Mingyue of the Song Dynasty http://www./0_1/   The latest work of Xiangnan Xiaoxiaosheng! "Master, Uncle Xing'an is back, waiting outside the door?" The servant said softly.

"Oh, why don't you invite him in?" Wang Qingkun came to his senses and asked the servant lightly.

"I saw the master pondering just now, and I didn't dare to disturb him. The young man asked Uncle Xing'an to come in." After that, the servant walked out of the door.

At this time, a middle-aged man outside the door was waiting for Bi Xue Bi Jing. When he saw the servant coming out of the hall, he hurriedly came forward and asked in a low voice: "How is it, has the master finished the tea?"

"It's over. The master asked you to come in, Uncle Xing'an." The servant replied with his eyes down.

"Oh, I know, you go down first. I'm here, you don't have to wait. It's very dark tonight, so you go back and rest early." The middle-aged man named Xing'an gave an orderly order.

After saying that, without waiting for the servant to respond, he raised his foot and walked into the main hall with brisk steps.

At this time, Wang Qingkun had just put the teacup on the tea table. He looked up inadvertently and saw that the middle-aged man named Xing'an was walking towards him quickly. Seeing this, Wang Qingkun smiled and said loudly: "Xing'an, will you come back so soon?"

"Yes, lord, this trip is relatively fast and it took less than half a month." Xing'an replied in response.

"Okay, is the road going smoothly? Have you encountered anything?" Wang Qingkun asked with a smile.

In fact, Wang Qingkun has been used to being serious and serious in the past few years as a parent of the Wang family. He always acts as a clan leader to everyone, but he is very amiable to two. One is Wang Ruomei, the pearl in his hand, and the other is the middle-aged Xingzi named Xing'an in front of him.

Of course, Wang Xing'an is not an outsider either. He is the housekeeper of the Wang family. Although he is just a middle-aged man with an ordinary appearance, he was also a famous corpse-driver in western Hunan when he was young.

It is said that he debuted at the age of 17 and could take a job alone at the age of 18. At the age of 20, he drove ten gods of joy back home alone. When he was passing Huilongzhai, he encountered a group of bandits who robbed tombs trying to dig the tombs. He tried every means to dissuade the bandits and told them that the tombs were not allowed. Seeing that there was a black gas on the top of the mountain, there might be a hundred-year-old zombie king inside. If he forced himself to get into the tomb, he might have his life hurt.

But everyone was greedy for the wealth and collections in the tomb of the Tusi, and they all seemed to be blindfolded by lard, completely ignoring Wang Xing'an's dissuasion.

I don’t know where I got a few grenades and exploded the tomb door. Then the bandit leader sent five people down to open the way. Unfortunately, after the five people went down, they never came up again.

At this time, the bandit leader still didn't believe there was a zombie king inside. He gritted his teeth and sent a team of ten people to use guns. After a while, he heard gunshots sounding from the dark and faint tomb passage.

Immediately afterwards, I saw a little bandit covered in blood running out of the tomb passage, shouting, "There are zombies, there are zombies..."

The bandit leader saw that he sent fifteen people, and now only one of them came back covered in blood, and was scared a little crazy.

He immediately raised the gun in his hand and cursed angrily: "Mom, what's the point, brothers, search the guys, come with me."

When the bandits saw the boss confiscating the guy and rushed towards the tomb passage, they all rushed to the side of the tomb passage as if they were injected with chicken blood. Unexpectedly, before they entered the tomb passage, a guy who was neither human nor ghost came out of it. Without any stop, he rushed into the crowd and started to fight.

This sudden unstoppable cry was shattered all over his body, his skin rotted on a large area, and even maggots appeared and appeared. On his shriveled palms, there were white nails more than ten centimeters long. At this time, there were traces of blood on it. The most terrifying thing was that this strange thing was not as numb and dull as ordinary zombies. He could walk and jump, his arms could stretch and bend, and a pair of dead fish-like eyes could even turn left and right. The bullet hit him without any effect. It was a completely undead bug.

At this time, the bandits who detained Wang Xing'an had already abandoned him and joined the battle circle. They had long known whether they were dead or alive in the chaos.

Wang Xing'an broke free from his shackles and ran outside to see that this strange thing that cannot be killed was a drought!!!

It is said that Hanba is a type of zombie, but it is different from zombies. The history of Hanba can be traced back to the ancient times. According to legend, in the ancient Fire Tribe, there was a princess who was killed by her beloved person, but the princess's brother was reluctant to leave her like this, so she found the most powerful witch doctor in the clan and tried every means to resurrect her.

Finally, after many efforts, the princess was indeed resurrected, but it is a pity that after this princess came back to life, she had no thoughts, no will, no emotions, or even no smile, no different from wild animals. The most terrible thing is that she was not controlled by anyone, and she went everywhere to kill and set fire, suck blood, and there would be a severe drought wherever she went.

The thing in front of me that is half-human and half-ghost is the drought!!!

At this time, Wang Xing'an could have ignored the bandits and drove the God of Joy away, so he could have avoided this unintentional disaster.

But as a disciple of Zhu You, how could he stand by and watch at this time? Even if the lives of these dozens of bandits are not worth mentioning, but if the Hanba is let go, the people of the nearby generation will not have a good life.

In this war-torn era, the lives of the people are already in dire straits. If the invasion of drought is accompanied by the invasion of the drought, the lives of the people will never be passed.

After thinking for a while, Wang Xing'an quickly walked to the ten joyful gods he was rushing to, took off the talismans on their foreheads one by one, and then silently recited the mantra in his mouth: "Welcome the gods and kindness, welcome the saints. I pray for the sake of the matter, bow my head back to the sky. I respectfully burn incense and thank you piously. After that, I asked for something, and I would like to ask for it as a mud head.

After reading it, he took out his peach wood sword he carried with him and pointed in the direction of Hanba. Ten gods of joy immediately jumped towards Hanba. After a while, they fought together, and the dozens of bandits were killed by Hanba in the blink of an eye.

No one knows what the last ten gods of joy fights with Hanba ended, but when Wang Xing'an returned to Chenzhou City again, he suffered a severe injury to his waist. Finally, after Miao's diagnosis and treatment, he saved his life.

But from then on, my shoulders became a little hunched. Of course, I couldn't see anything at ordinary times. Only when I walked quickly would there be clues. Therefore, the good people in Chenzhou City also gave Wang Xing'an a nickname: "Camel."

As for the horror experience on Huilong Mountain, he did not mention it to anyone, including Wang Qingkun, the head of the Wang family. App Android, Apple exclusive version, bid farewell to all advertisements, and enter download and install
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