Uncle Nine, where are you running to?

As his heartbeat gradually stopped, Jingzhi, who was lying on his chest, began to slowly decompose like a sand sculpture soaked by the waves. Her originally delicate face and body were now gradually dissipating at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Seeing that she was about to disappear into thin air, and the body lying on the bed gradually lost its temperature and became cold, she suddenly felt a strong reluctance in her heart.

In this final moment, she used all her remaining strength, raised her head with effort, and gently touched his thin lips that had no warmth at all.

Then, she transformed into a dazzling streak of light and completely disappeared into the air...

At this moment, a drop of crystal clear water quietly slid down from the air. This drop of water was the last trace of Jingzhi left in this world.

It dripped right onto Erdi's right temple, unexpectedly condensing there, as if time had stood still at that moment, and it didn't drip for a long time...

...

Erdi, I started missing you as soon as you left.

With this feeling in mind, Jingzhi, when she experienced that familiar feeling of soul pulling, softened her body and allowed the cracks in time and space to pull her, dragging her into the rolling torrent of time...

After an unknown amount of time, the pulling sensation gradually disappeared and her five senses gradually returned.

My skin began to feel the cool breeze in the air, and my tightly closed eyes trembled slightly, starting to sense a little bit of light.

At this moment, a strong stench of decay mixed with a hint of earth suddenly rushed into her nose.

Rancid?

soil?

Jingzhi suddenly opened her eyes, and when she saw clearly what was almost touching her face, a "fuck" and a scream suddenly resounded through the sky, startling countless birds in the forest.

In the next moment, the soles of her feet, which were covered with sweat due to fear, suddenly kicked the ground with force.

As she flew backward, she quickly controlled the frightened tails behind her and lashed at the figure in front of her who was wearing Qing Dynasty official uniform and jumping towards her with arms stretched out.

Is it a zombie?

she thought to herself.

She remembered that Afeng once told her that once a person dies, if the corpse appears like the one in front of her, so stiff that it can only move by jumping, then it can be called a zombie.

"boom!"

Several sharp sounds of breaking through the air were heard, and the tail whipped fiercely in front of the green-faced and fang-toothed zombie.

In an instant, the clothes were torn, and her tail lifted several pieces of the torn official uniform into the air.

Unexpectedly, the zombie only took a few steps back, but Jingzhi felt a dull pain at the tip of his tail, as if what he had just whipped was not a corpse but a hard stone.

The zombie seemed to have smelled the breath of a living person. It slowly turned its strange eyes with a hint of red light, and its nose, which was so shriveled that only a little nostril was left, moved slightly.

"Ho..."

A cold breath condensed into mist and came out of his mouth.

The zombie was sure that someone was breathing a few steps away from him.

He jumped hard with his feet, and as his body flew into the air, he opened his fang-filled mouth and bit straight into Jingzhi's neck.

it stink!

Jingzhi frowned and slapped the zombie hard, knocking its head sideways. Then he jumped onto the tree with two more thumps, using the trunk beside him to push himself up.

While half squatting, without thinking too much, he controlled one of his tails to grow rapidly and wrap it towards the zombie's neck.

The zombie seemed to have never encountered such an opponent and was not afraid at all.

He let the tail around his neck tighten inch by inch, and suddenly stretched out his sharp nails that were shining with cold light and stabbed them towards Jingzhi's face.

Depend on!

Forget that he is not alive!

Jingzhi let out a light sigh and gave up the idea of ​​crushing him to death with her tail. She flipped over and jumped to another tree trunk.

This thing can’t be killed even if you hit it, it’s really tricky!

She was running fast, and for some reason, the zombie behind her was following her closely.

Suddenly, an idea flashed through her mind.

Could it be that thing is coveting the spiritual energy in her body?

Thinking of this, she bit her fingertip and splashed a drop of blood behind her, then stopped and hid behind the tree trunk to peek.

The zombie only paused for a moment before flying straight towards her again.

Depend on!

Is it a zombie with only rational thoughts?

Jingzhi took off and the zombies chased after him.

All it knew was that the meat of the person in front of it smelled delicious, and if it could have a bite of it, its strength would be improved.

The zombie turned its almost rusty brain, chasing closer and closer, becoming more and more excited.

Fragrant!

I want the fragrance!

Xiangxiang Benxiang rolled her eyes when she heard the jumping sound approaching from behind.

She had just been drawn into this space and time, and her spiritual power was already unstable. At this moment, her flying speed was getting slower and slower.

Seeing that the two were only a few meters apart, just when she thought she had arrived at the wrong time and her life was over, a clear voice suddenly came to her ears.

"jingle!"

The zombie behind her froze for a moment before suddenly pouncing on her.

Damn... she's not good at magic, but she does have some fighting skills.

Jingzhi's spiritual power was exhausted. The moment he landed, he turned around and kicked the zombie in the head with force. The zombie took a few steps back.

At this moment, the person behind her took the opportunity to throw out the peach wood sword with yellow paper inserted in it.

"Bah!"

The air was filled with blue smoke.

The corpse was attacked from both sides and was not paying attention for a moment. The sword hit its heart. It twitched twice and fell straight forward. The corpse's life ended here, and it would never have the chance to taste the fragrance that was at its mouth again.

When it fell, the person surrounding it was revealed.

Jingzhi stared blankly with her mouth wide open, her cherry lips trembling a few times, and she couldn't help but mutter in a low voice:

"...Afeng?"

The man was wearing a grey robe with the hem tied at the waist. His hair was neatly cut short but with a few tufts of white hair. His sleeves were rolled up twice, revealing the soul-calming bell in his hand.

The dinging sound she heard just now was made by that thing, right?

Just as her gaze began to move upwards again, wanting to confirm whether it was Lin Feng, her pupils suddenly shrank——

"don't want--"

Her originally tall and slender body was gradually shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if an invisible force was compressing her.

In the blink of an eye, she was sucked into the altar with a yellow glow like a flash of lightning.

It happened in a flash. Lin Jiu, who had been concentrating on watching this scene, suddenly stretched out his hand and closed the lid the moment she was sucked into the jar.

However, he still seemed a little worried, frowning slightly. He took out two yellow talismans from his pocket and stuck them on the altar:

"Monster, stop doing evil!"