Only the writings of the heavens will counterattack

Chapter 128 Tasting Water
"Just like them..."

under the moonlight.

A lonely figure stood on a hundred-year-old tree, and the figure seemed to merge with the darkness.

"someone is coming."

As soon as the words fell, the figure saw Jiang Fan coming from afar. His speed was very fast, which was different from ordinary people.

"Oh, zombies too."

The figure who recognized Jiang Fan's identity was suddenly taken aback, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"I smell your breath, you are the same as me."

When Jiang Fan came to the figure, the figure took a deep breath and said suddenly.

Jiang Fan frowned and looked at the figure, and said, "You did what happened in Lianhua Village?"

The figure smiled and said: "Yes and no. I just gave them an introduction, and it was not me who triggered the introduction, but them."

Jiang Fan was confused by what the figure said. He looked at the figure, perhaps because he was in the dark, so Jiang Fan couldn't see anything clearly.

The whole body of the figure was shrouded in darkness. Seeing this, Jiang Fan couldn't help asking: "Who the hell are you?"

On the figure's body, Jiang Fan felt a sense of oppression, not very strong, but Jiang Fan knew that it was the suppression of the blood.

In other words, the figure is also a zombie, and its level is higher than him.

Jiang Fan is already a zombie of the fourth generation. Judging from the aura of the figure, the figure is most likely a zombie of the third generation.

Although strong, but not much.

After listening to the shadow, he smiled and said, "It's still a young zombie, your question is very out-of-the-ordinary, would you like to hear me tell a story?"

Jiang Fan shook his head resolutely and refused, "I don't want to."

Yingying didn't expect Jiang Fan to refuse so simply, he was stunned for a moment, and soon asked with a smile: "Do you know why those wax figures are chasing you so hard?"

Hearing this, Jiang Fan became interested, shook his head and asked, "Didn't you control it behind the scenes?"

Hearing this, the shadow sneered: "You think too much. It's just their instinct."

instinct?

Jiang Fan keenly grasped the word.

"Do you think it's disgusting for me to turn all the villagers into wax figures?"

The figure asked abruptly.

Jiang Fan was silent.

I always feel that this guy is more out of his mind than him.

"If they deserve what they deserve, there is nothing to hate." Jiang Fan still replied.

When Yingying heard Jiang Fan's words, he glanced at Jiang Fan in surprise, and sighed: "It's a pity that people like you become zombies."

"You're right. These people really deserve what they deserve. The whole village is full of idiots, without exception."

"Oh, so you turned all these people into wax figures?"

Jiang Fan raised his eyebrows and questioned.

The figure nodded: "Making these people into wax figures would actually make them cheaper, so I made a slight improvement to allow them to retain their consciousness forever.

If you think about it, their souls are imprisoned in their bodies, unable to move, and they live a life of darkness every day, with loneliness and loneliness. "

As he said that, the figure seemed to think of something funny and started laughing.

There was a sudden look on Jiang Fan's face, just as he guessed, the culprit was the person in front of him.

"Who are you?" Jiang Fan asked for the second time.

The figure's laughter froze, and it was more in line with the darkness. He looked at Jiang Fan, who obviously had no eyes, but made Jiang Fan's hair stand on end.

"You have their scent on you."

People like to answer irrelevant questions very much, Jiang Fan was a little angry, but when he heard the other party's words, two figures suddenly appeared in his mind for some reason.

Crow and Kino.

This man knew both of them?

Jiang Fan's heart couldn't help but tense up. Hearing the other party's tone, he seemed very dissatisfied with the two of them.

"Fighted against them." Jiang Fan replied in a flat tone.

"It seems that you won. You are different from other zombies. If you can, help me kill them in the future. In exchange, I can give you something."

As the figure spoke, his tone gradually became serious.

Jiang Fan didn't answer, but stared at the other party intently.

"what is this?"

The figure threw Jiang Fan a golden plaque with a fierce tiger engraved on it, imposing.

Jiang Fan took the sign and asked.

The figure didn't speak, and was about to leave. When Jiang Fan saw it, he shot immediately, saying, "You haven't told me who you are yet?"

"I have many identities.

Someone called me Zhao Zheng.

Someone called me Cao Aman.

From now on, my name is Riley. "

hum.

Hearing this, Jiang Fan was shocked.

Looking at the disappearing figure, the agitated heart could not be calmed down for a long time.

"Writing talent."

Mao Xiaofang rushed over and saw Jiang Fan standing motionless on a branch, so he called out to him.

Jiang Fan landed smoothly from the branch, and Mao Xiaofang couldn't help showing admiration when he saw Jiang Fan's dexterity.

"Who did it?" Mao Xiaofang asked.

Jiang Fan hesitated for a moment, put the sign away, and then simply told Mao Xiaofang the whole story. When he learned that the villagers deserved what they did, Mao Xiaofang sighed.

"I don't know the whole picture, so I won't comment. Who would have thought that these people would be so hateful."

Jiang Fan looked at Lianhua Village. At some point, Lianhua Village disappeared completely in the night.

Jiang Fan knew that it was he who did it.

"Master, what are you all looking at?" Afan who hurried over asked.

"Watch the fireworks." Jiang Fan replied.

Afan looked left and right, and found that he couldn't see anything. He wondered: "It's strange, why didn't I see the fireworks?"

Jiang Fan and Mao Xiaofang looked at each other and laughed.

In this way, Ah Fan became even more depressed.

Behind him, each wax figure blooms like fireworks, dazzling.

……

The next day.

The three of them followed Xuankui to the small town of Nearshui.

vomit.

As soon as they got off the boat, Mao Xiaofang and Afan couldn't help but leaned over and vomited. It was obviously not for them to get used to the boat for the first time.

Jiang Fan was fine, and looked at the two of them in distress from the side.

After vomiting for a while, Jiang Fan took out the cowhide water bottle from his arms and handed it to Mao Xiaofang. Before he could speak, Mao Xiaofang's eyes flashed, and he leaned over to vomit again.

"Forehead……"

Jiang Fan, who originally wanted to tell them to rinse their mouths, froze, but he didn't expect them to react like this.

"Master Mao, this is still a small boat, so you just spit it out like this. If you take a big boat in the future, then you have to spit out the place?"

After finishing speaking, he chuckled lightly.

As soon as Mao Xiaofang and Afan heard the word "boat", their faces changed suddenly, and the bodies of the two who had improved a little bit suddenly shook, as if they were on a small boat, suffering from the wind and rain.

"I won't take a boat if I'm killed in the future." Afan said intermittently.

Although Mao Xiaofang on the side didn't speak, the expression on his face clearly expressed his opinion.

"This place is adjacent to the sea and surrounded by backwaters. The zombie king Xuankui is afraid of water, so he will definitely not run far." After Mao Xiaofang recovered, he looked around and observed the environment. After a while, Mao Xiaofang said to the two of them.

"Master, let's live here for a while first." Afan said impatiently.

Jiang Fan chuckled: "Master Mao, I think what A Fan said makes sense. Maybe Xuan Kui is also hiding in the dark and vomiting."

As soon as these words came out, Mao Xiaofang blushed, A Fan smiled awkwardly, and the two looked at Jiang Fan, Mao Xiaofang asked: "Wen Cai, why are you fine by boat?"

Jiang Fan chuckled and said, "Actually, this boat ride is just like a bridal chamber. If you sit a lot, you'll get used to it."

Mao Xiaofang and Afan: "...!"

Afan looked at Mao Xiaofang and asked, "Master, can Maoshan disciples marry wives and have children?"

Mao Xiaofang glanced at Jiang Fan who heard this, and smiled in his heart. Others couldn't see it, so couldn't he see that Jiang Fan's yang energy was weak, and he might not be a virgin for a long time.

But here lies the problem. He remembered that Maoshan disciples were not allowed to marry wives and have children, but there were no absolutes, and Maoshan's secular disciples still had no restrictions.

Hearing Afan's question, Mao Xiaofang said coldly: "I don't know if Maoshan disciples can marry wives and have children as teachers, but our Tiandao Sect can still do it. Why, you are thinking about starting a family now?"

Hearing this, Ah Fan quickly waved his hand: "Master, you have to start a family first, I'm not in a hurry."

Mao Xiaofang snorted coldly, and glared at Afan angrily.

Immediately, Mao Xiaofang said to Jiang Fan: "Wencai, let's find an inn to stay and then deal with Xuankui."

"No problem, I'll ask a passer-by to find out."

After Jiang Fan finished speaking, he threw the water bottle to Mao Xiaofang. When Mao Xiaofang and Afan saw it, they quickly covered their mouths, suppressing the nausea deep in their throats.

At the same time, Mao Xiaofang handed the water bottle to Afan without hesitation. Afan saw it, shook his head quickly, and moved away from Mao Xiaofang.Mao Xiaofang had no choice but to take a deep breath, imagining that the kettle in front of him was not a kettle, but a piece of cowhide, so his body would be better.

Jiang Fan said to the two of them after inquiring, "Let's go, there is an inn nearby."

"There is only one inn?" Mao Xiaofang muttered.

It seems that this town is not very big.

Mao Xiaofang thought.

Jiang Fan explained with a smile: "That's right, the name of this engraved inn is 'Youjia Inn'."

Hearing Jiang Fan's explanation, Mao Xiaofang was stunned.

"This name can't be said to be very meaningful, at least it is very easy to understand." Afan immediately remembered the name of this inn.

Jiang Fan smiled, but did not speak.

"Master, this town is too lively, much more lively than Gantian Town."

"Wow, what is this? Never seen that before."

"Master, look quickly, there are still people performing acrobatics here."

"Literary talent..."

Jiang Fan and Mao Xiaofang, who were following Afan, felt the eyes of passers-by, and both of them were a little ashamed.

This Afan usually looks quite boring, but when he enters the town, he is like a child entering the city, full of novelty about everything.

However, as Afan said, this town looks very lively, and there are many strange things in the town, which Mao Xiaofang has never seen before.

"Strange, as a young man, how come Wencai is not curious about these new things at all? Or has he been to more lively places than this before?"

Aside from being agitated by these new things, Mao Xiaofang, who was calm on the surface, caught a glimpse of Jiang Fan's expression and couldn't help thinking.

"Ugh."

Mao Xiaofang's eyes switched back and forth between Jiang Fan and A Fan, and finally he didn't know what he thought of, so he sighed silently.

They are both apprentices, why is there such a big gap between the two sides?
"Master Mao, what's the matter?"

Jiang Fan stopped and asked.

Mao Xiaofang shook his head and said with a smile: "It's okay, I just lament that youth is fleeting and appearance is easy to grow old."

After finishing speaking, Mao Xiaofang continued to walk forward.

Seeing this, Jiang Fan quickly stopped the other party: "Wait a minute, Master Mao, we are here."

When Mao Xiaofang heard this, he paused, turned his head to look at Jiang Fan, and followed Jiang Fan's gaze to see an inn.

"Where is Afan?" Mao Xiaofang subconsciously looked around and asked.

Jiang Fan pointed to the side of Mao Xiaofang with his mouth, Mao Xiaofang was stunned, as soon as he turned around, he saw Afan making a grimace, seeing Mao Xiaofang turning his head, Afan suddenly yelled.

"Master, why aren't you afraid?" Afan thought Mao Xiaofang would be frightened, but he didn't seem to react at all.

Afan, who was intoxicated in having fun, didn't notice the twitching corner of Mao Xiaofang's mouth and the trembling little hands under his sleeves.

He stared at Afan, and asked lightly: "Have you played enough? Is it fun?"

Hearing Mao Xiaofang's serious tone, Afan shrank his head subconsciously, and said, "Master, I'll go in first."

Looking at the lively figure of A Fan going away, Jiang Fan couldn't help but sigh: "It's nice to be young."

Mao Xiaofang on the side looked soothed, and nodded in agreement when he heard Jiang Fan's words.

But then Mao Xiaofang seemed to think of something, and turned to look at Jiang Fan.

Is this what you should say?

Jiang Fan didn't notice Mao Xiaofang's strange gaze, he had already walked in.

After inquiring with the clerk, the three finally lived in one room. At this time, there was no so-called double room or triple room, but in order to save money, the three lived together.

The room is relatively spacious, facing the sun, if you sleep on the floor at night, you can still accommodate three people.

After entering the room, Jiang Fan stopped Xiao Er before he went out, and asked, "Is there a Taoist hall near here?"

Mao Xiaofang, who had just sat down, heard Jiang Fan's words, and immediately stood up, looking at Xiaoer with burning eyes, and Xiaoer said without hesitation: "Yes, we have a Seven Sisters Church here, and the leader of the hall, Mr. Zhong, is very powerful. There is nothing wrong with catching ghosts and subduing demons.”

Mr. Zhong, is he not a descendant of Zhong Kui?

Thinking of this, Mao Xiaofang asked excitedly: "Then, is this Grandmaster Zhong Jun imposing, strong-backed, and capable?"

"Hey, she's a woman..." Xiao Er said with a look of disgust.

Afan, who was listening quietly, snickered, fearing that Mao Xiaofang would find out, and Mao Xiaofang froze for a moment in embarrassment.

Xiao Er clearly said it was the Seven Sisters Hall, so they must all be women, maybe there are seven more women.

I really don't know why Master thinks other people are men.

Afan complained in his heart.

On the side, two words kept popping up in the mind of the sluggish Mao Xiaofang: female...

Jiang Fan poured Mao Xiaofang a glass of water to shock him. After Mao Xiaofang took it, he took a sip and was shocked. He exclaimed, "Good tea."

Ah Fan didn't understand, so: "But, Master, what you drink is plain water."

Mao Xiaofang's face sank, he gritted his teeth and asked, "Water is like tea, what do you know?"

Seeing Mao Xiaofang like this, Afan touched his head and stopped talking.

At this time, Mao Xiaofang is not afraid of water.

Jiang Fan picked up another teapot from the side, this teapot was filled with tea, and filled it up for Mao Xiaofang who drank all the water.

(End of this chapter)