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In the straw hut, the rest of the people were still at a loss.

The two immortals, one tall and one short, one fat and one thin, ran away with three zombies. And Mr. Wu, who woke up suddenly, was chased by the barbarian and the bull rammer.

The moonlight in the sky was gone, a cold wind struck in the darkness, torches swayed, and horses neighed. In the deep night, there was an inexplicable chill for a moment.

Ning Er shuddered, hurriedly squatted by the bonfire, hugged his arms with both hands, and said: "The barbarian and the ox are miserable, I am afraid that there will be no bones left to be eaten......"

The hearts of the people sank again, and they slowly gathered in front of the campfire and sat down. In the silence, heavy wheezing and the crackling of firewood came and went.

After a moment, Da Lang couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Wu...... Is it a human or a ghost......" Without waiting for anyone to answer, he hurriedly threw the chopping wood in his hand into the fire.

Chang put the style with a cautious tone, affirmed: "The previous two immortal elders called him a ghost senior, it can be imagined! Xu was leaked, so he took the barbarian and the ox rammer to chase and kill him at night......

"Ahem......"

Father Hong coughed, and spit out a mouthful of turbid phlegm in the fire: "This time it's a big trouble, I'm afraid that you and I will escape from this catastrophe!" It is said that ghosts are best to devour yang energy, and the barbarian and the ox rammer are both children with strong blood......

The more you say it, the more scary it becomes.

Ma Ye was impatient, and opened his mouth to say, "Shut up for me!" There was a sudden silence in all directions, but the shock and fear spread around the campfire. He took out the wine bag from his bosom and poured it hard, and said in a deep voice: "You can see what is right and wrong." Although Mr. Wu looks like a ghost, he may not have evil intentions. Otherwise, you and I would have died in this downhill village long ago......"

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In the hazy night, two figures ran across the field after the rain.

No, it should be said that it is only three people. On the back of the barbarian, there is still Mr. Wu on his back. The ox tam followed closely with a torch, but he couldn't catch up and gradually fell behind.

There was a ditch ahead, and it was impossible to see in the dark.

The brute was about to stop, but he heard someone in his ear say, "Jump over......" He didn't have time to think about it, he raised his feet and jumped up with all his might, and he rushed out more than two feet away at once, and crossed the ditch directly. Behind him, there was the movement of falling into the water, and there was a scream: "Wait for me......"

The ox rammed on the edge of the ditch, and the torches were thrown far away.

The barbarian wanted to stop again, and the voice in his ear was undoubted: "Go to Baizhang, turn right, and then go to Baizhang, there is a Tugang ......" He immediately shook his spirit and continued to run. Walking through the fields after the rain, the feet are not muddy, but the grass is everywhere, the moisture is heavy, and the shoes and trouser legs are already soaked. But he didn't care about it, and he flew like a fly.

However, I clearly remember that before this Mr. Wu woke up, his body was cold and quite heavy, and now he was running in the field with him on his back, and it was as light as nothing. Especially when crossing the ditch, it is extremely easy.

Suddenly, over the mound, a forest appeared in front of him. After passing through the woods, there were mounds of earth all over the ground, and the wind was gusting, and there was clearly a mass grave.

"Turn left...... Turn right...... It's in place!"

The barbarian stopped as he was instructed, and then realized that he was on a long slope of earth. There are many graves around, and the darkness is heavy, and occasionally a few night owls cry, which suddenly makes people creepy. In the direction from which it came, the light of a torch swayed left and right in the distance, and the crying of the ox tamper echoed in the night.

"Send me to the tomb ......"

There is a pit on the dirt slope, which should be the so-called ancient tomb portal.

The barbarian didn't want to think about it, and stepped directly into the narrow pit with people on his back, and he didn't go far, as if there was a flash of light, and then there was a muffled sound of "bang", and someone panicked: "Seniors, there is no injustice and no enmity for each other......

Then the familiar words rang out: "Put me down and wait outside with the oxen!"

The brute let go of his hand and flashed to the side.

This is a tomb hidden underground, dark and damp, more than ten zhang square, surrounded by a group of figures sitting or lying, all of them look like zombies. In the dim candlelight, two immortals, one tall and one short, stood side by side, as if they were restrained, and their expressions were full of panic. Mr. Wu had landed on his feet and was as stiff as ever, but there was a flash of blue light on his right wrist, obviously coming prepared.

The brute quietly stepped back, continuing to keep an eye on the movement in the tomb.

"You two are from ghost cultivators?"

Mr. Wu is asking.

"Uh-huh......"

The short and fat immortal chief hurriedly responded: "Of all kinds of exercises, ghost cultivation is the easiest to practice......

"Oh...... Tell me about it!"

"You're not a ghost cultivator?"

"So what?"

"Well, as we all know, the Nine Kingdoms lack spiritual energy, and it is difficult to cultivate all kinds of exercises, but it is much easier to cultivate into a ghost immortal. Therefore, my brother is looking for corpses everywhere, or refining corpses, absorbing and replenishing yin qi......"

"Presumably, the robbery of the downhill village was done by the two of you?"

"My brother just happened to pass by the place where the Yin Gathering Place, but I didn't expect that dozens of men, women, and children had buried their bodies for months, and only three dead bodies had condensed into ......."

"Dare you say it has nothing to do with the two of you?"

"Ah......h

In the middle of the question and answer, the short and fat man seemed to have missed his mouth, and in a weak heart, he waved his hand suddenly. More than a dozen zombies seemed to suddenly come to life, and they all pounced on Mr. Wu. The tall and thin man flicked his fingers in unison, and the entire tomb suddenly burst into flames and the wind howled.

The barbarian was so frightened that he turned around and ran, before he was about to move, but he couldn't help but stop, and continued to watch.

Mr. Wu stood still, but a black light flew out of his sleeve, or a black lightning bolt, and instantly crossed the tomb. The tall and thin man who bore the brunt of the attack didn't have time to dodge, and was directly split in half. The stocky man took the opportunity to crash into the wall, and his figure disappeared in a flash.

And the black lightning immediately turned into a black sword light, and Wu Zi hovered in the tomb. Caused by the inexplicable majesty, the raging phosphorus fire and yin wind suddenly collapsed. Immediately afterwards, the more than ten zombies seemed to have been drained of yin qi and had no support, and they all fell to the ground one by one.

"Earth Technique, I can't imagine that the ghost cultivator is actually good at this technique......"

Mr. Wu seemed a little surprised, talking to himself alone. However, the sword light swept away the two jade slips among the dead bodies on the ground, and flew back slowly, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye. He then said, "You are bold enough to carry me out......

The barbarian stuck to the side of the tunnel, witnessed everything that happened to Shicai, and was surprised, but he was at a loss, and when he heard the sound, he retreated to the tomb, picked up Mr. Wu and walked out. And after only a few steps, there was a sudden fire behind him. He hurriedly ran a few steps, but saw that the ox was still circling in a circle between the graves dozens of zhang away, waving the torch in his hand, and shouting in despair in a trembling voice: "Barbarian, barbarian, where are you......"

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In the middle of the night, the moonlight was gone, the clouds were heavy, and it was raining in the sky.

While the people in the shed were fidgeting, the ox came back, and the torch he was holding had long since been burned out, and only half of the stick was left in his hand. Of course, there were also Barbarians and Mr. Wu who came back together.

Mr. Wu was still stiff and quite weak, and he ignored everyone's greetings, only said two words, "tired", and fell straight to the ground, and passed out again.

Everyone looked at each other, but they didn't dare to be careless.

The barbarian brought a door panel, and then moved Mr. Wu to it together with Chang Jiaoshi, Da Lang, and Niu Tam. Ning Er refused to be idle, picked up the rain cloth on the ground and covered it, but was pulled away by Ma Ye and replaced with his own mattress.

After that, the people gathered around the campfire, gathered around the barbarian and the oxen, and quietly asked about what had happened before. And the barbarian just shook his head and said nothing. Niu Tam wanted to say, but he didn't know anything.

The next day, the light rain continued.

Everyone had to hide under the shed and continue to wait, waiting for the sky to clear, waiting for the departure, or waiting for the gentlemanless to wake up again.

After more than ten days, the rain finally stopped. When the dark clouds dissipated, the sun was blazing, and the four corners suddenly became hot, making everyone who had been waiting for a long time a lot more anxious. Making a living is important, and there are still 500 miles to go.

However, Mr. Wu was still asleep, and there was no sign of waking up.

Two more days passed, early in the morning.

Ma Ye got up early in the morning and ordered everyone to pack their bags. The morning haze was not over, and the three sheds were already busy.

After a while, he walked into the shed with Manzi, Ning Er, Niu Tamp, and Da Lang, bowed down and said his sin, and was about to move Mr. Wu to the car. Without waiting for everyone to do anything, Mr. Wu on the ground actually opened his eyes, yawned a long time, and then sat up slowly alone, with a tired look on his pale face and a smile: "I slept for a month, and my injuries have healed four or five percent, but my breath is not smooth and my movements are difficult, so I have to continue to bother you and help me ......"

Ma Ye was very relieved and hurriedly stepped forward to help.

Ning Er rushed over first, with a smile on his face.

Mr. Wu held Ma Ye's shoulder with his left hand and said gently: "Thank you Ma Ye for saving me!"

Ma Ye grinned and said busily: "Don't dare to be, don't dare to be!"

Mr. Wu's right hand held Ning Er's shoulder, but he pinched his ear, which immediately caused a scream, but he didn't realize it, and gently sent a sentence: "You dare to cut me with a small knife, believe it or not, I will chop off all ten of your fingers......"

"Oops...... I believe ...... Sir, spare your life...... Woohoo......"

Ning Er was in pain and frightened, and cried. Originally, there was a dead man, how could he know everything?

Everyone didn't know what was going on, but they were still relieved.

Although the origin of this Mr. Wu is unknown, he is not a ghost, but a profound immortal or immortal cultivator. At least he has no ill intentions and a clear grudge.

Only the barbarian was laughing, smiling like the bright sky.

After a month's delay, three carts set off again.

Mr. Wu sat alone in the last big car, silently looking at the scenery near and far. When the three grass huts and the downhill village gradually moved away, thinking about the previous events, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and then his eyes were blurred and like a dream......