Eternal gate

The mountain forest at night is dark and lightless.

"Where has it gone?"

Zhao Yun carried Zi Xiao and ran around, thinking that he was not slow, but the mage seemed to be better. He chased after him, but he disappeared. He searched for most of the night, but he couldn't find the mage.

"It's too much of a show-off."

He gave a dry cough, which was very embarrassing. He promised to destroy the mage, but he couldn't find anyone.

Naturally, he was more unwilling to accept it. After finally finding his enemy, he actually let him run away.

Returning to the forest, he found the little fat man, who had fainted and his breath was weak.

Zhao Yun was kind-hearted and stuffed pills into him.

Rescued three times in one night.

Is this the legendary...fate?

When we returned to the cave, it was already dawn.

The little fat man was carried back, his face still pale and his whole body dark.

"What poison!"

Zhao Yun frowned and took another handful of pills.

From night to now, he no longer knows how much he has fed the little fat man, but the black color has not faded away. The poison is too strong.

Now, the pills have been taken.

Look at the little fat man, but there is no sign of waking up.

"I see."

Zhao Yun just squatted there and watched. The more he looked, the deeper his eyes became, and the more he looked at his expression, the more wonderful he became.

It's not that the pills don't work, it's that this little fat boy is so dark.

No, it’s hard to distinguish a model like this from the pile of charcoal.

That's right, it was too dark at night to see clearly, but when it got brighter, I realized that he was a little black fat man with shiny black body.

As a result, he was misled and always thought that this guy was too poisoned?

"I'll feed you all the goods I stocked up."

Zhao Yun clicked his tongue, sighed, and turned over and over on the little fat man's body.

I saved him three times, used the Explosive Talisman, and gave him all the pills. So I have to find some money from him to compensate, and treasures will do.

"What...are you looking for!"

The little fat man woke up, looking at Zhao Yun with round eyes like a drunken man.

"It's nothing."

Zhao Yun was talking, but his hands were not idle.

The embarrassing thing is:

After searching all over the little fat man, there was not even a copper plate, let alone money. Apart from this black and white clothes, there was nothing else.

Thinking about it, he was caught by the mage before and was driven away as a corpse. If he had any money or treasures, they would have been taken away long ago. What's his turn?

"Come on, let me."

The little fat man stood up and pushed Zhao Yun away. He staggered with every step he took. As soon as he reached the entrance of the cave, he held on to the wall and vomited.

Three-drug.

Zhao Yun was too honest. God knows how many pills he fed. It would be strange if he didn't vomit after taking too many pills.

belch!

The little fat man finally stopped vomiting and sat at the entrance of the cave, leaning against the wall, burping and foaming at the corners of his mouth.

Zhao Yun simply stepped forward, holding a leg with one hand, feet upward, and head downward.

Vomit, spit out everything you can.

The scene after that was a bit disgusting.

By noon, the little fat man's face became rosy, but his head was still dizzy. He must have taken too many pills.

"My name is Niu Hong, from Niujiazhuang."

The little fat man said while rubbing his head.

"This name is really loud."

Zhao Yun clicked his tongue, and the lightning was so awesome!

As for Niujiazhuang, he has never heard of it. Maybe they are all people named Niu, the kind of bullish cattle.

"What's your name?"

"Zhao can't live."

"Don't make trouble."

Niu Hong said, burping again.

"Do you recognize that mage?"

Zhao Yun asked, this was one of the reasons why he rescued the little fat man.

There is broken blood and hatred.

No matter what, the mage must be killed.

"I recognize it, I recognize it too well."

Mentioning the mage, the little fat man suddenly became angry. Perhaps he was too excited and stood up holding on to the rock wall. His legs and feet became weak and he sat there again.

"That guy is not a good bird."

"Specialized in stealing corpses. Our old village chief passed away. He was just buried during the day and was summoned away by his witchcraft at night."

Niu Hong was quite excited. He spoke one word after another, and kept scolding him. His spittle flew all over the sky. He didn't know whether it was intentional or a coincidence, but he sprayed Zhao Yun in the face.

"It turns out that this is how corpse driving comes about."

Zhao Yun sighed and wiped his face as if nothing had happened.

"That's bullshit." The little fat man scolded, "He is just stealing. He specializes in robbing people's ancestral graves, stealing corpses, and taking them back to make puppets."

"puppet."

Zhao Yun murmured and touched his chin. He knew that the puppet was a thing, a kind of walking corpse without emotion. It was refined from corpses and given witchcraft to become a murder weapon. The stronger the corpse level, the stronger the puppet. As for He didn't know how to refine it.

"How cruel is that guy?" The little fat man was still scolding, filled with righteous indignation, "Specialized use of baby essence and blood to sacrifice witchcraft. We always lose children, and it's all his fault."

"Do you know where he is?"

Zhao Yun asked, this is what he cares about most, whether it is to do justice for heaven or to avenge his own personal revenge, he must send that guy to the gate of hell.

"You've found the right person now."

The little fat man chuckled, "I've been pretending to be a corpse for so long, so I know his lair."

"There is help."

"There are two young disciples, the ones who make soy sauce."

"lead the way."

Zhao Yun suddenly stood up, unable to suppress his murderous intent.

"How about we eat first?"

The fat little black man covered his belly and laughed. The toxins had subsided and the potency of the pills had also worn off. His belly was empty and he was so hungry.

At this moment, let alone fighting, it is difficult to walk.

"I'm going for a walk."

Zhao Yun walked away with his sword.

Not long after, he came back with a wild wolf on his shoulders, and placed it on the grill.

"I saved you three times, how can I repay you?"

Zhao Yun asked while chewing the meat, if this was also a business, then he would have suffered a big loss.

"Talking about money hurts feelings." The little fat man took a sip of wine and said, "How about I find you a wife? There are many beautiful girls in our village."

"Silver, elixirs, secret skills, you choose." Zhao Yun said, I am not short of a wife, I am short of money, short of elixirs, short of secret skills, well... the more the merrier.

"My family has a gold mine."

"Go, where can you cool down?"

Zhao Yun pushed the little fat man, a gold mine, bragging is not afraid of avoiding the *****?

"It's true."

The little fat man didn't take it seriously and wolfed down his food, sometimes looking sideways at Zhao Yun.

Those little eyes gather the light.

He had seen the battle between Zhao Yun and the mage from beginning to end last night. This Yuan Condensation Realm was so extraordinary. It could escape from the ground, throw explosive talismans, had impressive beast fire, and had domineering thunder and lightning. It was obviously extraordinary. A martial arts cultivator might as well be a member of a wealthy family.

He was watching, and so was Zhao Yun.

O man! Don't judge by appearance.

This little fat guy is very weird. I don't know what kind of skills he has practiced. His true energy is quite pure and his qi and blood are majestic. He is much stronger than the same level.

"Walk."

After the meal, the little fat man patted his butt and stood up.

Apparently, he was more anxious than Zhao Yun.

The way you walk! He was not an ordinary arrogant person. He was only 1.5 meters tall, but he suddenly showed an aura of 3.8 meters.

"You grew up on what you ate."

Just like last night's question, Zhao Yun asked it again in his mind. Even though he was not tall, he was not ordinary fat. He had a fat head, big ears, and bare chest. He looked like a Maitreya Buddha. However, he was The small one...the black Maitreya Buddha, a lifelike black ball of flesh.

"One pot can't stew it."

Zhao Yun touched his chin, not knowing why, he had such an idea.

"Nummy."

The little fat man called out.

Zhao Yun walked quickly to follow.

According to what the little fat man said, the mage was hiding in a Taoist temple. On the surface it was a Taoist temple, but in reality it was a dirty place.

Not to mention other things, just stealing corpses is enough to make people do that, and eating baby essence and blood is even more cruel.

"Give me one of your explosive talismans!" Niu Hong poked Zhao Yun with his hand and said with a smile, "My family has a gold mine, I will give you the money later."

"If you continue to brag, I will scold you."

"Don't! I really have it at home."

"Pay with one hand and deliver with the other hand."