Maybe I shouldn't die.

Although he thought so in his heart, he still spared a bit of his attention to pay attention to the actions of the people around him.

After all, the two of them were so close to each other, and if anything unexpected happened, he might be affected as well.

What's more, paying attention to the surrounding environment at all times on the battlefield is something that the half-demon leader has said must be followed.

He was not the only one who thought so, Han Qingshu also thought so.

While completing her verification work, she did not forget to continue paying attention to her surroundings, and naturally noticed the conversation between the two people on her left.

She did not comment on what the man on her left said about the fact that he checked faster, and also took a quick look at the details of the monster's corpse.

At first glance, you really can't see anything.

But she didn't look at it for long. Just like the other person, she paid a little more attention to that place.

It was precisely because of this unnecessary action that she discovered the abnormality.

When the monk on her left approached the monster and was about to cut off its horns with tools, something strange happened.

The lifeless monster suddenly opened its eyes.

At the same time, a bloody light lit up on its horns. In just a moment, the bloody light came out from the black horns and rushed straight towards the monk who was holding the tools.

The blood light was emitted at an extremely fast speed, and the distance between the monk and the horn was too close, so the monk had no time to put up any resistance.

He was hit by blood in an instant.

Fortunately, the monk was carrying a defensive weapon that would automatically activate when attacked. A white light curtain rose up and blocked the blood light.

But such protection could not last long. The corrosive power in the monster's innate blood light was too strong, and after a while, the protective white light became shaky.

Seeing that the light shield was about to dissipate under the corrosion of the blood, the monk finally reacted and took out the defensive talisman without hesitation to strengthen the light shield.

With the help of the defensive talisman, the light shield became more stable.

But the corrosive blood light continued to impact the light shield, and the spiritual energy on the defensive talisman was soon consumed, turning it into a useless talisman.

The monk quickly continued to apply defensive talismans to the light shield.

After a while, the light shield was densely covered with defensive symbols.

Although the blood light had a very strong corrosive ability, it was still unable to break through the defensive shield with the help of so many defensive talismans.

Judging from the situation, the monk’s life will not be in any danger for the time being.

Han Qingshu and the cultivator on his other side looked at each other, and then tacitly attacked the zombie monster.

The monk took out the attack talisman and muttered to himself.

"All the gods pay homage to you, the messenger of thunder."

As soon as the spell was cast, a flash of lightning appeared on the talisman paper held between his fingers.

At the same time, a bolt of lightning appeared out of nowhere above the monster and struck towards the place where the monster was originally.

But where are the monsters on earth now?

Just a small pile of ashes.

It turned out that before the cultivator's thunder talisman was activated, the talisman bullet fired by Han Qingshu had already landed on the monster.

She used a talisman bomb made of fire-attribute talismans. Perhaps it was because the grade of the talisman was too high, and the level of this low-level monster was not high.

In just a moment, the monster was burned into a pile of ashes by the activated talisman bullet.

The belated lightning fell on the ashes, instantly raising a large cloud of dust, which covered the face of the monk who had just lowered the defensive light shield.

"Cough cough..."

"Pooh, pooh..."

The smoke and dust slowly settled, revealing a dusty monk.

His clothes and hair were covered with dust.

It kept spitting out dust and looked particularly miserable.

Seeing this scene, Han Qingshu and the cultivator who released the thunder talisman could not help but look at each other.

For a moment, no one knew how to start.

It was the dusty monk who used the dust removal technique to remove the dust on his body. Then he walked forward and bowed to the two of them, saying:

"Thank you two fellow Taoists for your help."

Well, although the ending was a bit unexpected, at least the two people had good intentions.

Seeing him like this, the monk who released the thunder talisman breathed a sigh of relief, with a hint of apology in his tone.

"I hope you don't mind me being more helpful than helpful."

The monk quickly replied with a smile:

"It is my blessing that you are willing to help me. How can I blame you for this?"

After finishing speaking, he turned to Han Qingshu and said:

"It's also because Fellow Daoist Han has superb skills that he even has a magical weapon like the Talisman Gun."

Hmm? The talisman spear is very rare? Han Qingshu couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

She exchanged her talisman spear in the sect. She remembered that there were quite a few such magical weapons in the sect, and they were not very expensive.

From what this person said, it seems that the talisman spear is actually very precious?

She had also seen monks from other teams using talisman guns before. Since this magical weapon can be used by monks who have just arrived for less than three months, it should not be that precious in Xuanwu City.

Thinking of this, she showed a gentle yet kind smile on her face and said gently:

"Don't be envious, fellow Taoist. Once you've earned some points, just go and change it in two days."

As soon as she finished speaking, a male voice said:

"Indeed, the price of the talisman spears in Xuanwu City is not expensive. You can exchange them by accumulating more points."

After finishing speaking, he continued:

"What happened here? Who can tell me?"

It was the half-demon leader who came to check out the details. The movement here had already attracted the attention of others.

Upon hearing this, the male cultivator immediately stepped forward and explained the matter in detail.

After hearing that it was a resurrected monster, his expression suddenly turned bad, and his tone became stern:

"Didn't I tell you that you must be extremely careful before taking the horn, and make sure to check carefully to confirm that the monster is completely dead?"

The male cultivator had a look of shame on his face in response to his accusation. It was indeed his fault that he did not notice that the monster was faking its death, but he had really checked carefully!

But in this situation, even if he told it, the half-demon leader probably wouldn’t believe it.

Despite this, the male cultivator still whispered:

"I checked it carefully. I have verified all the key points you mentioned."

The half-demon leader didn't believe it. In his opinion, the male cultivator was definitely lying. If he had checked, how come he didn't notice that the monster was faking its death?

I don't even have the courage to admit I did something wrong.

Thinking of this, the severity in his eyes turned into displeasure, and there was a hint of dissatisfaction in his tone.

"If you had checked carefully, how could it be..."

Before he could finish his words, a riot broke out not far away.

This time it was accompanied by the shrill screams of a certain monk.

"what"

After hearing the scream, the half-demon leader's face changed instantly. He no longer bothered to condemn the male cultivator. He turned around and flew towards the direction where the commotion came from, leaving only one sentence.