"Master, Uncle Xing'an is back, waiting outside the door?" The servant whispered. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Oh, why don't you invite him in." Wang Qingkun came back to his senses and asked the servant lightly.

"I saw that the old man was contemplating just now, and I didn't dare to disturb. The little one will invite Uncle Xing'an to come in. Then the servant went out the door.

At this time, a middle-aged man outside the door, who was waiting for Xue Bijing, saw the servant coming out of the hall, hurriedly stepped forward, and asked in a low voice: "How is it, has the master finished drinking tea?" “

"I've finished drinking, and the lord told you to go in, Uncle Xing'an." The servant replied with a bowed brow.

"Oh, I know, you go down first, I'm here, you don't have to wait, it's very dark tonight, you go back early to rest." The middle-aged man named Xing'an commanded in an orderly manner.

After finishing speaking, without waiting for the servant to respond, he raised his steps and walked briskly to the main hall.

At this time, Wang Qingkun just put the teacup on the coffee table, and inadvertently looked up, the middle-aged man named Xing'an was walking quickly towards him, seeing this situation, Wang Qingkun smiled and said loudly: "Xing'an, come back so soon?" “

"Yes, master, this trip is relatively fast, it only took less than half a month." Xing'an replied.

"Okay, is the road going well? Did you encounter anything? Wang Qingkun asked with a light smile.

In fact, Wang Qingkun has been the head of the Wang family for many years, and he has long been accustomed to not smiling, and he will put on a cold posture of the patriarch to everyone on weekdays, but he is quite amiable to the two, one is Wang Ruomei, the pearl of his palm, and the other is the middle-aged Xingzi named Xing'an in front of him.

Of course, Wang Xing'an is not an outsider, he is the housekeeper of the Wang family, don't look at him as just a middle-aged man who looks ordinary, and he was also a famous corpse chaser in Xiangxi when he was young.

It is rumored that he debuted at the age of 17, at the age of 18 he could work alone, at the age of 20, he drove ten happy gods back to his hometown alone, when he passed through Huilongzhai, he encountered a group of robbers who robbed the tomb in vain and tried to dig the Tusi tomb, he tried every means to dissuade the group of bandits, telling them that the Tusi tomb could not be under the tomb, there was a black gas looming on the top of the mountain, there may be a hundred years of zombie king inside, if it was forced to go down to the tomb, it would probably hurt his life.

But everyone coveted the wealth and collections in the Tusi tomb, and they all seemed to be blindfolded by lard, completely ignoring Wang Xing'an's dissuasion.

I don't know where to get a few grenades to blow the tomb door open, and then the bandit leader sent five people down to open the way, but unfortunately, after the five people went down, they never came up again.

When the bandit leader arrived at this time, he still didn't believe that there was a zombie king inside, so he gritted his teeth and sent a ten-person team to go in with guns, but after a while, he heard gunshots from the dark and secluded tomb.

Immediately afterwards, I saw a little bandit covered in blood escaping from the grave, shouting as he ran: "There are zombies, there are zombies............

The bandit leader saw that he had sent fifteen people, and now only one of them came back covered in blood, and he was a little frightened and a little crazy.

Immediately raised the gun in his hand and scolded angrily: "Mom, that target, what is the ghost, brothers copy guys, follow me." ”

The bandits saw that the boss had copied the guy and rushed to the cemetery, and one by one they rushed to the side of the tomb as if they had been beaten with chicken blood.

This sudden uninvited exhalation, the clothes are rotten, the skin on the body is rotten in a large area, and there are even maggots looming, a pair of shriveled palms, there is a white nail more than ten centimeters long, at this time it is already bloodstained, the most terrible thing is that this strange thing is not so numb and stupid as an ordinary zombie, he can walk and jump, his arms can be stretched and bent, a pair of dead fish-like eyes can even turn left and right, the bullet hit him but did not have the slightest effect, it is completely a bug that cannot be killed.

At this time, the bandits who detained Wang Xing'an had already abandoned him and joined the battle circle, and they didn't know whether they were dead or alive in the chaos.

Wang Xing'an broke free from the restraints and ran outside to see that this strange thing that couldn't be killed was a drought !!

It is said that the marquin is a type of zombie, but it is different from the zombie, and the history of the marquid can be traced back to ancient times. Legend has it that in the ancient fire tribe, there was a princess who was killed by her beloved, but the princess's brother was reluctant to let his sister leave like this, so he found the most powerful witch doctor in the clan and tried to resurrect her.

In the end, after many efforts, the princess was indeed resurrected, but it is a pity that after this princess came back to life, she had no thoughts, no will, no emotions, and even no smiles, no different from wild beasts, and the most terrible thing is that she is not controlled by anyone, she goes everywhere to kill people and set fires, suck blood, and wherever she goes, there will be a great drought.

The thing in front of me that is half human and half ghost is a drought!!

Wang Xing'an could have ignored those bandits at this time, drove Xishen away, and completely avoided this unwarranted disaster.

But as a disciple of Zhu You, how could he stand by and watch at this time, even if the lives of these dozens of bandits were not worth mentioning, but if he let go of the drought, the people of the nearby generation would not have a good life.

In this era of war, the lives of the people are already in dire straits, and if the infestation of drought is added, the people's lives will not be over at all.

After Wang Xing'an pondered for a moment, he quickly walked up to the ten happy gods he had rushed to, removed the charms on their foreheads one by one, and then silently recited the mantra in his mouth: "Welcome the body of the gods, welcome the holy car." I wish you the best of luck and return to the firmament. Burn incense and give thanks sincerely. After asking for something, he should also bow to the mud.

After reading it, he took out the peachwood sword he carried with him, pointed in the direction of the drought, and the ten happy gods immediately jumped towards the drought, and after a while, they scuffled to a piece, and the dozens of bandits, in the blink of an eye, had been completely eliminated by the drought.

What was the outcome of the last ten happy gods and drought, no one knows, but when Wang Xing'an returned to Chenzhou City again, he was seriously injured in the waist, and finally after Miao's diagnosis and treatment, he saved a small life.

But since then, the shoulders have become a little rickety, of course, I usually can't see what is the reason, only when walking at a fast pace, there will be clues, so the good people in Chenzhou City and Wang Xing'an gave a nickname: "Camel." “

As for the terrifying experience on Huilong Mountain, he did not mention it to anyone, including Wang Qingkun, the head of the Wang family.