When 'Manager Yang' said the word "hit the road", the living corpse holding the sky-breaking crossbow had already pulled the trigger.
Fortunately, at this moment, Zhuge Zhengqi struggled desperately.
The crossbow arrow hit the oily skin on the ugly Taoist priest's face and hit the floor.
Seeing that the living corpse continued to attack the ugly Taoist priest, I quickly withdrew my hand.
He raised his hands and said to the smiling ‘Manager Yang’:
"Okay! It's my fault
Let my buddy Zhuge Zhengqi go. If you have anything to do with me,
But sister, you have to think about the consequences. If I have someone who is both good and bad, I would like to congratulate you on replacing Guangwu Heze and becoming the most wanted criminal in heaven.
Don't mess around, give the Emperor of Heaven some face.
At worst, I will go to the Emperor of Heaven and ask him to take off your evil hat.
Then I’ll give you a chance to ascend.”
‘Manager Yang’ first tilted his head and smiled at me, then ‘he’ waved his hand towards the living corpse holding the sky-breaking crossbow and said:
"Give your Highness some face."
After hearing what 'Manager Yang' said, the soul holding the Sky-Breaking Crossbow was stunned for a moment.
Then he looked at 'Manager Yang' and then at Zhuge Zhengqi who was pressed to the ground.
The eyes of the living corpse kept alternating between the two of them, as if there was something difficult that he couldn't understand.
Looking at the confused eyes of the living corpse, 'Manager Yang' sighed helplessly, and then 'he' said to the living corpse:
"The meaning of giving face is not to take action - hold still, can you understand me?"
After looking at the living corpse tilting its head and thinking for a long time, and then nodding to myself, 'Manager Yang' shrugged at me, made a helpless expression, and said:
"It's not easy to find a soul that can understand human speech these days.
My usual soul has been reincarnated, so I have no choice but to find a recently deceased soul to temporarily replace it.
Who would have thought that this damn guy at such a young age would have Alzheimer's disease?
Your Highness, you don’t understand either?
The souls inside these living corpses were brought by me."
"I understand, it's clear, I probably won't suffer from Alzheimer's disease yet."
Looking at the ugly Taoist priest who was pressed down by four or five living corpses, I smiled at ‘Manager Yang’ and then continued:
"Sister, as I said just now, let my brother go.
I will arrange it for you to become an immortal."
When I was talking, Manager Yang looked at me with a strange expression, then he chuckled a few times, took a step forward and leaned into my ear, saying:
"I'm really getting more and more curious as to whether you are Guangwu Heze.
The immortal magic on your body has his aura, but you have no idea how to use such a powerful immortal magic.
Still just spinning around on the most basic things.
The more I look at you, the more you look like a bait, but what kind of big fish can you catch with this little bait?"
When he said this, 'Manager Yang' paused for a moment. After 'he' looked at me with some confusion, he continued:
"Originally, I wanted to take you out and make a deal with those gods using Your Highness.
But now I have changed my mind. I want to see who is the one holding the fishing rod?
Maybe the next time we make a deal, the target will be him.
Let me give you another piece of advice: I am not the only one who entered the main altar of Erlang Temple this time.
There are still three or four waves of people inside, all trying to take advantage of the chaos.
No matter which wave of evil spirits, Your Highness, you are just a fat piece of fat."
Having said this, 'Manager Yang' looked back at Zhuge Zhengqi, who was pressed down by four or five living corpses, and then smiled and said to the living corpse holding the sky-breaking crossbow:
"Look at these two brats, if they dare to make any small move, you will send the ugly boy to his death."
Looking at the confused eyes of the living corpse, 'Manager Yang' spread his hands helplessly and said with a tangled look on his face:
"The two of them are brats, and the one underneath you is ugly.
Forget it, if you think something is wrong, just do it."
Having said this, 'Manager Yang' raised his wrist, glanced at the time, and continued to say to the living corpse with the soul of Alzheimer's disease:
"You count to a hundred, and when you reach a hundred, you can go back.
Remember, count to one hundred."
After speaking to the living corpse, 'Manager Yang' made a face at me, and then 'he' turned around and walked towards the outside of the gate with a smile.
As she walked, she said without looking back:
"When he counts to a hundred, you will be free.
I advise you not to have any evil thoughts. Although this living corpse has Alzheimer's disease, it is very real.
If you two do something small, it will definitely attack the ugly boy."
While talking, 'Manager Yang' had already walked to the door, opened the door and walked out.
And the living corpse holding the sky-breaking crossbow and pressing it against Zhuge Zhengqi's forehead began to open his mouth and count:
"one two three"
Seeing that the door has been closed, my heart is already racing.
This is the first time since I got married to the Emperor of Heaven that I felt so aggrieved.
At this time, I heard that the number of living corpses had reached more than twenty
"twenty-nine"
I immediately answered and said:
"Ninety-two, ninety-four"
"Ho--I want to count my own start!"
This disrupted the counting rhythm of the living corpse, and it bared its teeth and yelled at me, expressing its anger at being interrupted.
Fortunately, my interjection is not within the scope of petty actions.
After shouting at me, the living corpse continued to count:
In the blink of an eye, the number of living corpses reached one hundred.
Then its body suddenly tilted and fell straight onto Zhuge Zhengqi.
When this living corpse fell to the ground, other corpses also fell down together like mud.
At this time, I was too late to help Zhuge Zhengqi climb out.
I snatched the sky-breaking crossbow from the fallen corpse, and then ran towards the gate.
It only takes less than a minute. If you rush out now, you should be able to catch the woman pretending to be the dead ghost Manager Yang.
Outside the door was a deserted corridor. When I heard the sound of the door closing at the end of the corridor, I rushed over.
But the moment I rushed out of the corridor, I saw dozens of men wearing the same clothes as Manager Yang gathered outside.
They gathered together, staring at a drawing of the General Altar Mountain posted on the wall, and listened to a steward saying:
"His Royal Highness has been missing for three days, and if he is still not found today, it will be difficult for the master to explain to heaven when he comes back.
If there is still no news from His Highness at twelve o'clock tonight, then we will start dividing the area into areas and start a carpet search."
When the word "suo" was still in my throat, I rushed out and met dozens of stewards face to face.
These people looked at the dead skin on my body in surprise. After a while, a young steward suddenly had the courage to say to me: