Qi Lechuan nodded stiffly, staring at the talisman with his eyes, "Man is divided into yin and yang, ghosts are divided into good and evil. Evil ghosts need to be suppressed to achieve peace. This ghost-suppressing talisman belongs to the Taoist of Maoshan."

"Maoshan?" Zhang Rishan only knew the Nine Gates and had never heard of such a school.

"So he is not a fortune teller." Qi Lechuan opened the book again and read the last page casually.

It says in blood, "Leave the will of fate."

Zhang Rishan lowered his eyes and saw that her expression was recovering, so he felt relieved. The child was a child after all, and she would be afraid, but he would try his best to soothe the child's emotions. At the critical moment of life and death, she must be sober and rational, otherwise no one can leave the train alive.

Qi Lechuan calmed down his emotions, walked into the door, reached out to touch the coffin, and Taoist Maoshan raised corpses for his own use. There were not many corpses that could be refined. The extremely Yin body was the best, such as her body.

She seemed to have guessed the real story, but she just needed to verify it. She is now sure that the notes in her hand are fake.

On the other side, taking advantage of the moonlight, Zhang Qiling walked towards the first carriage. The people they saw with their heads lowered when they came in disappeared, empty, as if they were looking at him.

Zhang Qiling stopped, his eyes covered by his hair were a little silent. He turned his head and could only see the cold and hard jawline.

His slender index finger and middle finger quietly penetrated towards the scabbard.

The sharp blade was unsheathed, and it was like opening its eyes and slashing towards the dark corner.

The other party reacted quickly and dodged very quickly.

"Brother, you still have to use the method of catching ghosts, use this." Qi Lechuan arrived and threw a peach wood sword to Zhang Qiling.

This sword was tailor-made by Eighth Master on her fifth birthday. It was a peach wood toy suitable for five-year-old children. Fortunately, it was opened.

Zhang Qiling held it in his hand and was a short knife, which was too ridiculous.

However, this is also the best weapon to deal with zombies.

He suddenly threw himself into the corner, and the force was so strong that he nailed the other party directly to the train behind him.

Qi Lechuan was shocked. He wanted to ask how many times that peach wood sword was really hers?

Zhang Qiling turned on the flashlight and handed it to Qi Lechuan. Zhang Rishan looked silently from the side. The ancestors of the Zhang family were already very capable, and it might be a good thing that he was willing to protect this child.

Qi Lechuan held the flashlight tightly in his hand, and with the light yellow light, he saw clearly the monster in the corner. White fluff had grown on his body. If he had been carefully maintained for a few years, he would probably not have to use it to slaughter a city.

She felt a little nervous. Was the white-haired zombie crucified?

Just as he was about to get closer to see, the sound of the Sanqing bell rang, and the white-haired zombie suddenly moved, and his red bloody eyes stared at the child. It broke free from the peach wood sword and ran towards the second carriage at a very fast speed.

It has a sensitive sense of smell and depends on human breathing to distinguish the direction. A walking corpse cannot feel pain. The only thing that can control it is the Sanqing Bell of the Taoist Maoshan.

To kill completely, you must burn it with fire.

So this is just the beginning.

She lowered her eyes, feeling a little unconfident, or hesitant.

"Adminton, I don't know how many corpses are hidden on the train now. Only the Taoist of Maoshan can control them. Capture the king first. The third and fourth cars are soft sleepers with doors. Every time I open one room, it is an unknown danger. I..."

Zhang Rishan chuckled and raised his lips, "What are you afraid of? There are two Zhang family members to protect you. Do whatever you want."

She suddenly raised her eyes, not knowing when it started, she was not afraid of Zhang Rishan anymore, and even treated him as an elder, because the Zhang family never disappointed people.

She looked at Zhang Qiling.

Zhang Qiling nodded slightly.

Qi Lechuan finally took this step. Zhang Rishan looked a little relieved behind her. Eighth Master is a man who is not in conflict with the world, not seeking wealth, but only seeking peace.

But Master Buddha still hopes that Master Eight will have successors. After all, the technique of counting the eight calculus among the nine zodiacs is the most obscure and difficult to understand, and it is not something that ordinary people can learn.

In the third carriage, Qi Lechuan calmed down and pushed open the first door. A white-haired zombie rushed over. Zhang Qi quickly flashed over and kicked the zombie in the head.

Zhang Rishan immediately placed the child in a safe position before going in to fight alongside Zhang Qiling.

The white-haired zombie had just been injured and was much slower. Zhang Qiling was not a person who was in love with the battle. He took advantage of the force and sank into the heart of the white-haired zombie with a sword. Green blood flowed out. He quickly pulled out the peach wood sword and cut off the zombie's head.

A slight sound came from the next room. Qi Lechuan walked over and pushed the door open with courage. The moment she pushed the door open, she was a little stunned.

A young ghost crawled out of a short coffin. Its legs were hung up and down, and its little face was vaguely white and vaguely blue-black. It was a little unclear under the moonlight, but she clearly felt a different coldness.

"Ao."

It roared fiercely, and Qi Lechuan reacted and took a step back. The expression on his face changed slightly, and he would actually raise the fetus into a zombie. The Maoshan Taoist was too cruel.

It waved its hands at her with its teeth and claws. Its nails were not long and looked a bit like a human. It was simple and innocent, and it could trick prey, such as her.

Zhang Qiling stopped behind her and said for a long time, "If you like it, take it away."

Her eyes lit up.

But it wanted to retreat a little.

After Zhang Rishan finished processing, he heard Zhang Qiling's words and looked over curiously. When he saw that it was a child, he suddenly spoke like an enlightenment, "There was a pregnant woman on the train that was not yet in term. The Eighth Master calculated that it happened to be the yin year, the yin month and the yin day of the yin year, and he also said that people with incorrect minds would raise it into a little ghost. It seems that the Eighth Master did not talk nonsense back then."

"It's still in the womb, and I've always kept it when I see it pitiful." A hoarse voice sounded, and an old man walked out leisurely with the Sanqing bell.

He has lived on the train for five years and has met all kinds of people. Today, these three people knew that the two men were of some ability at first sight.

Qi Lechuan retreated vigilantly to Zhang Rishan and retorted, "You're talking nonsense!"

"I don't need to lie to you. I have redeemed my sin for five years, and it's time to end." The old Taoist said, and his turbid eyes also changed.

"So many people died back then, can you pay off your sins with just atonement?" Her expression was a little fierce. She had been doubting the authenticity of the story. The Maoshan Taoist wanted to whitewash herself, but she didn't agree.

Zhang Qiling picked up the little ghost. It struggled to grab him with its claws, but it grabbed a loneliness in the air.
Chapter completed!