"More than a hundred?! So many!"

The Taoist of Glasses screamed in shock.

"Master, this is a blood corpse, not a zombie."

"You need to say it to me? It's just a few fish. If this is a zombie, what's wrong?"

"It seems that the unmanned village five miles below the mountain was made of these blood corpses."

The old monk sighed quietly and recited the scriptures, as if he was rescuing the dead souls.

"Five miles?"

Cheng Fan thought it was not good.

The blood corpse's hunting range is so large that it must be eradicated as soon as possible.

"Fellow Taoist, it's 5 miles away. Is there any problem?" asked the Taoist who glasses.

Cheng Fan nodded, "I have killed the corpse refiner and have completely lost my restraints. The range of movement of the blood corpse may be more than five miles."

"What? More than a hundred out of control blood corpses, what should I do?"

Cheng Fan said seriously: "For the sake of this, we must remove the blood corpse as soon as possible. Please help me."

"Should this be the case."

The Taoist of glasses and his apprentice Jiale bowed to Cheng Fan and responded.

"We master and apprentice are from Laoshan, just to investigate the unmanned village. There are blood holes on the necks of cattle, sheep and livestock, and all the people in the village have disappeared." www.bǐqυgetν.℃ǒm

"We suspected that there were zombies in the mountain, so we went into the mountain to explore, but we were accidentally surrounded by blood corpses, which led to the scene just now."

Cheng Fan nodded, and what the Taoist of Glasses said was consistent with what he saw from the sky eye.

He turned his eyes to the old monk and asked, "Why did the master come here late at night? He also brought a little monk?"

The old monk sighed and said, "I took my disciples through Wuren Village, and I felt compassionate, so I thought about going up the mountain to eliminate harm to the people. But I didn't expect that my strength was not strong enough and I couldn't even protect my little disciple..."

Cheng Fan's eyes narrowed slightly and he nodded without showing any expression.

The old monk did not tell the truth. He did pass by the Wuren Village, but his original destination was on this mountain.

Take such a young child up the mountain to eliminate evil and eliminate harm for the people?

Cheng Fan didn't even believe in one of his punctuation marks.

I don’t know what kind of Buddhist skills this old monk practiced, which blocked his own cause and effect.

Cheng Fan didn't know his original purpose.

Now, one more person will have more effort. It is the top priority to completely remove blood corpses, so Cheng Fan didn't say much.

"By the way, fellow Taoist Daoxuan, I have another senior brother who has come to the mountains, all of whom are coming for the master's mission. After a while, I will call him to help."

"I'm working hard." Cheng Fan nodded with a smile, "By the way, there are a few seniors who come with me. If you have the chance, I'll introduce you to you."

After some greetings, everyone agreed to look for the remaining blood corpses separately and contact them with the messaging talisman.

Cheng Fan was no longer limited to the mountain. He was included in the search range within a radius of ten miles, and he actually found several blood corpses.

The Taoist and the old monk were also prepared for the glasses. When they saw a large group of blood corpses, they would bypass Cheng Fan and use the messaging talisman to inform him.

Half an hour later, everyone killed a group of blood corpses, and the traces of blood corpses in the mountains were getting fewer and fewer.

The Taoist of Glasses has not seen his senior brother for a long time, and feels a little strange.

"Jiale, how long has it been since I sent out a paper doll to ask your master for help?"

Jiale glanced at the phone and said, "It's almost an hour since Master. Master will not be in any trouble, right?"

The Taoist of Glasses was stunned when he heard this. Has it been so long?

"Why don't this old guy pretend not to know?"

Jiale's mouth twitched, "Master, Master, Master is not that kind of person. Could it be that paper doll, but I didn't find Master?"

"It's not impossible. Old boy, don't happen to you..."

Although the Taoist who glasses is not polite, he always cares about his senior brother in his heart.

At the same time, Old Dao Lin sneezes fiercely.

"Ah cut!"

Zixu took out a tissue and handed it to the master.

"Master, have a fire? You see, you're catching a cold."

Old Dao Lin rubbed his nose, "No, I'm in good health. It must be the second guy who scolded me behind his back."

"This place cannot easily create fire, those zombies will be attracted."

Zixu curled his lips and the idea of ​​making a fire to keep warm was ruined.

This place is full of yin energy and it is chilly at night.

She kept using her magic power to drive away the cold, and that little bit of magic power was about to come to an end.

Old Dao Lin stretched out his hand and bounced the paper doll's head with his finger.

"Oh! Master Lin, why are you hitting me?"

The paper doll screamed in pain and asked in grievance.

"You have been taking it for almost an hour, why haven't you found my junior brother yet? You haven't even seen any trace of fighting."

The paper doll touched her head and was stunned.

"Hey? It seems to be."

Old Dao Lin's eyes twitched, "You must have led the wrong way?"

"No, how could I lead the wrong way?"

A trace of nervousness flashed across the paper doll's face, and she waved her hands in panic.

Zixu said suspiciously: "Just do the slow bull! (Wait a minute!)"

"According to your initial statement, I met a zombie shortly after I went up the mountain and sent you to ask for help. This place has reached the depths of the forest. How could the uncle be in this location?"

"There is only one truth, you deliberately brought us here, what is your purpose!"

“Eh?”

The paper doll was confused.

"I'm not! I don't! You're talking nonsense!"

Old Dao Lin's eyes turned cold, "Tell the truth!"

The paper doll shrank his neck in fear, "I don't know either, I just think this direction is correct."

Old Dao Lin's eyebrows frowned immediately.

Paper dolls are just a spell, and their intelligence is very limited.

Usually the caster's mana will attract it to move forward, but it may also be disturbed and directed in the wrong direction.

"Okay, there's nothing to do with you."

Old Dao Lin put away the paper doll and returned it to his junior brother when he has the chance.

The premise is...

By then my junior brother is still alive.

Seeing that his master's face was not very good, Zixu stepped forward to comfort him: "Master, Uncle Master is quite powerful, so there should be no problem."

Old Dao Lin shook his head, "That arrogant guy is indeed not weak. He can invite the ancestor, but if he doesn't have time to do it, then half of his magic power will be wiped out."

"Thunder method is most suitable for dealing with zombies. It's a pity that he didn't learn the Thunder method at the beginning, otherwise how could he have to ask me for help?"

Zixu said: "What should we do now? Do we still have to find uncle?"

"I hope the guitarist will have a heavenly appearance... Zixu will hide it quickly and there will be movement!"

A rustling sound rang out, and Old Dao Lin and Zixu hid and looked in the direction where the sound came.

"Two footsteps... it sounds like they aren't zombies."

Old Taoist Lin sent a message to Zixu.

Zixu's eyes lit up when he heard this and he replied, "Can they be the glasses uncle and senior brother Jiale?"

"It's not necessarily them, let's take a look first."
Chapter completed!