Just as he was about to get up and leave, his consciousness suddenly caught sight of three breaths passing above his head, and he quickly moved away from the Tonglu Mountain.
"Are they the Yu family and his son? And Feng Siniang? They escaped really fast."
Chen Yang chuckled secretly, thought for a while and headed towards the mining area.
Mr. Yu and the miners are still waiting for the news below. If they are left alone, they will be slaughtered by the zombies.
After finding Mr. Yu and briefly explaining it in detail, he was immediately shocked.
Even the Yu family's special envoy from the Yin Mo Sect couldn't offend the ghost. It was so terrifying that the whole village was immediately notified to flee.
Chen Yang also quickly got up and set off, destroying the jade slips that contacted the sect on the spot.
He didn't want to wait for a reply from the sect. If he was asked to go back and stare at the zombies, it would be the end of the world.
Furthermore, when the sect received the news, it would definitely send disciples to deal with it. In order to avoid encounters along the way, Chen Yang chose to take a detour back to the sect.
"It would be great if I could fly."
Chen Yang, who had a running talisman attached to his feet, still felt that he was not escaping fast enough. Who knows if the zombie could fly, so he did not dare to stay for a moment, and ran for three days and three nights.
When the speed talisman was exhausted, it was already thousands of miles away from Tonglu Mountain.
Chen Yang finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"The next time you go back to the sect, you must get a flying magic weapon like a flying boat and a flying sword. If that doesn't work, you can also get a flying zombie to be a demon servant."
Even if you use the speed talisman, you still have to consume spiritual energy.
After a few days, Chen Yang was exhausted.
He didn't dare to use up his spiritual energy to run around anymore. If he encountered danger, he wouldn't have the strength to resist if his spiritual energy was insufficient.
Night falls, in the wild forest.
In a mountain temple.
This ruined temple is filled with dust and overgrown with weeds. There is a rotten smell in the air. There is a statue of an unknown god standing inside, covered with spider webs. It seems that it has been abandoned for many years and no one has taken care of it.
Chen Yang cleared an open space, lit a bonfire, and roasted a brought rabbit.
Not long after, the sound of footsteps could be heard outside the broken door of the mountain temple.
A crunch!
Someone opened the door.
The visitors were three young men dressed in brocade and about the same age as Chen Yang.
When I saw someone in the temple, I was slightly startled at first, but then I quickly settled down.
In this deep mountain and old forest, it was not normal to meet a living person, but seeing that Chen Yang was young and dressed as a scholar, and did not look like a bandit, the three of them breathed a sigh of relief.
The leading young man nodded towards Chen Yang, raised his hands and smiled: "Brother, I'm sorry to bother you, do you mind if I stay here for the night?"
Chen Yang nodded slightly and said: "This is an unowned land. I am also passing by, so why would you mind? Please excuse me."
"Thank you little brother."
After being polite, the three of them sat down by the campfire.
However, they were hungry after a day's journey, and Chen Yang's roasted rabbit was already cooked, exuding an alluring aroma. The three people across the campfire couldn't help but swallow their saliva.
Chen Yang saw it and knew that they were just mortals with no aura of ascetics on their bodies, so he raised his hand to signal and said: "The rabbit is roasted. If you don't mind, why don't we eat together."
"Thank you very much."
One of the obese young men couldn't wait to pull off a rabbit leg and was about to bite it, but was stopped by another young man.
"Wait a minute, don't you think it's weird?"
The young man suddenly spoke and looked at Chen Yang suspiciously.