Eternal Tianzong

Chapter 492 Hades won't accept it, let's accept it!

"Don't worry, old man, passing by here today and staying here for a night is a kindness. If zombies come to attack tonight, I will definitely not stand by and watch." Zhao Ritian said with a serious face, showing a bit of immortality.

At this time, Ma Xiong said: "If there is nothing wrong with us tonight, the old man can trust us, and he can lead all the villagers to go with us and move out of Motianling. Of course, if he doesn't want to, he can also send people to go with us. Enter the Ancient Elephant City and report to the Ming government."

"That's good, that's good!"

The old man was sobbing at this moment, he kept nodding his head, wanting to worship, everyone talked and tried to stop him after several times of persuasion.

Afterwards, the old man turned around and went to the back room to take out a few plates of steamed buns and two plates of pickles, and said a little embarrassedly: "Little old man, these are the only things here, all immortal masters, don't be offended."

Everyone shook their heads: "No, no."

As he said that, Wu Yue grabbed three steamed buns, divided them into one for each of the senior and senior sisters, and ate them with big mouthfuls of pickles with shallots added.

Seeing this, Ma Xiong and Chen Feng smiled and shook their heads, they didn't care much, and didn't think much about it.

The old man went to the window to look again, and said: "The sun has just set, and zombies usually don't enter the village at this time. I will inform everyone that a fairy who has subdued demons has arrived, so there is no need to be afraid of zombies."

After finishing speaking, he opened the wooden door, the old man took off the ink fountain thread, and before Duanchou and the others could open their mouths, he hurried out.

"Chen Feng, your lightness kung fu is pretty good, follow along and watch, don't let the old man get hurt." Ma Xiong turned his head and ordered in a deep voice.

This move is not only to protect the elderly, but also to further understand the cause of the corpse disaster in the village.

Nodding his head, Chen Feng didn't say a word, took Qing Feng in his hand, and chased him out.

In this regard, Duanchou and the others also nodded secretly, they were as careful as a hair, and walked on thin ice. Ma Xiong already had the foundation of a monk in his heart and disposition.

In front of the table, Wu Yue breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the steamed bun in his hand, and was slightly dazed.

Seeing this, Ma Xiong said with a smile: "Brother Wu, but this steamed bun and pickled vegetables are not to your liking, hard to swallow? I still have some dried meat with strong wine, wait a minute, I'll get it for you."

Wu Yue shook his head, pulled him back, saw everyone watching, fell silent for a moment, and then said: "Back then, when our family was in a catastrophe, thousands of clansmen were killed by the devil overnight, my brother and I relied on our parents With the protection of the elders, he survived by luck and avoided the catastrophe."

"Later, we had been ill for a long time and lived on the streets. Our two brothers depended on each other for our lives. We couldn't get a meal, and almost died of illness and starvation on the street. At that time, a steamed bun was more important to us than life. For it, I You can fight desperately with the mastiffs raised by rich people, and you can compete with pigs for food."

"Later, by chance, the two of my brothers were reborn, traveled across the ocean, and finally worshiped a famous teacher, and we have today."

At this point, Wu Yue paused slightly, his eyes swept over Duanchou, revealing a touch of gratitude and reverence from the bottom of his heart, which disappeared in an instant, and then said:

"Now, I understand that ordinary people have too much helplessness and suffering. Three years ago, my brother and I lived on the streets. If a child gave us a steamed bun, you would not see me now."

Duanchou was indifferent and speechless, but there was a ripple in his heart. The black and white tigers looked at each other with a bit of embarrassment. No wonder Wu boy was like a dull gourd all day long, taciturn, exuding a calm and desolate air that did not match his age. Who would have thought that he would experience the tragedy of his family being ruined.

The two girls are the most emotional, their eyes are flushed.

Ma Xiong didn't think too much about it. After listening to it, he just sighed comfortingly: "The world is difficult, and good fortune tricks people. Brother Wu can have today, so he should cherish it."

Wu Yue ate up the steamed buns in a few mouthfuls, then a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he said in a cold voice: "So, before I crossed the sea to pay homage to my teacher, I made an oath that if any monsters do harm to me in the future, Wu Yue will definitely die."

Everyone was silent for a long time.

On the side, Lin Xiaoyuan's eyes flickered, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

After a while, everyone walked out of the house. On the stone path, a fire had already been lit. Except for the brothers who were watching the night sitting around the fire, everyone else had fallen asleep peacefully.

The men who walked the darts were relatively straightforward in character, and they didn't show much about the arrival of Duanchou and the others. They sat down by the fire and drank a few sips of spicy liquor. After a while, everyone became familiar and became one.

Listening to those escort men bragging about some interesting stories about their own darts, the two girls listened with gusto, giggling, inexplicably, let go of their prejudices, and didn't feel how annoying these mortals were.

Not long after, Chen Feng accompanied the old man to bring many villagers. The children were locked up at home, and only some young people arrived. They looked at Duanchou and the others with hope in their eyes.

"Fairy masters, is there anything we need to do?"

The old man stood at the forefront, obviously, he was the highest seniority in the village.

At this time, Ye Liangchen stood up and said: "Everyone go back, close the doors and windows as before, leave the village to us."

"Then trouble the immortal masters. If we catch the zombies, we will definitely set up an ancestral hall for you in Lijiazhai, and worship them day and night. We dare not neglect."

"That's right, as long as a few immortal masters can get rid of the zombies, we will definitely use all our savings to make offerings."

Quite a few villagers agreed, Duanchou could see that these people were upright and would definitely do what they said.

Before a few people refused, a group of villagers dispersed one after another. The old man finally said goodbye and returned to the house.

"They are afraid, afraid that after tonight, we will no longer care about them." Xu Shi thought of his own experience, and Ma Xiong sighed: "Ordinary people, even praying, are so helpless."

Duanchou closed his eyes slightly, he had a feeling, and opened his eyes after a few breaths.

"Late at night."

At this time, the dark clouds cleared, and at some point, a bright moon had already hung high on the top, and the village was so cloudy that it almost set off a gloomy wind, the bonfire was fierce, and sparks flew everywhere.

"The moon is bright, and the zombies are overcast. It's almost time to haunt."

Unavoidably suspicious, Wu Yue led the two maids into the old man's house, and Duanchou sat cross-legged with the black and white two tigers, closing their eyes and concentrating.

Xu Shi was affected by the atmosphere, Chen Feng and others also felt something strange, the voice of the conversation gradually weakened, and soon became inaudible, and they felt restless.

"Big Escort, do you think there will really be a zombie attack tonight?" Chen Feng looked at the three people sitting concentratingly, swallowed nervously, leaned over, and said with some creepiness.

Ma Xiong glanced at him, feeling nervous, but he still pretended to be indifferent and said: "What are you afraid of, isn't it just some dead people? If those zombies dare to come, just chop them up!"

"A group of people who are neither human nor ghost, Lord Yan won't accept it, let's accept it!"

Hearing this, Chen Feng immediately felt relieved, tightened the sword in his hand, and said fiercely: "That's right, it's just a zombie!"

(End of this chapter)