Exiled Huajiao

Chapter 37 Transfer
Gu worms can't bring people back from the dead, they can only make the corpse move freely like a normal person, but it doesn't have the thinking of a normal person.

To put it bluntly, it is a zombie.

But some, obsessed with love, want to stay by their side even if they are just a walking dead.

Zhu Yan snatched the lotus vase from Yingzhao's hand, and stared at Yingzhao with a pair of ring eyes.

"Are you playing tricks?"

As we all know, the sages in brocade clothes will only disrupt each other, never reach out to help, and even think about how to kill each other.

Yingzhao pointed to Yuan Jun: "I will take him away first. I will borrow it for one month and return it when it is due."

The loyal Yingzhao said that Yuanjun was responsible for catching the flower demon Baixi and avenging the dead Yinglong.And Zhu Yan, who has free time, can continue to hunt down the prophet Bai Ze and complete the holy order.

Among the Twelve Brocade Clothed Saints, Yingzhao was the most eloquent and Zhu Yan was the most stubborn and irritable.

Zhu Yan didn't believe in Yingzhao, but accepted the suggestion.

"Oh, right."

Yingzhao leaned close to Zhu Yan's ear with an ambiguous voice: "At night, on the bed, you can experience what it means to be the same as usual."

The smiling Yingzhao finished speaking and went to grab Cang Feng's arm, but Cang Feng waved it away in disgust.

He took the next best thing and grabbed Yuan Jun: "Sect Master Yuan Shao, please! I will send you to meet your little flower demon lover."

Yingzhao, with a gratified face, laments that he is caring in a pretentious manner, allowing couples of lovers to meet each other and relieve the pain of lovesickness!
Outside the gate of the Punishment Division, Yingzhao picked up a leaf from the ground and used it as a handkerchief. With a look of reluctance, he waved the leaf at Yuanjun and shouted, "Master Yuan Shao, have a safe journey. I kindly remind you , Gu poison will attack once every five days, be careful not to be discovered by her, so as not to break your heart."

Yuan Jun rolled up his sleeves, glanced at the black line on his arm, and sat in the carriage arranged by Yingzhao in silence.

On a summer night, the wind playfully lifted the curtains of the carriage.

Bai Xi held his chin and looked out.

Bashu is mountainous and densely forested, and when you look far away, you can see lush greenery everywhere.

The scenery is pleasant, the air is fresh, it is a good place to linger.

It's just that I don't know, which of Bai Ze's friends is unlucky enough to be used by him?

But is the Prophet Bai Ze here really just a simple member?
Bai Xi vaguely felt that it was not easy for the prophet Bai Ze to escape from the inner courtyard of the palace.

In the past few years, the empress has gone crazy in order to live forever.

The prophet Bai Ze, who is the imperial alchemist, knew that even if he ran to the ends of the earth, the empress would not give up hunting him, but he still ran away regardless. Did he successfully help the empress refine the medicine of immortality, or did he rely on something else?

No matter what the reason is, Bai Xi hopes that the prophet Bai Zemo will plot against the grass, tree and flower demon clan.

Feeling uneasy in his heart, Bai Xi hoped that he could learn the method of flower blooming from the prophet Bai Ze as soon as possible.

Outside the car window, the mountain peaks are light green, dark green and dense, and they are indistinct, stretching towards an unknown distance.

Suddenly, the horses pulling the cart neighed, the carriage shook violently, and stopped moving forward.

Bai Xi bumped her arm against the wall of the carriage, she frowned, and looked out through the flying curtain.

There was the sound of the coachman cursing outside the carriage, but there was no other sound.

Bai Xi lifted the curtain and jumped out of the carriage.

The disheveled coachman, who was greeting someone's ancestors, whipped his whip on the ground angrily, raising a cloud of dust, and then fell down on the ground decadently, stroking the kneeling horse in distress.

Bai Xi took two steps forward and saw that the horse's right hind leg was being eaten by something, exposing the white "bone".

There are many poisonous insects in Bashu, I never thought it would be so powerful!
Standing still and looking around, the mountains are empty and lonely, and there is no abnormality found.

Bai Xi withdrew her gaze and landed on the coachman.

The coachman was still scolding his mother, very angry, and felt the truth, not like a fake.

After such an accident, the horses could no longer pull the cart on the way, Bai Xi took out some money from her bosom, and paid some more to the unlucky coachman.

The coachman was grateful, and said that there was a village not far ahead, and he was going to gather some herbs on the mountain to heal the horse's leg. If Baixi was not in a hurry, she could wait an hour until the horse's leg got better, and they set off on the road together.

After all, Bai Xi is a woman, and it is not safe to travel alone on the road. The coachman sincerely invites Bai Xi to go with him.

Bai Xi looked at the injured horse's leg and shook her head lightly: "It's okay, I can walk alone without any problem."

The wound on the horse's leg was a bit strange, and Bai Xi felt that it was not an easy matter.

Along the way, the coachman chatted with Bai Xi very enthusiastically, caring about whether Bai Xi was thirsty or motion sick.

If someone really wanted her to be alone, and she continued to travel with the coachman, it might put the well-meaning coachman in danger.

The coachman was still worried, saying that there would not be much delay, and they would definitely be able to reach the village ahead before dark.

As he said that, he also took out a horse stool from the back of the car and told Bai Xi to sit down with the injured horse while he went to the forest to collect herbs.

It's hard to give up the hospitality, Bai Xi was about to nod, when suddenly there was the roar of a strange animal not far away, which scared the coachman to hug his horse.

Bai Xi stood up, looked towards the distance where the strange voice came from, frowned slightly, and bid farewell to the driver again.

The coachman, who was hugging the horse tightly, hesitated, and finally did not insist on letting Bai Xi stay.

As dusk approached, Bai Xi was facing the setting sun, and the coachman's shout came from behind him.

"Girl, you have to be careful alone."

Bai Xi waved her hand behind her, stepping on the golden sunlight, her figure was lonely and resolute.

Xiaoman waited for the show of bitter vegetables, the weather was hot and humid, and his body was sticky and uncomfortable.

Bai Xi walked alone on the spacious and flat road, the sun was already above the willow branches above her head, and there were no villages around her, so she might sleep in the woods tonight.

Suddenly, Bai Xi stopped in her tracks and used the small spell to repel mosquitoes.

An ox cart drove in slowly with its melodious bells ringing, and stopped in front of Bai Xi.

"Girl, do you need a ride?"

The driver of the cart had a dark face. He jumped out of the ox cart, shook the whip in his hand, smiled all over his face, and greeted Bai Xi warmly.

Ordinary ox carts usually have only one ox pulling the cart, but the ox cart in front of me has two oxen pulling the cart.

And the trolley is very spacious, with rails on both sides for people to lean on and also play a protective role.

Bai Xi saw a lot of this kind of oxcart modified to pull people along the way, she nodded, and stepped on the footstool that the driver put on the ground to get into the oxcart.

The bullock cart was paved with soft cushions, and Bai Xi sat on the outermost side.

Beside her, covered under a white cloth, was something in the shape of a child, motionless, an inanimate object.

The young man sitting across from Bai Xi had clear eyebrows and a faint demonic aura about him.

Bai Xi looked towards her, and the young man was looking at her with a smile.

"I don't know what to call a girl?"

(End of this chapter)