Bai Shu didn't know that the imperial army and horses, led by a number of sects from aristocratic families, had divided into dozens of groups and crossed the Tongjiang River in a mighty manner.
He also didn't know that in the eyes of those people, the living corpse sāo luàn, which he regarded as a serious problem, was just a much more serious epidemic.
As early as when Ziwu appeared in the world, Supervisor Tiansi had already taken precautions. Under the combined action of several immortals, the chaos of living corpses in Jiangbei had long been eliminated.
Only in the south of the Yangtze River, separated by the green Tongjiang River, was Dazheng, who was unable to catch him. Only then did he have the strength to spare a hand.
There are eleven counties in Dazheng, and Jiangbei accounts for eight of them. Among the three counties in the south of the Yangtze River, excluding Suiqu, the remaining two counties are Songyang and Qingwu. Most of them can't say anything in temples.
Even in Suiqu, also in the south of the Yangtze River, with the joint efforts of the Yan family and Jiejingshan in Taizhou, the chaos caused by the living corpses was far less serious than that of Songyang and Qingwu.
Baizhu, who was trapped in Fenyin, didn't know any of this.
The world outside the city is far broader than he thought.
The day passed quickly and quietly.
Under the dusk, Bai Shu slowly retracted his fist, his eyes bursting with light.
The Divine Elephant Fist Stake is not only a consumption, but also a kind of tempering.
Remove the dregs to obtain the pure, remove the waste and retain the essence.
The qi, blood and true energy that have been repeatedly forged by the Red Dragon Heart Sutra and jade bones have become more pure and perfect under the Divine Elephant Fist.
The blood is as crystal clear as blood diamonds and seems to contain boundless weight. The body is like a red copper furnace, emitting blood heat every moment.
The body of the fire dragon was compressed even smaller, but it was lifelike in every detail, and it moved a little more agilely than before.
After withdrawing his fist, all these things receded like the tide, and a feeling of emptiness and powerlessness suddenly came over him.
He covered his waist, his face turned unnaturally crimson, and cold sweat rolled down his face.
Bai Zhu raised his head and glanced at the sky. It was already dusk. The crescent moon was hanging high in the sky. Xie Fanjing was squatting on the steps, nodding his head.
"Walk……"
His voice was stuck in his throat, and the scene around him changed instantly.
Everything in front of me was like noodles, being pulled up long and sticky, and the sticky and soft senses broke into my brain, like a wet hand, thrusting into my throat.
Bai Zhu's eyes were in a trance for a while, and he waited until his vision became clear again.
A five-meter-long slender figure with thick and bright oil paint on his face was grinning at him.
Next to its pair of small-headed damask shoes, a man wearing a strict iron mask was dressed in red, with two ghostly fires flickering in his eyes.
"Zuo Chengye..."
Bai Shu took a step back and stared at the figure in disbelief, his palms cold.
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"You seem surprised?"
The man in red chuckled, and with a wave of his hand, a jade platform rose out of thin air, with eight delicacies and jade food, and cups and pots of old wine.
He was still in the courtyard downstairs from Zangyue, but Xie Fanjing disappeared at some point.
"It's just the incarnation that died. How can it be so easy to win or lose in a fight between aristocratic families?"
Zuo Chengye reached over and moved the frightened Baizhu to the front of the stage, "What's more, I am a half-step vajra, how can she beat me."
Seeing Bai Shu looking towards the jade platform, Zuo Chengye waved his hand and transformed into a table and stool.
"It's just an illusion, it can only be used to satisfy your cravings."
Opposite him, Zuo Chengye took off his iron mask. He was a feminine young man with narrow eyes and a six-petal plum blossom in the middle of his hall. He looked to be only four or five years older than Baizhu.
The bamboo-pole-like monster huddled nearby. When Bai Shu looked at it, he let out a strange laugh.
"What are your orders, Mr. Zuo?"
Bai Shu was silent for a while, then reached out to take the wine glass and drank it in one gulp.
"I'm just here to see my colleagues."
Watching Baizhu finish the drink, Zuo Chengye folded his hands with a smile on his face.
"Comrade?"
"Are you deliberately killing living corpses? Why, doesn't it feel good?"
Bai Shu paused when he heard the words, but Zuo Chengye slowly came up to him with a crazy smile on his face:
"Seeing the blood flying out of the skull and the sound of the blade rubbing against the bone, Baizhu, I have been paying attention to it for a long time, ever since you hid in that mouse hole."
The hand slowly placed on his shoulder, suppressing Bai Shu until he could not move.
"You look really happy when you kill a living corpse. Why don't you try a living person?"
Bai Shu raised his eyes and looked at Zuo Chengye who was very close at hand:
"When you listen to their cries, you will feel better. I like girls best. They have a voice like an oriole, and even the skin and flesh are more delicate, like the fragrance of spring grass."
The feminine young man took a deep breath, as if he was savoring the aroma.
Bai Shu was pressed on his shoulders, his face expressionless.
"I gave Zhou Lian and the others to you on purpose. It's such a pity that you didn't have a good time."
Zuo Chengye frowned in confusion: "When you killed the living corpse, didn't you obviously smile happily?"
Is this the same thing as riding a horse?!
Seeing him staring at him, Bai Shu felt a chill in his heart.
"possible."
Bai Shu took a deep breath and said without changing his expression: "It's because they are too strong."
Such an answer made Zuo Chengye shake his head, but the hand on his shoulder slowly moved away.
"I humiliate you, I'm going to offend you. Is this your first time? I was wrong. It's your first time touching Zhou Lian. It's obviously not good for you."
"Master Zuo really thinks I am a fellow-teacher?"
"Your joy doesn't seem to be fake. Many people want to use this to build relationships with me, but they don't really like it." Zuo Chengye shook his head regretfully, "I killed them all one by one."
This damn lunatic...
"You are really happy, but as a senior, I would like to give you a piece of advice."
Zuo Chengye raised his glass to him, "The principles on this road are very profound. Every cut is done with care. Your technique is too rough. I'll give you a book. Remember to read more."
The cover of the book that was handed over had some strange and bloody characters painted on it. When he opened it, he saw that it was full of the production techniques of various torture instruments, and his experiences were also densely written.
"what is it?"
Bai Shu flipped through a few pages and didn't dare to read any more. He pointed at the slender figure nearby and quickly changed the topic.
"Female things."
Zuo Chengye was not interested: "I beat all the living corpses in the garden to death and fed them to them."
His tone was a bit confused: "Living corpses are not as fun as living people. Why are you so happy?"
Why do topics always take perverted turns...
"The imperial army is coming soon." Zuo Chengye, who was drinking, suddenly shook his head, "My happy life is over."
"The imperial court?" Baizhu, who was full of thoughts, put down his wine glass, feeling surprised and uncertain in his heart.
Is there still a court now?
"Well, the court, it's faster than I expected." Zuo Chengye nodded lazily, but had no intention of continuing, "My yellow ears, you can return them to me when you've had enough fun."
"Yan Peng." Seeing Bai Shu's confused face, Zuo Chengye chuckled.
Looking at that smiling face, chills started to creep up my spine little by little.
"As you wish."
Without hesitation, Bai Zhu slightly cupped his hands and smiled.
"good."
Zuo Chengye nodded, his body disintegrated like a cloud of smoke, and the jade platform in front of him also disappeared little by little.
"Remember to read the book I gave you."
His low voice floated from the original place, and the surrounding scenery suddenly changed. Baizhu turned his head sharply. On the steps, Xie Fanjing also looked back at him in confusion.
Almost like a dream…
In the palm of his hand, there is a heavy book.
"Save a life." Baizhu wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and his legs couldn't help trembling.
"What's wrong?" Xie Fanjing ran over.
"It's nothing." He shook his head with a complex expression, "I almost died."
