After Lao Shixin and I ran out, we saw Han Sifan fainting on the ground. Brother Xiang was hesitating whether to give her artificial respiration.

Lao Superstitious and I walked over and asked. It turned out that after they chased him out, Zhao Chenyang suddenly used his ** to fascinate Han Sifan, who had a higher combat power. At that time, Zhao Chenyang was also afraid that Lao Superstitious would chase him out, so he turned around and ran away.

Brother Xiang originally wanted to pursue, but after comparing the combat effectiveness of the two, he resolutely decided to stay and protect Han Sifan.

Old Superstition did not show any surprise when he heard Zhao Chenyang run away, but said lightly: "You are all too young. Although Xiaofan is a good fight, those who play fools must not be as good as him. This is normal. I hope he can take revenge and take care of himself."

The old superstition said this, and we would not chase that guy. After all, Zhao Chenyang and I have no grudges. At that time, the old superstition asked Brother Xiang to go back with Han Sifan first, and then leave me to deal with the two zombies together.

In fact, these two are not considered real zombies. The old superstition says that real zombies are very powerful, but they are not comparable to these two guys. The old man Wang turned into a black zombie, which is considered a low-level zombie monster. Later, the jumping zombie appeared was more powerful.

"These two corpse monsters must find a place to burn them with peach wood." After the old superstition said that, he carried the jumping corpse without saying a word, and then pointed to the old master Wang and said, "Let's carry it. There is a cave in the east of the village, where they will be dealt with."

Helplessly, when I walked over, I smelled a foul smell. When I thought to myself, Brother Xiang was carrying a delicate beauty like Han Sifan on his back. I was carrying a dead body here, it was so fucking.

No matter how much I complain, I still have to do things. I followed Lao Superstition to carry two corpses, then made some peach wood in the cave east of the village, burned the two men, and then Lao Superstition also dug a hole in the cave, buried the two men, and carved two monuments with wooden boards.

At that time, I was very puzzled. It would be nice to bury them for so long, and I would erect a monument for them. Isn’t this meddling in other people’s business? At that time, the old superstitious said: “There is God’s will in the dark. Do more good deeds and plant good causes to get good results.”

Anyway, I didn't understand what good results this could have. After I finished tinkering with the superstition, I took me to the town.

It was about twelve o'clock at that time, and it was dark around. The path was walking. Old Superstition walked in front with his hands behind his back, and was humming a song in his mouth. After walking for a while, Old Superstition spoke in front and said, "Xiaohui, are you me watching me grow up?"

"You old man took me to take a peek at the widow in the bath since I was a child, and it seemed to be true." I nodded, and the old superstitious coughed and said, "Nonsense, you must have remembered it wrong. Tell you the serious matters, be serious."

"Oh, you said." I answered casually. In fact, I have known this old guy for so many years, and I have only come back for a few days and feel that he has been serious a few times. He used to be an old naughty boy.

"Do you know, I used to be awesome." As soon as the old superstitious spoke, I said, "Stop, don't brag about these things. Have you ever caught the zombie king or beat the black and white impermanence?"

"Oh, it's all the past. I remember that I met a little guy like you before, heartless and messing around all day long. However, although he has many disasters, he still survived. But I tell you the truth. I didn't want to tell you, and your mother didn't let me tell you, you know that you belong to the Four Chen people, right? You were born in the year, Chen month, Chen day and Chen hour, and your life is low. You have a great disaster in seven years, that is, when you are twenty-five years old, you will die if you can't get through. If you want to pass it, learn these Taoism well, don't take it seriously all day."

After saying the old superstition, I didn't take his words seriously at that time and said, "Isn't this seven years still there?"

Lao Superstition suddenly turned around and looked at me. It was close at that time, and I could see that his skin had many wrinkles and a lot of white hair. Lao Superstition touched my forehead, just like an elder touched my head.

To be honest, I actually thought of this old superstition as my grandfather before I knew it. When I was a child, this old guy took me and Brother Xiang to play every day. I have never even seen my father since I was a child, let alone my grandfather. When the old superstition touched my forehead, my heart felt a little warm.

The old superstitious looked at me, shook his head and said, "Forget it, you haven't gotten your mind yet. If you think it through one day, come to me. I will teach you all the things I know. I hope you can survive the great disaster."

"Where is my ** master?" I suddenly thought that the master seemed to have not taught me anything. The old superstitious smiled and said, "Don't count on him. He is busy all day long, so how can I take care of you? Okay, go back quickly. If you haven't returned so late, your mother should worry about you."

"Yeah." I was only eighteen years old at that time, and I didn't think so much about the so-called great disaster.

As soon as I entered the town, I separated from Lao Shi and ran to my house. When I opened the door, I saw my mother kneeling in front of the strange stone statue at home. I didn’t know what she was doing.

If I were afraid of this thing before, I wouldn't be afraid now. After all, I still had that code on my body. I walked to my mother. Given the last incident, I didn't dare to speak. After about three minutes, my mother opened her eyes and turned around and pointed to the sofa when she came back, saying, "Xiaohui, we have to have a good chat."

"Oh." I nodded. Every time I came back, my mother would talk to me, and I didn't care. She sat on the sofa. My mother brought a cup of tea and handed it to me. Then she took out some talisman paper from under the table, which were the ones I brought back from the old superstitious family. She looked at me and said, "Xiaohui, you were so old, I shouldn't say anything about you, but you shouldn't learn these feudal superstitious things. Mom wanted you to pass the civil service exam and live an ordinary life. What are you doing with these things?"

"It's fun." I said subconsciously. As soon as I finished speaking, my left face was so painful that my mother slapped me. She glared at me and said extremely angrily: "It's fun? Anyway, you are not allowed to learn this. Forget it immediately after you have learned it! Did you hear it?"

To be honest, I have never been beaten by my mother a few times since I was a child. She has always liked me very much, and at most she just cursed her. Today she looks very abnormal.

I felt very wronged and said, "Don't you just learn to play? Are you angry like this?"

My mother stared at me, panted and went back to the room, and closed the door. I felt wronged, I did not make any mistakes, why did she be so angry?
Chapter completed!