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Cuiliuzhuang, backed by the mountains, the front of the village is empty, a small river surrounds the front of the village, dozens of green willows are planted along the river, I don't know how many years it has grown, the trees are two or three feet thick, so it is named.

It was evening, the sun was setting, and the sky was still red.

In front of Cuiliu Village, two peasants, whose hands and feet were covered with mud, had just come up from the field and were walking to the small river, and one of them, a young man in his early twenties, wanted to go to the river to wash his feet.

"Come back to me! These days are not peaceful, Zhang Daochang said not to go to this river, for fear that something will happen!" another old farmer stopped the young man.

"I've been rolling in this river since I was a child, and I haven't seen anything happen, it's all that Daoist Zhang is alarmist, isn't it just to cheat a few more money? If he really had the ability, he would have subdued that zombie a long time ago!" the young man was not convinced.

"Shut up! A few days ago, the second child of the He family, who was famous for his good water nature, also went to bathe in the river when the sun was setting, and drowned, you are better than him?

The young man's face turned pale, he glanced at the yellow rune paper hanging on the green willows by the river, shrunk his neck, and said unconvinced, "I haven't seen zombies go into the water, besides, the sun hasn't gone down......"

He looked in the direction of the setting sun, his mouth suddenly stopped, and he squinted into the distance.

The old farmer saw his strange expression and followed his gaze.

On the path between the fields on both sides in the distance, a young Taoist priest in a green robe walked leisurely.

This Taoist priest seemed to be walking leisurely, but after a while, he came to the front.

"Cuiliuzhuang!hehe, it's a little interesting!" Qin Shi's gaze swept over the river, as well as the yellow rune paper hanging on the weeping willows in front of the village.

"Little Taoist, if you want to spend the night, just follow us into the village as soon as possible, these days are not peaceful, there are zombies infested, and if it is later, I am afraid that something will happen!" said the old farmer.

"Thank you, uncle, the surrounding environment of this Cuiliuzhuang is pleasant, I still want to see it, and I will disturb it when I enter the village later!" Qin Shi smiled.

The old farmer persuaded him a few more words, and Qin Shi had already walked along the riverside to the middle of the green willows.

The old farmer couldn't, so he dragged the young man back to the farm.

Qin Shi was watching, the sky had already darkened, and the riverside suddenly became gloomy and cold.

He stopped under a large weeping willow, leaned down, and after a moment stood up, a drop of black, viscous liquid between his fingers.

The drop, which was only the size of a grain of rice, landed right in the grass on the sunny side of the weeping willow, and could not be seen unless you looked closely.

This drop of liquid was extremely cold, and as soon as it appeared, the yellow rune paper hanging on the weeping willow automatically without wind, glowing with a faint yellow light.

On the dim surface of the river, a dozen faint phantoms faintly appeared.

Qin Shi didn't look at those phantoms, and glanced at the swarthy river, his eyes seemed to look into the depths of the river.

With a flick of his sleeve, the yellow light of those talismans suddenly disappeared, and at the same time, his true qi urged, and the small drop of liquid suddenly rose and steamed, turning into a faint wisp of yin qi.

The dozen or so phantoms immediately stirred and floated in the direction of Qin Shi.

At this moment, the surface of the river fluctuated, and a miserable white and swollen palm stretched out silently along the river bank, grabbing Qin Shi's ankle.

A smile appeared at the corner of Qin Shi's mouth, and a long black banner suddenly appeared in his right hand, brushing across the river.

The dozen or so phantoms disappeared, and the miserable white palm was sucked by the long banner and struggled violently.

Qin Shi drew a pattern in the void of his left hand, and his soul power was revealed, and the pattern was printed on the palm of his hand.

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On the long yin banner in Qin Shi's hand, more than a dozen faces appeared, and only the middle one kept churning.

He pointed at the man's face, and after a few breaths, he removed his finger and shook his head, these phantoms are just lonely souls and wild ghosts wandering near Cuiliuzhuang, the strongest one, and it is only a water ghost who has been practicing for eight hundred years, and they are all ignorant, their minds are confused, and they only know how to absorb people's yang energy.

These ghosts were attracted to Cuiliuzhuang because of the small drop of black liquid just now.

The yin qi contained in this drop of liquid is extremely considerable, and it has a great tonic effect on some ghosts.

Qin Shi put away the long yin banner and walked towards Cuiliuzhuang.

Inside Cuiliu Village, it was dim.

At this time, it was dinner time, and there was no smoke rising, only in the middle of the village, in a large mansion, the lights were bright.

The women and children in the village are concentrated in the side houses on both sides of the mansion, cooking around a few large pots.

In the main hall in the middle of the mansion, the men in the village gathered here, silently, looking at the hall.

An old man in his sixties, with a sad face, looked at a villager lying on the door panel at his feet.

This Zhuang Min is in good health, and he should be in the prime of life, but at this moment he is lying on the door panel, but he is silent.

He was swollen, his exposed head and face turned purple, and he had a yellow talisman around his neck.

"Elder Wang, how can this be, didn't Daochang Zhang say that if the sun doesn't go down, no matter how fierce the zombies are......, they won't dare to come out of the day?

Wang Lao shook his head and said, "Who knows? Daochang Zhang has already gone to check, and he will talk about it when he comes back!"

"Hmph, if that Daoist Zhang is really capable, how could he not be able to deal with that zombie for so long, when he first came that day, he said it very easily!"

"Yes, yes, Elder Wang, these days, a few more people have died, I don't think we can count on Zhang Daochang, let's move away!"

"That's right, Zhang Daochang's tone has changed again and again these days, this zombie can't be made by Zhang Daochang himself, right? I heard that there are many demon ways and cultivators!"

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u3ooo "That Zhang Lao Dao, saying that he knows an immortal who specializes in subduing demons and eliminating demons, is probably talking big!"

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Zhuang Min was talking one after another, and Wang Lao suddenly took two steps back, his face changed, revealing fear.

Those villagers were still making noise, and Wang Lao shouted: "Shut up!"

Zhuang Min looked at Wang Lao in amazement, and the hall fell silent.

"Huh...... "The sound of pieces of iron rubbing against each other" is like the sound ......of iron pieces rubbing against each other, and it makes people's mouths sour when they hear it.

"Eh, I really want to see Erzhu move, he woke up!"

"Gegege......" The young man Qin Shi met in Zhuangkou fought up and down with his teeth, "Look at Erzhu's hands!"

Those Zhuang Min followed his gaze, and saw that on the two swollen purple fingers of the two pillars, the nails protruded an inch, pitch black as ink, and they were slowly scratching the ground.

"Zombie!" shouted someone else.

The villagers retreated, ready to flee from the door.

"What's the panic!" Wang Lao shouted, "With Daoist Zhang's spirit talisman to suppress it, there will be no big problem, and the previous corpses have not been mutated!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his face changed.

I saw that the yellow rune paper that was originally attached to the neck of the second pillar became black and rotten in an instant.

The two pillars jumped up violently, stretched out their hands, and grabbed the nearest Wang Lao.

Wang Lao was so frightened that his face was pale, and he wanted to retreat, but he couldn't dodge it.

A villager standing at the door shouted, stretched out his hand and pushed the door to escape.

Before his hand could touch the door, it suddenly opened on its own.

A gentle force came, and the villagers who were rushing to the door retreated to both sides, making way for a passage, and there seemed to be something flashing in front of them.

The old man was closing his eyes and waiting for death, but the imaginary pain did not come.

When he opened his eyes, he saw a green-robed Taoist priest standing in front of him, with the two fingers of his right hand stretched out, pointing to the eyebrows of the two pillars in the air.

The two pillars struggled on all fours, but they couldn't move a single point.

Wang Lao only appeared, and the two pillars on their faces and hands, at some point, grew a layer of fine green hair.

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u9oa3 Erzhu for a while, revealing a trace of thought, and with a flick of his right hand, the Erzhu trembled and fell to the ground.

"Thank you...... "Wang Lao picked up his life and was about to thank him.

"Where is Zhang Mugui?" Qin Shi interrupted him.

Seeing the stern sin on his face, Wang Lao hurriedly said: "Zhang Daochang went to the mountains behind Zhuanghou to investigate the white-haired and red-eyed zombies!"

Qin Shi's figure moved, and he had already arrived in the courtyard of the mansion, looking up at the mountains behind Cuiliuzhuang.

The stars twinkled in the sky, and a bright moon looked like a disk.

Somewhere above the mountains behind Cuiliuzhuang, there is a faint white gas fluttering.

Qin Shi's face moved slightly, and the next moment, he had disappeared into the courtyard of the mansion.

Only a group of dreaming villagers remained.