"Corpses change, everyone get out of here!" Ma Yunxi screamed in surprise.

The corpse transformation is like a corpse deception. It is not astonishing as it is, but it should not be underestimated. The corpse will spit out corpse energy from its mouth. If it is hit, it will lie down and be with them!

While we were hurriedly standing up, the three corpses opened their mouths and spit out three straight black air. Lu Fei and Ma Yunxi quickly stepped back a few steps, and I also pulled Shen Bing to dodge. The second uncle of the grass was only a little bit, otherwise they would be hit.

The three corpses stood up straight, with their eyes wide open, which was particularly scary under the night. Fortunately, Shen Bing had already experienced the shock, so he just let out a light cry, hid behind me and leaned out. I held the prepared corpse-suppressing talisman in my palm. Just as I stretched out my sword to stab the corpse's chest, Lu Fei rushed to the front, chanted a few spells softly, and shook his hands in front of the corpse for a few moments. The three corpses immediately closed their eyes and fell back straight.

Lu Fei raised his hands with his back conceitedly, looked at the three corpses on the ground and sneered: "The corpse transformation is the easiest to deal with."

There are many schools of Maoshan Technique, so various magical magic is different. They probably have some simple techniques for corpse transformation in this sect, just like the magical technique of Lao Liang when he collected ghosts, which made him famous.

Shen Bing stretched out his thumb at him: "Awesome."

I smiled calmly. I became so powerful when dealing with corpses. If they were really powerful, would they still be chased by the ass and run around the mountain?

Lu Fei was praised by Shen Bing and became even more proud. He smiled at her and said, "Team Leader Long didn't ask you to follow the wrong person, right? Remember what happened again, don't leave me."

Shen Bing said "Oh", but turned to look at me, and seemed to still not trust him very much.

Ma Yunxi walked to the corpse, observed carefully, then squatted down, put his ear on one of the corpses, and listened quietly. When I felt my heart moved, she could not use the words of the corpse, right?

After a while, she looked up at us and said, "My father is in the hotel down the slope, he is still alive, let's go and save people quickly."

Sure enough, I was using the corpse language. Is it really so magical? Ma Zili has been used once, and I couldn't help but follow her down the mountain without believing it. I saw the red candle in Ma Yunxi's hand extinguished. The weather was very good tonight, and there was almost no wind. The red candle was burning well, so why did it suddenly go out?

I felt something was wrong in my heart. I reached out and held Shen Bing's hand first, turned around and looked around, but I didn't find any ghost.

Three "punch" sounds, and the three bodies of his second uncle stood up again!

Lu Fei cursed: "I'm shameless." Then he used the same trick again, recited a spell, and shook his hands in front of the corpse.

This time it didn't work, and a strange "hoho" sound came from the mouth of the corpse. It jumped twice, and rushed towards him. Lu Fei was so scared that he quickly flashed aside, and no longer dared to show off his power, and ran down the hillside.

We didn't dare to stop, and ran down, and then caught up with Lu Fei. Suddenly, a fire flashed in front of us, reflecting the whole of half of the sky red! Damn, someone set fire again, we hurried forward.

We were late. The stilt house was already in the sea of ​​fire. The fire soared into the sky and could not get close. The fire spread to the side, igniting the nearby trees. I was surprised. This time the murderer ignored the development of the fire. If the forest was attracted, it would trigger a forest fire and we would have no way to escape.

Just as I was thinking about whether to go to put out the fire or escape from this place quickly, a fireman ran out of the fire, with flames burning all over his body, and there seemed to be a person carrying him on his shoulders, running rapidly towards the northwest.

"Dad..." Ma Yunxi shouted anxiously and followed the man to chase him.

He turned out to be Ma Zili. He turned a deaf ear to Ma Yunxi's cry and ran forward slowly. We hurriedly chased forward and ran forward for more than two hundred meters. With a "thump", the fire in front disappeared and might jump into the water. When we ran to the front, we saw a mountain stream, two black shadows lie in the water, gasping forever.

"Dad, how are you?" Ma Yunxi asked with concern standing by the stream.

"I'm fine. You, Master Liang, may have been a little injured. Are you carrying medicine?" Ma Zili said panting.

"Bring with me." Ma Yunxi said, lit a candle, took out a paper bag from his body, and handed it to his father.

With the candlelight, I saw that Ma Zi's hair and clothes were basically burned, her body was covered with blood blisters, and her whole face was covered with blood. Fortunately, her lower body was hiding in the stream, so it would not embarrass Shen Bing. An old man next to him was lying in the water, with only one head exposed. It was better than Ma Zi's hair, and her hair was covered with blisters, her eyes were closed, and her breathing was very weak.

The old man looked very familiar, and suddenly remembered that he was the first team of corpse-drivers. He was once injured by a ghost in the corpse inn. Why is his surname Liang? I suddenly became interested in his surname. Will it have anything to do with Lao Liang?

Ma Zicai's hands were wet. After grabbing the medicine bag, he soaked the paper bag in one go. He quickly pried open the old man's mouth, put the powder inside in a little, and flipped some water with his hand to pour it in. Then he handed the remaining medicine back, and Ma Yunxi took out a handkerchief and wrapped it in.

Ma Zili said to his daughter: "Yun Xi, come here quickly. You have to take your Master Liang home for treatment as soon as possible, otherwise this medicine will not last long."

Ma Yunxi opened his eyes wide and asked him: "Our home has been burned down, don't you know?"

"What? Our house was burned?" Ma Zili gritted his teeth in anger and cursed: "It must be done by Mei Ruoqi!"

"Who is Mei Ruoqi?" Ma Yunxi asked curiously.

I couldn't help but feel moved. Could it be the successor of the Snake Lingshan Mei Sect? I took off my shirt and shook my eyes at Lu Fei. The guy took off his shirt and gave it to Ma Yunxi together.

"You can wear your tops as an apron, come out and find a place to talk about it." After I finished speaking at them, I looked back at the fire behind, feeling deeply worried. I wonder if the fire would attract all the nearby mountains and forests.

While taking the clothes handed over by his daughter, Ma Zili said hatefully: "Mei Ruoqi is the descendant of the Mei Sect. For many years, he has been trying to destroy our corpse-driven gang, collect ghosts, and accumulate resentment to create evil ghosts."

Seeing that they were going to wear clothes, Shen Bing was so scared that he quickly turned around.

When I heard this, was it caused by the boarding ghost? Is this Mei Ruoqi a bald man? I hurriedly asked him: "What kind of person is Mei Ruoqi? Do you understand the technique of soul separation?"

"What kind of spell is Soul-Leaving Technique?" Ma Zili was stunned and hurriedly wrapped her clothes around her waist.

He actually didn't understand the Soul-Leaving Technique. This may be the secret of the Mei Sect, which outsiders may not know. But how could the secret appear in the Maoshan ancient books?

Ma Zili also wrapped her top around her senior brother's waist, hugged him out of the water, and asked Ma Yunxi to take it. When I saw this thing clearly, my heart suddenly shook. It was a pipe, exactly the same as what Lao Liang used.

I reached out to Ma Yunxi and said, "Can I look at this thing?"

Ma Yunxi nodded and gave it to me, took it in front of me and took it carefully. Since the candlelight was not very bright and it was shaking constantly, it was difficult to tell whether this pipe was Lao Liang's one. But after smelling it, the strong smell of smoke was very familiar. Yan Xiang once said that it was Yabuli tobacco. After I returned the pipe to Ma Yunxi, I thought that it was impossible for anyone in the mountainous area of ​​Xiangxi to buy tobacco from the northeast. This pipe was definitely Lao Liang's!
Chapter completed!