The Urban Legends of Monsters: Flying Flower

Flying Flower

Yin'er opened the window and saw that the thick fog outside still hadn't dissipated. She wanted to open the window to let in some air, but she wanted to close the window because of the humidity.

"Yin'er, let the window open." A weak voice came from behind.

"But the girl..."

"Okay, am I still afraid of humidity?" the woman on the sickbed said mockingly. Seeing that she wanted to prop up her body, Yin'er hurriedly helped her to sit up halfway, put a pillow behind her and brought the medicine bowl on the table.

The woman shook her head and reached out to push the medicine away.

"Girl, why don't you take medicine all the time? You look so bad, you have to take medicine to get better." Yin'er said with red eyes. Her parents died when she was a child, and she was sold into the Goulan Courtyard by a cruel uncle. If the girl had not insisted on asking her to be a maid, she would have already lived a career of selling laughter to Qin Muchu. The only person she can rely on in the world is a girl. Seeing her so ill, Yin'er feels as bad as a knife.

The woman patted Yin'er's hand and mouth with a wry smile. This is a very beautiful woman who has been lingering on the bed for several months, not only did not take away her beauty, but gave her a pitiful expression of grief.

Yin'er pulled the quilt for Qin Suqiu and was busy wiping her face with warm water and combing her head. What a beautiful girl, and she is proficient in poetry, poetry, chess, calligraphy and painting. Even those dignitaries, grandsons, and arrogant talents are polite when they meet the girl. Unlike other girls in the courtyard, they are often beaten by guests. scold. Yin'er is full of admiration for Qin Suqiu. When she grows up, it would be nice to be like a girl.

"Miss Yu sent someone to deliver bird's nest again today, and Chen Gongzi personally delivered two ginsengs to Liu Yuanwai..." Yin'er proudly announced the concerns of these regular customers to Qin Suqiu.

Qin Suqiu didn't listen to it at all, what meaning did it mean to her?

"...Only that Lord Wang still wants to redeem the girl to his house! I heard that the leprosy wanted to eat swan meat and even asked the governor to come forward and my mother agreed!" Yin'er thought about this. The person who bought Qin Suqiu back as a concubine was very disgusted. In her mind, the girl was worthy of being an emperor. How could she possibly marry a person who would only bully others without any real knowledge. He even said stingly, "I want Qin Suqiu to enter my royal family's door if I live and die for a thousand taels of gold."

"How is the plague outside Yin'er?" Qin Suqiu suddenly asked.

This year has been a lot of trouble in this area. First, there was too much rain, and the rivers flooded and destroyed the fields, causing a large number of people to be destroyed and displaced. Then the plague began to spread, and countless people died like that.

"I still heard that more than 100 people were carried to the human field in the early morning. The girl has a good heart and always cares about this matter." Yin'er knows that Qin Suqiu has a good heart and always cares about other people's affairs. So I didn't tell the truth. In fact, more than 200 people died in a day outside.

"My God..." Qin Suqiu seemed to be praying something in a whisper. She suddenly said, "Yin'er go and invite her mother."

"Yes." Yin'er agreed and went out.

Qin Suqiu took out a jade pendant and put it on her chest.

"This is the jade passed down by my family. It is said to be an ancient artifact that can ward off evil spirits, avoid disasters and prolong life. I have nothing else to give you, so... so..."

So long as it's a stone from you.

"For ten years, people in the cold window do not know that the title of the golden list is known all over the world..." Qin Suqiu muttered to himself. Maybe she should have smashed this jade pendant and let it go to dust like her own destiny, but what if she did... She instead tightened her hand and pressed it to her cheek.

Qin Suqiu looked out of the window and the thick fog still hadn't dissipated The flowers and trees in the flowerbed were covered by the fog, only those blooming flowers were like fire, and even the thick fog could not cover their colors. Like flying in the air, flying around in the vast fog, spinning and confused...

Qin Suqiu felt dizzy and coughed while covering her chest. After the violent coughing, blood stains appeared on the handkerchief. She hurriedly hid her handkerchief under her body. Yin'er and a woman had walked in.

"Mom sit down. Yin'er will bring her a cup of tea." Qin Suqiu greeted lightly. Although the woman who was nominally her "mother" did not treat her well, she did not treat her badly. Although she had her purpose to ask someone to teach her piano, chess, calligraphy and painting since she was a child, she at least learned a lot because of this. Without this "mother", she died of starvation in the street at the age of three. I just don't know if it's lucky if it ends like that. Qin Suqiu retracted her thoughts and said slowly, "Mom heard that Lord Wang asked Lord Governor to come forward and ask you to nod, right?"

"Oh, whoever told you so much to make you angry for nothing! Dear daughter, you just need to lie down and take care of the things outside while you are sick." She said that, but she already had other plans in her heart. Whether Su Qiu's disease is good or not is unknown. She was arrogant by nature and offended a lot of dignitaries. This time, it's Lord Wang who will come next time. How many times can this small yard be able to withstand? Since Lord Wang is willing to pay so much money, and Lord Governor is a matchmaker for him, no one can be tempted to buy more than a dozen girls with this money. But Qin Suqiu was her cash cow after all, and she couldn't help but feel distressed if she wanted to push it out like this.

Qin Suqiu has a light smile on the corner of her mouth, as smart as she can't understand the other party's plan. She changed the subject and said, "Mom asked you to come and discuss something with you."

"You kid and my mother are still so polite, let's just say you want the stars in the sky to pick them up for you too."

"I want to redeem Yin'er."

"Dang" Yin'er accidentally dropped the tea bowl on the ground until Qin Suqiu called her back to her senses.

"Silver bring my box."

When Yin'er held Qin Suqiu's hairbrush box and handed it over, she stared at Qin Suqiu's face and didn't understand what the girl was going to do, but Qin Suqiu just smiled faintly and couldn't see anything.

Qin Suqiu opened the dressing box, took out a few gold ingots, and put a pair of jade bracelets in front of the bustard. She said, "Mom should also know that I don't like saving money and a little money is scattered. I also gave him a little bit of my savings...I only have so many mothers to see if it's enough. This bracelet is considered silver and filial to you. If you don't have enough money, I will think about it."

The bustard touched the gold and looked at the bracelet. To be honest, she was unwilling to give Yin'er freedom. After all, she had been raised for more than ten years without earning a penny from her, so it was too cheap to let her go, but she has Qin Suqiu is blocking it. It seems that she wants to call this girl to pick up the guest. In case Lord Wang's business becomes Qin Suqiu's words, Yin'er should go with him as a dowry girl. It's better to go with the flow now if you promise or not, "You child and mother are also polite. This is also the rule of our profession, no matter how much we have to have this kind of thing." She put the gold and bracelets in her pocket and said, "Go back and ask someone to bring the deed to the girl."

"What do you say about Mom, Lord Wang?" Qin Suqiu asked Yin'er to take the bustard's note to seek a contract by herself, and she stopped asking straightly.

The bustard grinned embarrassedly, but sooner or later, Qin Suqiu would have to nod herself. It's better to say honestly and unfairly: "Suqiu, mother, I can't bear to let you go, but you also know that women like us will continue to be like this for the rest of their lives. It's not a solution, of course, it's better to find a good family while you're young. Mr. Wang, rich and noble, is sincere to you, and his wife is far away in Yunnan, so she's a good candidate... Well, you still have to make up your own mind about this kind of thing. "

"How much has he been out?" Qin Suqiu asked.

"One thousand taels of gold, he is too lavish."

"You take half of the 2,000 taels of gold to help the victims, and I'll go with him." Qin Suqiu said expressionlessly. My heart is worthless in someone's eyes, and this half-dead body is worth a thousand taels of gold in some people's eyes. It's ridiculous.

"Two thousand taels! Daughter this..." The bustard called out.

"Didn't he say that he wants my corpse to enter the Wang's house even if he dies? See if he is reluctant. Mom, I know in my own heart that my illness will not be cured, so why don't you do it." Qin Suqiu said I understand very well that she is terminally ill. Once she dies, the bustard will lose both people and wealth, but what is the concept of two thousand taels of gold, can Mr. Wang be willing? When the bustard left, Zhong Zhong was worried, thinking about the room for bargaining with Lord Wang.

Qin Suqiu sneered and watched the hurried bustard go out. Her eyes moved out of the window again, and her smile subsided. The faint red flowers in the fog were still flying, but they could wait until the fog cleared to see their own branches and leaves, and the concentration in their life. Is there still a day when the fog will clear...

That's it...

Lord Wang actually paid two thousand taels with one bite of his teeth.

Yin'er cried because of Qin Suqiu's decision. She couldn't figure out why the girl did it. Qin Suqiu, however, did nothing but urge the bustard to use the 1,000 taels of gold paid by Mr. Wang for disaster relief every day. He also sorted out his poems and pictures. If a regular customer asked her, he beat someone and sent all the others to the torch.

"The girl's painting is the result of three months of hard work. You really burned it."

"This book of poems... Although girl Yin'er doesn't understand poetry, she knows that you have carefully selected it from your works over the years and copied it neatly. You can't destroy it."

"Young lady, this chess piece was found for you by Master Zhang from Hetian all over the world, are you willing to give it away?"

Ignoring Yin'er's anxiety, Qin Suqiu insisted on giving all the books, pen, ink, paper, inkstone, piano, chess, flute and flute that she usually regarded as life to her friends and acquaintances. Instead, it was the jade, jewelry, treasures and antiques that she all stayed.

"You take this set of silver accessories and put the others in the box together."

"Girl these are what you wear often, how can you give them to me."

"Who won't you give it to silly girl? I don't want them to fall into other people's hands because I wear them every day. There's a silver note here for you to take not much three hundred taels, but it should be enough to set up a small family. ."

"What are you doing, girl?" Yin'er exclaimed in disbelief.

"I hear that the Wang family will come to carry me through the door tomorrow, so you can't stay here any longer and you can leave tonight." Qin Suqiu told Yin'er solemnly.

"Why? Girl, don't you want me? How can I leave the girl." Yin'er burst into tears.

"Silly girl, there is no such thing as a banquet in the world. Get your body deed here and set it on the fire, and you will be free to pack up and call that person—the one who always comes to see you secretly and says it's you My cousin's boy is here to pick you up." At this point, Qin Suqiu had a blush on her face and pulled Yin'er's hand and said, "Yin'er listen to me and go live with him and stop thinking about me. "

"Young lady, how can you say such a thing when you are so sick and you have to enter that Lord Wang's door, how can I not wait by your side." Yin'er burst into tears.

"As long as there is a chance, I will meet again in the future. Don't make my mind go to waste." Qin Suqiu coaxed and ordered Yin'er to go according to her own words. She also ordered the two girls sent by the bustard. He carried all the treasures he had left behind to the pawnshop and exchanged them for disaster relief, and then looked at the empty house and showed a smile.

It's all over now.

Thinking about this, Qin Suqiu half leaned on the bed and closed her eyes. She had been holding her breath for the past few days, and she suddenly relaxed and fell asleep.

Since early in the morning, the bustard has been in and out of the land to see it several times. Qin Suqiu's behavior in the past few days has made her very worried. She always thinks that she does not really want to enter the Wang's door, but has a different opinion. Qin Suqiu's behavior is very The calm spirit is also much better, and she even got out of bed and sat in front of the dressing table to let the two girls dress herself up. "Darling, what are you doing when you wake up and you'll be making a fuss? Lay down and keep your spirits up--my daughter won't be surprised if she doesn't dress up."

Qin Suqiu smiled lightly: "It's just today that I have to dress up, mom, don't worry about it." She raised her rouge to her lips and smeared it lightly. She took the eyebrow pencil and fixed her eyebrows in front of the bronze mirror. Then she ordered: " Open the window."

"It's foggy outside, girl."

"Open."

I don't know why the weather has become foggy recently. The fog like this happens every three or five times.

The thick fog is a bit scary and the flowers and trees in the courtyard are vaguely visible, but only the red flowers are flying away from the branches through the fog...

"Today is really suitable for fog..." Qin Suqiu closed her eyes and covered her face with a red hijab. The flying flowers in the fog will remain in her mind forever as the last scene she saw... /

"Girl! Girl! Woohoo... girl..." Yin'er cried aloud that her husband couldn't pull her up.

Since Yin'er was "driven" by Qin Suqiu that day and left the brothel in a hurry, she went to the house of a man who had been her childhood childhood sweetheart. During this period, although Yin'er missed the girl, she thought that after she passed the door and settled down, she would naturally find herself to see her. Who would have thought that two months later, there would be no more news of Qin Suqiu.

Yin'er was worried about sleep and food, and accompanied by her husband, went back to the city to inquire about news. As soon as she came to Lord Wang's mansion and said Qin Suqiu's name, her servants shouted, "Go away, there is no such person!" She was driven out. When she came to the brothel again, the bustard also sent someone to coax her out. When Yin'er was confused and helpless, a woman in the brothel who used to be friends with Qin Suqiu quietly sent her a letter explaining the truth.

Qin Suqiu is long dead.

On that day, the people who brought the sedan chair to the gate of the palace to watch the excitement were clamoring for the bride to get off the sedan chair, and Xi Niang came forward to open the sedan curtain and saw Qin Suqiu sitting upright in the sedan chair, motionless, and she said festive When she reached out to help her, she realized that she had long since stopped breathing.

Taking off the hijab on her head, Qin Suqiu still had a faint smile on the corner of her pale mouth.

Master Wang is angry and annoyed. He has long heard that Qin Suqiu is seriously ill, but he insisted on buying this famous prostitute to retaliate for her repeated disdain and indifference to him. What he wanted was to teach her a lesson after getting her. There is no heart of pity and cherishing jade, and it doesn't matter whether Qin Suqiu is sick or not, but she didn't expect that she would die on the sedan chair when she was so ill.

"Enter my door if you die!"

At the command of Lord Wang, a few servants carried Qin Suqiu's body into the gate. The Wang family took off all her hairpin rings, stripped off her phoenix crown, and put the body in the garden. It was released overnight and shipped out the next day.

This incident caused Mr. Wang to lose two thousand taels of gold. In his heart, he believed that the bustard of the brothel deliberately pushed a dying person to himself and sent people to his house to make trouble. And although the bustard originally intended to sell Qin Suqiu before she died, she was angry that she died on the sedan chair sooner or later, and felt that she, like Mr. Wang, had fallen for Qin Suqiu, so she also held a grudge against Qin Suqiu, not only did not go Instead, he ordered the brothel to not even mention her name again.

After knowing the whole story, Yin'er started looking for Qin Suqiu's body like crazy.

She should have known a long time ago that the girl would not enter the gate of the king's house, since the girl burned the poems and destroyed the paintings, when the girl insisted on leaving by herself, she should have thought about why she was leaving! Why not stay with the girl and die together.

After half a month, she spent all the money on her body and found out from a member of the Wang family that they didn't buy a coffin to bury Qin Suqiu at all, but carried it to the suburbs and swept it with grass and hastily buried it on the burial mound.

Yin'er hurried to the burial mound and saw the scene in front of her and let out a cry: If the age is not good, there will be more dead people. So the deceased were carried to this small hill to bury their family members. Those who had a heart would also erect a wooden sign on the grave to write their names and names in case they were found in the future. Dig a hole and stuff the corpse into it.

The grass here is more than half-human high and the ground is bumpy. A few wild dogs are walking around in the grass. They eat too much dead people and their eyes are red because there are too many dead people on this hill. Sometimes they dig new corpse pits When the digging is deep, the old corpses will be dug out accidentally to bury the corpses without the effort of two people. After enjoying the grass, potholes and even scattered corpses can be seen.

In this kind of place, how could it be possible to find Qin Suqiu's burial place even if the housekeepers at that time were recruited.

Silver cried until her husband helped her back.

After Qin Suqiu's death, some literati and scholars whom she had befriended during her lifetime also inquired and searched for her whereabouts, but as time passed, only her maid Yin'er built a tomb for her in her vegetable garden. She has been gradually forgotten in people's minds.

The chaotic graves and barren tombs on the hills became the final destination of a generation of famous prostitutes, Qin Suqiu.

Nan Yu saw off the last patient of the day, turned off the light and sat alone in the dark for a while before walking out of the office. She casually greeted her colleagues in the hallway through the busy crowd of the hospital and walked out the gate.

The weather has been bad recently. After a few days of rain, the air has been kept humid and hot After a while, Feng murmured, "It's going to rain." He walked back in the direction of home slowly. Originally, it was possible to go back by car without using spells, but Nanyu likes to walk slowly every day, watching the various states of human society and walking back to his home, which is 3 kilometers away from the hospital.

The air became more and more wet and sticky, and the clouds finally couldn't bear the moisture. The rain fell in large droplets. Pedestrians on the street took out the rain gear that had been prepared for a long time.

In order not to be too different, Nan Yu also held up an umbrella.

The rib rain made of red paper umbrella and bamboo makes a distinct sound different from plastic umbrellas and cloth umbrellas. Maybe it's a bit out of place, but Nan Yu can't change the habit of only holding this umbrella.

Nan Yu turned into an alley and the voices went away and the rain became louder. She looked down at her feet and walked slowly. Her eyes were fixed on the rippling and flowing traces left by the rain on the water-filled path. If the road paved with bluestone is more like hometown. The old and cracked asphalt road stretches under the feet, and gradually emerges the green grass swaying in the wind, the flowery grass, the big tree with the branch crown...

Nanyu closed her umbrella and looked back. She is now standing in a large field: at the end of the field of vision, the green hills roll up and down until her feet have become a small hillside with soft lines. Under the babbling stream, surrounded by meadows dotted with countless wild flowers, grow Lots of tall and beautiful trees. Time is the night in the sky, the moon and stars are sparsely sparsely smeared with a few faint cloud marks in the dark blue sky, and the wind is blowing gently. There was a stone bench under a pine tree, and a person who was sitting there saw Nan Yu and raised a glass to her from a distance.

"Long time no see Mr. Meng." Nan Yu walked over slowly.

Meng Shu is still the same, dressed in old clothes, and even the sword is still leaning against the stone. He stretched out his hand and let Nan Yu take a seat and poured a cup of tea and said, "The moon is beautiful today and suddenly I want to invite you to enjoy the moon together."

Nan Yu smiled and she raised her glass and took a sip - the real way to make tea is that Liu Digao, who never drinks tea, didn't expect to know that Meng Shu also has a good craft today. Nan Yu looked at the sky and sighed softly: "I haven't seen such a beautiful moon for a long time."

Meng Shu raised his glass to the air silently.

Nan Yu took out a jade flute and put it on his lips and played it. The sound of the flute was clear, lofty, mellow, and fluent in the night sky. Meng Shu listened and closed his eyes slightly. The breeze blew through the flute and suddenly there was a change in the whimper. Nan Yu stopped playing and sighed in time.

"The moonlight can't sweep away the guest's sorrow." There is a feeling between Meng Shu and Nan Yu that they are the same people in the world. They can best understand each other's feelings. He sighed and stood up, pulled out his long sword and danced nimbly on the grass: "When will the moon come in the blue sky? The person who wants to stop and ask today can't climb the bright moon but walk with others..."

The moonlight is like water and the fragrance of tea lingers around the heroic youth and Xiao Sheng... Everything in front of me slowly pulled Nan Yu's thoughts back to a distant place in time and space...

After a few years of good weather and good weather, the hardships of bad years are no longer visible in people's lives. As the population gradually became denser, not only did the once barren fields regain their vitality, but the fields slowly expanded outward and some of the original barren hills were also reclaimed.

In the evening, two farmers who stayed overnight in a small shack in the field under the small hill were sitting in the field and chatting.

"It looks like another good harvest this year," said the older farmer, knocking on his pipe.

"Hmm." The younger one, who seemed reticent to talk, agreed while still looking around. Seeing that he was not attentive to talking to himself, his companions tapped his hand playfully with a smoking bag and asked, "What are you looking at? Did some girl think I got in the way?"

"Don't talk nonsense, let my wicked wife know to peel me!" The young farmer said while looking around.

Seeing his sneaky look, the older farmer was also infected and looked around and asked, "What are you looking at?"

"Have you heard of it?" the young farmer said mysteriously in a low voice: "There used to be a large cemetery nearby. I heard that the people who died in the flood a few years ago were not buried anywhere. At the foot of this hillside, the graves were not even raised. Hundreds of bones were dug up in the wasteland."

"It's all poor people who don't have a good life before they die, so they have to expose their corpses to the wilderness after death." Not only did they not find another place to bury these bones, but they ordered them all to be thrown into the wild.

"I heard that the place is not clean since then. People often see ghost fires chasing people or hear ghosts crying... The last time Big Brother Xu came to visit the land, he was pushed back by ghosts, and it was hot and cold for several days. Seriously, today I'm a little nervous to have me come to the vigil."

The young farmer's words were so realistic that even the older farmer felt a tingle in his heart. He forced a smile and said, "If there is any grievance, they should also go to the person who scatters their corpses and can't find us two tenant farmers. I'm here." As he said that, in the dark night, he heard the sound of the wind, Lin Tao, the chirping of night birds, the barking of wild dogs, and the shadowy graves that still remained on the distant hills, and there was a rumor in their hearts that the two of them became terrified and confused. After saying two words, they all got into the shack.

The wind blows in the fields after the small oil lamps in the shack go out. The wind blew the grass and made a "smoothing" sound. When the wind stopped, the sound was still ringing. After a while, the sound became louder and became a "click" sound, even the people in the shack heard it.

"Do you hear anything going on outside?"

"No, you heard it wrong."

"You really have to listen!"

"...leave it alone! Why don't you go out and see if someone is stealing the crops?"

"You dare not ask me to go!"

"Then forget about it and go to sleep."

The two farmers were afraid that no one went out to take a look at what was outside. After a moment of noise, the sound stopped by itself.

The wind blew up again, rolling the withered grass and dust, and swept across the sky and the earth, and the fog gradually rose. A figure appeared in the fog, wind and dust, and long draped over the pale face. There was a long howl from the vast earth, and the barking of a dog or a fox that seemed to respond in the field also came from all directions. The peasants in the shacks huddled in fright. This time they didn't even dare to speak, trembling and pretending to be asleep.

The figure didn't notice the small shack in front of him, his eyes kept looking at the distant place, and after a hoarse roar, he staggered away into the distance and disappeared into the thick fog that was forming.

The next morning until other farmers came to work, the two peasants who kept vigil did not dare to go out of the shack because of the crowd and the sun. Of course, they didn't find any ghosts. Suddenly, a farmer exclaimed: "Everyone, come and see what this is!" A big hole appeared on the ground where he was pointing. The soil in the hole was newly dug up and scattered everywhere. Farmers looked at each other. It's almost like... as if something came out of the ground to make the hole. Everyone filled the hole with panic and doubts and scattered into the fields to start a day's work. They discussed for a long time what came out there but when they knew the "conclusion" was half a month later.

"I heard that it was really a zombie and someone saw it with their own eyes."

"Five people died in the neighboring village."

"Don't there be some wild beasts? I don't really believe there are zombies in this world."

"If you don't believe me, I've seen those corpses with my own eyes in the neighboring village. Not only were they gnawed in pieces, they were all sucked up with blood. One of them was twisted to death. What kind of beast could be that big? There are no bears in our area. And the villagers also said that someone saw a woman wandering in the woods that night. He thought it was a woman who came out to steal a lover, so he secretly followed who knew he was approaching and only discovered that The woman was wearing red underwear, her hair was disheveled, her face was pale, and she was opening her mouth to the sky and making a "hissing" sound. She saw her fingers were long and sharp, stretching and bending. The villagers knew in their hearts that she was not a human being, so they quietly Fortunately, the monster watched the sky with all his attention and didn't notice him. He went back to the village and told his family and neighbors about this matter, and everyone couldn't believe it. They thought he was blindfolded at night, or said that he made up all kinds of nonsense. After a few days, people in the village died one after another and everyone recalled what he said, and everyone thought that there were zombies nearby and they were discussing asking the mage to surrender."

"It sounds really scary to hear you say that. Their village is less than three miles away from our village, and it would be bad if this zombie came to us."

"You don't have to worry about this. Zombies are most afraid of the sun coming out at night and do evil, and they will hide in the coffin at dawn, so it won't be too far away from the coffin when it is active, and it is impossible to run from the neighboring village to the coffin. The one on our side can't carry the coffin and run away." He thought he had made a joke and sneered, but none of his companions joined him and everyone's attention was still on the zombie.

Another person said: "With that said, I also seem to have heard that one of the ways mages get rid of zombies is to find its coffin during the day and set it on fire."

"Come on, don't be a zombie and a zombie. You are already apprehensive when you are walking at night. Can you say something else?"

"Forget about zombies. Have you heard about the haunted village last month? I heard..."

The group of five people were on their way in the woods late at night. They were all related to a family in a neighboring village and were invited to drink Hundred Days Wine tonight. The two villages are not far apart, but there is a small hill full of chaotic trees. During the day, because this small hill is the only way to travel between the two villages, no one thinks there is anything scary, but at night, foxes appear on the hill and night birds A few solitary graves, which were left behind by unknown years, were hidden among the long grass, which made people feel uneasy. How bold are these peasants who deliberately tell each other rumors of ghosts and zombies for fun.

One of the middle-aged men, who was usually the least timid, was frightened by what his companions said and couldn't stop them from saying it, so he stepped up to the front of the crowd. He thought about it for a while, thinking that his wife stayed at home and didn't know how to sleep, but then he thought of all kinds of terrifying scenes in the story, and he walked faster and faster until he realized that he had unknowingly been pulling with his companions. When the distance was opened, he hurriedly stopped and waited.

A soft sound came from the bushes next to the "click".

He shrank his neck in fright and looked carefully, but saw an animal that was unknown whether it was a fox or a dog running over. He raised his head with a light sigh, but a figure appeared not far in front of him. A woman with a loose head stood behind a deserted grave and stared straight at him.

"Ah..."

His screams made his companions rush forward and they all saw the female zombie in a dirty, tattered red shirt over pale skin...

The mage looked at the corpses in front of him one by one and waved his hands to cover them up, pinching his fingers and muttering something to himself.

"Master, look this is..." The village chief asked anxiously, standing beside him.

"This beast was born on the ninth day of the first day of the year, and it's only been twenty-six days in just over ten days, and it has even injured eleven lives!" The Master said angrily, "Don't worry, I will get rid of it!"

"It's all up to the mage." The village chief asked again and again. Recently, zombies have been haunting the nearby village, and seven people have been killed in this small village.

"If it doesn't go far, it should be on this mountain and trouble the village chief to find a few people for me to go up the mountain with me--don't worry, the sun will be the best at noon, and it can't move or do evil!"

The village chief agreed and left.

The mage thought of something and opened the straw mat to look at the corpses below. For some reason, he always felt that these corpses were different from the people he had seen killed by zombies before. "Why only one claw mark? Does that zombie only have one arm?"

The zombies stood under the tree and watched the slow movement of the sun, waiting for the night when they could move freely. As the mage deduced, it is a zombie that has just changed from a corpse. Apart from the instinct to survive, it has neither intelligence nor much mana. Originally, the zombie with low mana is most afraid of sunlight. I don't know why this one is not very afraid of sunlight. It found that as long as it did not let the sun shine directly on its body, it would not be injured, so it did not find a fixed place for itself and always found a shady place to spend the day.

It subconsciously tells itself that sunlight is a very dangerous thing, but for some reason, it is not so scary in the eyes of it. It tentatively stretched out its hand and a little spot of light penetrating through the gap of the leaves shone on its hand. It roared in pain and hurriedly retracted its hand.

At noon, the sun was getting more and more blazing, and the zombies were forced to cling to the tree.

In addition to being confused by the sun, there is one more thing that it doesn't understand. It raised its arm and looked at its own hand. Its right hand is clenched into a fist and its five fingers are tightly buckled. It can feel something in the palm of its hand but can't let go of it. The hand seems to not belong to it at all. It used the left hand to break off the fingers of the right hand because of too much force. One finger was broken with a "click" sound. This little wound will soon be healed. The zombie will leave it alone and lean against the tree to wait for dark.

A zombie is a kind of monster formed by the corpse of a human or animal infected by the earth's air There is not only this one, but when it eats people, there is often a moment of pity, as if it feels like it was once a person. Now when it looks at the sun, it will also have strange thoughts like "the sun is very warm on it", but these thoughts flash by and are of no use to it. For it, the only two thoughts in his mind are "survival". Character. For a zombie to eat people and live to cultivate to become smarter and stronger... The thing to do is just that simple.

While the mage looked around for the zombie's hiding place in the vicinity, the zombie had gone the other direction in the dark. It is not afraid of the sun and of course has more freedom of movement. It doesn't matter where you go, it's about finding the food. Then eat it to survive The time when it's just starting to grow is always tough for zombies.

It walked forward without a sense of direction and didn't smell the smell of food all night and began to feel anxious.

If the zombies continue to cultivate, they can become powerful mana and can even fight with dragons. However, because they have to eat the vitality of human flesh and blood to repair their bodies every day for a period of time, they will often attract human pursuit and killing. The newly generated zombies do not have much powerful mana, so there are very few zombies who can practice safely.

It was almost dawn and a small village loomed ahead.

The sky started to fog up as the zombie walked straight across the field towards the village. The white fog spread out as fast as it came up from the flat ground, and it became thicker and thicker, and after a while, it reached the point where it could not be seen two steps away. The eyesight of zombies is much better than that of humans. It can still see through the fog, and there is a small human house not far away.

Food is found.

The people in the sweet sleep of the early morning were unguarded and the zombies roared and rushed into the house. People screamed and ran around. The action of the zombies is not as fast as that of the human beings, but they wave their hands and break down several wooden fences to block the human beings.

This family consists of six husbands and wives and four children. The wife leads the children and runs in the front. The husband turns around and grabs an axe to resist the pursuit of the zombies. The zombie just waved his hand and knocked him out with the axe. It stopped chasing and walked towards the man on the ground. This one was enough for it to eat, so it did not intend to chase the other humans. The man on the ground finally struggled to get up and was grabbed by the zombie's neck and watched as the zombie opened its mouth and bit him down.

"No!" The woman rushed back with a scream. After seeing her husband being caught by a zombie, she told the children to flee to a neighbor's house for help and jumped at the zombie. At the critical moment, she tightly hugged the zombie and dragged it away from her husband—a human being can even explode the strength that can compete with the zombie at the juncture of the life and death of her most important person.

The zombie turned its fingers into the woman's belly. The woman let out a scream, but still grabbed the zombie and shouted loudly for her husband to escape. The zombie lowered its head and opened its mouth to the woman. It doesn't matter whether the food is male or female. At this moment, the woman could clearly see the face of the zombie.

"Girl?!"

The strength of the woman's hand that was holding the zombie suddenly loosened. She stared at the zombie and said with a trembling voice, "Is the girl really you, girl, girl, Yin'er has been looking for you for 20 years... ..." She forgot her fear and the mortal wounds on her body and cried as she wrapped her arms around the zombie.

The Zombie tilts its head to look at her, bewildered by her behavior.

"Girl how did you become like this... girl... Yin'er has never forgotten you, Yin'er buried your favorite ornaments in the grave and planted your favorite flowers, you know The girl who will see the girl one day sooner or later said that she can meet now..." Due to the serious injury, her voice was getting lower and lower, she raised her hands and gently stroked the zombie's head, and took out a small wooden comb from her bosom: "The girl's head is messed up, Yin'er helps the girl to comb her hair..." Before he could finish speaking, his hands were cut off, but his eyes were still staring at the zombie with a reluctant expression.

Zombie panicked at the corpse. It looked around helplessly, wondering what had just happened.

The fog thickened and the fiery red flowers seemed to be flying in the thick fog.

Flying flowers in the fog...that's the flowers in the fog that Yin'er planted specially in order to wait for her...

When the zombie's eyes met all this, it let out a moan and spit out human language for the first time: "Mist Flying Flower...Mist Flying Flower..."

When Yin'er's husband rushed over with an axe in his hand and wanted to fight the zombie, it stood up and dropped the "prey" and stumbled to the distance before disappearing into the thick fog...

"Yin'er... Yin'er... why did you come back to save me... Damn it was me... How could I live without you, Yin'er..." The man who lost his wife cried in grief The shouting stimulated the zombie's brain to run towards the vast forest as if it were running away.

The fog is getting thinner and thinner and the sun is gradually falling.

The zombies are running in the mountains with no intention of avoiding the sun that will hit the earth next.

It doesn't know who the woman just now is? I don't understand why she did that? But her appearance makes the zombie's mind a mess, and those terrifying flowers have been flying in front of its eyes, spinning and chasing it, and can't drive it away...

It seems to think that it has done something terrible and irreversible and doesn't understand how it can feel that way.

"Wow...wow..." The howl of the zombie shook the head of a monster in the treetops in the forest. It didn't understand why it saw zombies in broad daylight, but it wisely didn't alarm it. This looks like crazy. guy.

The zombie knows the sun is out, it doesn't hide and walks forward, the sun shines through the fog, it's like a fire, and the sun is strong enough to kill a zombie It was still walking forward, although its pace became very slow because it was hurt by the sun, but it didn't want to stop, something was chasing it deep in its heart, so it had to escape.

Its skin sizzles and begins to melt in the sun.

"Ugh..." It raised his head and roared, the contradiction in his heart completely overwhelmed his survival instinct. It stood up straight towards the sun towards the sky and stretched out its right hand that couldn't be opened. It felt that something in the hand could give him an answer. It wanted to see what it was, so if the sun melted the hand, it would can be seen.

It had early smoke from its body, but it didn't move, let the sun drenched high and held its right hand as a fist, and raised its right hand above its head. One hand is still intact, which means that the scar of the zombie extends from the body to the arm and then to the fist. The more it goes up, the slighter it becomes. Looking at the sun, its hand and half of the arm are not stretched out and not hurt by the sun, but it is faintly tinged with blood. It's like a human arm.

"Ah..." The zombie clenched its fingers in pain. There was a light click in its palm as if something had broken and it fell down ready to die. The moment it fell down, its right hand finally opened. In the meantime, countless powders flying in the sunlight gave off colorful rays of light, falling on its body and slowly disappearing into its skin.

The person who gave this jade pendant promised that he did not believe that the title of "Ancient Artifact" was the only thing he could give Qin Suqiu's love, whether it was true or false. But for Qin Suqiu, she doesn't care if it is something precious or not, she keeps it wholeheartedly, even if it is a painting. But it was this jade pendant that Qin Suqiu held tightly in her hand before she died, which protected her corpse from rotting, and even after making the corpse a zombie, she still retained a trace of Qin Suqiu's consciousness.

The jade pendant, now turned into powder, enters the zombie's body with the sunlight and uses all of its divine power to repair the body. It was originally created to protect the human body and increase the mana of human beings. After entering a zombie body transformed from a human corpse, what it has to do is to make this body live-live like a human being. Therefore, its divine power slowly counteracts the things that belong to zombies in order to restore the body to be human-like and preserve human sanity. When the power of the jade pendant disappears, what remains on the ground is a monster that is not human-like and zombie-like.

"Why am I not human! Why am I not human!" It woke up screaming "human" to the sky and the mountains. The consciousness and cannibal zombie instinct made it extremely painful. After the woodcutter easily subdued the opponent, it finally couldn't bite down and turned to escape into the mountains again.

For the first time in a mountain stream it looked at its reflection in the water.

"The girl's head is messed up. Yin'er helps the girl comb her hair..."

It frowned because of its disheveled appearance and sat by the water and combed its head with its fingers.

"The girl is so beautiful."

"The girl's heart is so good that even an ant is reluctant to step on one to death. You must be born by a Bodhisattva. If the girl wants to be a Bodhisattva in the future, she will hold a bottle for her."

"Yin'er will follow the girl all her life."

"Girl..."

"Girl..."

The body of the zombie fell into the mountain stream. It slapped the water and shouted: "Stop screaming, stop screaming! I'm not human, I'm not human!" But the voice in his head will not disappear anyway After torturing it over and over again, it finally fell on the shore and started crying like a human being. A mountain charmer was thinking of drinking water by the water. When I saw it, I shrugged and walked around. It's scary to cry over zombies.

"Why am I not human...why..." The mournful roar spread far away with the wind.

Xuanji took a peek at Master Lingyun, and was relieved when he saw that he was not angry.

Actually, Master is a very good-tempered person, and it can be said that he is a bit too good-natured, but Xuanji is still apprehensive. Since he is smart this time, he also understands in his heart that he has made a big mistake. Second, what he has committed is what Master doesn't care about. It's usually a mistake. Xuanji honestly knelt down and glanced at the master from the corner of his eyes, and he was uneasy.

Lingyun sighed a few times and didn't know what to say. This apprentice was so happy to see his injury and distressed, and finally sighed and said, "Oh, you child, you have already said that you should not be impatient when you are in trouble, but you just can't listen to it. Your injury doesn't matter, right?" He pulled Xuanji up to examine the injuries on his arm and left chest.

"Master, I know I'm wrong." Xuanji whispered.

"You kid...it's good to know." Lingyun wanted to say a few more words to him, but he didn't know what to say for a while, and he felt bad for his serious injury, so he re-applied medicine and bandaged once, and said, "Go and rest first. Just remember to take your medicine."

Xuanji walked out a little frustrated. He knew that he had let the master down. Instead of doing this, he would rather the master blame himself. He sighed at the overlapping mountains.

Xuantong Temple is located in the deep mountains. This Taoist temple covers a large area and has a magnificent building with a history of more than 400 years. It's just that now, except for the halls dedicated to the statues and a side room where the two masters and apprentices live, there are spider silk, dust, broken lattices, old windows, broken walls, and bald courtyards. There are only two Taoist priests, Lingyun and Xuanji, one teacher and one apprentice.

Master Lingyun is the host of this Taoist temple and the head of Xuantong Temple. He was tall and thin in his early fifties, with dark, yellow, and sparse beards, and no one could tell from his appearance that he was actually a master of the world. Daoist Lingyun has strong mana, but he is dull and not good at dealing with people, so he has always been unknown, and he also lacks the ability to manage affairs. The three words "Xuantongguan" were gradually made known to the world only by the activity of his apprentice Xuanji. As for the existence of his master, no one except his apprentice knew.

Master Lingyun's apprentice, Xuanji, is twenty-three years old and five-view, firm and slender. He is a young man with great spirit. Apart from practicing, he is very active and quiet. past the master. Many people who knew him felt pity for him and felt that his talent was buried in such a sect. But Xuanji himself fully understands that his way of doing things is not as good as one-tenth of his master. He still has a lot to learn from him. It is his luck to have such a master.

Twenty years ago, Xuanji's parents, who were born to a farmer at the foot of the mountain, both died of the disease one spring. Because his uncle was poor and sick and he had several children, he couldn't afford to raise him any longer, so he hardened his heart and abandoned him at the foot of the mountain. The first memory of Xuanji's life was that the gloomy wind that started from the terrifying picture of the mountain forest in the dark night sent bursts of beast roars to his ears and also sent his intermittent cries out. When he heard the noise in the long grass, he wiped the tears from his eyes in panic, and what appeared was not a beast who just took him as a snack, but a pair of warm hands. The other awkwardly picked him up and took it off. His robe was wrapped around him.

Since that night, Xuantongguan has had its second Taoist priest in ten years.

"Master."

Xuanji clutched his aching arm and returned to his room. As soon as he entered the door, he saw the medicinal herbs and hot soup on the table. Knowing that these were all specially prepared by Master for him, his heart became even more hot. Lingyun is a taciturn person and is extremely poor at communicating with others, even to his own apprentices. However, his concern for Xuanji is shown in his daily actions. Xuanji always regards Master as a father in his heart. The more he felt ashamed of his master, and this incident was also torturing his own conscience.

Xuanji held his head in his hands and felt annoyed that he once again took over all his emotions.

Xuanji went down the mountain this time just to visit a friend. On the way back, he met a young man Xuanji who was bewitched by a monster and wanted to get rid of the monster.

Xuanji still thinks of that chaotic night: in order not to hurt innocent people that night, Xuanji led the monster away from the man and fought with her in the suburbs. After dozens of rounds, Xuanji believed in himself. The victory was about to be won. At this time, the man who was bewitched by the monster hurried over to start Xuanji, thinking that he was here to help him deal with the monster. Who knew that the man came close and stabbed Xuanji with a sword.

The next thing was completely out of control. Xuan Ji was stabbed a few times by the man without precaution, but he still got rid of the banshee when he turned his head and wanted to check for the man to see what spell control the banshee was for When he was no longer attacking him, he stared at Xuanji, left a vicious curse, and then slashed himself beside the corpse of the banshee that had transformed into a prototype.

Xuanji has always made it his mission to exterminate demons and save people and save the world. He can't bear to have a human commit suicide in front of him for his actions.

Why did he want to die? When the demon girl died, his confusion should have been lifted, and he also saw the snake corpse. Xuanji couldn't figure out why he had saved him from the monster, why he looked at him with hateful eyes to follow the monster that bewitched him.

Although Xuanji had just experienced a long journey and was injured, he tossed and turned on the bed and couldn't fall asleep.

At the same time, Daoist Lingyun couldn't sleep. He was thinking about something mysterious.

Xuanji, talent, intelligence, savvy, savvy, savvy, and quick response... In short, he is much stronger than himself as a master in every aspect. If he is not his apprentice but joins those famous sects, his future must be limitless. But I don't know why Lingyun felt that he had told Xuanji a little bit less, and there was a reason why Xuanji could not understand - after this incident, Lingyun's thoughts became more intense, but what was it? He knocked on the door and sighed, but he couldn't remember. He knows that his talent is limited and his brain has been slow since he was a child. I hope that this will not delay this child.

In the blink of an eye, a few days passed. My body was hurt and most of my mood improved. Daoist Lingyun didn't know how to enlighten or comfort people, so I kept telling him to do some chores so that he would stop thinking about it all the time. Early this morning, the master and the apprentice went up the mountain to collect herbs with a basket on their backs.

Although Lingyun Daochang Lian's first-hand good elixir is not an elixir of resurrection, it can cure ordinary diseases. The small village at the foot of the mountain is a poor place. Some people have no money to ask a doctor for treatment when they get sick. I don’t know when Lingyun has become a dedicated doctor in the village. Not only does it provide free diagnosis and treatment, but also regularly goes to the village to give out daily spare medicines to the villagers. Every household collects it and goes up to the mountains to collect herbs from time to time, which has become the daily homework of the master and the apprentice.

Xuanji grew up on this mountain since he was a child. He is very familiar with every stone and every tree in the mountain. He thought about the medicinal materials that Master needs and walked straight to the back mountain, but Lingyun fell behind him. Behind the mountain of Xuantong Temple, there is a waterfall cascading down from the mountain, rushing out of a deep pool under the cliff, and there are many rare herbs growing around the pool. But after all, when he was young, he stubbornly dropped his work and jumped into the water to catch fish with a basket. Although a Taoist priest was also a monk, Xuanji occasionally grilled fish, birds, and hares. The master never reprimanded him. Maybe Xuantongguan doesn't have such a rule that you are not allowed to eat meat? Xuanji sometimes thinks so because although he heard that there are seventy-seven gate rules in Xuantong Guan, the master stammered and never recited them all to him.

"One!"

"Another one!"

Xuanji was happily playing in the water, not only throwing his unpleasant mood out of Jiuxiaoyun, but also forgetting the purpose of going out this time. Lingyun looked at him with a smile and shook his head. He went to collect herbs.

A long flute sounded in the forest.

"Master." As soon as Xuanji heard the sound of the flute, he immediately thought it was a good flute played by Master Lingyun, who was playing a good flute. Xuanji, which had no musical elements, never learned from him. There are only a few woodcutters in this forest, except for their master and apprentice, who can play the flute here other than the master? Xuanji was thinking about this when he looked up, but saw Lingyun sitting by the water while sorting out the herbs in the basket while smiling. He heard that it wasn't Master Xuanji. Hearing the melodious and melodious sound of the flute, he couldn't help but listen to it and became interested in the player. I don't know when such a person came to this mountain?

The sound of the flute is approaching, and it seems that the player is walking towards this side. Xuan Ji climbed from the water to the shore and twisted the water. He didn't want others to see him in such a mess. When he bowed his head and stood respectfully behind his master, showing the appearance of a good apprentice, the man who played the flute had turned the foot of the mountain and appeared by the pool.

It was a young woman, walking like no one else. She was holding a bamboo flute in her hand. The bamboo flute is an old thing. The body of the flute has been touched. That flute was clearly something Master used to use—that jade pendant was given to Master outside the gate by herself, how could it be in her hands?

Xuanji's attention began to focus on the flute, and he was surprised when he could see the "man" holding the flute.

She has a beautiful face and a long black shawl behind her shoulders. At first glance, she is a completely human beauty, but her fair skin and red eyes show the fact that she is not human. She was wearing a smock that was so worn that some parts of her skin were exposed, she walked barefoot to the water pool step by step, as if she hadn't seen Master Lingyun and the two of them.

"Zombie!" Xuanji gritted her teeth and clenched her fists to spit out these two words from the gap between her teeth. How deep is the way she can walk in broad daylight? How many people does it take for a zombie to cultivate to this level! Angrily, Xuanji stretched out his hand to his back to draw his wooden sword, but after a moment of exhaustion, he remembered that when he went out today to carry the bamboo basket, he detached the sword and threw it on the wall. This zombie didn't put their master and apprentice in their eyes at all. It was obvious that the mana was powerful and empty-handed. Maybe it wasn't her opponent. Xuanji looked around and saw the sword hanging on the waist of the master. Xin Yixi stretched out his hand to the master's waist.

"Pop."

Daoist Lingyun slapped Xuanji's hand away and gave him a blank look: "I already said that the sword handed down by your ancestors will only be given to you after I die."

"Master..." Xuanji pointed at the zombie to show him that Master didn't want him to deal with the zombie with his bare hands.

"You said she, she's been here for a while—she was there the day after the last time you went out."

"Master, she's a zombie! And she's not afraid of the sun after cultivating! And isn't that your flute?"

"Ha ha, the last time I came here to collect herbs, I accidentally threw the flute by the water, and she picked it up. This beast is elegant and she plays better than me."

"Master!" Xuanji scratched his head anxiously when he saw that the zombie had reached less than ten steps away, "I'll get rid of her!"

"What are you doing to get rid of people when you have nothing to do?" Daoist Lingyun is puzzled. "It doesn't matter if she lives here!"

"Master, she is a monster, she..." Xuanji stared at the zombies that were still approaching step by step and pulled up a pose, but she did not dare to shoot at will without Master's instructions. Seeing that the zombie has come to the front, even the mysterious expression on her face can be clearly seen now. She is still holding the flute and playing with her eyes, watching the footsteps step by step without taking a glance at the mystery.

Daoist Lingyun pulled Xuanji from behind, took Xuanji back half a step, and the zombie walked straight past where he stood just now. Xuanji stared at her back, her nervous emotions still couldn't relax, and she still played the flute and walked towards the pool, but she suddenly stopped playing and stopped, and the figure stood still and motionless.

Regardless of whether Master agreed or not, Xuanji pulled out Daoist Lingyun's sword and showed it in a stance, waiting for the zombies to attack.

The zombie didn't look back.

She kept staring at her feet and seemed to be thinking hard about something. After a while, she bent down and took out the few fish that Xuanji had put in the bamboo basket and gently put them back into the water.

"Hey, that's what I caught and baked!" Xuanji exclaimed.

The zombie didn't seem to hear him. She walked to the water and sat on a rock. She took out a comb from her body and began to comb it against the water. After a while, she watched her reflection in the water fall in a daze. Tears made small ripples on the water.

"Master, she..." Xuanji was completely confused by the zombie's strange behavior.

"Hehe, she has always been like this and can't see anyone in her eyes - if you don't believe me, try shaking your hand in front of her to see her without blinking." Daoist Lingyun stood up with a smile and retrieved the ancestral sword from his apprentice. Looking at the smile at his waist, Xuan Ji had no doubt that he had indeed done that.

"Then she's always here?" Xuanji asked.

"Yeah, she has lived by this pool since she came and never walked far." Daoist Lingyun tidyed up the bamboo basket and put the medicine on his back. He was about to go home.

"Master she..."

"Never mind her she'll take care of herself."

"No! Master, she's a monster!" Xuanji was angry and anxious and couldn't understand how Master could endure a zombie wandering around Guan.

"Let her go if she doesn't kill." Daoist Lingyun said it easily. But he also wondered in his heart that he had followed this zombie and observed her for four days and nights, and found that she did not bleed and did not understand how she maintained her life. Looking at her Taoism, she should not be able to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to survive, but She didn't look haggard. Daoist Lingyun shook his head in confusion, there were so many things in this world that he didn't know.

Xuanji followed the master away and looked back uneasy while walking. Having a zombie haunt near Xuantong Temple not only made him uneasy, but also made him feel it was an insult.

Behind their master and apprentice, the zombies sang a song and the melancholy song startled countless birds...

After the zombie walked under the tree, Xuanji jumped down from the tree. He was about to follow up. A bird flew into his hand from the air and turned into a piece of talisman paper with four characters written by Daoist Lingyun: "Come back for dinner!" Xuanji patted the dust on his body and glanced at the zombie's back unwillingly, and walked back.

He has been following this zombie every day for five days, but not only did he find nothing wrong, but he felt more and more strange about her behavior. Once Xuanji saw her snatching a hare from a wolf's mouth with his own eyes, he thought She wanted to **** the blood of the hare, but she just held the **** rabbit in her arms until it died. She held it like that for a day and a night, and finally realized that the rabbit was dead, so she reluctantly dug a hole and buried it. If she hadn't used her ten fingers to dig the soil and used the shovel, she would have almost suspected that she was not a zombie but a sentimental lady. .

What's more important is that this zombie is absolutely "defiant" - her eyes are not blind, she can see everything, but she just can't see people swaggering around in front of Xuanji and once even stepping on his feet Going over and completely turning a blind eye made Xuanji go crazy.

Another rune bird flew to Daoist Lingyun and wrote three big characters: "The rice is cold!"

Xuanji quickened his pace and ran back.

"These vegetables are sent from the village below and are not the same as those grown in our temple. How about trying them?"

"Yummy."

"These eggs are double-yolked eggs from the village auntie."

"Yummy."

"Mystery..."

"It's Master."

"You're eating chopsticks."

Xuanji suddenly looked up from the dining table and realized that he was indeed nibbling on chopsticks.

"You kid, you've been thinking about that zombie all day, right?" Daoist Lingyun shook his head and sighed To get rid of her, Lingyun is not complaining about the apprentice coming back but not doing anything like farming, cleaning, washing, cooking, etc. All the chores are left to him. The master is not complaining about serving the apprentice - anyway, he serves the apprentice. It's been more than 20 years, but I just can't watch him go and don't practice or do homework, just run around the mountains behind a girl zombie.

"She's a zombie, I don't believe she doesn't hurt anyone!" Xuanji took a big bite of the steamed bun bitterly.

"You child is expecting zombies to hurt people!" Lingyun reprimanded: "You are not allowed to go in the afternoon. Today is your uncle's 50th birthday. I have prepared a birthday gift for you to go down the mountain to pay your uncle's birthday."

"Master..." Xuanji frowned, "I..."

"What am I? He's your uncle!"

"He even threw me to feed the wolves with his own hands!" Xuanji really didn't want to come to the house with this family. Daoist Lingyun pushed aside the bowls and chopsticks early and walked out without listening to his complaints. "Ah..." Xuanji sighed and threw the steamed buns on the table.

"Master, help! Master! Save people! Master..." Xuanji's mournful cry spread far and wide at night before he could walk up the hillside. Daoist Lingyun was already dragging with the medicine box he used in the morning. The shoes dashed down to meet him in the coat. "Master, my uncle, he... my uncle, he... hurry up and save people!" Xuanji carried a man on his back and ran up the mountain with his left and right arms in his arms.

"What's wrong with this? What's wrong with this..." Daoist Lingyun saw those **** people and then stammered at the **** mystery and could only say such a sentence.

"Master, I'm not hurt, you save my uncle!" Xuanji almost cried out. Because he was abandoned since he was a child, of course, he was not very close to his uncle. Not only could he not be able to share the same family and happiness as other families, but he always had trouble in his heart. When his uncle found out that he was adopted by Xuantongguan, he would send some food and vegetables to the mountain every ten days and a half months. The people who were rescued when he went down the mountain to eliminate demons often gave him generous thank you. These Daoist Lingyun always send him to his uncle's house to communicate with each other frequently. Uncles and aunts are also very affectionate with Xuanji. The cousins ​​just regard Xuanji as an idol, but Xuanji is not a family member to his uncle's family. In his consciousness, his relatives are only the master.

Today, I went to pray for my uncle's birthday. Xuanji went out under the urging of master again and again. He carried gifts and dawdled around the mountain until the second watch. It was estimated that the banquet was about to disperse. return.

As soon as Xuanji walked to the mountainside, he heard a scream for help. He dropped his gift and drew his sword and rushed down the mountain, only to see the three people lying on the ground **** and the shadow that attacked them was swept away.

"Uncle! Two cousins!" Xuanji saw the three injured and helped them up to check before going after the murderer. The most seriously injured by the three is Xuanji's uncle. His two cousins ​​are also bruised, but under the protection of his father's desperate efforts, he was not fatally injured. The blood dripping from the eye socket, even if the life is saved, the eye is probably blind. Xuanji carried his uncle and two cousins ​​on his back and ran up the mountain with his own medical skills. Usually, only the master can help at such times.

While running, Xuanji listened to the two cousins' intermittent remarks. It turned out that the birthday banquet under the mountain had been held for a long time, but Xuanji had not arrived. After going to the banquet, he felt that this was not very respectful to Daoist Lingyun, so he personally supported the cane up the mountain. In fact, he still has a concern in his heart that Xuanji has a pimple towards him in his heart. He is afraid that Xuanji will not come on purpose. Although he was forced by poverty, he abandoned this nephew for a while, but he soon found out that he went up the mountain to look for him that night. He couldn't find him in every possible way. He thought that he had been eaten by wild animals. Tell that the child has been taken in. Since then, the uncle and nephew have no longer been able to get along with each other. Over the years, Xuanji has earned a lot of money by collecting demons outside, and he has given all the money to his own family. He also lives a well-off life on this basis, but he knows that this is due to the instructions of Daoist Lingyun, not Xuanji himself. original intention. The estrangement between myself and my nephew seems to be difficult to resolve... Sigh, I am not too young to meet the big brother and sister-in-law underground in a few years.

As he thought about it, he walked up the mountain with his two sons. Suddenly, a dark shadow jumped down from the tree and asked, "Are you relatives of Taoist priests?" They attacked each other without waiting for them to answer. Xuanji's uncle desperately wanted to protect his son from being injured by the other party. The murderer disappeared with a sneer when Xuanji arrived, and his uncle kept shouting in a semi-conscious state: "Go to Xuanji, he is a celestial master! He can subdue any monster. !”

Blood is thicker than water Xuanji listened to his uncle muttering on his back and the tears suddenly fell. He shouted to the master for help and ran up the mountain.

Xuanji knelt down beside Master and watched him put the medicine pill into his uncle's mouth and checked his wounds. He clenched his fists nervously until Lingyun Daochang nodded and showed a smile before he was relieved.

"The life is not a serious problem, but the right eye can't be saved and the left leg can't walk without a cane." Daoist Lingyun said his diagnosis "First, help them to the temple and slowly Let's talk."

Xuanji watched his uncle and two cousins ​​fall into a drowsy state before they came out and sat opposite the master, clenching fists with murderous expressions on their faces.

"Is it the enemy you formed outside?" Daoist Lingyun asked.

"I don't know...but he came after me. Why don't you dare to come to me directly! I won't let him go!" Xuanji said, the more he hated the "Gege" sound that clenched his teeth.

Daoist Lingyun stopped talking and lowered his head to think about what the monsters would do. There must be a mystery. Many monsters who have been killed in Xiangnian will have their relatives and friends come to seek revenge, which is also the meaning of the title. The stance is so obvious that he inquired about Xuanji's life and deliberately made a move to their relatives first. "Oops! Xuanji, let's go to the village below!" Daoda Lingyun shouted and jumped up.

Daoist Lingyun and Xuanji hurried out to view and just walked to the hillside when they saw the firelight at the foot of the mountain from the tree gap, which was the direction of the village. Dao Lingyun raised his sword and unsheathed it. He jumped on the sword and went straight to the bottom of the mountain. He didn't know how to control the sword, so he ran wildly behind him.

It took the villagers an hour to put out the fire with the help of Lingyun master and apprentice. Although no one was injured, dozens of houses were reduced to ashes, and other livestock and property losses were countless. After the fire was extinguished The village was crying.

Daoist Lingyun and Xuanji checked that the fire really started from Xuanji's uncle's house and spread to the whole village.

Daoist Lingyun was busy healing Xuanji for the villagers. He stood beside him and watched the rubble of a village grit his teeth. Suddenly a thought came to him. He clenched his fists and muttered to himself: "Either you die or I die and wait. Let's go!" He quietly walked into the forest while his master was busy.

"Wait for the zombies." Xuanji quietly returned to the Guanli, took out his usual demon-suppressing sword, took more than a dozen charms, and put on the robes he wore when exorcising demons and walked out. He didn't remember what monster he had offended recently. If there was one, it would be the zombie. Looking at the fire that spread to the whole village in an instant, it was very similar to the actions of zombies. I've been pretending to be peaceful, and now my fox's tail is finally showing! Xuanji thought angrily and walked quickly to the pool where zombies used to go.

What is the zombie sitting by the pool staring blankly at its shadow in the moonlight? Is a man? Or a zombie? She stretched her hand into the water in confusion, trying to touch the shadow's face, and the shadow disappeared into the swaying water.

She withdraws her hand and waits quietly for the shadow to return.

She sat there patiently, repeating the same movements all night, pondering one question in her mind: Who was she? what is it? She thought she knew the answer, but she couldn't remember it anyway.

"Am I human?" she asked the shadow in the water. A gust of wind ruffled the shadow again.

"I'm not human? Why am I not human?" she muttered.

It's just that no one will answer her and she just gets up like that.

Xuanji stood in front of the zombie with the sword pointed at her throat but she still stared at her own shadow in the water without batting an eye.

"The evildoer die!" Xuanji thought of his uncle's injury and the tears of the villagers, and stabbed the zombie with his sword. The zombie sat still, neither dodging nor resisting. Xuanji frowned when the sword was about to be inserted into her throat. He pressed the sword with his wrist and deflected it, only stabbing the zombie's shoulder.

"Why not.

There was a sharp pain in the shoulder of the zombie and she almost fell into the pool with a low cry. She was surprised to find that the wound on her shoulder did not bleed but stimulated her nerves in bursts of pain. What's wrong? She stared blankly at Xuanji, who was holding the sword in front of her three steps, but she couldn't see that she was just covering her wound and looked at a loss.

Since that foggy night, her heart seemed to be enveloped by a thick layer of fog. Not only could she no longer remember the difference between what is human and what is zombie, she can no longer "see" humans "can't see" "It's a monster, she just wandered all the way through the mountains and human villages and towns without seeing. Fortunately, she can walk in the sun in the daytime, so that people who see her will not be attacked by people only when she is a lunatic and denied her identity as a zombie. In the end, I wandered all the way to this mountain. She inadvertently saw her own reflection in the pool, and the doubts in her heart reborn, while in her mind for people? Zombies? people? Zombies? The entangled side of such a problem stopped at the side of this pool. Even though she "can't see" people, she certainly doesn't know that there is a Taoist temple not far from here, and there are two Taoist priests with powerful mana who exist as natural enemies of monsters.

Daoist Lingyun was startled when he found the zombie at first. He wanted to get rid of her immediately, but the zombie picked up the flute he put on the ground as if he hadn't seen him. He played and listened to her flute. After the sound, Daoist Lingyun extinguished the murderous intention and then observed for a few days. After he confirmed his view of the harmlessness of this zombie, he gave up the plan to get rid of her and let her stay here.

The zombies themselves don't know anything and live every day in a daze. It was not until Xuanji's sword that she became somewhat aware of the world around her, clutching her wounds and spinning around in panic.

Xuanji saw that the zombie turned his back and turned his back to himself, even more angry in his heart, and slashed at her with a sword in the head, seeing that she still did not resist, and at the last moment, he deflected the sword and hit her elbow.

The zombie suddenly sat down on the ground with wide eyes and looked around. The pain forced her to search for what was hurting her. Finally, she vaguely saw the shadow of a sword.

Xuanji looked at her and took a few steps back. This zombie's daze doesn't seem to be pretending, and why did she pretend to be at the juncture of life and death just now? Xuanji recalled the shadow that hurt his uncle that he saw in a flash. The guy was very agile, but the behavior of the zombie in front of him was not only inflexible, but he almost tripped over his own clothes when he turned around, which is simply clumsy.

"Isn't it her?" Xuanji questioned his judgment.

The zombie finally stood up and hesitantly looked at the sword in front of him and vaguely remembered that it was a wooden sword used by human Taoist priests to kill demons.

A monster? Humanity?

The zombie muttered to herself as she watched her wound open but no blood came out. "Monster... Monster..." She backed away in panic, shaking her head with her hands, and finally let out a howl: "Why am I not a person? Why?"

Xuanji frowned. The zombie's behavior completely confused him.

"Why am I not a human being! Why am I not a human being!" The zombie repeatedly howled with his hands and his head ramming the surrounding trees at random. At this time, the characteristics of the zombie's infinite power were also displayed, and it was only a few times as thick as an arm. The small tree was snapped off by her hand and then she hit a big tree with her head.

"She's crazy..." Although Xuanji didn't know if youkai could also be crazy, the zombie in front of her was indeed crazy.

When Xuanji's spirit was all concentrated on the zombie, a black shadow silently passed over the tree and slammed down towards him.

Xuanji rolls on the spot when he hears the wind behind his ears, dodging the horizontal sword blow, staring at the shadow jumping back and forth in the woods, looking at the agile figure, he understands that this is the one who attacked his uncle and set the village on fire guy. His eyes followed the other party for a while, although the other party's movements were as fast as lightning, he could gradually see the other party's appearance. A snake-like body had four wings and three feet. Using the power of its claws and wings, the body was bowing and bowing in the woods. In the middle of the shuttle, it had six sparkling eyes growing on its face, and it was also watching Xuanji looking for his neutral attack.

"Acid and?" Xuanji clenched his sword. He didn't remember when he had gotten into such a difficult monster, but as long as it was a monster, it was all the same, not to mention it wounded his uncle and burned the village, "Kill!" Xuanji spat out a word.

Acid and not only move fast, but also spread a kind of terrifying power in the forest with mystery as the center. It is this kind of monster-specific power that can easily make creatures, especially humans, against Everything around was terrifying. As a cultivator, Xuanji would of course not be easily disturbed by its power, but he had to concentrate on fighting.

"Why!" The zombie next to him can't see either the human Taoist priest or the sour and still howling because of her own inner pain. She raised her hand and pushed it to a tree and let out a long roar. The zombie itself The demonic aura spread out, but the strength of the acid and the power was diluted a lot.

Xuanji saw the opportunity and stabbed the acid and stabbed the acid and the body very quickly. He raised his wings and swept away a few meters, but Xuanji was not slow to catch up on the trunk at all. Acid and turn around, swept their wings and swept their mysterious footsteps, hooked on the branch, and hung upside down, dodging the striker, and threw a spell at Acid and shot the acid and plunge spell, hitting the tree and burst into a ball blue fire.

Xuanji jumped down from the tree and stood opposite Suan Yu and said coldly: "The evildoer actually ran to Xuantongguan to find death! Today, the poor way has fulfilled you!"

"Hmph who lives and who dies is uncertain!" Suan Yu's voice was full of hatred, "Niubi today I want you to pay for Qianqian's life!" Its body was transformed into the hands of a young woman on the ground Holding a pair of swords, he opened the frame towards Xuanji.

Who is Qian Qian? Xuanji didn't know, but most of it was just some kind of monster. He lazily asked what was in his mouth to push the spell to acid and attack at the same time. Acid and also, he was chanting the curse in his mouth and dancing with his sword in his hand, rushed up to fight with Xuanji. With their swordsmanship and magic, the flying sand, rocks, trees, grass, and grass all around were smashed. The birds and beasts nearby had already escaped cleanly. Only the zombie was still there and let out a few roars from time to time.

Xuanji has traveled the world in the past few years and has experienced many battles, but she seldom encounters such an opponent. Not only is she powerful, her swordsmanship is also cunning and weird, completely out of the scope of Xuanji's original experience. When she came up, Xuanji was attacked by her. He was in a hurry, but gradually calmed down, Xuan Ji stabilized his position and grasped the pulse of the opponent's swordsmanship. After that, he slowly attacked more and defended less to gain the upper hand.

"No wonder Qianqian will die in your hands, I won't give up if I don't take revenge for her today!" Suan and Xian swore to think of the tragic death of their friend, which added strength.

"I don't care what Qianqian you are talking about. You're damned if you hurt my uncle and burn the village down! Next year will be your day of sacrifice!" Xuanji couldn't help but kill his uncle when he remembered that his uncle was dying of blood.

"Don't you deserve to die for killing Qianqian and his wife!" Sour Yu talked about his good sister with a sour nose, "and even their unborn child, what a ruthless method!"

"Which evildoer shouldn't die!" After the mystery of his uncle, he is even more convinced of his own opinion.

"Qianqian's husband is a human being, you won't let it go!"

"Human?" Xuanji suddenly remembered that that day the young swordsman called the snake demon that way: "Qianqian..." It turned out that this sourness came for that matter. There is no guilt in killing the monster, Xuanji cares more about whether she is pregnant (youkai's children will be different when they grow up!) But the swordsman is human, but Xuanji committed suicide because of that incident. Recently, Xuanji has been concerned about this matter. Although I don't know why that swordsman committed suicide, but I didn't kill Boren Boren died because of me... Thinking of this, his movements slowed down.

"Remember! You executioner! Pay my friend's life!" Suan Yu rushed up with another wave of attack.

"Even if I was at fault, it wasn't my fault that I killed the monster!" Xuanji immediately shook off the annoyance in his heart and started fighting back.

The wind they brought up was getting more and more urgent, and even the zombie noticed something was wrong and looked around at her blankly. There were still no two fighters in his eyes, but he clearly saw two groups of mana and sword energy colliding with each other. This scene, which she had never seen before, caught her full attention.

"Killing a family of three without any guilt is not enough to stab you with a thousand cuts is not enough to quench the hatred in my heart!"

"Slaying demons and eliminating demons is a matter of my generation, why do I feel guilty!"

Mysterious and Sour and still talking to each other while fighting.

"What the **** did Qianqian do!"

"She confuses human men!"

"Haha confused! They are the parents who are dignified and upright, and the words of the match are made!" The acid and anger called Qianqian's parents why she wanted to marry a human being. Even her good friend can't figure out why.

"Then...then so..." Xuanji felt nine points of disbelief, but also one point of reasoning. And...the swordsman's last eyes were filled with hatred and curses. Those were not the eyes that were bewitched by monsters, but the hatred that only came after someone killed his wife and children... Xuanji thought of this, his body trembled, and he didn't mind. It's just a matter of implicated in human suicide and now...

A stroke of acid and sword flew out of Xuanji's hand with a soft sound.

"Suffer to death!" Suan and Huo scolded him again and again to attack Xuanji with his bare hands and her kung fu was already between Bo Zhong, now he lost his weapon and was at a disadvantage, he dodged in embarrassment and used the spell he was carrying to counterattack .

A few splashes of blood were swept away by the sword wind and smeared on the face of the zombie next to him. She touched her face with her hands and looked at the red liquid on her snow-white fingers.

"Blood..."

"This is blood..."

She muttered to herself and involuntarily put her fingers in her mouth and sucked it up. The smell of blood and the faint mana in the mage's blood instantly filled her nerves. The fiery red in her eyes covered the black pupils.

"Blood blood!" Her body's thirst for food took over her thoughts as she roared in a low voice, looking around for the source of the blood.

Xuanji threw the last talisman and rolled on the spot before he avoided the blow of the acid and now the situation has taken a turn for the worse. He has more than a dozen large and small wounds on his body. .

A low roar came from the side, Mysterious Bai quickly glanced at him and saw that the zombie was staring at him with his hands like hooks on his chest, and he looked like he would pounce at any time.

"It's over!" Xuanji regretted for a while why he didn't let this zombie die. Now if he was attacked by these two monsters at the same time, it would be difficult for him to save his life.

The zombies have not attacked.

When her eyes finally "see" the people and monsters that are currently fighting, her first thought was to pounce on the human being. It was delicious food, especially the smell of blood flowing from him. The saliva was almost dripping down. But another voice in her head stopped her: it was a human, a human.

Human food...

Humans are not food...

Human...

Zombie stared at Xuanji repeatedly, with two different thoughts rising and falling in his heart.

The two swords stabbed Xuanji in the shoulder and the other in the stomach. When he retreated, another sword caught up and hit his calf. Xuanji fell to the ground and took a step forward with a sneer, "Come for your life!" The two swords slashed towards Xuanji. Xuanji closed his eyes and waited for the fatal blow.

The roar of the zombies broke the void in Xuanji's heart before he died. When he opened his eyes, not only Sour Yu's sword did not fall on the body of the zombie's claws, nor did the zombie and Sour Yu already fight together.

Sour, angry, and anxious. Although she has seen this zombie a long time ago, she doesn't take this kind of low-level youkai seriously at all, and as a monster zombie, even if she wants to shoot, she won't stand on the side of humans, right? In her heart, she thought that the zombie, who had just been injured by Xuanji, stayed by the side to watch the battle to find a chance to take revenge on Xuanji or wait for the battle to end to eat the flesh of the loser. She never thought that the zombie would be the key to victory soon Always start with yourself.

The zombie's arm was stabbed with a sword and let out a howl of pain. Her original hesitation was overshadowed by the word "saving people" at the moment when Xuanji was about to be killed. Almost without thinking, she pounced on Sour Yu and pushed her sword away in the nick of time. "You can't let monsters kill you!" There was only one thought in Zombie's heart now.

Compared to the swordsmanship and the battle-hardened acid, the attack of the zombies can be described as slow, but the powerful mana contained in her every move surprises the acid. This is not the power that a zombie should have. This mana should not even belong to a monster. It is more like the mana of human monks. In the battle of the gods, he had to act as a last resort. I am afraid that he himself could not have imagined that one of them would not come in handy at that time, and it was passed down from generation to generation among human beings and finally became a zombie.

The power of the gods protected the zombies from acid and stab after stab wounds to the flesh, but the pain still made her roar and wave her hands in random attacks.

"No..." Xuanji clutched her wound and forced herself to stand up against the tree. He had already seen that in terms of strength, zombies are far better than acid and succulents, but not only is she clumsy, she can't even do any magic, and she can't go on like this. Xuan Ji, who was always going to be defeated by acid and hands, took a deep breath and dragged his injured leg towards the sword he had dropped in the grass.

"Ow..." The zombie didn't hit the opponent with one claw, but was kicked in the back by the opponent, fell to the ground, and was struck by a sword. Acid and flutter.

This fight seems to be sour and has the absolute upper hand. In fact, she is also secretly complaining in her heart that the protection formed by the zombie's mana around her body prevents her from being able to give the opponent a heavy blow. What is even more terrible is that this mana is now being angered The emotional impact of the zombies is expanding outward, which means it's hard to give up the fight.

"It's also a monster, why do you want to help humans! That Taoist priest just hurt you, didn't you? I just want to kill him and won't compete with you for food!" Sour and began to understand the zombies with affection and reason .

"Ouch..." Zombie didn't hear a word.

"Are you crazy? As a monster, you actually help humans!" Sour Yu screamed, pulling his neck.

The zombie responded with another punch.

"Are you a monster in the end!" Sour and hate this monster's "relative" behavior.

This time the zombie reacted, she stared at Suan Yu blankly and asked: "What am I?"

"You're a zombie! You're a monster! What do you think you are! You can't be a human!" Sour and angrily shouted.

"I'm... a monster..." The zombie's action suddenly froze "I'm not a human..."

"Of course it's not that your brain is broken!" Suan Yujue zombie's murderous aura and mana disappeared without a trace, thinking that she finally understood that she was a monster (what happened to her just now? Intermittent neurosis?) No matter what Why didn't she want to fight this zombie anymore, so she stepped back cautiously until she got to a safe distance before she started to look for Xuanji with her eyes just when she saw Xuanji pick up his sword.

"Stinky Taoist priest don't want to leave!" Sour and the zombie, who was talking to himself, rushed towards the mystery again.

“Clang!”

Xuanji tried his best to lift the wooden sword and the acid steel sword collided, but the peach wood sword was cut off by the handle.

"Let's see where you're escaping!" Suan Yu finally waited for this moment of revenge, and without hesitation, took a sword straight to Xuanji's throat.

A huge suction force came out of nowhere and it was incredible that it was the zombie's open hands sucking itself through the cloud. "How could it be? How could she use such a powerful spell?" This was Suan Yu's last thought, because the zombie's hands immediately inserted directly into her vest and crushed her heart.

"Why am I not a human being!" The zombie roared holding up Sour Yu's corpse before Sour and decisively said that she was not a human, and smashed the control of her own will that she finally gave birth to, and shattered her frantically roaring and destroying the handle The corpse was thrown on the ground and trampled on. When she felt tired, the blood from the corpse attracted her - this time it was not human so she was not held back by her own heart - she threw herself on the corpse of Sour Yu and ate.

Xuanji sits silently under a tree, trying to adjust his breath This is the case.

"Master..." Xuanji screamed, shaking his body.

Daoist Lingyun looked at the zombie warily. He didn't know for a while whether the two monsters joined forces to deal with his apprentice.

"It was she who hurt her uncle and burned the village...she killed her." Xuanji pointed to the two monsters and explained feebly whether it was because of Suan Yu's revenge that he lost to Suan Yu or finally because of a madman (?) All the things that he was saved from the zombies were the heavy blows, triple blows, and injuries on his body, which made him faint as soon as he saw Master say a few simple words.

"Xuanji!" Daoist Lingyun checked his apprentice in a panic and made sure that he had not suffered any fatal injuries before he breathed a sigh of relief and bandaged Xuanji's wound and held him up. Daoist Lingyun's eyes met with a zombie. "Oh, can you see me?" Daoist Lingyun knew from the zombie's expression that she was no longer turning a blind eye to herself.

The zombie had just eaten his fill with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth and began to look at Daoist Lingyun with his eyes that judged whether the food was good or bad.

As expected, the monster is still the monster Lingyun Dao sighed and secretly began to charge up.

"Human..." The zombie's gaze calmed down and muttered to himself.

Lingyun Taoist priest was surprised to find that this zombie had no ill will towards human beings, and she even had a little concern about the gaze she cast on the mysterious body.

"I'm a monster... I'm a monster..." The zombies turned a blind eye to the people in front of them again, muttering and stomping on the corpse of acid and with their feet.

Daoist Lingyun put the mystery under the tree and approached the zombie carefully - anyway, her sanity doesn't seem very clear She tore the corpse into pieces and couldn't help reaching out and patted her shoulder.

The zombie turned sharply back to stare straight at him.

"Stop, she's dead." Lingyun persuaded with kind words.

"Youkai! Monsters!" The zombie roared after stepping on the corpse for a few more feet.

Lingyun frowned. This zombie looks disgusting, doesn't it, hates monsters.

"Why am I not a human..." Zombie changed his lines and began to growl like this, mixed with a "wow" sound like a whimper "Why not...why..." She let go of the The disfigured corpses began to attack the surrounding trees.

"Your body is really good when you play the flute." Daoist Lingyun wanted to comfort her, but he couldn't think of anything to comfort her. He remembered her flute and said to her like this.

The zombie suddenly stopped all movements and seemed to be thinking about something, and then started scrambling to find it on itself: "Where is the flute, my flute...my flute..." The bamboo that she had inserted into her belt When the flute and the acid were fighting, they fell to the ground at some point in time. They had already been trampled in the fight between the two monsters. The zombie monster screamed and rushed over, holding the pieces of the flute in their hands and trying to put them together. But the bamboo flute has been divided into dozens of pieces, how can they still be put together? The jade pendant attached to the flute has only been stepped into the soil, and half of the piece is intact. The zombie held it in his hand and knelt on the ground and hissed. The roar became lower and lower and finally Lingyun saw that she had begun to sob in a low voice. He never knew that a zombie could cry for a flute.

After being silent for a moment, Daoist Lingyun took out his own jade flute from his sleeve. This flute is one of the relics passed down from generation to generation by the founder of Xuantongguan. Lingyun is not good at blowing flute, so he usually only uses his own flute. But he still carried the flute with him all the time. Now he gently handed the jade flute to the zombie.

The zombie looked at him in amazement.

Daoist Lingyun sent the Yu Xiao forward and signaled her to take the zombie to save him.

The zombie looked at him for a long time, still kneeling on the ground and raising his hands to take it. When Daoist Lingyun left with Xuan Ji in his arms, there was a whimpering sound from behind him...

Xuanji got up and practiced kung fu, and was busy fetching water, watering vegetables, washing clothes, and then honestly picking up a broom and cleaning the yard. He was so diligent only because his uncle, who lived in Guanli and was recuperating, was surprised when he saw the way of life of their master and apprentice: "Xuanji...you, you have asked Lingyun Xianchang to cook for you, do laundry, and make your bed! This is just..." (Then the old man rolled his eyes and passed out in a hurry). Only then did Xuanji realize that he had been letting his master take care of him like a child for more than 20 years. This sour affair has already made him mature a lot and introspection, so he started to act as a filial apprentice every day, but it was Daoist Lingyun, who was used to serving his apprentices.

"I'll just put those clothes in Xuanji's place and wash them later."

"Mystery, go play and have breakfast, I'll make it."

"Mystery..."

While working, Daoist Lingyun kept rambling behind Xuanji, which made Xuanji realize his past unfilial piety and worked harder.

Xuanji cleaned the front yard, took off the bolt and opened the door, but was stunned by what he saw in front of him:

The zombie knelt in front of the spectator, holding the jade flute in both hands, and looked at the spectator door motionless. Her long combs are not messed up, and her clothes are also neatly connected with vines Xuanji looked at her in astonishment and saw clearly the jade flute in his hand - is this clearly something passed down from the ancestors? (He didn't know that Daoist Lingyun gave the jade flute as a thank you gift to the zombie) How did the jade flute she get hold the more emerald green and crystal clear when she held it in her fair hands. The end of the flute was tied with red silk The half jade pendant Xuanji also remembered that it was originally something on the master's flute.

"What are you doing?" Zombie's actions don't always seem to be malicious, and Xuanji's irritable temper after going through this incident unknowingly changed a few steps and asked.

The zombie didn't even say a word, showing a sad and begging look.

"You don't need to sweep the door of Xuanji, let's go to eat first... Sigh..." Daoist Lingyun stepped out and saw the situation at the door. Zombie saw that he came out and took a few steps forward on his knees and came to his feet. He raised Yu Xiao with both hands and his eyes were fixed on his face.

"You come and give it back to me?" Lingyun couldn't figure out her intention for a while.

The zombies don't speak but kowtow.

"Keep it if you like."

The zombie looked up at him and burst into tears.

"Okay, since you made a special trip to send it back." Daoist Lingyun took over the jade flute with a look of joy on the zombie's face, but his next words disappointed the zombie again, "This is the Taoist temple, not the place you should come to. Well, in the mountains and forests, there is a place for you to live. As long as you concentrate on your cultivation and don’t kill indiscriminately, the sky will never let you down.”

The zombie knelt in place and stared blankly at Lingyun Taoist priest and Xuanji walked into the temple one after another. Before leaving, Xuanji looked back to see that she had closed the gate.

Suddenly it started raining at dusk and continued until midnight. Instead of abating, the rain increased. Daoist Lingyun hasn't gone to bed yet. He has run to the window to watch the rain dozens of times in one night and asked Xuanji, who just came in from the door and was collecting his umbrella, "How is it? Is she gone?"

Xuanji disappointed him and replied, "It's not still at the door." He shook his head and added, "It's been five days and it seems she's made up her mind to spend it all."

"She has been kneeling for several days under such heavy rain..." Lingyun was obviously very worried.

"She's not a human." Xuanji disapproved of Master's unease.

"But it's been a few days..." Lingyun said to himself that he didn't know what the zombie wanted to do, but he was a Taoist disciple after all. After all, this is a Taoist temple, and it would be too hard for a zombie to walk in... Alas, Ling Master Yun began to sigh how his ability to handle things was so poor.

The zombie knelt in the rain and didn't leave the gate of Xuantongguan for a moment. She wanted to get closer to humans and wanted to be more like a human. She felt that the Taoist who gave her the flute would definitely make herself more like a human.

A flash of lightning tore the night away and then the thunder rolled over the mountains and over the forest, the zombies shrank and the monsters like her were most afraid of the sky thunder Another flash of lightning struck a tree in the mountain in the heavy rain Still a cloud of smoke rose. The zombies closed their eyes amid the thunder. Fear gripped her tightly. She felt that the next thunderbolt was about to hit her.

"Escape to the mountains..." She had this idea in her heart, but another, clearer idea told her that once she left here, she might never become a human being.

The thunder and lightning in the sky sounded one after another like this zombie. Some of them fell down, pushed down the trees and pushed down the gravel, and the others were getting closer and closer to the zombie. The zombie trembled all over, laying on the ground with her head in her hands, and when a lightning bolt struck less than three steps from her side, she almost got up and ran away, but she finally endured it and closed her eyes and resigned to fate.

It's another lightning bolt. This time, the thunder passed over the zombie's head and hit her in front of her. A fist-sized pit appeared on the ground. A blast of sulfur filled the air. The zombie digs the ground with both hands and digs all ten fingers into the soil, biting her lip, but if she doesn't escape, she can't live like a human, so she just died.

The gate suddenly opened.

Daoist Lingyun waved his hand and threw a spell into the air to send back the invited **** with a sigh and said to the zombie: "If you want to come in, come in."

The zombie, who had re-combed and put on a wide robe, stood respectfully at the table with his hands down and Master Lingyun sat at the table and looked at her up and down. Xuanji Shi stood behind Lingyun and felt unhappy because the master let the zombie come in and the master gave his only new Taoist robe to the zombie.

"You've been kneeling for so long, sit down, sit down." Daoist Lingyun stretched out his hand to let her sit down. Instead, she took a half step back and knelt down. "Hey, why do you have to...have to..." Daoist Lingyun thought for a long time before he said, "You have to be a human being." - This is not so much that he saw the purpose of zombies, not that It was an intuition that this zombie seemed to hate the fact that he was a monster.

"Please be merciful to the Taoist priest." This is the first sentence the zombie has spoken since the very beginning.

"Alas..." Daoist Lingyun looked at the zombie carefully and once again felt that she was different from ordinary zombies. Originally, he was surprised that she was not afraid of sunlight and did not **** blood and could live for a long time, and she clearly retained traces of people on her body. Even if there are no hairy fingers, eyes, and teeth all over the body, they still look like humans. The only thing that looks like a zombie is that pale skin. "If you don't mind, can you wash your history?"

The zombie gave Lingyun a head again and began to talk about the scattered memories in her mind that she had managed to pull together: the only thing she could remember before becoming a zombie was the boundless sky that covered the whole world. The blood-red flowers in the fog seemed to be flying...then the long wait in the dark, cold tomb until I could move my body out of the ground, aimless wandering, killing and then unspeakable remorse...that In the foggy morning and the woman who talked to her and wanted to comb her hair, the jade pendant held in her hands that the flowers flying in the fog were still in her eyes...

"It turns out that it was your burial that kept your humanity intact." After hearing her story, Daoist Lingyun was full of sympathy for this woman. The jade pendant that was buried in the mass grave and held tightly in his hand was the only one buried with him. Although there was no way to know the beginning and end of the matter, the words "beautiful life" were unavoidable. She didn't want to be a monster and wanted to be a human being, and she couldn't bear to reject her. He thought about the look in his eyes that asked Xuanji Touyun.

Xuanji clenched her hands tightly, but she was thinking: "She has eaten people! She really has eaten people!"

“What do you think of Xuanji?”

"Master, she has eaten people before, and now that she feels remorse, if you don't kill her and spare her, you can't keep her here, right?"

"It's rare that she has a heart for kindness, and now she drives her away and breaks her road to goodness. What if she goes out and becomes an evil monster?"

The teacher and apprentice talked about zombies and listened clearly to her with her head down and biting her lip waiting for them to give her a "verdict".

"Listening to your noise, it sounds like a southerner" Daoist Lingyun finally said something irrelevant, "Since you don't remember your original name, and you have drifted here from the south alone, I will call you Nanyu. Well."

The zombie's eyes widened. What does it mean when Daoist Lingyun gave him his name? Is it...

Sure enough, Daoist Lingyun went on to say: "Our Xuantong Temple has a total of 77 gate rules (Xuanji: ~~~~~) I will tell you slowly (Xuanji: It doesn't matter if you don't listen to it). ) You first come with me to pay homage to the tablets of the following ancestors."

"Master, you...not Master..." Zombie kowtowed nine times in front of Daoist Lingyun with tears in her eyes. Since then, she has become a disciple of Xuantong Guan and has the name "Nan Yu".

Seeing that the sweltering heat is approaching, Nan Yu put bamboo curtains on the doors and windows of each house early. She also bought mung beans from the mountain to cook soup to cool off the heat. A few years ago, the bamboo she planted under the window has grown into a forest. The wind blowing into the house through the bamboo shade makes the summer not so hot.

Master Lingyun was sitting by the window when he saw Nan Yu peeling and cutting the melons and fruits that had been pumped into the well water, and brought them to the front and then went to fetch water from a bucket and shouted: "Nan Yu, you have such strength to call your brother. Just go - do you still have the mung bean soup, and pour me another bowl." He was really moved and relieved that he finally enjoyed the days of being served by his apprentices.

It has been three years since Nan Yu came to Xuantong Temple Long exercise half snack. Since she came, not only the wing room where the master and the apprentice live will always be spotless, but even those unoccupied houses have been planted by her and cleaned up. Go to a special place to live.

At first, Xuanji was still robbing Nan Yu of the opportunity to be filial to his master. But after a few months, his diligence passed, and he was happy to let Nan Yu do all this. Last month, his own clothes, shoes and socks , The messy chores are also natural, and the smooth sailing is all covered by Nanyu.

"Senior brother, drink a bowl of soup and eat fruit." Nan Yu brought the mung bean soup and fruit to the Xuanji table.

The mung beans are the watermelons that Nanyu bought from the bottom of the mountain with the embroidery she embroidered by herself. The other fruits that she planted by herself are the ones she picked from the deep mountains. In short, the overall living standard of Xuantongguan since she came greatly improved.

Xuanji took the bowl of soup and thanked him indifferently. In the past few years, he has not been picky about Nan Yu himself, but he has never forgotten the fact that Nan Yu is a zombie. She is now keeping her own. The master also taught her many Taoist spells, but it would be even more difficult to subdue her. It is precisely because of this thought in his heart that he has always been cold and indifferent to Nan Yu, lest one day in the future, he will not be able to take action when they meet in life and death.

Nan Yu couldn't put down the bowl as naturally to Xuanji as he did to Master and left him. She knows that, unlike Daoist Lingyun, the mystery is to use the classification method of humans and monsters to classify good and evil. The hostility and vigilance he showed intentionally or unintentionally made Nan Yu have to be cautious in every move in front of him. Take some precautions.

Between the two apprentices, Daoist Master Lingyun was unaware that Xuanji and Nan Yu were both ill at ease. What they both have in common is that they respect their master very much, so they have always been very harmonious in front of Daoist Lingyun, like a pair of brothers and sisters.

Nan Yu put out drinks for their master and apprentice, and went back to her own room. The house she lived in was as simple and simple as Lingyun master and apprentice, and it was impossible to tell that it was a place for women. As for Nan Yu, she was already satisfied with a human-like housing, and she would not pick and choose.

She picked up a china bottle on the table and took a sip of the crimson, fishy liquid inside - it was the blood of the demon that Xuanji brought back for her after he subdued the demon outside. No matter how much Nan Yu wants to be a human being, she still can't eat human food for a living. If she insists on not drinking blood, not only will her practice never make progress, but one day she will lose her physical strength and become a monster. Daoist Master Yun thought of a compromise solution for her, using demon blood and the medicinal pill he made as food for Nan Yu.

Nan Yu put down the jar with sadness in her eyes. She really didn't want to drink blood, even if it was a monster's blood, but in order not to become a monster and to survive, she had to do it. Every day's meals were a kind of torture for her. She felt unspeakable sorrow and self-blame in her heart.

She swallowed an elixir with blood, sat cross-legged on the bed, and practiced according to the method taught by her master.

Nan Yu's situation is very special in terms of cultivation: her current body can be said to be half-human and half-demon, but in the process of her transformation from a corpse to a zombie, the "human" part that Yu Pei has preserved for her is mainly in the mind. In terms of appearance (Nan Yu: fortunately so), her body is mainly that of a zombie, so learning Taoist spells will inevitably result in twice the results. What ordinary people learn in one year, she can't learn in three years. Eighty percent of the time it's not her brain is not smart enough, but hers The body instinctively resists these cultivation methods. She has made little progress in the past three years other than learning some spells to use her own mana.

Daoist Lingyun has two suggestions for her situation: one is to simply practice in the way of monsters. Anyway, herbal medicine and alchemy are also one of the Taoist practice methods, and together with the mana of Nanyu, the essence of the sun and the moon, you can make progress; One is to use time to make up for it. Anyway, she is a monster and can live hundreds of thousands of times as long as a human. Slowly, there will always be results.

Nan Yu chose the latter without even thinking about it. She didn't want to be involved in the way of "yokai" anymore. This decision made Xuanji relieved.

Since she has settled on the idea of ​​taking it slow, though the progress of her cultivation is extremely slow, Nan Yu is not in a hurry. It is enough for her to cultivate like a human being. In her spare time, she practiced not to let herself be idle except to serve the master and clean up. In the eyes of Daoist Lingyun, she was much more diligent than her own master and her brother.

Nan Yu was immersed in the practice and gradually forgot about the world outside her body. Until a loud noise came from the courtyard, she opened her eyes in surprise. Then came the call of Daoist Lingyun. Nan Yu didn't have time to think about jumping from the window. into the yard.

When Nan Yu hurried to the yard, Daoist Lingyun and Xuanji were already there. Xuanji held a sword and two monsters transformed into *human figures. The monk felt the pulse. His call just now came when he saw the monk collapsed in the courtyard.

"Senior brother, who are they?" Nan Yu jumped to Xuanji's side and drew out his weapon to stand side by side with him. She wouldn't use the sword spirit Cloud Daoist to refine a bamboo flute for her in the Dan furnace as a weapon. She pointed at the other side with Xiao and stood beside Xuanji, but surprised the other two monsters.

"I don't know what dared to chase and kill Master Cisheng until here. How dare the evil spirits dare to break into my Xuantong Guan?" The door was opened by some spell they used, and one of them fell to the ground. Nan Yu saw such a situation clearly and a burst of anger appeared in his heart.

The two monsters didn't put the mystery in their eyes at all, but looked at Nan Yu up and down. After all, there is not much chance of seeing a zombie in a Taoist temple, not to mention that this zombie is obviously on the side of humans. When they saw Nan Yu's face and the graceful figure hidden by the large Taoist robes, they even laughed at each other and didn't hold any good intentions towards Nan Yu's fascinated look.

"The evildoer will die!" The Xuanji sword swung towards them and rushed towards them. Nan Yu followed closely and pointed at one of them with a bamboo flute.

The two monsters did not fight with them, but they hurriedly retreated and jumped up to a big tree outside the view. One of them shouted: "Ox-nosed people remember that it is not good to be right with our venerable lord. Don't worry about your life. Nosy!" After finishing speaking, they flew to the distance together only to hear them "tsk tsk" smiling at each other and seem to be still saying: 'This zombie looks good. "It's not coquettish enough, I don't like it, you have to make do with it" and so on.

Xuanji and Nan Yu immediately wanted to catch up.

"Xuanji, Nanyu" Daoist Lingyun stopped them, "Master Cisheng is seriously injured, come and help!"

I can count the number of times that Daoist Lingyun is not good at interacting with people and does not like to go out for most of his life to leave this mountain. Therefore, there are no friends, but this Master Ciyun has been with him for decades. Although they have seen each other for several years, they both regard each other as confidants. Now that Master Ciyun fled here with scars, it is no wonder that Daoist Lingyun panicked.

Fortunately, Daoist Lingyun's medical skills are indeed brilliant, coupled with Master Ciyun's decades of cultivation, after two days and three nights, Master Cisheng finally opened his eyes.

"Lingyun..." He saw that the old friend who had been by his side for days and nights couldn't care less and grabbed Lingyun's hand: "Go... save the monks in my temple... save... the common people... ..." His articulation was not very clear, but he still talked about the cause and effect of the incident on and off. After listening to his words, Daoist Lingyun, Xuanji, and Nan Yu's expressions became more solemn.

Daoist Lingyun gave the excited Cisheng medicine to make him fall asleep and looked at the apprentices with deliberation eyes. He felt that his ability to deal with things and adaptability were not enough, so he always consulted with the apprentices first.

"Master let me go!" Xuanji immediately called for battle.

"Master, I..." Nan Yu looked at Xuanji and said cautiously: "I heard from Master Cisheng that the enemy is not only powerful but also numerous. I'm afraid that the brothers will be invincible with both fists and four hands. I am willing to accompany the senior brother."

Xuanji was reluctant to act with her in her heart, but she also knew that what she said was reasonable, so she did not refute.

Lingyun pondered for a moment and said, "Xuanji, please go and ask your uncle to come up the mountain to help take care of Cisheng. Let's go and see this character together!" He was very excited about his old friend's injury, and he never liked to go out, he actually took the initiative proposed to travel far.

Xuanji and Nan Yu looked at each other with happy expressions.

On a country road in a water town in the south of the Yangtze River in the twilight, there were three figures, two men and one woman, all dressed as Taoists, and politely inquired about the road to the farmers who had finished their work. three people.

"Master, walk ten miles further and you will find Mount Fuma. Shall we find a place to stay or travel overnight?" Xuanji returned and reported to Daoist Lingyun.

Daoist Lingyun looked at the sky and thought about the distance of the three of them. He couldn't bear to make the apprentices too tired, so he said: "Find a place to stay overnight, why won't we be there tomorrow."

Xuanji immediately said, "I just asked the villagers that there is a dilapidated temple at the foot of the village entrance that has been abandoned for a long time. We can go there to rest." He had expected that Master would make such a decision, so he inquired beforehand.

Master Lingyun smiled and said, "I'll go there and stay for one night."

The Temple of the Earth, which has been deserted for a long time, finally has a roof where people can live That's it.

Xuanji's experience in dealing with the enemy is much richer than that of Master and Nanyu combined. He knows that he is getting closer and closer to the enemy, of course he refuses to fall asleep. And Nan Yu has spent every night half asleep and half awake. She knows that as a zombie, she is more powerful at night than during the day, and she needs much less sleep than humans, so she silently To take the initiative to undertake the task of vigil.

Now Xuanji and Nan Yu both know that the other party is not asleep, but neither of them will give up their protection and let the other party take the rest. In the broken temple, only Daoist Lingyun is breathing evenly.

"Who!" Xuanji suddenly shouted violently. Then he threw a sentence: "Protect Master!" He didn't care about the enemy who broke into the temple and rushed out with his sword. Nan Yu looked coldly at the "person" who entered the temple.

"Tsk tsk, it's a pity to have two Taoist priests with such a beautiful face." The man looked at Nan Yu with a sassy and sassy look and looked at Nan Yu with a hippy smile and commented: "What a beautiful figure. The robe is really unpleasant. Such a cold face and an ice beauty suit my appetite." Nan Yu stared at his every move and his eyes gradually revealed murderous intent.

"The fierce eyes are really not what a beautiful woman should have. Let me teach you what a woman should be like." The man approached Nan Yu step by step.

Nan Yu was a little flustered in an instant. She must have never done anything with anyone (the acid and that time did not count her sanity at the time) and suddenly started to attack the enemy for no apparent reason, but she quickly calmed down and gracefully used the Xiao drew a red light in the air to surround herself and then she brought Xiao to her lips and blew a few notes.

As soon as the xiao sounded, the man took a step back, and the man took a step back. When Nan Yu blew a note, the man had already retreated to the gate of the broken temple. His face was shocked. He dared not underestimate this opponent. Before the syllable, it turned into a black gas and rushed towards her. In fact, Nan Yu just insisted on playing the mana in the sound of the xiao, which was enough to push the opponent back, but when she saw the opponent rushing towards her, she panicked and waved the xiao to parry, but instead gave the opponent the upper hand in a round of onslaught. After more than ten moves, Nan Yu gradually calmed down. She felt that the opponent was not as scary as she appeared to be.

Her opponents started to be more and more amazed at this time. Zombies are not really great monsters at all The time to cultivate other monsters will not take them seriously. After all, this kind of monster has to spend too much time in order to survive (just to eat) (of course, after the zombies are transformed into knuckles, they have magical powers and even dragons are not afraid. ) is always inferior to other monsters, but this zombie in front of me is different.

Nan Yu recited authentic Taoist incantations, but the mana she used made it difficult for her opponent to tell whether she was a human or a demon. The attack suddenly became flexible and violent again. In fact, Nan Yu could have won if he hadn't cautiously adopted defensive-based tactics at this time. As a zombie body, the human body and the body of other monsters must be strong, primordial spirit, and ancient artifact to protect mana, and because she has absorbed the power of artifact, she is not comparable to medium monsters. Xuanji is not only skilled in Lingyun Dao's long sword skills, but also has a wealth of practical experience. In the past three years, Nanyu herself has no knowledge of her strength. Her strength is already longer than herself, and Xuanji thinks that she is stronger than herself. many.

Today, the monster who came to sneak attack on their master and apprentice seems to have come to prove it to Nan Yu.

When Xuanji came back with the corpse of the monster he chased out until he killed it, he quietly watched Nan Yu and his opponent fight for a while, and then suddenly shouted: "Don't take offense as defense, let him have a taste of my mastery. means!”

Nan Yu believed Xuanji's judgment without hesitation, and then she pointed her Xiaoxiao to her opponent's throat, and her opponent realized that she had lost even the chance to escape. Right below the hole at the top of the temple, Fuxu was watching Nan Yu's performance.

Nan Yu attacked more than ten times in one round, she knocked off the opponent's blade and pointed Yu Xiao to his throat. Xuanji stepped forward and neatly affixed several spells on the opponent's body to restrain the opponent's actions, and then reported to Daoist Lingyun, "Master, there are two monsters tonight to plot one of them to be killed by me, and the other to be here." Lingyun Chief Yun nodded. He looked at the monster who was captured by Nan Yu, and wondered what news could be learned from the mouth of this little monster who was sent to inquire and patrol.

Master Cisheng was originally the abbot of a temple named Nanshan Temple. Because of his nature and his old friend Lingyun Daoist, he had almost no ability to manage affairs, so he gave up the seat of the abbot to his eldest disciple and closed the door early. I practice Zen meditation and occasionally wander around the world at ease.

Six months ago, Master Cisheng went to Putuo Mountain to make a pilgrimage for a long time and did not return to Nanshan Temple until 20 days ago. However, before he walked into the temple, he realized that the demonic energy in the temple was **** and bloody, and noticed that he approached more than a dozen monsters and rushed towards him. Fortunately, Master Cisheng, with his powerful mana, not only escaped to a safe place, but also caught one of the monsters and forced him to ask what happened.

Although there are a large number of demon dwellings living in the human world and a large number of monsters cannibalize and do evil, the monsters can abide by one thing: the human world belongs to human beings. Therefore, they will not interfere with the process of human society, whether the world is peaceful, or the dynasties are changed, or these major events, the monsters strictly do not participate. This is the heavenly rule set by Emperor Zhuanxu after the battle of the gods. The monsters who want to make trouble would rather go to other dimensions than anger the strict law-enforcement Heavenly Emperor.

But there are always exceptions.

There is a monster who has been practicing in the human world for more than 3,000 years and realizes that he has great supernatural powers. After many years of killing and cannibalizing people, he suddenly came up with the idea of ​​ruling the human world. His plan is fundamentally ridiculous—a monster who wants to rule the human world is declaring war on Emperor Zhuanxu to rule the world. In the end, even the other four heavenly emperors have to obey him. A monster with a little morality dares to Provocation against his authority is not only impossible, but even impossible to carry out. Although this monster is arrogant, he has not yet reached the point of dizzying, so he came up with a way to deceive the world.

As far as the heavenly world is concerned, as long as it is not a race other than humans to rule the human world, in other words, as long as it is human, they will not be interfered in the human world no matter how much they toss. This monster's plan is to make the heavens think that humans are in the midst of war and change.

This method sounds simple, but it's not that simple in practice.

For such a spell, you must first find a place where the aura of heaven and earth can condense as the place to cast the spell, and then use four things of human flesh and bone to cast the spell: a total of thirty-six newborn babies, three ten-year-old children are needed to cast the spell. Sixteen, thirty-six young people in their twenties...and then 36 old people in their 70s. Using these human beings as raw materials, they can make his breath become like human beings, and it is difficult for even the heavens. discerned.

As soon as he started to act, he naturally had some monsters who wanted to get a piece of the pie, and monsters who admired his power to come to him. His initial plan was to recruit troops. Of course, the more the "demon hand", the better. It is even more imminent that it takes two hundred and eighty-eight humans to cast the spell to form a monster army. After a period of searching, they chose Nanshan Temple as their base for casting spells. The treasure land of Lingshan, which was chosen by the eminent monks who built the temple back then, brought disaster to the temple.

Although there are many monks in Nanshan Temple, there are also many masters, but hundreds of monsters suddenly came in. The monks were unprepared and the master Cisheng with the highest mana was not in the temple, and was defeated by the monsters that night. They died and were caught, and Nanshan Temple became a monster's lair.

Master Cisheng was angry and anxious when he knew the whole story. He was shocked by the ambitions and cruel methods of these monsters, but also worried about his disciples and grandchildren. Plus he was a straight man. He broke into the temple alone, and he dropped dozens of people along the way. After the monster, the leader of the monsters injured him. After Master Cisheng escaped from Nanshan Temple, he knew that it was difficult to deal with these monsters with his own strength, so he resisted the monsters who came to chase him and fled to Xuantongguan. Daoist Lingyun.

As soon as Xuanji loosened his grip, the captive monster breathed desperately. Xuanji looked at him coldly. The monster knew that if he didn't tell the truth, he would start torturing himself again. Say it all."

“How many monsters do you have? How many people have been injured? What happened to the monks in the temple?” Xuanji asked fiercely.

"The monks in the temple were all eaten by everyone..." The monster looked at Xuanji's face, although he was afraid, he didn't dare to panic. "The rest, I don't know that we are only responsible for patrolling, if we hadn't seen her... would..."

Xuanji pressed him for a while, but the monster never gave any more information. It seems that he is really just a little minion, but he just became evil because he saw Nan Yu's appearance. Xuanji shot the monster to death and said to Daoist Lingyun: "From what he said, it seems that the neighborhood is relatively quiet. It seems that the colleagues we contacted have not arrived yet. Should we rush over first or wait for Daoist Wang and the others? Will we meet again?"

Master Lingyun pondered for a while and said, "One day later, I don't know how many more people they will harm. Let's go first and everyone will act according to the circumstances."

Xuanji nodded. Although he knew that there were many enemies, he actually wanted to rush in. He threw the corpses of the two monsters to Nan Yu and said, "We'll be out at dawn."

Nan Yu couldn't bear to look away from when Xuanji started torturing the monster just now, and now he saw two corpses lying under his feet, stepped back half a step in panic and shook his head towards Xuanji.

"Now is not the time to take care of yourself if you don't make up your physical strength. Do you want Master to protect you later?" Xuanji would never believe that she didn't like drinking blood. "It's better to eat if you want."

"No!" Nan Yu suddenly raised her voice. She was courteous to Xuanji, but now she looked directly at him with anger in her eyes.

"Xuanji went to dispose of these two corpses, don't frighten the villager Nan Yu to get something to eat, we can eat and go on our way." Daoist Lingyun separated the pair of apprentices in time. Since leaving Xuantongguan, the conflict between Xuanji and Nanyu has become more and more obvious. Nanyu is determined to be a man Xuanji, but he has to remind her several times a day: You are a monster and I am protecting you. No wonder Nanyu can't bear it. It's just now. There is a monster Xuanji who is currently traveling with the enemy, and it is normal for him to be nervous, but he is a master and acts as a peacemaker in it. Daoist Lingyun has a great headache.

"Master." Nan Yu took the breakfast and brought it to Lingyun to pick it up, looked at her and said, "Nan Yu, your senior brother has more experience than the two of us. Listen to him." eccentric.

"I know Master, I won't talk back to Senior Brother again." Nan Yu said to Daoist Lingyun in a mysterious voice that could not be heard. She didn't know what was wrong with her, and she was getting more and more annoyed along the way. She didn't know whether she was afraid of fighting against a group of monsters or afraid of seeing those comrades who were contacted by Xuanji to get rid of the monsters. After all, she was a monster.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier. Nan Yu can hardly even see the faces of his opponents. In the sound of the overwhelming rain, there are faint sounds of fighting and killing. Nan Yu has been unable to determine where the master and brother are. A Taoist priest of unknown sect was chased by a monster and Nan Yu waved his flute to block the enemy. The Taoist priest saw Nan Yu clearly and was taken aback, but did not turn around to help him disappear in the rain, making Nan Yu one enemy two. .

Nan Yu has no time to sigh and concentrate on dealing with the enemy one-on-one. These two monsters are not her opponents, but if she is required to use less to many, her experience is quite insufficient and somewhat awkward to deal with. Two more Taoist priests and a monk passed by. One of the Taoist priests probably thought that Nan Yu was also a group of monsters. He was a swordsman. The disciple is his own person.”

"Xuantong Guan?" The Taoist priest couldn't remember such a sect who came to the Demon Guard Dao this time.

"Xuanji's junior sister."

"Oh." The two Taoists suddenly realized.

"Offended!" While the Taoist apologized to Nan Yu, the two of them combined their swords to attract one of Nan Yu's enemies. As soon as the pressure around Nan Yu lightened, he immediately took the life of the remaining opponent with his flute. When she wanted to thank the three Taoist priests and monks, she found that they were far away from her when they each joined the fray.

Nan Yu wiped the rain on her face and stood blankly for a while because the rain was so heavy that she had no idea what was going on in the surrounding battle.

After receiving the letter of help from Xuanji, all the Taoist temples and temples believed that the matter was very important and sent their own elites to help. Finally, there were about 200 people who gathered here, and the monsters at this time They also took precautions when they set up several formations around Nanshan Temple and attacked the human side in a big way.

"Nan Yu! Nan Yu! Where are you?"

Nan Yu's dazed and mysterious voice could be heard from far away. He exerted enough strength, and the sound was as clear as Hong Zhong in the sound of rain. "Senior brother!" Nan Yu didn't have the profound skills of Xuanji, and the other party couldn't hear her at all. She ran in the direction of Xuanji. In such a **** battlefield, her heart was actually very uneasy. She hoped to stay by Master's side. I'm afraid it's better to rely on mysteries.

"Nan Yu, listen to you, stop the rain immediately! We will suffer too many casualties!" Xuanji ordered from a distance.

"Me?" Nan Yu looked at the overwhelming rain. I don't know how many monsters jointly created it. How could it be possible to stop it by myself?

"You're a zombie anyway! Can't you do something like this!"

"I..." Nan Yu has heard the legend that zombies can make the world dry, but can he do it too?

"So you are a zombie!" A monk appeared in front of Nan Yu and stared straight at Nan Yu. Nan Yu was so frightened that he took a half step back, not knowing what he was going to do, but the monk said excitedly: "This fellow Daoist, please stop the rain quickly! The teacher and several junior brothers have all been separated, and the poor monk is very worried. He obviously didn't care that Nan Yu was a zombie, and said with a flick of his wand, "The poor monk is protecting the Dharma for you."

"Master Nan Yu has already entered the temple after chasing the enemy!" Xuanji's words dispelled all Nan Yu's concerns. Under such circumstances, how dangerous it is to enter the enemy's lair alone, without thinking about it, you can know that Nan Yu can't wait to turn into a real zombie at this moment to stop the rain.

Nan Yu looked up to the sky and searched in his mind for a way to stop the rain from zombies.

Beside her, some Taoist monks and swordsmen surrounded her and some monsters who wanted to stop her began to attack the guardians.

"If I'm a zombie... no I'm a zombie, I'm a zombie, hurry up and stop the rain!" Nan Yu admitted her identity as a zombie in her heart, her eyes gradually turned red, and she said to the sky that humans would never The current roar.

The demon power of the water monsters and the power of the zombies began to compete. In the slow tug-of-war, the nature of the zombies finally prevailed.

"Woo...oooooo..." With Nan Yu's loud roar, the clouds in the sky quickly retreated, and the three water monsters vomited blood and fell to the ground in the depths of the temple. In this competition, the zombies won.

When the sun shone into the mountains and forests, everyone felt as if they had passed away.

Nan Yu was still standing there, looking up at the sky with blood-red eyes and still roaring in a low voice.

"Nan Yu, let's find Master." Xuanji flew over from the treetops and patted her on the shoulder.

Nan Yu suddenly regained her senses and her eyes returned to normal. She frowned worriedly as she looked at the temple in Wei'e not far away. Master had been in alone for more than an hour.

After the rain disappears, humans have the upper hand in the battle with the monsters again. Some impatient people have begun to rush to the temple. Xuanji and Nan Yu also took the lead in Xuanji and leaped into the temple gate.

"Master! Senior brother! Master..." Nan Yu jumped over the blood pool on the ground with some trepidation and looked away from the human skin, bones, and internal organs soaked in the blood pool. She was about to suffocate. This was the first time she felt that the blood had a smell that made her nauseous. When Nan Yu entered the temple, because of a monster blocking her, she took a step slowly and waited for her to catch up. Except for the corpses of a few monsters on the ground, Xuan Ji and the companions in front disappeared. Xuanji was Nan Yu, who had been to Nanshan Temple many times before, but it was the first time she stepped into this place, and the monsters had set up a lot of formations inside.

Nan Yu came back from the corridor and found that after walking for a long time, he actually returned to the hall with the blood pool.

"This fellow Daoist..."

When the weak voice sounded, Nan Yu was startled because she didn't even notice that there was a living being here and followed the voice to see a statue of Sakyamuni collapsed in the corner of the main hall (this was originally a temple dedicated to Buddha statues) The main hall) The original magnificent statue was broken into two pieces, forming an arch, and a monk lay there and called Nanyu. Probably the traveler who came in earlier was injured and collapsed here. Nan Yu felt that he was indeed a human being, and then he put the Xiao to his waist and hurried towards him.

"How are you, Master?"

The monk was powerless to speak, but just stretched out his hand to Nan Yu and looked at her begging.

"Master..." Nan Yu's hand just touched the monk and wanted to help him up. Suddenly, he heard a loud "crash" in the blood pool behind him. Nan Yu turned around and drew his flute just in time to see a figure jumping up from the blood pool and swinging his sword towards him. Before he could think about it, Nan Yu raised his xiao to parry. Seeing that the opponent's long sword was already in front of him, Nan Yu suddenly pulled the xiao back to the side of his body. The opponent's sword pierced directly into the throat of the monk who was about to struggle behind Nan Yu. The monk let out a dull cry and suddenly died.

The figure was covered in blood, and even the five visions were covered with blood. Holding the long sword that was also stained with blood, he turned back to Nan Yu and Nan Yu took out his handkerchief and handed it over. He said softly, "Senior Brother." He wiped his face and took a breath. Just now when he broke his identity, he wanted to try to see if Nan Yu could recognize it, and secondly, his nose and mouth were covered with blood, so he couldn't breathe and couldn't make a sound. He glanced at Nan Yu approvingly, although they often cut each other, but Nan Yu recognized him in an instant only by his body skills, which made him admire.

Nan Yu looked at the blood pool worriedly and murmured, "Could it be that they...have..."

"It's been successful." Xuanji gritted his teeth and kicked the "monk" on the ground: "I don't know when this guy mixed in with us and suddenly made plans to plot the master of Prajna Temple. He killed two of them and I fell into the blood pool. He also hurt him before, he probably thought I was dead, right?" There was a huge wound on his back, which was obviously left by a sneak attack from the back.

"I don't feel that he is a monster at all, and even after he dies, he doesn't show his true form." Nan Yu looked at the "monk" at his feet and said worriedly: "I wonder how many times they completed it and how many such monsters in total? It's like sneaking into everyone and it's impossible to guard against it... In case Master meets him too!"

Xuanji suddenly stopped wiping blood.

Daoist Master Lingyun's personality, his two apprentices know best if he encounters this kind of monster that transforms himself into a human-like monster through magic, he will definitely be fooled by the mystery and Nan Yu will go out. run.

"Master! Master!" Xuanji and Nan Yu called as they walked towards the depths of the temple. Along the way, they saw monsters from time to time, and the corpses of fellow practitioners were not far away. There was also a hall in the hall. Not long after the pond passes through here, there is another hall with a blood pond.

"There are three halls in Nanshan Temple." Xuanji calculated, "According to the time Master Cisheng said, they have occupied this place for four months, and it takes seventy-seven forty-nine days to cast a spell once, so there should be six such monsters. One. I killed one and five..."

"Maybe other colleagues have also removed a few." Nan Yu guessed to the good.

"Hopefully..." Xuanji licked his lips and didn't say more.

The road ahead has come to an end, and a small courtyard has appeared. Mysterious said: "There is the courtyard where Master Cisheng used to live. The leader of the monsters is probably here. Master will definitely come here."

Nan Yu murmured: "It's so quiet."

Xuanji also inspected the small courtyard and there was no sound at all. He has come here several times before to deliver items to Master and Master Cisheng. Now it seems that there is almost no change. When the whole temple is full of demons, it is still so solemn and solemn. "It's really too quiet." Xuanji said and walked forward.

Entering a small courtyard separated by a door, it is like passing through a shadowless curtain and entering another world, enjoying the coolness and swaying of green bamboo, even wrinkling my nose, thinking that my body is bloody.

"Master!" Nan Yu saw Daoist Lingyun standing in the courtyard through the bamboo forest.

Daoist Lingyun held a long sword and flashed his stance, but stood motionless. Around him, the five people with weapons were also motionless.

"It turns out that it's all here." As soon as Xuanji saw the five "people", he felt that they were just like the one he killed just now, and they were completely unpretentious monsters. It seems that the monsters have completed the spell six times, but five of them were restrained by Daoist Lingyun alone and could not join the battle outside. These five monsters are not only the most powerful five of them, but also their leader and main leader, Daoist Lingyun. This move not only dragged the monsters' main force and greatly reduced the casualties of human beings, but also caused them to fall into a situation where there are no dragons. Only humans can invade the temple so easily.

"Master!" Xuanji's heart surged with pride and pride. Master's mana is indeed the strongest! He raised his sword and roared at the nearest monster and Xiao stabbed at the other enemy while attracting Nan Yu. Daoist Lingyun suddenly changed from one enemy to five to one enemy to three, and he breathed a sigh of relief after the deadlock was broken.

"Blood Pond Dafa..." Meng Shu tugged at the cup with his hand, "I've heard of this kind of magic, but I never thought that there would be monsters doing it. But after this kind of magic is used, the mana will weaken within a period of time. Forty percent of them really gave up."

Nan Yu's eyes flickered and said, "It turns out that my master and brother have been unable to figure out why these monsters with such big ambitions are really fighting but not so strong. We have discussed this for a long time. It turned out to be related to the spell." She had read through many books and couldn't find any record of this spell. After the culprit died, the other monsters didn't know anything about this spell, so I heard Meng Shu talk about it until now. Only then did she know that this spell had such a "side effect". It was also thanks to Meng Shu, who had lived for tens of thousands of years and had a lot of knowledge, who even dabbled in these spells that few people knew about.

"I think the monster only knows that this spell allows him to hide the demon energy and the magic power will be weakened. I'm afraid he doesn't know it himself, otherwise his ambition will not let his magic power weaken."

"That's right." Meng Shu poured another cup of tea for Nan Yu and quietly waited for her to continue.

Nan Yu was a little timid at the beginning of the battle with the opponent's master, but after a dozen moves, he gradually figured out that the opponent was not stronger than himself. Not far from her, the mystery was firmly in the upper hand. Only the priest Lingyun was attacked by three people. in a defensive position. Hurry up and clean up the opponents to help Master Xuanji and Nan Yu. Even Nan Yu, who has always been soft-hearted, became vicious before he knew it.

These five monsters are all complaining in their hearts. With their original strength, the five people will not take these three Taoist priests in their eyes at all, but since that spell, they do look exactly like humans, but their mana is also powerful. They got a discount and couldn't even figure out why their collars were so this time their original plan was to use their human identities to infiltrate people (that's why they wore Taoist robes and robes) to wait for an opportunity, but Taoist Lingyun rushed in. Disrupting their plans, his two apprentices who have arrived now are also very skilled. Some of the monsters have already begun to plan to escape.

"Kill!" Xuanji shouted a sword, and the opponent immediately rushed towards the enemy besieging Daoist Lingyun. After that, Nan Yu broke the opponent's neck bone with a flute. After the situation became three-on-three, the three masters and apprentices won even more easily within a quarter of an hour.

Daoist Lingyun retracted his sword and looked at the two apprentices and looked at the other comrades who were rushing in. He knew in his heart that this time the humans had won and he was relieved, but he didn't expect the battle to be much easier than expected.

All factions counted the battlefield together, searched for undead monsters, and asked for help from colleagues. This time, each faction lost a total of 15 good players, but killed and captured more than 300 monsters. It can be said to be a big victory. The sadness on the faces of the people in the same sect also decreased a lot. After this disaster, Nanshan Temple has been contaminated with demonic energy and can no longer be restored to the pure land of Buddhism, so everyone found the remains of the monk inside and buried it on the hillside and burned the temple down.

In the sky-high firelight, everyone said goodbye to each other and went back home. After this battle, the name of Xuantongguan resounded a lot in the hearts of fellow practitioners, especially the powerful Taoist Lingyun and the zombie Nan Yu, which made many people express that The meaning of the intersection is fortunate that these foreign affairs have experienced mystery to come forward to socialize and help Daoist Lingyun and Nan Yu avoid the eyes of less curious.

Standing on the hillside, watching the last group of fellows walk away, Daoist Lingyun took another look at the raging fire in Nanshan Temple. The old friend's temple was not saved, but at least the demons have eliminated the revenge of his disciples and finally they can go back Give Cisheng an explanation. Daoist Lingyun sighed and turned and walked down the mountain.

"Master!" Xuanji suddenly called. He has been frowning and thinking about what to do since just now, and now he stopped Daoist Lingyun and Nan Yu and said, "Master, let's go back to the temple to have a look! I always feel that something is wrong."

Daoist Lingyun looked at him and nodded, although he was puzzled.

The fire has been burning for more than an hour and now the fire in some places has weakened. The three master and apprentice jumped in from a broken wall that was still smoking. At this time, the Nanshan Temple had already been completely unrecognizable. The smell of blood and fireworks made Daoist Lingyun and Xuanji almost breathless. Only Nan Yu didn't care much about walking ahead alone to explore the road.

"I always feel that the win this time is too easy. Could it be that there is something strange in it?"

They walked through several burnt down halls along the previous route until they reached the inside, except for the scorched monster corpses from time to time, and did not see anything suspicious. When they walked to the small courtyard, Xuanji let out a sigh of relief: "Looks like I'm overthinking."

Daoist Lingyun also smiled and said, "If it's nothing, we'd better go back. The fire here is afraid that the wind will burn again."

Nan Yu suddenly let out a long whistle to meet a figure who suddenly came out and rushed towards Lingyun Daoist priest. When Xuanji said "it's all right" just now, she had already inserted the xiao that she had been holding in her hand back to her waist, and it was too late to pull it out. He came out with his bare hands and rushed over. Their figures were entangled and separated, Nan Yu made a call and was knocked out by the other party and hit the wall.

But with Nan Yu's move to prevent the opponent from attacking Daoist Lingyun, it was ineffective.

Daoist Lingyun and Xuanji both drew their swords and faced this human-looking man. Although his appearance was that of a man in his forties, the demonic aura on his body was strong enough to force him. It's you **** who ruin my affairs."

"So you are the leader of those monsters."

This monster is the leader of the monsters who were the culprits of this incident. Everyone thought that he would be the first to use the blood pond Dafa on himself. In fact, otherwise, this monster is very careful and worried about this spell, so he first cast the spell on his subordinates and found that the spell would affect the mana. I rashly used it on myself. I originally wanted to experiment a few times and found a way to not lose mana. I didn't expect that after only six trials, Daoist Lingyun led a massive attack, destroyed his lair, and killed all his subordinates. . This monster cleverly did not confront humans head-on, and now that the situation is over, he hid himself and waited for the humans to leave with the idea of ​​"keep the green hills alive without fear of burning".

The human brigade left, but the three masters and apprentices of Lingyun turned back halfway. The monster saw the three of them, especially the priest of Lingyun, who restrained his five powerful subordinates. Fortunately, Nan Yu's senses were sharper than those of human beings. Although he was injured in a hurry, it also blocked his plan to count Lingyun Daoist.

"The culprit broke you into pieces today!'

"I'll kill you all today!"

Xuanji and the monsters didn't give each other verbally, and they yelled at each other without waiting to fight. Daoist Lingyun looked at Nan Yu worriedly until he saw her standing up against the wall. He didn't wait for Nan Yu to join in. People are already fighting.

"That's a very powerful monster. The monsters I've seen so far are only five stronger than him." Nan Yu still has lingering fears when he thinks of the fierce battle.

"Oh such a powerful monster? You've lived for a thousand years, and you can still remember him. You can see that his strength is good. I would like to meet him." Meng Shu said with a smile.

Nan Yu glanced at him and thought: There is no monster that can be more terrifying than you. Compared with you, I think he is nothing.

Meng Shu immediately saw through her thoughts "haha" and smiled, "After a long time, I forgot that I was also a monster. What happened to you, the three of you master and apprentice won, right?"

"Just a fluke..."

The monster was blinded by Xuanji in one eye, and then had **** cut off by Daoist Lingyun, and almost went crazy with one foot, kicking Xuanji away and stepping down on Daoist Lingyun who fell to the ground. Nan Yu rolled over and hugged his leg tightly. The monster raised his hand and slashed into Nan Yu's shoulder. Nan Yu screamed, but instead of flinching, he dragged the monster away from Daoist Lingyun's side. The monster's blade stuck in Nan Yu. He couldn't get out of the shoulder bone for a while, raised his leg and kicked her chest, Nan Yu opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, but he still didn't let go. Instead, he opened his mouth and bit the opponent's ankle. She bit off the monster and screamed and threw her legs twice, but she still couldn't shake it. She pulled out the knife and cut her head off.

"Nan Yu, run away!" Xuanji knelt on the ground and threw the sword at the monster's vest. The monster turned his hand away from the sword, and Nan Yu took the opportunity to stand up, but he was still blocked between the monster and Daoist Lingyun: "Senior brother, bring Master to go first!" Xuanji struggled to stand up and picked up Daoist Lingyun's sword Said: "I'll stop him, save the master first!"

Ling Yun Daochang broke a few ribs and stabbed it into his lungs. Now he can't even breathe. He can't speak at all, but he can clearly hear the two apprentices fighting to protect themselves and escape. . When he heard Xuanji's screams and Nan Yu's roar, he didn't know where the strength came from, and he sat up on the ground with his broken arm.

The monster was slashing at Xuanji with a knife. Nan Yu rushed up and blocked it with his arm. Xuanji took advantage of the opportunity to swing the sword and knocked the remaining blade of the monster into the air. However, his injuries were too severe to continue the attack, and instead he stumbled to his knees on the ground and vomited blood from his mouth.

"Don't hurt my disciple!" Daoist Lingyun shouted, and rushed towards the monster who was about to take Xuanji and Nanyu's life, hugged him tightly, and entangled him. He made up his mind to use his own life in exchange for the safety of the two apprentices, so he hugged the monster and rolled towards a fiery hall to die with the other party.

"Master!" Xuanji and Nan Yu scrambling and chasing after Daoist Lingyun and the monster both rolled into the fire of the hall that was about to collapse. The monster struggled hard, but even though Daoist Lingyun was seriously injured, the blow before his death was still extremely fierce. In their entanglement, there was a loud noise above the head, and the ceiling beam of the hall was finally burned and smashed down at them.

"Master!" Xuanji rushed up desperately and hugged Daoist Lingyun, protecting his body on top of him, closing his eyes and waiting for the fatal blow.

The beam did not fall on them smoothly.

Nan Yu stood in the flames and held up the beam of the temple with both hands. At this juncture of life and death, she finally wielded the power of zombies to the fullest.

Xuanji picked up Daoist Lingyun and rushed out of the main hall, ignoring the flames emerging from his body, while slapping the flames on his body for the master and shouting loudly: "Junior sister, hurry up!"

As soon as Daoist Lingyun let go, the monster was free to move. He sneered and pushed Nan Yu, who couldn't move, holding the burning beam in his hands step by step. Nan Yu stared at him and prepared for him to leave. Come over, let go of your hand and die with him in the sea of ​​​​fire.

"Junior sister come out soon!" Xuanji called anxiously. He had already seen Nan Yu's plan.

A figure suddenly rushed into the mouth of the sea of ​​fire and shouted: "Evil, I want you to pay for the life of the two hundred disciples of Nanshan Temple!" He hugged the monster tightly and knocked Nan Yu out with one palm. Xuanji opened his hands to catch Nan Yu and the two of them fell to the ground together and rolled over and over again before putting out the flames on his body.

At this time, the hall collapsed with a loud bang, crushing the man and the monster together. In such a fire that was originally drawn by the masters of various factions, no matter how powerful his mana was, he would not be able to escape.

"Cisheng..." Daoist Lingyun let out tears.

The one who rushed up and perished with the monsters was the Master Cisheng who followed them quietly all the way. He finally avenged the disciples of Nanshan Temple himself.

“How are you, Master?” Xuanji stumbled over with Nan Yu supported.

"I'm fine..." Master Lingyun spit out a mouthful of blood before he could finish speaking.

"Master, Master!" Xuanji and Nan Yu hurriedly rushed to his side and found that he was just seriously injured and unable to cope. After that, Xuanji breathed a sigh of relief and collapsed beside Master, only Nan Yu barely supported her and saw that it was still burning. The main hall of the hall held up Master with one hand and Xuanji with one hand and walked down the mountain step by step...

Daoist Lingyun stood on the hillside and looked back at the old friend's burial place with a long sigh and took Xuanji and Nan Yu on the return journey. The injuries of the three master and apprentice are very serious. It has been more than two months since they could travel long distances. After this period of time, Daoist Lingyun's death to his friends was relieved, but he was still depressed. Huan just walked silently.

After this fierce battle, if there is any gain, the original knot between Xuanji and Nanyu is gone. With this hand in hand, they can finally treat each other like a brother and sister.

"There is a small village in front of Master, I will find a place to stay overnight." The unhealed injuries do not allow them to be overworked. Every day, Xuan Ji is urging to rest early, and now he runs quickly to the small village down the mountain to take the lead. Go do everything.

Nan Yu watched Xuan Ji disappear and his eyes stayed on the small village, which suddenly touched some memories in his mind. "Nan Yu, we..." Lingyun Daochang felt that she didn't keep up, but she turned around and saw her eyes staring straight at "Nan Yu, what are you looking at?"

Nan Yu took a few steps towards the village. She didn't hear Daoist Lingyun's words. The smoke rising from the village and the countless red flowers blooming between the bamboo fences in the fence house -- with the most fear in her heart something jumped to her mind.

"Nan Yu!"

Daoist Lingyun's shouting didn't stop her, Nan Yu turned around and rushed into Hawthorn, running all the way. The roar was still heard all the way.

"Junior sister! Where are you going? Master here..." After finding the mystery of the farmer who was willing to lend them a house, he saw Nan Yu's background and looked at Daoist Lingyun in a puzzled way.

Daoist Lingyun looked worriedly at Nan Yu's disappearing direction and said, "I remember Nan Yu once said that she once killed a woman in a small village, and it was because she killed the woman who seemed to know her that Nan Yu regained her humanity little by little. Maybe it's here..."

"She remembered what happened when she was a zombie again." Xuanji frowned, "Master, we have to get the junior sister back quickly, or maybe something will happen to her because she can't bear the remorse!"

Nan Yu sat on a tree and stared blankly at the approaching Taoist priest with murderous intent in his eyes.

"Junior sister." Xuanji called softly, but the answer was a low growl that was definitely not human.

"Junior sister, Master and I have been looking for you for three days. Come back with me!" Xuanji took a few steps forward. Nan Yu raised his hand threateningly and slapped the sawdust flying on the tree.

"You think you are still a zombie! Have you forgotten that you are human! Have you forgotten that you are a disciple of my Xuantongguan!" Xuanji knew that Nan Yu had lost his true nature again because of the remorse and torture in his heart, so he stared at him sternly. She continued to move forward while saying what she cared about most.

Xuanji's words softened Nan Yu's eyes. He seemed to be thinking about something, but soon he began to roar again and slammed towards Xuanji. Xuanji stared at her eyes but did not resist and let her knock herself down. On the ground, he raised his hand and pinched his neck. Xuan Ji never fought back or looked away from her face.

Nan Yu's strength gradually relaxed, staring blankly at Xuanji's face and finally lowered his head and muttered, "Kill me, I'm a monster, I ate people, you kill me."

Xuanji patted her shoulder and shook her head.

Nan Yu sat on the ground crying and Xuanji had been quietly standing beside her and looked at her and said, "Go back, Master is waiting for you..."

Nan Yu shook her head vigorously: "Why didn't you kill me! Don't you hate monsters the most! Why don't you kill me soon after I ate so many people!"

"You're not a monster, you're my junior sister, wasn't that zombie driven out of this body by you long ago?"

"No! I'm still a monster! I'll never be human!"

"You're already a disciple of my Xuantongguan, so what nonsense are you talking about. Let's go back, let's go back and be filial to our master, and we've got a lot to do. How about making up for the kill."

"Senior brother..."

"You stopped killing people from then on." Meng Shu asked.

"Well, if I commit murder again, when will I pay it back." Nan Yu smiled lightly.

"No wonder you use all Taoist kung fu, so you are really an authentic Taoist disciple. It's just that I have never heard of the sect of Xuantongguan? Don't take offense, maybe I'm ignorant."

Nan Yu shook his head and said sadly, "I've been the only one in Xuantong Temple for almost two hundred years, and it's normal that you haven't heard of it."

"Oh."

"After the death of the master, the brothers built the Xuantong Temple very well. During the peak period, there were more than 200 Taoist priests in our temple, and I even accepted two apprentices..." She recalled the prosperous period of the school with a smile. "But later ..."

"Is it war?" Meng Shu asked.

"Yeah." That era happened to have a change of dynasty in human history. Meng Shu can guess that it is not surprising that the wooden swords of Taoists can subdue demons and slay demons, but they cannot stop the sharp swords and iron cavalry of human beings.

"Senior Brother! Senior Brother!" Nan Yu waved his hand away from the soldiers who rushed up and jumped into the courtyard. There was chaos in the courtyard. Hundreds of heavily armed soldiers rushed into the Taoist temple in the early hours of the morning. The Taoist priests couldn't help but scream. Xuantongguan suddenly turned into a slaughterhouse.

The weapon in Nan Yu's hand is the jade flute that Daoist Lingyun left to her when she died: he gave Xuanji Yuxiao the Taomu sword of the chief food, but gave it to his younger apprentice Yuxiao, and drew an arc against a soldier's neck Shang Nanyu asked sharply, "Who are you? Why did you attack us?"

"Xuantongguan, a group of people and other people who have hidden weapons gather in a crowd to plot against the general's order to encircle and suppress the resisters is to kill!" Before the soldier could answer an officer-like announcement, he explained everything. Nan Yu lowered his hand and sighed, and the court was incompetent to defend against foreign enemies, but the grass and trees were all soldiers, but it was just because many of the disciples were proficient in martial arts and mysterious, and lofty and self-conscious that they did not want to serve for the high-ranking officials of the court.

"Master..." A scream came from Nan Yu when he looked up and saw one of his own disciples pierced through the chest with a sword from an officer.

"Stop! Stop!" Nan Yu cried out hoarsely as he watched the disciples fall down one by one.

There are thousands of officers and soldiers, all armed with sharp knives, armored, and archers ready to shoot. These Taoist priests learn all about martial arts and magic, how to deal with demons and monsters. How are these specialized trainings to fight and kill people? opponent of the human army. Nan Yu watched helplessly as a disciple was in a different place. She tried her best to save them and saved a few more people.

The Taoist priests in Guanli didn't dare to kill the officers and soldiers at first, but then they fought desperately when they saw that these officers and soldiers were planning to kill the Taoists.

There was a lot of shouting and killing in the Xuantong Temple, but all the Taoists in the temple went down. Nan Yu and a few disciples fought hard to protect themselves, but those disciples who were left alone, with only three or five people working together, became fewer and fewer under the slaughter of the officers and soldiers. Nan Yu watched helplessly as his other disciple was stabbed to death and then beheaded, and then saw the youngest Taoist priest in Guanli being pinched by two officers and soldiers and fell down with his eyes open in anger.

The voices of the more and more Taoist priests who stepped on the corpses on the ground and poured into the temple to resist became weaker.

Xuanji Wujian and a dozen disciples tried their best to join Xiang Nanyu. He was covered in scars and still protected the disciples while shouting: "Junior sister and disciple escape to the back mountain!" That human being The officer galloped at him with a sword in the head, and Xuanji raised his sword to resist. I saw that the peach wood sword that Xuantongguan had been told from generation to generation did not know how many demons had been killed, but it was under the Qingfeng sword, and Duan Xuanji also fell.

"Senior brother..." Nan Yu's exclamation turned into a thunderous roar after seeing the officers and soldiers still slashing at Xuanji, shocking everyone present. When she tore open a warhorse with her bare hands, broke dozens of weapons, and rushed towards the mystery, a human soldier looked at her blood-red eyes and screamed: "Monster!"

"Monster!"

"Help! There are monsters!"

"You monsters..."

“…”

At this time, even the commander couldn't restrain the terrified soldiers. With the dancing of Nan Yu's hands, the troops that rushed to the Guanli retreated cleanly after a while.

"How are you, brother?" Nan Yu came to Xuanji and hugged his head. Nan Yu still looks like a young girl now, but Xuan Ji has long been white and looks like Daoist Lingyun back then. He smiled wryly at Nan Yu, knowing that his skull had already been split open, even a **** could not save him. "Senior brother..." For decades, the two brothers and sisters have been dependent on each other. Nan Yu has truly regarded him as her own brother in her heart. Now she can't help crying in this situation.

"Nan Yu...I...I'm sorry, Master, I didn't take good care of Xuantong Guan..." His eyes passed over the surviving disciples with more and more sadness and finally fell on Nan Yu's face: "Please..." Xuanji turned to Nanyu She stretched out her hand and tightly clasped Nan Yu's hand for a long time. After a long time, Xuanji put the half-handled wooden sword full of blood into her hand. The corners of her mouth twitched, revealing a wry smile: "With you in Xuantongguan, it will not be lost..." Said After exhaling, I stopped breathing~IndoMTL.com~Master..."

"Master..." The surrounding surviving disciples immediately burst into tears.

Nan Yu didn't even have the strength to cry, she stood up dazedly, and now she didn't know when the fog appeared, and she became more and more hazy and hazy again so that she couldn't see anything...

"For me, the fog has never dissipated... My life has always been in the fog." Nan Yu looked into the distance blankly with his hands on his cheeks "The disciples always walk in front of me. After sending off several generations of disciples to the Xuantong Temple today, I am still the only one... Who in the world would still practice Daoism today? How can I promote the sect without disciples?" She was more like asking herself what was Meng Shu saying? Neither said.

I don't know when the bright moon in the sky disappeared behind the clouds and was surrounded by the white fog. Nan Yu put down the tea cup and walked slowly to the fog. There was a low "Treasure" from the fog around him.

Nan Yu was walking in the fog and gradually saw the lights and raindrops falling on her face in the distance. She opened her umbrella and joined the crowd in a hurry after get off work.