Yushan Village, greenhouse.

The little brown bear sat behind Jiang Xiaoye, chewing on the radish in his hand. When he had almost finished eating, he poked Jiang Xiaoye and raised the radish in his hand to signal.

Look, it's time to finish eating again!

Jiang Xiaoye was ready and handed a washed radish to the little brown bear.

The little brown bear happily swallowed the radish head, took the new radish and continued to hold it and chew it. Jiang Xiaoye pulled the radish in another place, and it got up and sat down.

"I have to pay the coal briquette factory again, and there are still more than 100,000 yuan. This money is not enough..." Jiang Xiaoye remembered that it will pay in two days, which will cost more than 300,000 yuan. There are more than 100 people in the coal briquette factory.

And he owed Chu Qing two million, although the other party wanted to do so.

However, the coal briquette factory also has income, and Jiang Xiaoye estimated that the salary problem should not be big.

After finishing his busy schedule, Jiang Xiaoye took the little brown bear to the mountain temple to take a look.

"Squeak~"

As soon as he arrived at the entrance of the Mountain Temple, Jiang Xiaoye saw Baizha and Xiaoyun running quickly.

The white-clawed man stood up and squeaked at Jiang Xiaoye.

The small circle also jumped onto Jiang Xiaoye's shoulder and was a little nervous.

"The old corpse appears again? Xiao Huang, go to the temple to find your mother." Jiang Xiaoye's scalp was numb. Why did this come out again? He immediately put down the little brown bear and signaled to it.

"Aoao~"

The little guy trotted happily into the temple, holding a radish in his mouth, which was a gift it brought to his mother.

Now they have been regarded as brown bears in the village as guardians of the mountain gods. No one will pay attention to them. It is very safe here.

Jiang Xiaoye quickly returned home with the yellow skin, and went up the mountain with the small sword.

Under a dark mountain wall, Jiang Xiaoye walked quickly as if walking on the flat ground, and soon saw the old corpse standing below.

"Gudong!"

Jiang Xiaoye swallowed, and felt a little sweaty on his forehead. He needed to figure out what the old corpse wanted to do.

Now he is very skilled and brave, and he dares to come and get in touch.

The two yellow men shouted at Jiang Xiaoye, and then jumped down with no loyalty and ran away.

This made Jiang Xiaoye even more nervous.

If I had known to bring Xiao Hei here, Xiao Hei wouldn't seem to be afraid of this old corpse.

"Hello……"

"senior?"

"Master of Taoism?"

"Immortal?"

"grandfather!"

...

After shouting for a long time, the old corpse was indifferent at all, but in the darkness, two dark green eyes lit up.

“…”

Jiang Xiaoye had the urge to turn around and run away, but remembered that he had done nothing to do to the old corpse, so he gritted his teeth and said, "Master, junior Jiang Xiaoye, I accidentally broke into your alchemy before. If you offend me, please forgive me."

"He...Ka...Ding...Corps...Soul-Suppressing...Ka...Pill..."

The old corpse spoke!

This is not a zombie, this old zombie has intelligence!

After the white clouds in the sky, the sun shone down, and Jiang Xiaoye saw the face of the old corpse again.

The wrinkled face was shriveled against the bones, and the strange dark green eyes were shining with strange light.

He was fishing for a long eyebrows, his beard was extremely long, his nails were black and slender, he wore a shabby golden Taoist robe and a golden crown, and his white hair covered his back.

Jiang Xiaoye's scalp was numb, and the old corpse raised his left hand to his chest, holding the strange gossip plate!

It was indeed the old corpse who took it away!

"Master, what did you say?" Jiang Xiaoye couldn't hear it clearly, but he couldn't help but take a few steps back and dared not approach.

"Corpsy...soul-suppressing pill..."

A green aura emanated from the old corpse, and a faint golden light flashed in the Bagua plate in his hand.

"Damn!"

Jiang Xiaoye felt something was wrong, so he turned around and ran away, and the corpse-determination soul-suppressing pill?

He remembered Luo Tianming's notes.

"The Legend of Yueshan... Luo Tianming... Treasure hunting Huangxian... Yinsha evil tomb..."

"The place where the demonic path is self-proclaimed... Hundreds of boys... Female mercury... Array... Dan Cauldron..."

"The poison of the tomb snake in the middle guard... is not long..."

"The corpse is not..."

"recovery……"

Determine the corpse, no, resurrect? Jiang Xiaoye felt troublesome. He didn't touch this old corpse. It's not like it!

Then he remembered Xiao Hei. When Xiao Hei jumped out of the alchemy, he seemed very guilty. In an instant, Jiang Xiaoye's face turned dark. What did this bitch do?

The soul-staining pill of the corpse? Xiao Hei ate it? Where did Xiao Hei find it?

A gust of cold wind, Jiang Xiaoye stopped immediately.

In front of him, the old corpse raised his head, surrounded by green mist, gloomy and terrifying.

"Roar~"

The old corpse's eyes flashed with green light, and suddenly opened his mouth, and his fine teeth, which were black all over his mouth, bit Jiang Xiaoye's neck.

Jiang Xiaoye was shocked and retreated without hesitation, and at the same time he met with a sword.

"Haoran righteousness!"

The Xiaogang Sword emitted a white sword light and slashed at the old corpse's head.

"Clam~"

The old corpse waved his hand and grabbed the Xiaogang Sword.

"Shit~"

In an instant, the old corpse instantly let go, and white smoke rose from his palms as dark as bone claws, making a "hissing" corrosive sound.

Jiang Xiaoye was happy, Xiaogang Sword restrained the evil spirits!

But the surprise changed in just one second, and green flames burned on the old corpse. In an instant, the entire area became darker, and ghost fire continued to appear around him.

"There is righteousness between heaven and earth!"

Jiang Xiaoye saw the old corpse pounced on him, immersed himself in his mind, and sucked the sword energy in his hand.

White light, ghost fire...

Two figures were entangled together.

"Peng!"

Jiang Xiaoye was forced on the rock wall by the old corpse. The old corpse directly grabbed the small sword in his hand and burned it regardless of his hissing.

As soon as he opened his mouth, a fishy smell came to his face, and his black and fine teeth bit Jiang Xiaoye's neck.

A breath of death made Jiang Xiaoye feel suffocated.

"Sword Gang... Come out!!!"

After the spiritual platform was cleared, Jiang Xiaoye immediately remembered something and suddenly drew out the small sword.

A piece of white light.

"Punish evil, subdue demons, order ghosts, and suppress demons!"

Xiaogang Sword only pulled out three fingers, and Jiang Xiaoye felt his spiritual power be swallowed up by the Xiaogang Sword in his hand.

"Edict!"

A golden font flew out of the Xiaogang sword and instantly grew bigger, facing the old corpse.

"roar!"

The old corpse roared, but in an instant he knelt on the ground and struggled wildly.

But I can't even get up.

The golden "Chi" character floated slowly over the old corpse, and golden lights turned into chains and wrapped around the old corpse.
To be continued...