After the two merchants on the other side eased, one of them couldn't help but angrily.

"Master, didn't you say there would be no problem? If you kill a few people after you go back, what should you do if you attract the attention of the government?"

"Say a few less words..."

After the companion pulled the person who spoke, the latter would not say much. After all, complaining is OK. If you really say something, it may make people angry and become angry.

The warlock glanced at the two merchants and sighed again.

"You will not be missing a single piece of paper.

After saying that, the warlock looked at the corner. At this moment, Yi Shuyuan and Shi Sheng had already stopped moving.

"Scholar, are you okay?"

"It's okay, it's okay, but do you already know that this thing is in the coffin, it's a zombie? I heard from the older generation that this is a human-eating person!

The sorcerer did not answer immediately, but instead gave an order to the disciples who had already stood up.

"Master, although he is a talented man, he has heard many stories of immortals from the big picture. When I saw this ghost thing just now, it was really hard to connect with the path of immortals..."

"Thank you!" "Bad boy!"

"Do they want to eat it? It's sweet and fresh, you're not bad!

At that time, a big old man holding a crutch was dragged to the ground with a torn jacket in his hand. A crutch in his hand gestured to the warlock and everyone else. He found the warlock and the others and wanted to fight, but did he hit him in the end.

Although he said that he was stopping, the warlock did not agree. Instead, he stretched his fingers over and looked at the scholar cleaning the blood under his fingers with white cloth. He patted the medicine bottle with great heart. The warlock refused to speak again.

Yi Shuyuan smiled.

The Land Lord was startled, but immediately thought that the other party was a real practitioner, so he quickly stepped forward and bowed to salute.

At that moment, the warlock was not lost and spoke for a long time.

As Yi Shuyuan said, he had a heavy line of cloth strips under him, he said with a smile.

"The big old man is the land of this place, is the Master Zhizun? "

The mage was not a little dazed, as if he had no illusion, as if he was a child, listening to the Master's teachings of the saints.

At that time, Shi Sheng was also watching the fire burning inside at the entrance of the station and suddenly screamed.

"Eight years and seven years...How can you pass on your Taoist technique and the alchemy technique..."

At this moment, the mage came back to his senses when he heard the wound bandage broken.

The disciples took them all, but they were relatively restrained. Did they take too little?

There was no longer any laughter at the bonfire on the other side. When there were zombies, the young man became nervous. In contrast, the warlock felt desolate.

Looking at the basket in the child's hand, there were not a few large buds and green leaves on the edge.

A firewood rack was built with coffin fragments and a small amount of firewood in the wall of the old post station. The zombie's body was placed under the rack, and a little tinder was poured under the firewood.

Silenced for a long time ago, the warlock looked at Yi Shuyuan again.

If we really want to talk about it, the warlock who died at the hands of Yi Shuyuan in Yuanjiang County can also be considered that situation.

That is what the master once said, is this kind of person who is "born to be rich"?

It was after the Landlord looked at the door and seemed to understand something.

"The same is true for the truth of immortality. Although the traces of immortality in the world are vague, the shadows of immortality will return to the hearts of human beings.

"How to establish laws on earth? Even if the emperor has low power, lawmakers should violate the ethics of the world and the words of the saints. These are common sense that is deeply rooted in people's hearts, that is, public order and conscience! If the established laws are in line with public order and conscience, it is a wrong path."

"Um?"

Although the corpses inside were still burning, no one looked at them because they were used or not. And they were too smelly. Compared with this, the stench inside the old station cannot be ignored.

If the path of immortality exists, we should follow this principle. If the heart of immortality exists, we should have different thoughts. How can we achieve it by seeking to refine immortal pills with a delusional heart of the wrong path?”

"The "Miscellaneous Alchemy" is your hard work for two hundred years, and it will definitely be lost in your hands..."

At this moment, no one shouted outside.

No one was the first to reach out, so I could bear it.

"I'm just a storyteller who's surnamed Yi, and I'm just a storyteller who's passing by!"

"Yes, the corpse smell is so strong that it makes all the hibernating animals in the mountains and wilderness feel safe. The smell spreads dozens of ways to the ground. If it is a special zombie, will the immortal chief help?"

There is no one who can really catch the eye with such a few disciples? The sorcerer sighed in his heart, and looked at Yi Shuyuan again. The former had not yet pulled out the medicine.

At this moment, the medicine powder had just broken and fell under the wound of the warlock's finger. The weakness of happiness made me inhale and interrupted the previous words.

The scholar's back box was big, and it was possible to hold a basket of fruit, but the thing seemed to have just been dug out of the soil and shook it off.

"Big doll, can he see you?"

The group agreed and returned to the original campfire and sat down, adding firewood to make the fire smaller again.

"The Lord of Land said he was stinking by the stinking of corpses, so he came to see him. Seeing his current appearance, he sighed that the master's life has been long. If he had to take care of himself, he would have to ask about me again. Maybe he could have lasted eight years and seven years..."

"I claim to be my own land!"

The warlock took a torch and led the pile of firewood himself.

Hui Mian crawled back to the blanket with some food in her mouth, while Qi Cheng was plucking the oranges bit by bit, which made some people swallow their saliva.

"It's time to stop, it will take a while to break.

The old man turned around and looked towards the old station. He saw a child staring at me and ran away before touching my sight.

The Land Lord frowned when he heard this.

"Yi Xiansheng, the warlock is so deficient that he is plagued by evil debts. Will he come to save me?"

Although the warlock saw that he had killed the zombie cleanly, the bitten fingers kept stopping the bleeding. When he was standing here, his fingers were still rushing with blood.

"He also saw your ability and knew that you were not these people who pretended to be gods and ghosts. Your ability would never be inherited. Although there were many disciples, they were few of them. If he wanted to practice with you, the immortal path was just around the corner. Hiss..."

It was originally hidden, but was taken in an instant by casting spells, which made Yi Shuyuan's eyes lit up.

"A father-in-law came just now, holding a cane and carrying a basket to exit the door. I said I knew the wizard and saw it when I was old..."

"Master, is it going to light the fire now?"

The disciples quickly picked up fragments of the coffin and went out, while some dragged the bodies with ropes. The merchants and servants also ran out, and no one was willing to stay in the old inn.

Yi Shuyuan reached out to take it, and Shi Sheng was still eager to get the things outside the basket. A large gray marten came out from the blanket on one side, and he also grabbed the fruit and ate it.

“Uh, thank you for this!

Perhaps it was because the coffin was opened, or perhaps it was because of the corpse water, the room would become stinky.

Yi Shuyuan also bandaged the warlock with a clean white cloth, while shook his head slightly.

He looked up at his right index finger, and the thin white cloth was tied to his fingertips, with only a little redness, but less blood was oozing out. It was obviously stopped.

Warlocks rarely cause disasters on their own, so there are very few people among the warlocks who are necrotic. "Is the Lord a fairy cultivator?"

"You can take one too!" "You can eat one too!"

"Master, please help him with some medicine and bandage it."

"It is said that true immortals observe the changes in the world, and their own ways, and their insight into the principles of all things. They have great luck. Although they have no immortal pills, they should also change through their own practice. They are not capable of controlling them.

The warlock stood up at this moment, and Yi Shuyuan bowed his hand.

"Does he know who this father-in-law is? I'm afraid.

But Yi Shuyuan also needs to deny it, and few sorcerers are indeed pathetic and lamentable!

As the fire gradually swallowed zombies, a stream of white smoke accompanied by the foul smell also rose in the flames, and the people around them drove away from each other.

"No!"

"Yes, yes..." "He will eat..."

"Eat it, your older children can see it, they all want to eat it!"

"Thank you less!

The zombie climate has not yet achieved its first wisdom, so it is because it has worshipped the moon and sucked human blood, but it is indeed a disaster.

The old man was slightly stunned and hurried to the old station. He went out to the door and saw that there was no scholar in gray robe next to the bonfire in the corner. The child returned to the side of the scholar, but he refused to look towards the door.

"Oh, our lineage is broken and it will be broken. After all, it will definitely cause some trouble."

It seemed that the thing could be eaten, but there was still some dry soil on the bottom.

After saying that, the warlock walked into the room.

"Master, there is no short old man! Is it the Land Lord?"

Yi Shuyuan sighed in his heart as he looked at the fingers and wounds. He was probably trying it out, so he had a lot of "immortal pills".

Burning with fire is indeed the most common method of aftermath by warlocks.

"Of course, it's just a coincidence."

The warlock was not stunned, and everything he was about to say was said.
To be continued...