"The little Taoist priest has good skin and flesh, and the old man is a little reluctant to kill you, it's a pity, it's a pity. The short and fat strange man was stunned when he heard this, and said with a sneer, to put it simply, Yan Xu knows too much, after all, the digging mound gate seems to have made money from the dead, and it is strictly forbidden to do it to the living, but he got a scroll of corpse refining secret technique from an ancient tomb, and finally couldn't bear to break the rules, but at this time he has not yet refined into an iron corpse, so he naturally does not want to expose it, so he plans to kill people and kill people.

The short and fat strange man suddenly took out a bamboo tube from his arms and threw it in the direction of the two, the iron-clad man was experienced, no matter what it was, he would never let it get wet, so he kicked the fire without hesitation, intending to block some with scattered flames, but he didn't expect Yan Xu to give him a surprise, and when he kicked the flying fire, he shook his hand and threw out a paper talisman, and after the paper talisman was thrown into the fire, the original sparks suddenly expanded into a large flame, burning most of the powder that floated in.

Unfortunately, it was still a little late, where the short and fat monster quickly retreated, and then out of the ground came a dozen monsters that looked like skins, and these pale monsters fell to the ground on all fours, drooling, and baring their fangs, and rushed towards them like wild beasts.

"Hmph!" the iron-clad man snorted coldly, he had never seen any scenes, how could he be easily frightened away, stretched out his foot and picked it up to the place where he was sitting, and a broad broadsword flew up and fell into his hand.

"Death for me!" almost died in the hands of the other party, and the iron-clothed guest, who had long been holding back his anger, was about to rush forward with a big knife, but was pulled by Yan Xu.

"It's a mutated walking corpse, it's hard to kill them with ordinary weapons, you wrap this piece of jade around the hilt of your sword. Yan Xu took out a gossip-style jade from his waist and handed it to the iron-clad guest.

The iron-clothed man didn't shirk either, knowing that he was a layman in the face of these ghosts, so he listened to the other party's red rope on the jade on the hilt, and he didn't know if it was an illusion, he felt the handle of the knife hot, and then quickly disappeared.

But when he saw the walking corpses that were originally rushing over with great momentum, he suddenly became a little cringe, and knew that this thing was effective, and immediately laughed, and rushed forward with a knife, sure enough, it was a knife one, as long as the walking corpse that was cut by him, he suddenly fell to the ground and turned into a puddle of corpse water, and the angry short and fat weird jumped to his feet and scolded.

These walking corpses were hard to refine, although they were far inferior to the iron corpses, but ordinary Jianghu experts were not opponents, so he could make a fortune, and if they were all wiped out now, I am afraid he would have to spend a lot of time to collect.

At this moment, a crisp copper bell suddenly sounded in the distance, and the short and fat strange man's face suddenly changed greatly, and he couldn't care much more, lowered his head and drilled into the ground, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

After killing all the walking corpses, the iron-clad man cautiously walked over with a knife and kicked a piece of red-hot charcoal fire on the ground, only to find that a hole had been punched in the ground at some point, and it was pitch black and did not know where it led.

"Forget it, the digging hill gate is an expert in burrowing, and we can't catch up. Yan Xu also walked over, looked down, shook his head and said.

At this time, an old man riding a donkey came slowly on the road, this donkey was sturdy, with oily and smooth hair, and a fist-sized bell tied to the bottom of his neck, which made a crisp bell with the sound of hooves.

The old man looked up at Yan Xu, smiled, and said after lighting a cigarette pouch for himself.

"Xuanyun Lao Dao has accepted a good disciple this time. ”

Then without waiting for Yan Xu to reply, as soon as he patted the donkey, the donkey was like stepping on the accelerator, and in a blink of an eye, he ran away from a hundred feet, and when he opened his eyes, he couldn't see it, I'm afraid that the speed of ordinary horses is not so fast.

Yan Xu didn't know who the other party was, but it was estimated that it was also an old-timer, so he saluted in the direction of the old man's departure.

Burn these walking corpses with runic fire, otherwise it will be troublesome to bury them or be eaten by wild beasts.

The iron-clothed guest knew that Yan Xu was going home, so he decided to escort him all the way with a knife, and he could also see that although Yan Xu had some skills, he didn't have any experience in the rivers and lakes, not to mention that Yan Xu could say that he saved him twice, this kindness was too great.

Yan Xu didn't refuse when he knew it, because he found that he really lacked experience, at least he didn't know how to solve the problem of eating in the wild.

The iron-clothed guest woke up Yan Xu in the bright sky, and the two simply nibbled on a piece of dry food, and then hurried away.

Although Yan Xu is a monk, his legs and feet are not slow, after all, refining qi and practicing martial arts is similar to martial arts internal skills, but only those Taoist priests with limited talent in Ziyunguan will major in fist and foot swordsmanship, and a personal disciple like Yan Xu is naturally cultivating and practicing the law, and will not focus on this kind of kung fu of fighting in the rivers and lakes.

Although Yan Xu is a genius, after all, his age is limited, his practice is only a few years, and his fist and foot kung fu can only be regarded as average, but he has good swordsmanship, and his sword is light and agile, so he is not a few points slower than the iron-clothed man in a hurry.

At noon, the two rushed to a small town, at a glance saw a restaurant with people coming and going, there were two large wine tanks in front of the door, if the pedestrians passing by did not have time to go in and drink a few glasses, it didn't matter, give the shopkeeper a few dollars, and the shopkeeper will give you a full bowl of wine, stand and drink, and grab a handful of peanuts and fennel beans in your hands and eat slowly.

Although it was not a good wine, the iron-clothed guest still swallowed his saliva when he smelled the wine, and took Yan Xu directly into the restaurant.

"Xiao Er, make a few pots of good wine first, then cut three catties of cooked mutton, and put a few plates of new fruit and vegetable snacks on it!" After entering the restaurant, the iron-clothed guest found a seat, beckoned Yan Xu to sit down, and then shouted repeatedly.

"Okay, here's coming!" The shopkeeper knew at a glance that this was a high-roller, and he couldn't be offended the most, so he hurriedly greeted him, and the other guests didn't dare to say anything after they looked at him, after all, these Jianghu guests drew their swords when they didn't say a word, so it was better not to cause trouble.

The shopkeeper who is familiar with these heroes in the rivers and lakes is not nonsense, the strongest wine is made three pots first, and the well-cooked lamb leg is directly served as a whole, and sure enough, the iron-clothed guest is very satisfied, and he rewarded more than a dozen copper coins.

The iron-clothed guest cut off a piece of good meat from the leg of mutton, put it in Yan Xu's bowl, and then grabbed the leg of mutton and opened his mouth to chew it, he was injured yesterday, and he had another fight, and he was still on the road for half a day today, and he was already hungry for drumming, so he let go of the fierce eating at the moment.

Although Yan Xu is the same, he is a cultivator, as long as his mana is not exhausted, he does not have so many requirements for food, so he is full after eating a piece of mutton and some vegetarian snacks.

Seeing that the iron-clothed guest was still eating, he raised his head boredly and looked out of the door, just in time to see three or five family members pushing a big cart, which was full of paper people, paper horses, and paper sedan chairs, and was walking towards the town with his head down, and he suddenly became curious.

There are many people in this restaurant, so there is no need to inquire at all, naturally some people are talking in a low voice, Yan Xu used a small spell to hear it clearly, but let him hear a strange thing.