"It's the voice of the golden hairpin. She is guiding us. We have come here and cannot give up halfway!"

He Yingqiu took out a few yellow talismans and rushed to the direction where the voice came from again.

Although Fang Yu had a bad premonition, he still followed.

The crying disappeared, and He Yingqiu stood there, motionless.

Fang Yu followed and sniffed. There was a rotten smell around, and the smell became stronger and stronger.

He Yingqiu stood on the slope, already stunned.

There was a big pit in front, and there were some corpses on the slope, some of which were seriously decayed, and some were wrapped in straw mats.

The rotten smell came from here.

Halfway up the slope, the tracking talisman stopped above a straw mat and slowly fell down.

"Found it! I'll carry her up!"

He Yingqiu let out a long breath and was about to go down.

"I'll go. I have a Sumeru ring that can hold dead things."

Fang Yu waved his hand and walked down.

There was something strange here. The pit was huge and dark, and there were countless dead bodies on the hillside. Some were washed by rain, and half of their arms and bodies were exposed in the mud.

The mud was already gray-brown, and soon, they arrived next to a corpse wrapped in a straw mat.

The white arms exposed by the straw mat were covered with corpse spots. Fang Yu lifted the straw mat and took a breath.

The woman's eyes were wide open, her mouth was open, half of her face was rotten, and her cheongsam was tattered and horrible.

Fang Yu raised his hand and touched it. The facial features of the gold hairpin were still the same, her eyes were not closed, and she was full of resentment.

With a sigh, Fang Yu raised his hand and waved, and the corpse was put into the Sumeru ring.

"Fang Yu, be careful!"

He Yingqiu's face on the slope suddenly changed.

In the nearby mud, a blue hand broke out of the ground and firmly grasped Fang Yu's ankle.

Fang Yu felt cold all over and instinctively raised his foot.

A corpse was brought out from the mud. The corpse was torn and tattered, with cyan skin and extremely black eyes. It opened its mouth and bit Fang Yu's ankle.

This is a black-eyed zombie, the lowest level of zombie!

But even so, the black-eyed zombie's body is definitely not comparable to that of an ordinary person.

He Yingqiu had already seen the clues. When the black-eyed zombie crawled out, he had already taken out a talisman arrow in a panic.

The talisman arrow is a yellow talisman folded into a small arrow. After being infused with mana, the surface of the talisman arrow changes, turning into a normal arrow wrapped in golden light and flying out, heading straight for the black-eyed zombie.

Puff!

The talisman arrow shot at the back of the black-eyed zombie, and the golden light was bright, and it exploded instantly.

The zombie let go of Fang Yu, and a big hole blew out on its back. The skin and flesh were blown away, but no blood flowed out, revealing the eerie white bones.

As if it didn't feel any pain, the black-eyed zombie pounced on Fang Yu again.

At this time, He Yingqiu was already holding a peach wood sword, rushing down the slope, his face extremely anxious.

If bitten by a zombie, it would be poisoned by the corpse, which would be very troublesome.

Fang Yu took out the Buddha's Palm, infused it with magic power, and the scriptures on the Buddha's Palm lit up.

Just as the zombie pounced on him, Fang Yu held the Buddha's Palm with both hands and slapped it hard on the head.

Boom!

A huge force swept over, and the zombie was actually slapped away, and its head was blasted apart by the golden light, rolling down.

"Kill the black-eyed zombie and gain 100 merit points."

A cold voice came from the system.

Fang Yu launched this attack in a hurry, almost consuming half of his magic power, so the Buddha's Palm would exert such great power.

When He Yingqiu came down, he was also stunned when he saw this scene.

He looked at the Buddha's palm in Fang Yu's hand, his eyes widened, and his mouth opened as he said, "What a powerful magic weapon, it's more powerful than my peach wood sword.

Although this black-eyed zombie is the lowest level, it is not so easy to kill!"

"What are you hesitating for? Come back with me quickly. I have collected the corpse. This place is too weird!"

Fang Yu urged.

Just as he finished speaking, another arm stretched out from the mud. Densely packed, zombies crawled out of the mud, with tattered clothes, men, women, young and old, and even the corpses of Sakura people.

He Yingqiu's scalp tingled when he saw this, and his pace quickened a bit.

"My father warned me before that the soil here has turned into corpse soil, and the corpses buried here will easily turn into zombies.

It seems that he didn't lie to me.

However, these zombies are the lowest-level black-eyed zombies, and they are a little stronger. With our skills, we can barely deal with them!"

Before reaching the top of the slope, several more black-eyed zombies broke out of the soil above.

"Crow's Mouth!"

Fang Yu frowned, put away the Buddha's Palm, took out the Immortal Soldier Puppet, circulated his magic power, raised his hand and threw it forward.

The puppet turned into a silver-armored immortal soldier, holding a spear and rushed into the group of corpses, killing them wildly..

The strength of the Immortal Soldier Puppet is based on Fang Yu's own strength. Fang Yu's real strength is no weaker than the gray-eyed zombie.

These low-level black-eyed zombies are no match at all. In a few breaths, three zombies' heads were pierced by silver spears and a bloody road was cut.

"Fang Yu, you stinky boy, you can actually use the mysterious art. Even my father hasn't learned this secret art.

Today is really a small knife cutting my butt, open my eyes!"

He Yingqiu followed Fang Yu, his eyes had become somewhat worshipful.

It takes a certain level of Taoism to use the mysterious art, and the god you want to invite is strong enough, and it needs to be worshipped all year round.

"My Immortal Soldier Puppet can only exist for half an hour, leave here quickly."

Although Fang Yu's silver-armored immortal soldier killed many black-eyed zombies, he always felt frightened and uneasy.

Under the protection of the silver-armored immortal soldier, the two finally reached the slope.

White mist rose from the pit below the slope. A powerful existence was vaguely seen in the mist, and its eyes fell on the two of them.

"Damn it, there is a very strong existence in the mist. I'm afraid that even my silver-armored immortal soldiers can't resist it.

If anything happens later, you should escape back as soon as possible!"

Fang Yu said in a deep voice.

"I can't escape alone. If I escape, I'm not a brother.

The aura formed here is not invaded by thunder and rain. Break the aura here and let the power of heaven deal with these evil spirits!"

He Yingqiu held a stack of talismans in his hand and glanced down.

"The sky and the earth are boundless, Qiankun borrows the law, wind, rain, thunder and lightning talismans, and decrees!"

The yellow talisman in his hand was pasted on the wooden sword, his left hand pinched the seal, he muttered something, and his right hand raised the wooden sword covered with yellow talismans and pointed at the void.

One of the yellow talismans burned.

The wind suddenly blew around, and the wind was so strong that the clothes of the two fluttered.

But the fog in the pit did not dissipate, and the fog was not affected.

He Yingqiu's face turned pale, and all the talismans on the wooden sword in his hand burned out. Dark clouds gathered in the void, lightning and thunder roared, and it began to rain.

"Taoyuan Town Funeral Shop! Little guy, you are from the funeral shop, and you dare to come to Balipo to steal corpses. Even He Hai would not dare to do this!"

A cold voice came from the mist.

"Senior, we are just entrusted by others to take away the remains. The rest of the corpses have not been moved.

I know that you are practicing in Balipo, so I took the corpses and left in time.

How come you summoned these black-eyed zombies to embarrass us and bully me because there is no one in the funeral shop?"

He Yingqiu was neither humble nor arrogant, with his hands behind his back and a calm face.

Fang Yu glanced behind him and saw that the other party's sword-holding hand was shaking constantly.

He reached out and patted He Yingqiu's shoulder, signaling him to relax.

At this time, the silver-armored immortal soldier was still fighting those low-level zombies. A light hum was heard in the mist, and a piece of extremely red cloth flew out, flying in the air, and instantly arrived in front of the silver-armored immortal soldier.

The silver-armored immortal soldier pointed the long spear in his hand at the cloth, but failed to tear it apart. Instead, he was hit in the chest by one end of the cloth.

There was a thunderous explosion, and the silver-armored immortal soldier was hit by the red silk, and his body was thrown away, and the whole body was shining, and it turned into a puppet and fell into Fang Yu's hands.

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