Although the little apprentice sister is weak, she can fight

"Really? Did I fight you two?"

Zhang Qiyan moved her wrist half-doubtfully, but after thinking about it for a while, she suddenly began to feel a little insecure.

"I remember that after we separated from you guys in the swamp, I planned to leave the swamp with that little thief, but after walking a distance, she suddenly had to go to the bathroom. So I..."

After that, Zhang Qiyan was speechless. His expression grew serious. "I have no recollection of what happened after that. Where is this?"

"This is Huanshan." Shen Qiao had already put on the glass mirror, but as if she wasn't quite sure what it was, she unconsciously frowned and took it off to wipe it. "You're being controlled by her. We just fought that woman, and she blew herself up in front of us."

"Self-destruction? Is it so exciting?"

If a cultivator self-destructs, it is almost equivalent to suicide, but this little thief not only did not die, he was also teleported out of the secret realm.

"This doesn't sound like a real person..." Zhang Qiyan muttered to himself, "Was that thing that controlled me just now a soul technique?"

"Very similar." Shen Qiao responded at first, then nodded with certainty, "No, that's soul magic. When I released you just now, it felt similar to what Jiang Queli remembered."

"Doesn't that mean that this woman is most likely the one who dug the tunnel?!" Zhang Qiyan suddenly became excited.

"What the hell? So, they've even invaded this secret realm? Oh, right! I forgot to ask you about that pile of bones. Also, I just saw all those bodies lying on the ground. What's going on? Did I kill them all?!"

Faced with these questions, Shen Qiao was about to speak, but before he could utter a word, the ground beneath his feet suddenly shook violently.

The three of them steadied themselves, and before they could focus their attention on listening, the surroundings suddenly became quiet again.

Zhang Zhi sighed, "I...have a bad feeling."

Shen Qiao and Zhang Qiyan gave a forced smile.

Sure enough, after this brief period of tranquility, the entire mountain suddenly began to collapse. There were loud rumbling sounds on the top of the mountain, followed by a pile of huge rocks rolling down.

The height of this piece is three or four times that of three people stacked together.

"What are you standing there for? Run!"

Zhang Qiyan shouted out in a righteous manner before she started running, but when she turned around she found...

"What the hell?! Where are the people??"

She was startled, but heard a slow voice behind her, "Here."

Tsk, does this tone sound familiar?

Before she could recall who this person was, she felt someone grabbing her neck and pulling her back.

"Ah! It hurts! Stop pulling my neck!"

She only felt the scene in front of her change, and when she stood firm again, she was standing on a flat ground.

"Something delayed me a bit, and I almost missed it."

She rubbed the back of her neck with a grin. When she heard the voice, she looked up and met those amber eyes. She was obviously stunned. "Huh? Little half-blood?"

Xie Qingyan smiled formally and said, "You have to call me by my full name in front of the children."

Shen Qiao and Zhang Zhi, who were teleported out first, looked at Xie Qingyan at the same time.

"Little half-blood"? It sounded like they had known each other for a long time.

Still very familiar.

Zhang Qiyan's expression became strange, but surprisingly he didn't talk back, "Tsk..."

boom--

The loud noise coming from afar attracted the attention of the people present again. They were already some distance away from Huanshan, but the sound of the landslide and the earth-shattering could still be heard from far away.

Looking at the obviously collapsed mountain, Zhang Zhi suddenly thought of something and said, "Hey! We haven't had time to collect those corpses yet!"

"Corpse?" Xie Qingyan asked.

Zhang Zhi and Shen Qiao briefly recounted what happened after entering the Fantasy Mountain.

"If that's the case, you really should help to restrain yourself." Xie Qingyan seemed to be in deep thought for a moment, and a one-foot-long wooden brush appeared in his hand.

"It's probably too late to look for them now, let them come to you on their own."

Shen Qiao couldn't help but feel curious after hearing this.

Those people are dead, how could they still follow me?

While she was thinking, Xie Qingyan was already drawing the rune. The rune looked a bit complicated, and it was the first time Shen Qiao had seen it.

And that pen, although it looked unattractive with its gray surface, it seemed to be a spiritual tool of high rank. However, there was something gray and hazy on the surface, which didn't look like spiritual energy, but more like...

Dead air.

“Withered bones come to life, and all bones return to the grave.”

Xie Qingyan still spoke in that slow tone. After he finished speaking these eight words, the silver runes written in the air with spiritual power also dissipated.

This spell reminded Shen Qiao.

There is a concept that says that after death, people should "return to their roots." This means that people who die in a foreign land should be buried in their original hometown.

However, due to the inconvenience of transportation, there is a kind of profession among people in the mortal world - corpse driver.

It is said that these people are particularly good at controlling corpses, and they specialize in helping those who died in foreign lands to send their bodies back to their hometowns.

It’s just that these people’s whereabouts are uncertain, and they generally won’t come into contact with living people unless necessary.

If you look at it this way...

Does this Senior Brother Xie in front of me have some connection with the corpse-driving craftsmen?

"...?"

Before she could figure out the problem, the ground beneath her feet began to shake noticeably again.

"Oh my God……"

When Shen Qiao heard Zhang Zhi sigh, she followed him to see, but her eyesight was not good enough and she could only see a blur of dust flying in the distance.

She frowned and tried hard to see clearly, only to see that the small black dot in her field of vision quickly and slowly enlarged and gradually turned into a vague human figure. After a while, the human figure became completely clear.

It was the group of zombies we encountered in the mountains before, but maybe because they were hit by the falling rocks, they looked a little miserable now.

When these hundred or so people came closer, they stopped on their own and fell to the ground one after another as if they had lost their support in an instant.

Zhang Qiyan didn't have time to look at it before, but now he couldn't help but walk over to take a look, but he frowned as he looked.

"its not right."

She squatted down and looked at one of the bodies with a broken arm.

"I have an impression of this guy. He even competed on stage during the sect competition last year. He was clearly alive and well at that time."

As she spoke, she glanced at the other people's faces. "And this! After she and her Taoist partner formed a pact in the Immortal Realm, they even went to the Human Realm to hold another wedding! I heard about it and even secretly went down the mountain to join in the fun! We even ran into them traveling on the way here a while ago!"

After hearing Zhang Qiyan recognize them, Xie Qingyan also walked over to take a look, "The ones you are looking at have been dead for at least three hundred years."