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Chapter 414 Qianhu and Snake

The knife is an embroidered spring knife.

The clothes are brocade clothes and red robes.

The person is Oriental Bateman COS Western Mummy.

Jeanne looked silently at Qianhu, who was disguised as a mummy, with her buttocks and chin exposed, and her body covered in bandages. She didn't know what to say for a moment.

"So, Mr. Hou asked me to come here because he wants to save Master Qianhu?"

Jeanne turned her head and asked friendly.

"what?"

Hou Jue was stunned.

"what?"

Joan of Arc noticed Hou Jue's embarrassment and quickly added: "Chinese style is also fine. Master Ying Yuan and I went to attend a funeral banquet to eat before. I also learned how to play the suona at that time. At least I can play the suona well."

"Oh, you told me earlier, I thought you finally wanted to fulfill your filial piety, and you are always open to filial piety."

Jeanne walked to Qianhu, stretched out her hand, and touched the other person's pulse.

"Corpse?"

"He separated good and evil before. After the good Qianhu killed the evil Qianhu, he had a high fever. As time went by, his skin began to get hot, and he could only cover it with cloth. It was very strange. "

Gritting his teeth, Hou Jue lifted a piece of cloth from Qianhu's waist. Under the cloth, a hideous purple bruise stood out.

"Isn't this great?"

Hou Jue nodded and said in a slightly serious tone: "Qianhu, it seems that he is turning into a zombie again."

"Do you have any skills that sound less illegal?"

"By the way, what's wrong with Qianhu?"

Hou Jue frowned and said worriedly: "He told me before that he seemed to see the boundary between life and death and a hell-like scene at the moment he killed himself. This morning he suddenly lost consciousness. I haven’t woken up yet. The most important thing is..."

Hou Jue collapsed a little. He suddenly felt that it was a wrong decision to let Joan come alone. At least he might have a language communication barrier with the other party.

As a real zombie, Joan of Arc could tell at a glance that this purple bruise was a corpse spot.

Hou Jue spoke quickly to prevent Joan of Arc from being saved by Qianhu, "Lord Joan of Arc, we didn't come to you to ask you to be saved by Qianhu."

Joan of Arc was not present during the previous Qianhu Separation War. Her identity was quite special. Zhou Li was worried that her strange aura would disrupt the effect of the Tiger Talisman. The last time the situation happened again, he did not let her go with him. Therefore, Joan of Arc did not know what Qianhu had gone through.

Jeanne frowned and asked in confusion: "Help him transform into a corpse?"

Hou Jue was shocked, "I just heard Mr. Zhou say that you have done research on demon bodies and zombie bodies, and I want you to help see how Qianhu's body is doing. I don't want Qianhu to become a corpse!"

Joan of Arc suddenly understood and said with a smile: "You are really filial."

"no no."

What's this? A foreign language built from Chinese? Why can't I understand?

"Ah."

"What's that for?"

Jeanne was stunned for a moment and said matter-of-factly: "You don't have to worry about not being able to afford food in the future. You don't have to eat."

"No, no, no, it's better not to become a zombie if you can."

Waving his hands repeatedly, Hou Jue smiled dryly and said: "Miss Joan of Arc, could you please tell me what to do about this?"

"Have you asked Zhou Li and the others?"

Jeanne asked.

"I told Young Master Zhou, and Young Master Zhou asked me to find you. You are a professional." At this point, Hou Jue was also a little puzzled. "He said, just let Joan of Arc help you. It will be fine then." ”

"That's not right. In terms of medical skills, Miss Tang is far superior to me. In terms of Taoism, I think Taoist Zhuge is the genius among geniuses. Even in terms of knowledge of monsters, Miss Cen is better than me, so why me?" "

Rarely, the independent Joan of Arc burst out with an intelligent temperament.

"I do not know···"

Hou Jue scratched his head and said blankly: "I'm not sure either."

"Then let me try?"

After a brief hesitation, Joan of Arc said: "How should I try? I don't know how to rejuvenate."

"What do you know?"

Hou Jue asked.

Cracking her fingers, Joan began to speak in detail: "I know how to farm, eat on mats, sleep in coffins, make rivers of blood, fly chickens and eggs, roast chickens, roast people, roast corpses, French, English, formation of troops, Hand-to-hand assault, horse-mounted tactics, Holy Word..."

"Wait a moment."

Facing Joan of Arc, who was talking more and more weirdly and cruelly, Hou Jue quickly stretched out his hand to interrupt the other person, and even broke out in cold sweat, "Don't you have the ability to save people from fire and water? ?”

"some."

Joan of Arc nodded and said seriously: "I can erode the nerves with corpse poison so that he will never feel pain."

"What's the price?"

"die."

Joan of Arc thought for a while and added: "Of course, it will become a zombie."

Hou Jue started grabbing his hair, reminding himself that he couldn't defeat this stupid zombie.

"He's really calculating."

Just when Joan of Arc and Hou Jue looked at each other, not knowing what to do, a faint sigh came from outside the door of the small courtyard. Suddenly, Hou Jue's nerves became tense. He took out the long stick and looked at the door warily.

Mrs. Golden Snake···

That's right, the person who appeared at the entrance of the small courtyard was none other than Mrs. Golden Snake, who was dressed in a golden sand flowing fairy dress. She calmly looked at Hou Jue at the door of the house and said calmly: "Don't be so vigilant. Since I came here openly, I never thought of doing anything to you."

"What are you going to do?!"

Hou Jue suppressed his desire to have a show with the Golden Snake Lady, and stared at her with vigilance, fearing that she would do something strange.

"Rescue."

Her steps were light and indifferent. Mrs. Golden Snake did not take Hou Jue to heart at all and passed him by. She walked into the hut and looked at the mummy Qianhu lying on the bed. Mrs. Golden Snake's expression changed slightly.

"You want to save someone?"

Hou Jue was a little surprised. According to his logic, Mrs. Jin She must hate Zhou Li very much now and want to kill Qian Hu. After all, Zhou Li had caused her to lose a strong general, and the separation of Qianhu also gave Zhou Li and his team a powerful boost. Even if Mrs. Jin Snake doesn't kill Qianhu, she can't come to save him personally. This is unreasonable.

Mrs. Golden Snake did not answer. She just nodded to Jeanne and then sat next to Qianhu. She looked at Qianhu, who was lying unconscious on the bed, and a look of emotion appeared in her gentle golden vertical pupils.

"I didn't expect that you actually survived."

Stretching out his hand, his slender jade fingers rested on Qianhu's wrist. Mrs. Golden Snake closed her eyes slightly, as if she was sensing something, and murmured softly:

"You have experienced life and death twice. You died at the hands of Zuo Bubu and you were born in Zuo Wuyou. I don't know whether it is luck or the misfortune of our demon clan."

"what are you talking about?"

Hou Jue frowned and asked in confusion: "Are you here to save him?"

"He is trapped between life and death. Zhou Li predicted that I would not stand by and let him die, so he only let Miss Joan of Arc come here with the purpose of attracting me to save him."

A drop of scarlet blood fell on Qianhu's forehead, and instantly, an indescribable sense of distortion filled the hut. A moment later, a red "door" slowly opened, covering the entire room.

(End of this chapter)