The Zombie Book Boy

The doorway can attract so many Taoist priests to come here.

Bai Jia didn't take a few steps when he heard the sound of copper bells coming from inside. After looking for the sound, he saw seven or eight Taoist priests dancing around the pit in the middle with a sword in one hand and a bell in the other. Strange walking, looking like a great dancer, he stood still for a moment, and then he heard the old Taoist behind him murmur: "Teacher, show me, are those bull-nosed people lying on the ground?" ?”, although the two lay a little far away, they were on a high ground, and they could get a general idea by the moonlight.

The little Taoist said with a solemn face: "Master, your old eyesight is blind today, this is the front line of the ground attack."

"That's not right!" The old Taoist stared: "Just a few people dare to form this battle. Is this because your head was kicked by a donkey?"

Bai Jia eavesdropped with his ears up, while staring at the wooden swords in the Taoist priests' hands. No matter how you looked at them, the length and shape of the swords were roughly the same as that of the yellow monkey. However, the evil spirit has already leaked out in a strong way, and even the naked eye can see the blood-black spirit covering the sword.

Bai Jia waited to watch again, when he heard the little boy say in an old-fashioned way: "This time, all the disciples in the Taiqing Palace, all those who have achieved success in learning Taoism, have all traveled north here, but not all of them are here tonight. If you want to come, today This volleyball formation is just a test."

The old Taoist patted his beard and said happily: "My apprentice is right. I am also thinking like this as a teacher. I think there is something good hidden here, but I don't know how deep it is, so I set up a frontal battle to test it out."

Volleyball?Bai Jia remembered that this formation seemed to be listed in the Talisman Book of Talismans, but according to his understanding, although this formation is a large formation, it is used in combination with other auxiliary formations most of the time. No matter what kind of formation, it will consume a lot of money, so, face to face He pays special attention to the formation in front of him.

Accompanied by the sound of 'ding ding' bells, the Taoist priests walked outside the pit again. Comparing with the description of the volleyball formation in the talisman scriptures, Bai Jia found that there seemed to be a big difference between the two. What he learned, both There is no mention of bells or wooden swords. It is only required to take a picture of the corresponding talisman in the eyes of the formation. This formation requires one word: fast, from the start of the formation to the formation of the formation can not exceed ten breaths. Bai Jiaguang thinks this It's not easy for people to do things, and it's not easy to find a team just by walking, and there may be more than one team.He remembered that when he was learning the volleyball formation, he only saw which kind of talisman should be drawn according to the different shapes of the formation eyes on the top, and he saw that one head and two were bigger, and he was still stuck there and did not move. You know, this is the introduction to the talisman formation After a while, there are more ruthless ones waiting behind.Regarding this, he was still negative for a day, but today, it seems that there is a variant version of this formation?

While thinking about it, a strange light mixed with black and white faintly appeared in the pit, and it disappeared before everyone took a closer look. The Taoist priest by the pit immediately sat softly on the ground as if he had been emptied.

"These bastards are too useless. This is just a front line. It has not formed yet and has become so soft. It seems that this Taiqing Palace is nothing more than mediocre." The old Taoist gloated, and then stroked his beard Pretend to be deep: "But judging from this, there must be a treasure hidden here, but I don't know which one?"

"Master, it's not my apprentice talking about you, even if there are treasures in it, it's not your turn to worry about it all the time." The side path was suddenly poured with cold water.

The old-fashioned beard is twitching: "You little heartless, you only know how to run on me, an old man all day long. How could you know that the master is going to seize the treasure? If I really have that kind of heart, you as an apprentice! You have to have that skill too, don’t you?”

Bai Jia also stayed with these two for a few days, knowing that the master and apprentice were bickering and their relationship was getting better, and seeing that the Taoist priests could not have anything to say, she turned around and walked out.

"Master, hurry up, the road is turning around." Xiaodao had sharp eyes, and as soon as Bai Jia moved, he grabbed his master's arm.

The old man took advantage of his strength to stand up and quickly followed. The two masters and apprentices walked for a while. The old man pointed at the path that continued to extend outward and whispered: "Teacher, do you think the other end is a demon or a ghost?"

Xiaodao walked forward without looking sideways: "Master, it doesn't matter whether it's a demon or a ghost. From now on, you have to think about it. From the middle of the night, what should we do with our food and drink?"

Pang Zhu had heard from an old horseman in the racecourse before that the corvee guards in the land of exile were the harshest, and the guards there were the most tormenting people. I can understand that feeling, because I have never encountered it before. Even if he is dealing with crimes and stays with livestock all day, sometimes he will be yelled at by the guards, but he doesn't feel how painful it is, but now, he does. He truly experienced how painful it is to have one side of his body as if being roasted on a fire while the other side is like falling into an ice cellar. He thought this was what the old horseman said that life is better than death.In a daze, he seemed to hear the anxious cry of the criminal supervisor, and also the exclamation of others, some familiar and some unfamiliar, but none of the ones he wanted.

Before Bai Jia entered his ranch, he saw the yellow monkey running towards him. He felt a thump in his heart. He glanced first at his half-opened tent, then at the horse farm next to him, and saw a place with a light on. , there are deliberately suppressed noisy voices inside.

"Something happened to Pang Zhu!"

When it was dawn, there was a dull copper bell in the distance, a total of nine times, and the sound of "dong dong dong" spread throughout Wuhua County. Bai Jia was sitting cross-legged in the tent, with a person in his arms, with half-drooped eyelids , looked like he was asleep, but the sounds from outside entered his ears without saying a word.

"It's the death knell!"

"I heard that the governor of the county has been ill for more than a month. Didn't he go?"

"It should be close. No wonder I couldn't find the doctor at night. I'm afraid they were all called. I don't know if Pang boy survived it."

Sensing a few glances at his tent, Bai Jia moved, opened the quilt, touched it, and suddenly said, "Your body is normal, why is he still awake?"

"What's the hurry, I have to wait for him to recover himself." A voice came out of nowhere in the empty tent. When I looked carefully, I saw a figure floating in the shadows, floating and flickering, as if being caught. The wind blows and it dissipates.It's not someone else, it's because he hasn't seen the underworld ghost messenger for a long time, and I don't know if he did it on purpose, this time when he came out, his figure was not as firm as last time.What happened to Pang Zhu last night really shocked Bai Jia, and he was still at a loss what to do. The so-called rush to the doctor, somehow, he was thinking about ghosts in his heart, but he really read the one in front of him, but What he said was out of the ordinary.

"This thing really can't be cut off?", thinking of Pang Zhu's miserable appearance last night, Bai Jia became furious.

The ghost guard raised his eyes, and said leisurely: "No, unless you want him to die with him."

Bai Jia really had no choice but to take the one in front of him, touched the protrusion under his hand, and asked: "You haven't said yet, what the hell is this, and is it harmful to his body? Symptoms like last night will still Will not relapse", he was really frightened. At this moment, it seems that there is still a temperature in his palm that can burn and freeze people to death. , he could only hug Pang Zhu's body and cry.

The ghost messenger seemed to shrug his shoulders, and he only heard him say: "Other things you will know in the future, as for whether it will relapse, it depends on you, as long as you feed it enough energy in your body every day, I will give it a try." I think, probably, it should be all right.”

This sounded irresponsible no matter how you heard it. Bai Jia wanted to ask again, but she felt the person in her arms tremble. When she lowered her head to look, she saw that the person's eyelids trembled and were about to open. At the same time, the shadow All the shadows in the scene disappeared in an instant.

47

Pang Zhu has a habit now, no matter whether he has work in hand or not, he will touch his left neck from time to time. After he fainted from the pain that night, when he woke up the next day, the root of his ear was an inch down. Inexplicably, there was a boil in the place where he lived. The boil was as hard as a stone, and it was neither painful nor itchy. , almost reaching the shoulder blades, he took out the bronze mirror to take a picture, and even scratched it with his nails, the raised skin was like jade, and it slipped as soon as he exerted force, after tossing several times, not even a scratch was left , Tired myself out of sweat.

"Are you feeling uncomfortable?" Bai Jia's voice came from behind, and the next moment, a pair of big hands covered his neck. The hands were big and thick, and there was a hint of coolness in them. They felt comfortable as soon as they covered them. He squinted.

In the sky, vultures in twos and threes croaked past, rushing to an upcoming feast.People living in this wild land regard death as life. They believe that after death, the body must be donated to all creatures, and the soul can return to the embrace of the mountain god. Therefore, sky burials are popular here.Today is the old county guard's funeral day, there is no mourning or crying, except for the white flags that are raised everywhere in the county, it looks the same as usual, and the guards in the racecourse will not be less scolded because of this incident , and one of them glanced at the fence where the two were standing.

Pang Zhu tried his best to suppress his flushed cheeks by looking back at the gap in the bronze mirror. He always felt that Bai Jia's kindness to him now made his heart beat violently, which made his speech a little knotted: "I, I I always feel that the longer the boil grows, the weirder it becomes, you give me a look."

Bai Jia moved her hand away, revealing the bulging boil underneath. She said that the boil was actually more like a pustules. The stretched skin changed from the original wheat color to translucent, and there was a white spot in the shape of a rice grain inside. Look, it looks like a large sago that is eight minutes ripe, especially compared with the surrounding skin, it is very eye-catching.

"It's okay, wait for the pustule to grow