Renjia Town.

The night is heavy, and the moon hovers alone in the forest.

A dilapidated charity house located outside the western suburbs.

Nanchen was leaning comfortably on the rocking chair.

While waiting for Taoist Simu to drive the body to come here.

While recalling the plot of Mr. Zombie...

Half a year ago, he accidentally traveled through time.

Coming to this world of zombie with Lin Zhengying.

He knows very well.

I want to survive in this world where warlords and demons are rampant.

You have to find Uncle Jiu, you have the real ability to kill demons and eliminate demons, and become the Grand Master of Maoshan.

By understanding this world.

He successfully joined the sect of the Exorcist Taoist Master Jiu and became his third disciple.

On weekdays, in addition to following Uncle Jiu to practice magic hard, he would collect corpses in this Yizhuang coffin.

Today, Uncle Jiu took Qiu Sheng Wencai out to do business.

Let Nanchen stay in the Yizhuang Village to welcome Taoist Simu.

Nanchen is naturally willing.

Taoist Simu used his magic skills to ask for one hand, which was very impressive.

In this world, except for Uncle Jiu, he has a thick thigh.

"Dongdongdongdong--"

A rushing knock on the door came.

Nan Chen's heart tightened and thought to himself that it might be that Taoist Simu has arrived.

He hurriedly got up and opened the door tightly.

Outside the house, it was not Taoist Simu who appeared.

Instead, there were two elderly couples with disheveled hair and ragged clothes.

When the old man saw Nanchen open the door, he bowed to him first.

Then he spoke in a hoarse voice:

"Brother, the old man and his wife passed by here.

I was really dry and I couldn't rush to travel.

I want to go into the farm and ask for saliva.”

Nanchen looked at the old man and his wife several times and frowned slightly.

But still make a gesture of request:

"Two, come in with me!"

After saying that, he took the old man and his wife into the house and let them sit left and right.

Later, he picked up two red-mouthed white bowls in the pile of origami.

I threw some tea leaves, filled them with hot water, and brought them to the two of them.

The old man and his wife thanked each other repeatedly and covered themselves with a drink.

Nanchen didn't care either, but just sat back on the rocking chair and asked slowly:

"You two, don't know where you come from?"

The old man put down the tea bowl and sighed:

"Hey! My husband and I escaped from Jinling."

As soon as he finished speaking, the old woman shouted with sadness:

"There are no more soldiers outside, so we had to rush to find relatives to join us."

Nanchen sighed, this world.

Indeed, there are chaos and life is like grass.

Seeing that they had finished drinking tea, they said in a deep voice:

"Two, it's getting late.

Dust returns to dust returns to earth.

After drinking this tea, let’s go on the road sooner!”

Hearing this, the couple couldn't help but look at each other.

Then he heard the old man say:

"Brother, you're a good person at first sight.

My husband and I are old and have been traveling for several days.

The feet were all blisters.

I think your courtyard is quite spacious, why don’t you let me and my husband stay overnight?

Can you still watch the house for you at night, right?"

The old woman hurriedly shouted:

"Yes, you're a good person at first glance.

We, both of us, don’t want to eat, just want to have a place and sleep for one night.

明天就走,明天一早就走.”

Between the words, the couple's eyes were filled with longing.

The old woman even came from the cloth bag.

Take out a crystal clear jade mandarin duck as big as a fist.

Slowly, he handed it to Nanchen.

If ordinary people see it, they will definitely be extremely happy.

A pair of jade mandarin ducks, just exchange for one night to spend.

But Nan Chen on the rocking chair showed a hint of sneer.

I didn't even look at the jade mandarin duck.

Just fingers hit it rhythmically.

It made a "da da da" sound, and said in a hurry:

"I drank the tea and my feet rested.

I can't use the things that are used by dead people.

Wait for my Yizimei Master to come back.

hehe.

If you want to leave, you can't leave."

Nan Chen said lightly, squinting his eyes and looking at the old man and his wife.

When the old man and his wife heard this, their faces suddenly changed and they showed a look of panic.

Both of them bounced up from the seat.

The old woman hurriedly put away the jade mandarin duck and subconsciously took two steps back.

The old man was even more surprised:

"This, is it Lin and Lin Jiu's charity village?"

Nanchen didn't say anything, just nodded slightly.

When the old man and his wife saw Chen Fei nodding, they ate the dead rat, their faces turned ashen.

It took me a while before I came to my senses.

The old man bowed repeatedly:

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry for my crimes.

The old man and his wife, go on the road now, go on the road immediately..."

After saying that, he turned around and was about to leave.

Nanchen called them directly:

"etc.

Take these yellow money!”

As he said that, he took out a stack of yellow money.

It was lit directly with the candle next to it, emitting green flames and turned into black and gray.

But the old man had a stack of brand new yellow paper in his hand.

Nanchen clapped his hands and said slowly:

"Two, humans and ghosts have different paths.

The world is not where you should stay, don’t leave any souvenirs.

This money should be enough for you two tolls.”

"this……"

The old man and his wife looked at the yellow money in their hands, revealing a hint of strange color.

However, he still bowed to Nanchen.

Then he turned around and left.

In the blink of an eye, it turned into a fog of black fog and disappeared into the darkness...

Nanchen saw it without any emotion.

In this world, there are ghosts everywhere.

The panic at the beginning, now the numbness.

He had long been accustomed to it.

After seeing the old man and his wife off, Nanchen saw it was still late.

So I prepared to put away the two bowls of tea that had lost the aroma of tea and turned into clear water.

Then, prepare to go back to the house to sleep.

But at this moment, bursts of clear copper ringtones suddenly rang outside the yard.

From far to near, it keeps coming.

"Lingling..."

"The Yin people go on the road, and the Yang people avoid it."

"Lingling..."

"The Yin people go on the road, and the Yang people avoid it."

The sound is not too loud, but these words make people's scalp numb.

Nanchen's body shook, turned his head suddenly, and stared at the door tightly.

"The corpse-driven bell. Taoist Simu, here..."

Nanchen’s biggest reliance on coming to this world.

It is familiar with the world, all the settings and plots.

If Taoist Simu drove the corpse, it would inevitably indicate the beginning of Mr. Ren's plot.

Although he was prepared for a long time, Nanchen was a little nervous when he thought about his knowledge.

After a while, waves of neat footsteps approached and stopped outside the door.

A middle-aged man knocked on the door outside the house:

"Dongdongdongdongdong."

"Senior brother, Qiu Sheng Wencai, I am Simu..."

Nanchen hesitated for a little, but still stepped tightly to open the door.

I saw outside the house.

Standing was a middle-aged Taoist priest wearing a yellow Taoist robe, holding a yellow cloth prayer flag, a mustache and round-frame glasses.

He was still a little stunned when he saw that it was Nan Chen who opened the door.

But Nanchen noticed behind him.

There, there was a row standing straight.

He was dressed in Qing Dynasty official uniforms, and his face was sallow and yellow.
Chapter completed!