Hua Niang tilted her rotten head and wobbled towards Sui Nong.
Her eyeballs were cloudy and dark, pus flowed out from the seven orifices, long black nails grew on her five fingers, and she let out a low growl, her movements were much faster than before.
"It seems that it has evolved into a walking corpse." Zhao Jian rubbed his chin with one hand and pondered: "The walking corpse was born out of grievances. Is there any relationship between this person and this corpse?"
Huai Bo nodded deeply, "Exactly."
Zhao Jian was surprised: "Master, what do you see?"
Huai Bo's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said slowly: "When I look at this man, I know that he dares to do anything but good deeds."
Sui Nong was so frightened that his three souls came out of his body, his seven souls were separated from his body, and he sat down on the ground. When he heard Huai Bai's voice, he crawled over on all fours as if seeing hope, and cried tearfully: "Xian Boss, save me, save me, this woman is going to kill me!"
Huai Bai hugged Peiyu and retreated a few steps, avoiding Sui Neng's fat, dusty hands.
Zhao Jianyi also closed his eyes, and his voice sounded very sincere, "A gentleman is like a beast, he sees it alive, but he can't bear to see it die, so go away."
At this moment, Hua Niang was standing in front of Sui Nong, and Sui Nong looked at Hua Niang's rotten and pus-filled face, trembling and crawling back.
Hua Niang jumped up like a monkey and threw herself on him, opening her mouth to bite his neck.
A smoky corpse smell rushed over, Sui Nong didn't have time to vomit, he saw the sharp black teeth, like a row of sharp knives, cutting towards him with a cold light shining. He hurriedly reached out his hand to stop Hua Niang's mouth, his arm was as heavy as a thousand weights, and the viscous and disgusting dark green liquid fell on his face drop by drop.
Yang Ba and Song Wu were so frightened that their faces were like gold paper. Seeing that Hua Niang was only moving towards Sui, they secretly breathed a sigh of relief, so they dared to secretly raise their eyes and look at the two fairy elders who were standing by.
The young man has slender eyebrows and fine eyes, his thin lips are slightly raised, and his face is capitalized with thin coolness. On the other hand, the woman in green clothes and emerald feathers has apricot eyes and a fine nose, fair complexion, gentle smile, looks like a fairy, and is amiable.
But they shrunk their necks and moved a little closer to the young man. Facing such a horrific scene like a corpse biting someone, she can still laugh so happily, this woman is really... terrifying.
Sui Han was already exhausted, his arms kept falling under the weight of the corpse. He didn't dare to let go at all, and only cried and begged: "Immortal Chief, please help me, I am the cousin of the village chief, I can give you a lot of money! And women! I can give you anything!"
When Zhao Jian heard the money, he immediately opened his eyes, "Oh? How much did you give?"
Huai Bo joked: "Apprentice, you are really open to money."
Sui Nong hurriedly shouted: "Ten taels of gold... no, no, one hundred taels! One hundred taels! Please!" His arms were sore and painful, and his eyes squinted hard. Seeing that Hua Niang was about to bite him, he didn't care No money or no money.
"Hahaha, it's done." As soon as Zhao Jian took out a talisman and slapped Huaniang behind her, the body froze immediately and fell straight forward. Sui Nong's hands were weak, and he came mouth to mouth with the corpse, cheek to cheek. The rancid pus flowing into his mouth felt really... sour.
Sui Nong rolled his eyes and immediately passed out.
"You drag him and lead the way." Zhao Jian ordered Yang Ba Song Wu a little bit.
"Yes, yes." The two dared not listen, but Hua Niang's appearance was so terrifying, they approached with shaking legs, closed their eyes and gritted their teeth, and with all their strength they pulled Sui Nong out from under the corpse. .
Over there they were working out of breath, and here Zhao Jianyi and Huai Bai surrounded Peiyu with concern on their faces.
Huai Bai covered Peiyu's eyes and said softly: "Apprentices, don't be afraid, they are just tug-of-war, did you hear that, they are all exerting great force! The big brother on the left, please work harder!"
Yang Ba, who was standing on the left, was so frightened that he staggered when he heard this, and dragged his feet even harder.
Zhao Jianyi echoed: "Yes, yes, the two are at a stalemate now, and the battle is very fierce. The big brother on the right, you have to work hard!"
After Song Wu heard this, he and Yang Ba looked at each other, both of them had the same sad brows, wanting to cry but not tears.
Damn fat pig, why is it so heavy! They cursed secretly in their hearts.
Peiyu stood obediently. Even if her eyes were covered, as long as she moved her mind, Song Wu Yang Ba's distressed appearance would appear in her mind. She pursed her lips, raised her hand and lightly touched the back of Huai Bai's hand. The tentacles have a smooth and jade-like texture, somewhat similar to the red carp pendant.
A child's fingertips are cold.
The back of his hand seemed to be licked by a poisonous snake, Huai Bai's body trembled slightly, and there was a vague feeling in his heart, as if he was being stared at by some ferocious beast.
She didn't take this intuition to heart, and just stared at the poor little girl who was standing upright, feeling a little worried. This child ran into the blood mist at a young age, and he didn't know what he saw, and whether he would leave a psychological shadow in the future.
"Peiyu," Huai Bai untied the long silk sash, put the green feather cloak on the girl, and covered the girl's eyes with a green satin, then took her hand, and said softly: "Follow me .”
When the cool wind blew, Huai Bai coughed lightly, and Zhao Jian asked nervously, "Master, do you feel unwell?"
Huai Bo smiled helplessly: "How can I be so delicate."
Is Master not in good health? Peiyu lowered her head, a little strange in her heart, the master in the previous life was obviously very healthy.
In this life, there are too many variables.
"By the way, I just saw that the place where the feng shui hole is opened has been painted with blood to attract ghosts." Huai Bai said softly, "I thought the blood mist was a man-made disaster, but after the blood talisman was broken by casting a spell, the mist disappeared. It hasn't gone away yet."
Zhao Jianyi was also surprised, "What kind of deep hatred is used to use such insidious methods. Two big brothers, have any monks in your village ever had any grudges against?"
Yang Ba thought for a while, then patted his head, "It must be that wandering Taoist priest!"
Song Wu echoed: "That's right! It must be him!"
Huai Bai covered his lips, his eyes were crooked into a smile, "Taoist? Could it be our Taoist disciples?"
In the world of comprehension, each sect and sect dress differently when traveling down the mountain. Taoist disciples are used to dressing up as wandering Taoist priests, while disciples of Shengrenzhuang like to wear Confucian shirts and pretend to be gentle scholars. Momen takes "frugal use" as its training, so after their disciples leave the city, they often take on jobs that are shameless to the world, such as peddling people, leading carts and selling oatmeal.
"Ah?" Yang Ba opened his mouth wide, and asked in surprise and fear: "What, what, is that person from the same sect as you?"
Zhao Jian curled his lips and said, "Who knows? Let me first tell you how you two got into a grudge."
Yang Ba took a look at Peiyu, his eyes flickered, he hesitated and said: "No, it's nothing, it's just that he is a liar, we found out, and then..."
Huai Bo stopped in his tracks, smiled and said, "Jian Yi, let's take your junior sister home first."
Zhao Jian immediately understood, "Yes, the flower folding event is held once every ten years, it would be a pity to delay the time."
Song Wu and Yang Ba were shocked, "Xianchang, aren't you going to save us?"
Zhao Jian frowned, and said bitterly: "You don't even dare to tell the truth, how can we save each other? Don't waste each other's time, you should go back earlier and prepare the coffin for yourselves."
"I said! I said!" Song Wu hurriedly said, "Don't abandon us!"
Then he disregarded Yang Ba's dissuasion, and slowly told about a disaster that happened two months ago.
Two months ago, a woman died in Yancun.
After she died, she turned into a fierce ghost and killed more than ten people in a row, making the village uneasy and everyone in danger.
At this time, a wandering Taoist priest came and said that he could get rid of evil spirits, so he opened an altar to do it that night. But he was weak, and after being severely injured by the female ghost, he became furious. He even blamed the innocent victims of the villagers, and forced the villagers to pay him. Finally, he was driven out of the village.
"It must be because he didn't receive the money, so he tricked us to harm us!" Song Wu said viciously.
"Oh?" Huai Bo chuckled, "So, it's my fellow student, isn't it?"
Song Wu hurriedly said: "Don't dare, that Taoist is really hateful! But how could you be like him?"
Hearing such flattery, Huai Bo lowered his head slightly, showing a shy look, "I'm overwhelmed, if that's the case, what will happen to the female ghost in the end?"
Song Wu lowered his eyes, deliberately ignored the child walking in the middle, lowered his voice and said, "We paid a lot of money to hire another little saint from Shengrenzhuang, and beat her out of her wits."
Huai Bai let out an "ah", as if he was frightened by the words Hunfeiposan, and it took him a long time to sigh with emotion: "That's really tragic."