After the two businessmen on the other side calmed down, one of them couldn't help but said angrily.

"Master, didn't you say there won't be any problems? What if I kill a few people after I go back and attract the attention of the government?"

"Say less..."

The companion pulled the speaker, and the latter said no more. After all, it's okay to complain, but if you really say something that makes people angry, it may lead to evil.

The warlock glanced at the two businessmen and sighed again.

"You will not be short a penny.

After speaking, the warlock looked at the corner over there. At this moment, Yi Shuyuan and Shi Sheng had stopped moving.

"Scholar, are you okay?"

"It's okay, it's okay, but do you know that this thing is in the coffin? It's a zombie, right? I heard the older generation say it's a cannibal!

The warlock did not answer immediately, but gave instructions to the disciples who had already stood up.

"Mage, although I am a talented person, I have heard a lot of stories about immortals since childhood. When I saw this ghost thing just now, it is really difficult to connect it with the path of immortality..."

"Thank you!" "Bad boy!"

"Do they want to eat it? It's so sweet and fresh, you guys are so good!

At that time, an old man holding a cane, wearing a shabby coat, was dragged to the ground. He used a cane in his hand and gestured around the warlock and everyone. He found the warlock and tried to fight, but in the end he failed.

Didn't hit it.

Although he said to stop, the warlock did not agree. Instead, he stretched out his fingers and watched the scholar clean the blood under his fingers with a white cloth, then carefully patted the medicine bottle. The warlock could not help but speak again.

Yi Shuyuan smiled.

The Earth God was startled, but he immediately thought that the other person was a real cultivator, so he quickly took a step forward and bowed in salute.

At that moment, the warlock felt lost, and it took him a long time to speak.

As he spoke, Yi Shuyuan tied the cloth strips tightly and said with a smile.

"The old man belongs to our own land. Do you know and respect me?"

The Master was not in a trance, as if he had no illusions, as if he was still a child in school, listening to the Master's lectures on the teachings of the saints.

At that time, Shi Sheng, who was also watching the fire inside the inn door, suddenly screamed in surprise.

"Eight years and seven years... How can you pass down your Taoist method and alchemy skills..."

At this moment, when he heard that the wound was bandaged, the mage came back to his senses.

The disciples all took it, but they were more restrained and didn't take too little.

There was no chatting or laughing at the campfire on the other side. The zombies appeared, but the young man was nervous. In contrast, the warlock felt desolate in his heart.

Looking at the basket in the child's hand, there are not even a few big buds and green leaves on the edge.

Inside the wall of the old inn, a firewood shelf was built with coffin fragments and a small amount of other firewood. The zombie's body was placed under the shelf, and a little kerosene was poured under the firewood.

After being silent for a long time, the warlock looked at Yi Shuyuan again.

If we really want to talk about it, the warlock who died at the hands of Yi Shuyuan in Yuanjiang County can also be considered in that situation.

Is that what Master once said about people who are "born rich"?

After passing by, Tu Tu Gong looked at the door and seemed to understand something.

"The same principle applies to the way of immortality. Although the traces of immortality in the human world are ethereal, the shadow of the immortality still remains in people's hearts.

"How to establish laws in the world? Even though the authority of the emperor is very low, legislators should violate the ethics of the world and the words of the saints. This is common sense deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, that is, public order and conscience! If the laws established are in line with public order and conscience, it is

Wrong path."

"Um?"

Although the corpses inside were still burning, they had been used and no one was looking at them, and they were really smelly. Compared with this place, the smell of corpses inside the old inn cannot be ignored.

If the immortal way exists, you should follow this principle. If the immortal heart exists, you should have misconceptions and seek to refine the elixir with the wrong way and delusional thoughts. How can you achieve it?"

"The "Wonderful Alchemy" is a two-hundred-year-old effort of yours, and it will definitely be lost in your hands..."

In the inn, no one shouted outside at this moment.

No one was the first to reach out, so everyone else held back.

"My surname is Yi, I'm just a storyteller passing by! "Thank you very much!"

"Yes, the smell of the corpse is so strong that it makes hibernating animals in the mountains and wild areas feel safe. The smell spreads dozens of times underground. If it is a special zombie, the immortal will help it, right?"

There are so few disciples, but no one can really catch his eye. The warlock sighed in his heart and looked at Yi Shuyuan again. The former had not yet taken out the medicine.

At this moment, the medicinal powder had just broken down and fell under the wound on the warlock's finger. I was so happy that I also inhaled and interrupted my previous words.

The scholar's trunk was large, and it was possible that it contained a basket of fruits, but the thing looked as if it had just been dug out of the soil and shaken clean.

"Big baby, can he see you?"

A group of people agreed, returned to sit at the original campfire, added firewood and made the fire small again.

"The Lord of the Land said he was smelly of corpses, so he came to see him. Seeing his current appearance, he sighed that the master's life was long. If he could rest assured and take care of himself, he might still be able to survive for eight or seven years...

"

"I claim to be my own land!"

The sorcerer took a torch and lit the pyre himself.

Hui Mian got back on the blanket with some food in his mouth, while Qi Cheng was picking at the citrus bit by bit, which made some people swallow their saliva.

"Zhi is a living thing, it will take a while to break down.

The old man turned around and looked in the direction of the old inn. He saw a child staring at me and ran away before he caught my sight.

The landowner frowned upon hearing this.

"Chang Yi, the sorcerer has suffered such losses and is burdened with debts. Will he come to save me?"

Although the warlock looked like he had killed the zombies neatly, the bleeding from his bitten finger had not stopped. He was standing here with blood still flowing rapidly from his finger.

"He has also seen your abilities and knows that you are not one of those people who pretend to be gods and ghosts. Your abilities must be passed down. Although there are many disciples, they are rarely stupid people. If he is willing to practice with you, the path to immortality is just around the corner. Hiss.

....."

It was originally hidden, but it was retrieved instantly after casting a spell. Yi Shuyuan's eyes lit up when he saw it.

"Just now an old man came. He walked out the door with a cane and a basket. I said I know the Master. I met him when I was a kid..."

"Master, do you want to light the fire now?"

The disciples quickly picked up the coffin fragments and went out. Some people dragged the body out with ropes. The merchants and servants also ran out. No one wanted to stay in the old inn.

Yi Shuyuan reached out and took it, and Shi Sheng couldn't wait to get the things outside the basket. A big gray and white mink emerged from the blanket on one side, also grabbing the fruit and eating it.

"Uh, thank you!

Maybe it was because the coffin was open, or maybe it was because of the corpse water, the room became stinky.

While Yi Shuyuan was bandaging the warlock with a clean white cloth, he shook his head slightly.

He looked up at his right index finger. A thin white cloth was tied on the fingertip. There was only a slight redness, but there was no less blood seeping out. Apparently it had really stopped.

Warlocks rarely bring disaster upon themselves, so among warlocks, there are very few people who suffer from necrosis. "Is Your Majesty an immortal cultivator?"

"Take one too!" "Take one of this too!"

"Master, please give him some medicine and bandage it."

"It is said that true immortals observe the changes in the heaven and earth, develop their own ways, and understand the principles of all things. They have wonderful luck. Although there is no elixir for seeking, they should be changed by their own practice. Those who are not masters can control it.

The warlock stood up at this moment, and Yi Shuyuan cupped his hands.

"Does he know who this old man is? I'm afraid.

But Yi Shuyuan also has to deny that there are very few warlocks who are really pitiful!

As the fire gradually engulfed the zombies, a white smoke accompanied by a foul smell also rose in the flames, and everyone around them moved in and out.

"No!"

"Yes, yes..." "Let him eat..."

"Eat it, your older children have noticed it, they all want to eat it!"

"Thank you very much!

The zombie has not yet matured, but is still beginning to develop intelligence. It has worshiped the moon and sucked human blood, so it will indeed cause trouble.

The old man was slightly startled, and hurriedly walked towards the old inn. He looked out at the door and saw that there was no scholar in gray robes by the bonfire in the corner. The child returned to the scholar, but could not help but look towards the door.

"Well, if our bloodline is broken, it will be bad. If we keep tossing and tossing, we will definitely cause some trouble in the future."

It looked like it was edible, but there was still some wet soil stuck to it.

After saying that, the warlock walked towards the house.

"Master, there is no short old man! Is he a landowner?"
To be continued...