Fast time travel to hate the hero: I heard that the heroine is not human

Chapter 209 I Have a Date with the Taoist Master (1)

Cangcang Zhulin Temple, the bells are late.

A few bells sounded from the quiet mountain forest, vigorous and heavy, and a group of birds above the bamboo forest were frightened and scattered in all directions.

Below the bamboo forest, a quiet bluestone road stretches out.

It seemed that it had just rained, and there was a little wet moss on the bluestone slab.There was a "da da" sound of a wooden stick hitting the ground, coming from the end of the bluestone road.

A young man in a white robe, leaning on a long stick, slowly climbed up from the foot of the mountain.

When he raised his head, he revealed a handsome face.

There were fine beads of sweat hidden on his brows, his tall and delicate nose bridge, his stubborn and obstinate eyes, and his slightly pursed thin lips made his supposedly gentle face a little tougher.

Hearing the bell, the boy glanced at the mountain road, then lowered his head and touched the compass in his arms.

This was given to him by his master before he died, and he was told to find his uncle, Daoist Qingyuan, and then stay in Qingyuan Temple for three years.

He walked for more than three months before coming over from Hu'an.Along the way, he had heard that Qingyuan Temple was full of incense, but he didn't expect the road to be so difficult.

The boy thought, and started to walk forward again.

After passing through layers of bamboo forests and climbing hundreds of stone stairs, the boy finally arrived at the gate of Qingyuan Temple.

Looking at the three big characters "Qingyuanguan" hanging above, the young man wiped the sweat from his forehead and breathed a sigh of relief.

He paused, then stepped forward and began knocking on the door.

At the third knock, someone came and opened the door.

The young man tidied his clothes hurriedly, and saluted the person who opened the door: "Xuanyue has met senior brother."

The disciple who opened the door looked blank: "You are..."

Xuanyue saluted and said: "I am Xuanyue, a disciple of Hu'an Qingming Temple, and I am here to find my uncle by the order of my master."

The disciple who opened the door heard that the person in front of him was exactly the person his master had told him to take good care of, so he enthusiastically welcomed him in.

"Junior Brother, please come in."

After bringing the person in, he said again: "Recently, a flying corpse appeared in a village at the foot of the mountain. Most of the people in the village died. Master went down the mountain to lay down the flying corpse. It may take a few days before he comes back. So little brother, you can stay here in peace and wait for the master to come back, okay?"

Xuan Yue's original intention was to live in Qingyuan Temple. Hearing what the senior brother said, she nodded directly.

But after walking a few steps, he asked again: "A flying corpse appeared at the foot of the mountain? Why didn't I hear about it when I went up the mountain?"

The disciple didn't seem to know what happened, he just shook his head and said, "Maybe you missed it. Anyway, it's just a flying corpse, so it's no problem for Master to take action."

Xuan Yue also heard her master talk about how powerful this uncle is, so the little worry that just floated up in her heart slowly dissipated.

He followed the senior brother to the back room to check in, and then took out a few books from his luggage.

These books were all passed down to him by his master.

Since the founding of the Chu Dynasty, there have been many zombies, so there are also many Taoist temples that restrain zombies, and their Qingming Temple is one of them.

only……

Thinking of her master being killed by Hanba, Xuan Yue's eyes suddenly filled with deep hatred.

His parents and family members were all killed by zombies, and the master who took him in finally died in the hands of zombies.Therefore, in his life, Xuan Yue is destined to be at odds with the zombies!
Xuan Yue had blue veins on the back of the hand holding the book, and when he looked at the big characters on the book, he suddenly calmed down strangely.

These are all used to restrain zombies in ancient times.There is even a method of restraining the ancestor of zombies, the corpse king.

It's just that his current practice is too shallow, and he needs to practice more diligently.

　[The levels of zombies in this world are: White Zombie, Black Zombie, Jumping Zombie, Flying Zombie, Drought Demon, and Zombie King.Well, thank you all for your persistence.In two days, I won’t have to travel (sigh)]

　　
　
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