The man in white was thin, his face was as white as paper, but his mouth was extremely red. A black air appeared above his seal hall and lingered.

The desolate suona sounded without any signs. At first, the sound was very small, but after waiting for a while, the sound gradually became louder, as if the music of death filled the entire village.

On weekdays, the animals raised by each household no longer bark, and some local dogs even stay in the doghouse with their tails stomped and dare not come out.

The sound of suona suddenly stopped abruptly, and the doors of each household began to open. The villagers inside walked out one after another. When they saw the man in white, the villagers were full of fear. The village chief was an old man in his sixties. He was holding a cigarette in his hand, sucking a few mouthfuls and throwing it to the ground, leading the village to the entrance of the village.

"Sir, why did we come so early this time? We are not ready yet."

The village chief looked at the man in white with a pale face, his body trembling slightly.

"Hmph, I told you that I will come once a month, and this time I just three days in advance. What I want is not ready yet?"

The man in white put down the suona and looked at the village chief with anger on his face. He suddenly walked over, reached out and grabbed the village chief's neck, staring at him fiercely.

The village chief was like a rag doll, he picked it up without any resistance.

"Let go of the village chief, you occupy Huilongshan to practice evil skills. We have already indulged you. What else do you want to do?"

One of the slightly younger young men spoke angrily at the man in white.

"Zhuzi, shut up!"

An old man next to the young man knocked the young man hard, and hurriedly knelt down in front of the man in white, knocked his head to the ground desperately, and said:

"Sir, please spare my life. The child is ignorant and has hit him. I am willing to contribute the last cow in my family and send it to Huilongshan later."

"Dad, you're crazy! That's the last cow in our family. Do you want to give it to this guy for him?"

Zhuzi grabbed the old man who was kneeling on the ground and spoke loudly.

"Bang!"

The old man slapped Zhuzi hard on the face and cursed and shut up.

However, at this time, the man in white had a fierce look in his eyes. He had originally grabbed the village chief, but now he threw it to the side. The village chief was thrown aside, and then walked towards the pillar and spoke:

"Young man, you seem to be able to deal with me by listening to your tone?"

After saying that, he smiled strangely, and the bright red on his mouth was as dazzling as blood.

"Hmph, this place is not far from Yonghe City, and the monster hunting company is in Yonghe City. If you invite people from the company to come over, can you still be so rampant? In order to practice evil skills, you actually forced us to give out pigs, sheep, cattle and other livestock. It's too much! These are all supporting our villagers' lives. Do you want to take them away easily?!"

Zhuzi looked at the man in white without fear and said loudly.

The surroundings became silent for a moment, and everyone looked at the man in white with fear. The man in white looked gloomy and said:

"Young man, can you go out to find someone from the demon hunting company? And how do you know that I am practicing evil magic? Did you sneak to Huilongshan and see me practicing? People who see me practicing must dig out their eyes."

After saying that, he walked towards Zhuzi lightly. Zhuzi was nervous and clenched his fists. When the man in white approached, he felt that the surroundings became extremely cold, and a cold air came from the body of the person opposite.

The man in white suddenly stretched out his palm and grabbed Zhuzi's eyes, which scared Zhuzi so much that he forgot to move for a moment.

But at this moment, a fist hit the back of the pillar and hit the palm hard. The man in white retracted his arm like lightning, took a few steps back, and looked at the master of the fist with cold eyes.

At this time, the villagers also discovered the owner of the fist. Many people even recognized the middle-aged man who was dressed in a ragged manner, lifeless and had a somewhat sickly posture. Several villagers who were familiar with this person exclaimed loudly:

"Ghost...Ghost!"

At this time, many people were already scared and ran away. It seemed that the owner of this fist was even more terrifying than the man in white. After a while, there were only three people left here. Zhuzi turned his head tremblingly, looking at the familiar face behind him, which had not changed at all, his face became terrified, and he stammered:

"Iron...Uncle Tie!"

The man looked at Zhuzi with a stiff face and nodded.

"It turned out to be a zombie, but it actually gave birth to spiritual intelligence. This is a strange story. You can also encounter such variables in such a small mountain village."

The man in white saw the middle-aged man who knocked him back with one punch, snorted coldly, and a hint of fear appeared on his face.

Zhuzi had recovered from fear. At least now, Zhang Tie did not attack him. He looked at the man in white in front of him with hostility. Zhuzi secretly retreated aside.

Seeing Zhang Tie who saved him, Zhuzi was both surprised and frightened. Zhuzi grew up with Li Mubai and the others since childhood, so he naturally knew that Zhang Tie was the man. Many years ago, the old demon Yunlu came here to practice the Heyang technique and tortured Zhang Tie. Later, Zhang Tie died, and by chance he became an iron corpse.

Bai Han was also here at that time. Because Li Mubai thought that Zhang Tie had been very nice to him since he was a child, he happened to be a corpse raising site on the back mountain, so Zhang Tie was asked to practice there. Because this corpse raising site was in the ancient temple on the back mountain, many people had died there, so few people went there, and they were relieved that Zhang Tie stayed there.

If you didn't expect that Zhang Tie would appear in the village and take the initiative to fight against the man in white who practiced evil skills.

Zhang Tie was an iron corpse at the beginning, but now his skin emits a faint copper color. He should have reached the realm of a copper armored corpse, and his intelligence has improved a lot. When he died, the corpse changed very quickly, so there were still many memories in his brain. Now that the village is in trouble, he naturally couldn't help but come down from the back mountain and help.

He had not sucked human blood, but relied on the yin energy in the corpse-raising ground and the moonlight to practice, so he looked very different from other iron corpses.

Zhang Tie's stiff face moved, and he recovered a little bit of naturalness. He stretched out his arm and pointed at the man in white and said:

"Get out of here!"

The man in white smiled, looked at Zhang Tie carefully for a while, and approached again, saying:

"You are no longer a human being. Judging from your clothes and dress, you should be a member of this village. Look at them, they are all afraid of you. Are they worthy of your protection? Also, are you still zombies? Zombies are sucking blood for a living. You must have been here for a long time, so why don't you absorb them all?!"

Zhang Tie looked at the man in white in front of him coldly without humming.

The man in white continued to speak:

"Kill them, the taste of blood is very sweet and can also increase your own..."

Before the man in white could finish speaking, he suddenly felt his neck tightening. Zhang Tie stretched out his palm and grabbed his neck.

"You...you damn beast, you actually attacked me and were looking for death!"

The man in white looked at Zhang Tie in shock and anger, raised his palm and slapped Zhang Tie's head hard, but it seemed as if he was slapped on a piece of iron, which made his palm slightly numb, but his eyes soon fell on the pillar next to him, and suddenly the evil smiled.

He muttered something, raised his arms slightly and pointed at Zhuzi. Suddenly, Zhuzi felt his body numb and his eyes blurred. He felt that his neck was about to be crushed. At some point, his whole body was lifted up by Zhang Tie, and the man in white stood where he was.

"Iron...Uncle Tie!"

Zhuzi's neck was pinched and hissed. Zhang Tie's strength was too great. After only one breath, he felt that his neck was about to be pinched. Hearing Zhuzi's call, Zhang Tie relaxed his hand, Zhuzi fell down, and gasped in big breaths.

"You, leave here, he, dangerous."

After Zhang Tie let go of the pillar, he spoke to him.

The pillar's chest was undulating violently, and the chicken nodded like a rice pecking at the rice, rolling and crawling to the distance.

"We don't have to interfere with the river. Now I'm too lazy to say anything to you. Although you are standing up for these villagers now, these villagers will not be grateful to you. You are a corpse, and they will not let you go, you are waiting."

The man in white glanced at Zhang Tie coldly, smiled strangely, and strode back to the direction where Longshan was.

Zhang Tie watched the man leave, a little confused, so he went back to the mountain.

When he returned to the ancient temple in Houshan again, it was already evening. Zhang Tie was staying in the ancient temple to practice as before.

But soon, a noisy sound came from outside. Zhang Tie stood up and arrived at the entrance of the ancient temple. He saw fires lingering outside. Many villagers stood outside the corpse-raising ground holding torches, shouting loudly.

"Burn the evil corpse, burn the evil corpse!"

Many villagers waved the torches in their hands and danced at the ancient temple.

"Zhang Tie, come out!"

The village chief stood in the distance with a torch in his hand, and spoke loudly.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Tie stepped out of the temple and looked at everyone with some confusion.

He just came forward to save them, why did he still burn them to death now? He couldn't understand.

"You are dead, why are you still staying here? What's your intention? Are you in the same group as the person who practices evil magic?"

Although the village chief was very afraid, Zhang Tie was at least from Lijiawan before, so compared to the man who practiced evil methods, Zhang Tie did not make him so afraid.

Zhang Tie shook his head and said:

"Although I'm dead, I have lived in this ancient temple for so many years and have never harmed anyone. I don't know that person, but I won't let him go if he bullies the people in our village. Village chief, do you still burn me to death?"

Suddenly, the villagers whispered to each other.

"Village Chief, Uncle Tie saved me. If it weren't for him, I would have been afraid I would have died."

Zhuzi stood up and spoke for Zhang Tie, but his cheeks were still very red and swollen, and he was beaten by his father.

"Zhuzi, you have to know that Zhang Tie is no longer a human, a corpse, an evil thing. Have you ever seen a zombie who does not absorb human essence and blood? We must burn him."

The village chief pointed to the locust tree next to the ancient temple. At some point, a pile of wood was built next to the locust tree, surrounded by firewood, and a smell of diesel came.
Chapter completed!