After crossing over, he has no taboos among the zombies.

What does it feel like to suddenly double the speed?

Driving on the road, a hundred yards suddenly became two hundred yards.

Oh, this is scary.

The one in front was so scared that he gasped, and the one behind was so scared that he looked like he saw a ghost.

Erma Hun opened his eyes wide in disbelief. The big fool who had been chasing him for half a day suddenly accelerated as if he had grown wings, and the hairs on his back stood up.

Danger!

An Zhongjiu was completely unprepared and was also shocked, not knowing what was going on.

As for Xu Hong who was standing behind, he was extremely shocked. An Zhongjiu actually had such a big trump card hidden. When did this fool become so cunning?

But no matter how shocked the three of them were, they were all old Yinbi and adapted very quickly.

"Erma villain, prepare to die, hahaha~"

An Zhongjiu caught up with Erma in a few steps, and with a loud roar, he stepped on him.

Ermahun was forced to roll over and roll like a donkey, and run away like a wolf or a pig.

The three of them chased into the fog again and disappeared.

Not far away, Ji Chengliang, who had witnessed one fleeing and two chasing, had a pale expression on his face: "Sir, that man is Erma Hun, the fierce general of the Dilu. Why is he here too?"

Shen Lian frowned slightly, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

Things like corpse pills are precious and rare, but it depends on who owns them.

It is indeed a treasure for the corpse refining industry, but it is of no use to those who are not in the corpse refining industry.

The thick corpse qi makes it impossible to refine this thing into a pill.

It was already strange enough that Xu Hong came, and it was totally unacceptable that Erma Hun, who practiced the way of killing, came here too.

If the three of them were in harmony, it would be easy to deal with. Maybe An Zhongjiu invited them to help.

The problem is that An Zhongjiu and Xu Hong chased Erma Hun and beat him, looking like they were filled with deep hatred and resentment.

"Sir, this is not right, there must be something wrong." Ji Chengliang shook his head violently. He often dealt with these old Yin coins openly and secretly, and they actually knew each other very well.

"Could it be that these three people came here for me, and then... had an internal conflict?" Shen Lian pondered.

……

It is very lively in the fog, and there are also many exciting things happening outside the fog.

Wei Wu was kneeling on the ground with a distorted look on his face, the big monk looked excited, and the calf was tied to a tree, his eyes full of curiosity.

For the great monk, today is a day when good things come in pairs, a day when the clouds are cleared and the blue sky appears.

When luck comes, nothing can stop it.

I chased the calf all the way here, but I had lost it.

For some unknown reason, the calf turned around and bumped into his arms.

And the bigger surprise is yet to come.

Just after catching the calf, another person came chasing after him - the lone Wei Wu.

What is happiness?

Happiness is when whatever you want comes true, plus an unexpected surprise.

I have two biggest enemies in my life, and today I caught one and a half of them.

Wei Wu counts as one, and the calf counts as half.

When Wei Wu, who was alone, saw the big monk, his face turned green and he turned around and ran away without saying a word.

The big monk was ecstatic. He rushed forward and slapped Wei Wu to the ground.

Wei Wu only had fifteen years of internal strength. When he fought against the monk, he relied on a group of people to fight him. Even then, he almost lost if someone hadn't shouted "Poke the monk's butt".

In a one-on-one fight, the big monk can use one hand and one leg to defeat him.

What a joke. He was a tough guy who only had his clothes torn and some mud on him when he rushed into the ghost group. He was the last disciple of Master Fachan of Jinguang Temple. He had very solid skills, but he was a bit unlucky and always ran into guys who were tougher than him.

The result was that Wei Wu was acupunctured and immobilized, kneeling on the ground.

The calf was put in a noose around the neck and tied to a tree.

Not one escaped.

"Monk, if you dare to touch me, just try it." Wei Wu said with a tough look on his face.

"Just try it, I'm not afraid of you." The big monk went up and smacked the man's head.

Wei Wu grimaced in pain and shouted angrily, "Try to touch me again if you dare!"

"Bang, bang~" The monk handed over two of them with incredible decisiveness and said, "What's the matter, are you addicted?"

Wei Wu's face flushed red and he didn't dare to act like a fool anymore.

"Tell me, why do you let me stick cow dung in my mouth?" The big monk asked a long-standing question. He had never dealt with this person before and didn't know where the hatred came from. Moreover, they had a very awkward relationship.

The first time he was captured by Feiyuwei, Wei Wu was given a basin of cow dung.

The second time he was captured by Feiyuwei, Wei Wu was still holding a basin of cow dung.

Endless.

Today, let’s settle all the old and new accounts with him.

"You can't blame me for this. Who told you to play with cow dung in Xianyun Temple? I'm just doing routine work and interrogating people." Wei Wu said confidently.

"What about the second time?" The big monk gritted his teeth.

Wei Wu's face froze, and he stammered, "That...that's the interrogation process. It needs to be redone."

"Okay, it's the process, right? Today, I will let you experience the process." The big monk's fat face was distorted with anger.

"What do you want to do?" Wei Wu was horrified and shouted, "Monk, let me tell you, we have the same mistress. If you can, you can kill me. If you can't, I will definitely sue you."

"Okay, you filed a complaint, and it's a good opportunity for my wife to judge the matter. Why did you carry two basins of cow dung? It would be best to let Butcher Captain come and judge the matter as well." The big monk said confidently.

Wei Wu suddenly stammered and was unable to refute.

The big monk stood up and started looking around.

What are you looking for? Cow dung, of course.

Wei Wu saw this and looked worried.

But the monk couldn't find it after searching for a long time, so he set his sights on the calf.

As a result, the big monk didn't even need to say anything. The calf was very quick to react. It sank its hind legs slightly and ejaculated like a torrent of water.

Wei Wu's last hope was destroyed on the spot.

Steaming hot and a little watery.

The monk smiled broadly, "Please come in, Donor Wei."

"A gentleman can be killed but not humiliated. If you can kill me, I will never use cow dung, never!" Wei Wu spoke each word with great firmness.

The big monk didn't threaten him. He just smiled and pulled out the mace from Wei Wu's back and asked, "Donor Wei, where did you say you got this mace from last time?"

Wei Wu's face twisted suddenly, and after a while, he revealed a smile that was uglier than crying: "Brother Fahai, if there is anything, we can discuss it. There is no need to resort to knife and gun."