The five ghost Taoist priests closed their eyes, and the white-clothed warrior didn't have the slightest intention of taking care of Yu Xiu, pressed the knife, and walked to the Taoist priest's side.

Yu Xiu glanced at the two of them, with a slight hesitation in his eyes, he did not follow, but found a corner around without dried corpses, dozens of steps away, tied the horse to the side, and sat down silently.

"It turned out to be a Five Ghost Daoist, it seems that you have to be careful. Yu Xiu sat down, combing silently, he just put the long knife on his lap, and his eyelids jumped suddenly.

The fire boy knife in Yu Xiu's hand was made of blood-patterned steel, and its whole body was crimson, and at a glance, he knew that it was not an ordinary blade.

And the Five Ghost Daoist is the master of the Duan family's Taoist, and the blood pattern steel is ordered by him to be refined by the Duan family's Taoist. If the other party sees it, how can they not recognize it?

Yu Xiu thought of this, and his heart suddenly jumped, he glanced at the Five Ghost Daoists, and found that the white-clothed warrior was standing beside the Daoists, as if he was saying something.

"Dao Chief, the matter of zombies is quite popular in Cangjun, and it is impossible for anyone in the martial arts to not know that the zombie is already a corpse, and it is quite cunning, and there are very few rewards on the demon hunting list...... This person came to the place with a different mind. ”

"The reason why Zai Xia wants to capture this person is that he is worried that he will disturb the Dao Chief. The white-clothed warrior stood beside the Five Ghost Daoists, bowing down and saying something.

When the Five Ghost Daoist heard the samurai's words, his face twitched with wrinkles, revealing a look of sarcasm.

The Taoist priest didn't open his mouth, and a grimace hovering beside him slowly hovered in front of the white-clothed warrior, looking at each other coldly.

"Ji Ji ......" grimace opened his mouth and let out a weird laugh, "Don't you know when you are poor, he is a warrior of the Eight Rank Realm, how did you capture him?"

When the white-clothed warrior heard this, he snorted coldly in his nose and whispered: "Even if this person is extremely talented, he is also an eight-rank person, and with the help of the black-clothed guard, it is easy to capture this person." ”

He raised his head and suddenly found that the Five Ghost Daoist had opened his eyes and was looking at him with a strange smile, "What if he is a Taoist priest again?"

"What ......" The white-clothed warrior was panicked by the Taoist priest, and when he heard what the other party said, his face changed slightly.

"No way. He blurted out: "This person is so young, and his blood and qi are two feet high, even if he is gifted and intelligent, it is impossible for him to cultivate the Dao at the same time. Is there such a wise man in the world?"

But as soon as the white-clothed warrior finished speaking, he thought of his main family, the outstanding son of the Jiangzhou Duan family, and his face suddenly became embarrassed.

When the five ghost Taoist priests heard this, the smile on their faces became even more weird, "If I say it, he is very likely to be the Taoist priest who killed your brother?"

Hearing this, the warrior's pupils suddenly shrank, "This person, is that Taoist priest?" he asked in disbelief: "Such a coincidence?"

"Stupid!" Seeing that the other party doubted his words, the five ghost Taoist priests snorted coldly, closed their eyes, sat cross-legged, and no longer paid attention to the other party.

The white-clothed warrior pondered the words from the Taoist priest's mouth, and his heart was full of thoughts, wanting to ask clearly, but in the end he just asked: "If this is the case, why doesn't the Taoist help me wait for a hand to kill this person?"

After being silent for a long time, the grimace beside the Five Ghost Daoist returned impatiently: "Stupid thing, such a blood food is a good bait to attract zombies, how can it be wasted." ”

When he had finished speaking, he closed his mouth and said no more. In fact, the Five Ghost Daoist didn't say it, and when he recognized Yu Xiu's identity, he was also frightened.

After all, he is also a Taoist priest, and he knows better how strange the methods of various Taoist priests are, not to mention that Yu Xiu is also a warrior and has a talisman, everything can restrain his ghost arts. Even if he had a magic weapon, he didn't dare to say that he would definitely be able to capture Yu Xiu.

Even if he captures, he must have suffered a lot of damage himself. When the zombies come again, how will he capture the zombies?

And if Yu Xiu is directly released, the Taoist priest is even more worried that Yu Xiu will hide and peep aside, and wait until he and the female corpse are fighting to the fullest, and then come out to reap the benefits of the fisherman.

Therefore, the best way is to bring Yu Xiu to the village first, which can not only avoid worry, but also attract zombies as blood food.

The Five Ghost Taoist priests sat cross-legged, the corners of their mouths slightly hooked, as if they had been sneering.

On the other side, Yu Xiu saw the white-clothed warrior and the five ghost Taoist priests talking, sank his mind, and listened attentively.

But the other party not only deliberately lowered his voice, but there were also ghost cries around him faintly whispering, so that people couldn't hear it at all.

However, Yu Xiu looked at the sneaky actions of the two, and directly said in his heart: "The two must be plotting to kill me...... If you have the opportunity later, you must strike first!"

As for whether he will kill a good person by mistake, there are corpses all over the ground, and Yu Xiu thinks that it will be difficult to kill him by mistake.

Both sides sat in the night, silently waiting for something, each with their own thoughts.

During this period, the white-clothed warrior would sneak a glance at Yu Xiu from time to time, and his eyes were cold, which made Yu Xiu more vigilant against the two of them, and the killing intention was also heavier.

Time passed, and the night became darker, because of the fear that the zombies would not come, the whole village was pitch black, and there was no spark.

Suddenly, there was a clicking sound in the silent night sky, as if someone had accidentally stepped on a tree branch.

But hearing this, the five ghost Taoist priests, the white-clothed warriors, and Yu Xiu all looked up at a certain place one after another.

"Are the zombies really here?" Yu Xiu said secretly in his heart.

As soon as the zombie came, when the side of the five ghost Taoist priests was contained, he was better than before, whether he advanced or retreated.

Then, there were a few more clicks, extremely slight, and finally a man in black found his companion dead and exclaimed, "The zombies are coming!"

Hearing this, the Five Ghost Daoist Huo Ran got up, he opened his eyes suddenly, stared at the place where the sound came from, and shouted: "Protect the Dharma for me! Zombies see blood, their ferocity increases greatly, and they will never leave!"

When the white-clothed warrior heard this, he suppressed the fear in his eyes, and shouted: "Yes!" At the same time, he turned his head and shouted at Yu Xiu: "That boy! zombies are here, why don't you quickly subdue demons and eliminate demons!"

Yu Xiu heard the conversation between the two, and there was sarcasm in his eyes, but he immediately replied loudly: "It is incumbent!"

Turning over and getting on his horse, he did not run into the darkness, but drove around, looking like he was on guard against zombies.

The five ghost Taoist priests stood under the old locust tree, took out a black and heavy pot from his coat pocket, held it in his hand, and his mouth kept trembling, as if he was muttering something.

At the same time, the whole person surrounds the locust tree, with strange steps, and looks like he is dancing a god.

As his movements progressed, a trace of black gas emerged from the black pot in his hand, spreading to all sides, like snakes and insects, burrowing into the mouth and nose of a dried corpse.

When Yu Xiu saw this scene, his eyes lit up, staring at the black pot in the Taoist priest's hand: "Is this a magic weapon?"

At this time, a strange babbling joke suddenly sounded:

"The red media leads, builds a magpie bridge, and the second eight ladies don't marry...... Negative heart, thin man, empty pouring red candles and burning white incense......"

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