Du Xu was walking on the road in a Zhongshan suit, with white bones everywhere beside the road. In the woods on the roadside, crows screamed shrillly, and the sky and the earth were filled with a depressed and gloomy aura.

This is a world similar to the Republic of China period. Warlords fought melee, people were living in poverty, hunger was everywhere, and nine out of ten households were empty. Unlike the Republic of China period, ghosts and zombies were rampant here, China had zombies and evil spirits, and the West had blood clans and werewolfs. Although the Western national strength was stronger than China, the situation was not much stronger than China. England, France, Franji and other European countries were constantly in war, and Eastern Europe and southern Europe were actually controlled by the dark race. The blood clans controlled Hungary, Bulgaria and other countries, and werewolfs controlled Nordic countries such as Denmark. The Holy See could only hide in Italy and other countries.

This is a terrible world, and humans are just food for demons.

But if one is born, there must be one thing to restrain. Although demons are rampant here, there are also humans who master the great powers of magical powers and kill demons and eliminate demons.

The Buddhist sects in China, Taoist monks represented by Maoshan and Wutai, are struggling on the front line of eliminating demons. The Shinto wizards, wizards, monks of the Literature, masters of the South China Sea, wizards, Arabian wizards, warriors, paladins of Europa, priests, American priests, and witch hunters, also protect their countries.

Du Xu has been in this world for three days, but he has not seen a single figure except ghosts. The villages he passed by on the road have been abandoned, human corpses can be seen everywhere, and evil spirits and ghosts are everywhere, but there are no living people. At night, ghosts often attacked, and Du Xu met four or five times in just three days. If Du Xu had not had some magic power and sufficient masculine energy, there were some talismans he drew in the Kunlun Mirror, and the essence and blood had long been sucked by the evil ghosts.

"Oh my God! Are all the people in China dead? How far have I walked? There are no less than a hundred corpses, but no living people have been seen." Du Xu squatted on the bluestone beside the road in sadness, covering his face with his hands, and said tiredly.

"Although I can go into the Kunlun Mirror to rest at any time with sufficient supplies, I am here to learn the Tao, and I can't even see anyone, so who can I learn skills from?" Du Xu saw that the sun was rising and it was already lunch time, so he took out a box of lunch from the Kunlun Mirror and ate it in a hurry.

Behind the distant mountains, a few lines of smoke drifted from afar. Du Xu was so excited when he saw it.

"After walking for three days, I finally saw signs of human activities." Du Xu finished picking up lunch boxes, threw the garbage aside, and ran towards the smoke.

After climbing the mountains, a large village of hundreds of households appeared in front of Du Xu. The village was peacefully located by a small river. A few rows of smoke rose. Du Xu heard the sound of dog barking from afar. Du Xu was overjoyed and rushed towards the village.

As soon as he entered the village, Du Xu felt something was wrong. The villagers in the village were in a hurry. It was already noon. There were still many people staying together and refused to go to have a meal. He came to the village, a foreigner, but no one came up to ask.

Du Xu grabbed a passing man and asked, "Brother-in-law, what's wrong with this village? I'm back from a foreign country and want to stay in this village. I wonder if it's OK?"

The old man said to him sincerely: "Young people from other places, you should leave our village quickly! Not only can you not stay in the village, but there is danger. You can leave here quickly. It's dark and you can't leave."

Du Xu smiled optimistically. He finally saw people, and there were supernatural ghosts and monsters. It was too late to welcome them, so how could he escape?

Such haunted villages are the easiest to attract experts with magic power, and this is the person Du Xu is looking for. At that moment, Du Xu made up his mind that even if the villagers drove him away, he would not leave.

"Brother-in-law said, I have learned some skills from my grandfather. Along the way, I have also eliminated several evil spirits and evil spirits. If it is useful to me, I might as well tell me." Du Xu said with a smile.

The old man was a little skeptical, and he said in confusion: "There are zombies in our village that have killed many people! Even the old temple prayers cannot be subdued. Do you really have a way for foreigners? Don't be arrogant and harm yourself."

Du Xu smiled confidently and took out a stack of talismans from the package behind him: "You may as well take me to the temple to pray, he will definitely prove it."

After hearing Du Xu's words, the old man believed it a little while when he saw the talisman in Du Xu's hand. He hurriedly took Du Xu to the ancestral hall in the center of the village.

The ancestral hall is not big, but it is built in a very neat manner and cleanly maintained. It can be seen that the villagers love the ancestral hall very much and the incense is also very popular. There are many tablets in the ancestral hall, and an old man wearing a priest's clothes are wiping the tablets. The old man's hair and beard are all white, probably in his sixties, but his eyes are very bright and not like the eyes of an old man at all.

The old man asked Du Xu to stop in front of the ancestral hall, went in by himself, and said a few words in Lao Miao Zhu's ear. After hearing a few words, Lao Miao Zhu looked at Du Xu with a look of excitement in his eyes.

After hearing the old man's words, Laomiao Zhu quickly welcomed out of the ancestral hall and invited Du Xu in.

He poured Du Xu a cup of tea and handed it to Du Xu himself, and said excitedly: "Youngsheng, you are the life-saving straw in our village! Now I really have no choice. You are a capable person and we are very grateful to be willing to help our village!" When Lao Miaozhu said this, he couldn't help but give Du Xu a big gift.

Du Xu quickly helped Lao Miao Zhu up and said firmly: "My grandfather taught me how to protect the people. Now that I can help everyone, this is my responsibility and my luck."

After hearing the temple blessing, I couldn't help but burst into tears and claimed to be a sacred pavilion.

Laomiao Zhu asked someone to summon the villagers and hand over the power to dispatch personnel to Du Xu in front of the villagers.

Du Xu did not refuse and ordered the villagers to prepare glutinous rice, salt, sulfur, wooden forks, long wooden sticks, hemp ropes and other things, and organized a few young and strong men to collect firewood. He pasted talismans around the ancestral hall, mixed salt and glutinous rice, scattered a circle around the ancestral hall, and then scattered a large circle of hundreds of feet in a radius around the small circle.

Just as everyone was busy, the sky was getting darker and it was dusk in a short while.

The twilight at dusk dyed red clouds, giving all things on the ground a layer of golden light. Around the ancestral hall, the villagers of the village crowded around the ancestral hall. The outermost periphery was the young and strong organization of Du Xu. They held wooden forks and sticks to protect the old and weak behind them.

In the ancestral hall, Lao Miaozhu hid in the ancestral hall with the children from the village.

Du Xu asked people to light a few huge bonfires around the ancestral hall. The villagers hid in the bonfire circle and left only a hole in the front of the ancestral hall. Du Xu and a few young and strong men were stationed in person.

The sky gradually became dark, and the villagers around the ancestral hall were all swallowing their breath, and there was silence. Only the "slap" sound of the bonfire burning and the sobs of the children in the ancestral hall echoed in the quiet late night. The young and strong patrolling were vigilantly observing the surroundings and not missing a corner.

Du Xu suddenly issued a warning sign in his heart. He was so excited that he could only see a few black shadows in the distance, approaching the ancestral hall. He shouted loudly: "Please take care of it, there is something!"

The black shadows gradually approached the ancestral hall, and the fire illuminated their faces, which scared several villagers to scream. Even the young and strong people had their feet weakened.

The shadows were actually dead villagers. Their skin was bleak, their faces were still rotten, their eyes were protruding from their sockets, their eyes were covered with bloodshot, and two fangs were exposed at the corners of their mouths. The joints were very stiff. They jumped and jumped when they walked, but in a short while, they approached the ancestral hall.

Du Xu saw that the zombie at the beginning was a distance from the corpse group, and quickly picked up the torch beating beside him and threw it at the corpse group behind him. The corpse group hesitated, and the zombie and the corpse group were divided. Seeing this opportunity, Du Xu picked up the wooden fork next to him, rushed towards the zombie, and crossed the wooden fork around the zombie's neck. His true energy circulated all over his body, and a powerful force erupted, pouring the zombie fork to the ground and pressing it against the ground.

There were a few brave young men next to him. Seeing the zombies being forked down, they pressed the zombies to the ground according to the tasks assigned by Du Xu. Five or six young men pressed the zombies so hard that they could not move. Du Xu let go of the wooden fork, pulled out a hatchet full of talismans from behind, came to the zombie, swung his arms and chopped the zombie's neck, and cut half of the neck with one knife. Du Xu used all his strength and cut off the zombie's head with three swords.

Du Xu lifted the zombie's head and threw it into a large water tank. At this time, the corpse group was approaching them. Du Xu called the young and strong nearby, and a dozen people lined up in a row, holding wooden forks and sticks, shouted loudly, and rushed towards the corpse group neatly.

Some zombies were quickly pushed down, while others were not pushed down, but some young and strong rushed up and hooked the zombie's feet with hooks and hemp ropes, and put force up and down to trip the zombie. Five or six middle-aged men held wooden shields and pressed the zombie on the zombie, which could not be moved.

Du Xu took out a stack of talismans and saw a zombie being pressed down. He put the talisman on the zombie's forehead to calm the zombie's corpse energy, and soon all the zombies were suppressed.

Although the zombies had been suppressed by the talismans, everyone still did not dare to take it lightly. It was not until Du Xu used a hatchet to cut off the zombie's head and threw it into the water tank that everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"You must be energetic! Although these zombies have been eliminated, it is difficult to guarantee that other zombies will not appear, and you must not let go of any trace." Du Xu loudly taught the young and strong patrolling.

Sure enough, there were two more small-scale attacks, but only two or three zombies, and they were quickly destroyed.

The villagers next to the ancestral hall seem to have never spent such a long night. But in the long night, there are times when the first ray of sunshine of dawn spread across the earth, everyone couldn't help but cheer.

The excited villagers lifted Du Xu and threw him up, and the whole ancestral hall was bustling.

After Du Xu came down, his whole face turned red with excitement, and a huge sense of accomplishment filled his heart. "Seeing their smiles means that what I did is meaningful." Du Xu thought excitedly, "I will do something for them! I want to bring them a comfortable life."

But Du Xu immediately calmed down. He was not a saint who saved the world, but a seeker who climbed the path of immortality. Perhaps he could act justly, but he was always on another path.

Du Xu calmed down and called a few young men to pour the zombie head in the water tank into the sun. When the zombie's head saw the sun, it "hissed" and the whole head was burned into coke by the sun.

Some bold young men piled up firewood piles and threw scorched zombies on the firewood piles, preparing to burn them with fire.

"Let's do it!" A voice came from afar.

Du Xu looked back and saw a Taoist man in his forties and fifties in his robe, raising his hand to stop him.

The Taoist man had a bun on his head and used a simple wooden hairpin to make his eyebrows connect. His eyebrows were straight, his facial features were upright, his face was arrogant and powerful without anger. He was wearing a green Taoist robe, which was a bit white. His feet were shabby and muddy. It was obvious that he had been rushing for a long time. He was carrying a yellow cloth bag on his waist, with a gossip pattern on it, and he was leaning on a flag in his hand, and there were only some cloud talismans on the surface of the flag.

When Du Xu saw the Taoist, he couldn't help but be stunned, "This man looks like Lin Zhengying!" Du Xu exclaimed: "It's Uncle Ying, no~ It's Uncle Ying!"

He immediately confirmed that he should learn Taoism from "Uncle Ying".
Chapter completed!