After Zhou Xuan and Taoist Master Simu and others said goodbye, a thunder suddenly broke out in the sky. With a "boom", the sky gradually darkened, as if it was foreshadowed that something bad would happen.

Taoist Simu listened to the thunder and wanted to stay Zhou Xuan for another night. But seeing that Zhou Xuan had decided to leave, he could only remind him to be more careful on the way.

Zhou Xuan smiled and waved to Master Simu and Master Ikki Jingjing, and then took the horse away. Instead of riding a horse, he slowly walked and hung behind Master Qianhe and his group. Otherwise, if he really encountered it, some of the things that followed would be difficult to operate.

Zhou Xuan slowly followed Taoist Master Qianhe and the others until dark. Suddenly, with a "boom", it started to rain heavily in the sky. He frowned slightly and did not wait any longer. With a light wave, a small porcelain altar appeared in front of him.

This small porcelain jar has a special material, and it also carved many runes on the surface.

Zhou Xuan took the small porcelain jar and opened the lid. With a "swoosh", a burst of white smoke came out of the porcelain jar.

The white smoke turned into a pretty woman in the blink of an eye. She saluted Zhou Xuan respectfully and asked softly.

"Young Master."

Zhou Xuan loosened the reins and ordered Dong Xiaoyu.

"Xiaoyu, stay here to help me watch the horse."

He has to go over to check it in person now, and of course the horse cannot be taken over. But it is a bit dangerous to leave the horse here alone, and anything may happen in the wilderness. If the horse is lost like this, it will be troublesome to buy it later. So he can only let Dong Xiaoyu come out and watch the horse first, and he will come back later.

It has been a year since Aunt Mei caught Dong Xiaoyu last time. During this year, she was well trained by Aunt Mei. Now she is much more sensible than before and is willing to help with things.

Zhou Xuan also promised her that she would let her go or send her into the gates of hell in a few years, depending on her own wishes.

Dong Xiaoyu nodded slightly and replied.

"Yes, young master."

She no longer dared to have any extravagant expectations for Zhou Xuan, so she stayed by the horse honestly. Aunt Mei left a deep impression on her and taught her a lot of things. Even if Aunt Mei Zhou Xuan did not place any restrictions on her, she was willing to help.

In fact, Dong Xiaoyu has only been a ghost for decades, and the year name on the tombstone is a misunderstanding. Xiantong does not refer to the year name, but other things. But she is still quite talented in being a ghost, and her methods are much more powerful than ordinary lonely ghosts.

However, based on her time and ability to be a ghost, she is really a child in front of Aunt Mei.

After Zhou Xuan handed the horse to Dong Xiaoyu, he turned around in the rain and walked towards the base of Taoist Qianhe and his group. He was only two miles away from Taoist Qianhe and others. He didn't take long to see the pedestrian busy building a tent.

Manager Wu was wet in the rain and said to the officers and soldiers, waving their wet sweat towels.

"Oh, hurry up, what are you doing!"

The big inner guard next to the Seventy-first Prince also shouted at the officers and soldiers.

"Hey, hurry up, hurry up. Go and find someone to help, hurry up!"

Manager Wu wiped the rain from his face with a sweat towel, but he couldn't help but say angrily.

"Oh, hurry up, hurry up, it's so annoying."

Under the urging of the Ukrainian and others, the officers and soldiers finally built the tent.

Zhou Xuan stood on a tree and secretly observed the movements of those people. When his eyes fell on the bronze-horned golden coffin, he couldn't help but show a thoughtful expression on his face.

After the officers and soldiers set up the tent, the guards of the inner guards reported to the Ukrainian.

"Report to the Ukrainian, the tent has been set up."

After hearing this, Manager Wu was about to smile and show his affection to Prince Seventy-first.

However, Master Qianhe called out to Manager Wu and said solemnly.

"Mr. Wu, let Shoucai enter first."

Manager Wu asked with a frown.

"Hmm? Why."

Taoist Qianhe showed a look of anxiety on his face and explained to Manager Wu.

"The ink line begins to melt."

He just checked it out and almost all the Mo Dou line was washed away by rain. The original ten successes had already been eliminated, and the remaining little power was not enough to suppress the zombies. If something unexpected happened, it would be a big trouble.

But Manager Wu knew nothing about these things and had no idea of ​​the seriousness of the matter. After listening to Taoist Qianhe's explanation, he refused without hesitation.

"Oh, no."

Taoist Master Qianhe also wants to explain.

"Wait a minute..."

But before Master Qianhe finished speaking, he was interrupted by Manager Wu.

"Wait a minute, no now."

After he finished speaking, he went to find Prince Seventy-first with a smile.

"Brother Seventy-first, we can enter the camp."

The seventy-one prince's face was tense and he nodded silently and responded.

"Um."

Manager Wu said to the Seventy-first Prince.

"You have to do it well, get up the sedan chair."

The big inner guard beside him also shouted to the officers and soldiers carrying the sedan chairs.

"Get up the sedan chair."

Manager Wu and the 71st Prince and other accompanying people entered the tent, and Taoist Qianhe outside had a helpless face.

When he saw another tent set up, he immediately shouted to the apprentices next to him.

"Hurry up, push the tent."

When the four apprentices heard Taoist Qianhe's words, they immediately ran to push the copper-horned gold coffin. However, because the ground was muddy, the wooden cart was really difficult to move. Moreover, the weight of the copper-horned gold coffin was extraordinary, so the push speed was extremely slow.

Taoist Master Qianhe shouted to the officers and soldiers next to him.

"Hurry, hurry, come two more."

The group of people pushing the coffin shouted.

"Push hard."

At this time, Zhou Xuan had already fallen from the tree and stood in a place that was not easy to be discovered. With a wave of his hand, three coffins appeared out of thin air on the ground. The coffin was covered by a huge Taoist talisman and did not emit any trace of yin energy at all.

He walked up and put away the Taoist talisman and the lid of the coffin on the surface of the coffin, revealing the three zombies wearing Qing Dynasty official uniforms lying in the coffin.

One of them was Ren Weiyong, and the other two were remade by Zhou Xuan.

Just kidding, it would be a pity for such a good thug to lie in the grave. And if he didn't feed it with blood every day, it would really waste its profound foundation for twenty years. So after Ren Weiyong was buried, he secretly dug it out again.

Anyway, the corpse has become a zombie, so it is not good to hold it in for a long time. Moreover, with him being there, it will not have any impact on the Ren family.

Ren Weiyong was originally very fierce and his strength was extraordinary. Now, after Zhou Xuan's careful feeding, his physical strength has approached the state of "corpse ghost". His strength has increased by nearly half compared to before, and neither jackal, tiger and leopard is its enemy of one move.
Chapter completed!