Chapter 442 How did you get yourself into this?
The resentful corpse that was knocked out was not dead. All its limbs were broken. It still got up from the ground and ran towards this side quickly in a weird and twisted posture. Not only that, the surrounding cornfields were full of There was a strange noise.
It seems like a lot of things are running out like crazy.
Ma Bingliang suddenly changed, "No! There are resentful zombies all around!"
He thought it was just that one zombie, but he didn't expect that the surrounding cornfield was full of resentful corpses.
Why are there so many resentful corpses here?
Yan Qing stood in front of Taoist Master Xuan Yue, holding many talismans in his hands. Before he could cast the spell, he suddenly saw a burst of golden light on the ground, and the talisman array quickly formed under their feet.
"Sure!" a cold female voice shouted.
There was no movement in the surrounding cornfield for an instant, and the resentful corpse that had quickly run to the edge of the cornfield was frozen in place.
“This is?!” Ma Bingliang looked at the rotating talisman array on the ground, his face full of disbelief.
Talisman array!
Could it be that... Ma Bingliang raised his head and looked towards the black car. The black car was so big that it almost occupied most of the country road. He couldn't see the person standing at the front of the car.
I saw a golden talisman flying out of the air, and the moment it touched the resentful corpse on the roadside, a fire suddenly broke out. In just a few breaths, the resentful corpse was burned to ashes.
What a powerful talisman!
Then a beautiful girl wearing white clothes and a high ponytail slowly walked out from behind the black car and walked over here with a calm expression, holding a cat in her hand.
In the quiet talisman formation, there was only the slight sound of girls' footsteps, stepping on people's hearts.
Taoist Master Xuan Yue looked at her with a trance in his eyes. In a trance, he saw that the figure overlapped with the figure that had been there for hundreds of years.
On the battlefield where the flames of war are raging, a young girl wearing a smart gray-white robe, with long hair standing high and broken hair flying in front of her forehead, is turning a slender stick in her hand, with a slight smile on her face. He walked towards him freely again.
"Second Senior Brother, am I great?"
The girl walked up to him and looked at him proudly, as if asking for praise.
The gentle man's face was full of pride and tenderness. He smiled and said: "Awesome, our junior sister is the most amazing."
Seeing a small black mark on the girl's white face , distressedly took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wanted to wipe it clean for her.
Before the veil touched the girl’s face, she snatched it away directly, “Brother, I will do it myself.”
She held the veil as if washing her face Generally, rub it twice on your face quickly and violently.
The man looked at her movements and unconsciously pulled the corners of his mouth to both sides.
...
"How did you get yourself into this?"
A speechless voice mixed with a bit of worry sounded above his head, immediately pulling Taoist priest Xuan Yue back from his memories.
Unknowingly, Yang Fan had walked in front of him, his brows furrowed tightly, his eyes full of worry.
The little white tiger lay on her body, looking up and down at Taoist Xuanyue curiously. The last time he was in Sanqing Palace was at night. Although he could see his face clearly, at that time it was not thinking about eating cakes. Take a close look at this person.
Now that it looked carefully, it felt that this person looked familiar for some reason, as if it had seen it somewhere before, but it couldn't remember it after thinking about it for a long time.
Taoist Master Xuan Yue spread his hands and said with a wry smile, "I didn't calculate well when I went out, and I accidentally ended up like this."
Yang Fan clicked his tongue, "A lot You are still dragging the juniors who are older than you to act like young people."
Ma Bingliang: ...The juniors who are older than Xuan Yue shouldn't be talking about him, right?
Taoist Master Xuan Yue: "I don't want to give you a surprise."
Yang Fan chuckled, quite pleasantly surprised.
Yan Qing was speechless at his master. This old man didn't know that he...! ! !
"Master, where is your cultivation?!"
Yan Qing looked at Taoist Xuanyue in disbelief, and then he noticed that his master's cultivation was completely lost.
How could it be? Wasn’t everything fine when we went back? Why is this happening now? "I was injured a little before," Taoist Master Xuan Yue explained vaguely before changing the subject, "You'd better clean up the resentful corpses around you first."
"Yan Qing, Master is not telling you, this place is so close to Shangyuan Village, why didn't you find so many resentful corpses here."
Changing the topic and then accusing them of their work mistakes, this set of combos and Yang Fan It's almost the same time to trick those underhanded people.
Yan Qing's expression was a little subtle, and he subconsciously glanced in Yang Fan's direction.
Sure enough, some things in Sanqing Palace will be passed down automatically.
The honest man Ma Bingliang was immediately diverted, "Let's deal with the resentful corpse first."
Yang Fan knew very well that he was changing the topic. He sneered and turned to Yan Qing and said, "You guys clean up these resentful corpses."
Yan Qing hummed, turned around, and pinched his fingers with both hands. Holding the talisman, his eyes were sharp.
"Use thunder to drive away all evil, chop!"
Thunder and lightning were everywhere, and the resentful corpse hiding in the cornfield was struck by lightning. Fire suddenly ignited on its body, along with the empty corn around it. The poles were burned together.
Ma Bingliang also joined in the action of cleaning up the resentful corpses.
He also has several thunder talismans on his body, all of which were drawn by Yan Qing and others before.
The two people didn’t know it until they cleaned up. They were shocked when they found out that there were dozens of resentful corpses hidden in the cornfield.
The more Ma Bingliang dealt with it, the more frightened he became. If Yan Qing and the others had come later, he and Taoist Master Xuan Yue would have become one of these resentful corpses today!
Who is hiding so many resentful corpses here?
Yang Fan looked at Taoist Master Xuanyue still sitting on the ground, his face turned pale. The rain had stopped not long ago and the ground was still wet.
She walked back and reversed the car, put the little white tiger on the passenger seat, then got out of the car and returned to Taoist Master Xuan Yue, opened the car door, and stretched out her hand to him, "Can you stand up by yourself?"
Taoist Master Xuan Yue shook his head weakly, "No, my leg is broken." "
Yang Fan hummed softly, stepped forward and carried him into the car like a princess, carefully avoiding his injured leg. Xuan didn't even blush when he argued with Ma Binliang just now. Taoist priest Yue blushed for a rare moment and explained hesitantly.
"I... didn't mean it. The ground was so slippery that I didn't pay attention and fell."
"Don't try to walk on your own next time," Yang Fan said helplessly, holding the car door with one hand. , "Call me or Yanqing, we will pick you up."
Has this person forgotten that he is a road idiot? Except for the circle around Sanqing Mountain, he didn't know the way anywhere else, including his way home. She had to send him back to see his relatives every time.
He actually dared to walk with another old man who had never been to Uehara Village.
There are several forked roads from the town to Shangyuan Village. People who don’t know the roads can easily go the wrong way.
Taoist Master Xuan Yue nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, "I will definitely call you next time."
He will definitely remember to call them next time. Don't show off, he really overestimates his current body.
I didn't expect that such a slight fall would lead to fractures.
Yang Fan looked at his old and fragile body, seeing that all his cultivation was gone, his eyes were complicated, and the corners of his mouth twitched as he wanted to ask something, but in the end he didn't ask anything.
The little white tiger was lying on the top of the passenger seat, tilting his head and looking straight at Taoist Xuanyue. When he saw it looking at him, he smiled and said, "Yang Fan, you raise this one." The little white tiger is so cute.”
“It’s called Lao Hei, right?”
Yang glanced at the little white tiger and hummed softly.
Taoist priest Xuanyue chuckled, "It's so white, did I think you would name him Xiaobai?"
"The name Xiaobai sounds too weak, it is already weak. "Tell Lao Hei to be more domineering."
The little white tiger whined at Yang Fan unconvinced, "What's wrong with it? It's obviously super powerful!"
"Yes, yes, you are very powerful, so powerful that you can't beat a black bear." Yang Fan complained ruthlessly.
Little White Tiger: "Aww, aww, aww..."
Give it some time and it will definitely knock down that big black bear!