Chapter 300 Dirty Seal

Aohou!

The angry roars and howls of the zombie king were heard outside the cave, mixed with a muffled groan from old man Li.

Immediately following, there were bursts of gas explosions and rustling footsteps as they shuttled back and forth at high speed.

Everything came so quickly and fiercely, and in the blink of an eye, the storm gradually subsided.

Wushuang squatted on the ground like an orphan abandoned by the world, lowering his head and rubbing the corners of his clothes. His slightly long bangs fell down, and his expression could not be seen clearly. He said nothing, but the protruding tendons on his hands told me how much he was struggling in his heart at the moment, but his stubbornness did not allow him to cry loudly.

I sighed and sat down beside him. I couldn't help but rubbed the back of his neck with my hand and whispered, "I once saw an amazing old man who was abandoned by his son and his wife. After his death, he turned into a spirit because of an obsession. From then on, he disappeared from the world and stood alone in the darkness, looking at and protecting his grandson. You see, the word love actually has a power that you can't imagine. Old man Li loves you. Maybe he will also protect you." Wushuang looked up, his lips slightly raised, revealing a miserable smile: "People should always have hope when they are alive. Is that the truth?" I suddenly realized that smart people actually live in pain. They don't believe in those illusory words of comfort, and always stay awake to face their bloody wounds. I don't know whether this is pitiful or sad. Wushuang is one of them. The words of comfort that I had finally brewed with my heart and soul immediately disappeared, and I smiled bitterly and nodded. Wushuang let out a long breath, raised her handsome and pretty face, stared at the top of the cave, and suddenly asked me: "Brother Jingzhe, what do you think a man should do to live a vigorous life?"

I didn't know how to start this question, because when I was immersed in the intoxicating scent of the tea flower on her body and couldn't extricate myself, and gradually lost my direction, I also asked my master the same question.

Is it really necessary to be like Huo Qubing, who was granted the title of Langjuxu and became a marquis immediately, so that he could live a life worthwhile?

Then this answer is too cruel.

My master told me at that time that if you don't betray yourself, you will be happy.

I thought about it, and then said to Wushuang: "Old man Li saved me. At least when I was at a loss, he reached out and helped me, but I still don't like him very much. Favor is favor, likes and dislikes are likes and dislikes. I wonder if you can understand what I mean? I think he is too much in everything he does, and sometimes he loses some of his humanity, but now I understand that he is like a miser who cheats everyone he meets. In the end, isn't it just to protect the ferryman's family business? I don't know what favor your father has done to him that can make him work so hard to do this, but... loyalty is for people. He has no great loyalty but small loyalty, which is also a way of life."

Wushuang said, "I don't really know. Later, he talked in his sleep one night, and I could guess something. Because of his white eyes, the villagers said he must be a white-eyed wolf when he was a child. He was abandoned by his parents early. When he was about to starve to death, my father picked him up. In the middle of winter, he treated him to a meal of tofu pudding at a roadside stall. When he had the strength, he told him to find a way to survive. But he didn't rely on that meal to find a job and rush for the next meal. Instead, he followed my father until he fell down again from hunger. My father couldn't bear it and took him away. If we talk about kindness, it seems that this is the only kindness. Since then, my father has almost treated him like an animal."

I sighed, "A meal of kindness must be tasted, and a grudge must be avenged. You see, he is not really a great man, but being an old grudge is not bad, and he can do it so thoroughly. I think he has lived a very exciting life!"

Wushuang looked at me carefully, and suddenly laughed, saying that I was not lying, and then sniffed and said that this was enough, he just lived a meaningful life, where he was born, where he died, how he came, and how he ended, what does it matter?

I couldn't help but sigh that he was strong inside, at least much stronger than me, but thinking carefully, it didn't seem to be cruel, but rather great and open-minded. Although I don't know if these two words are a bit too big to describe him, I can't think of any other words. In the end, he asked me for a long time just to let me, an outsider, comment on whether Old Man Li was calm or cowardly when he died. If he was sure that the other party just did what he wanted to do, he would be happy for the other party. If people in the world can think so open-mindedly, where do so many love, separation and unrequited love come from between yin and yang?

While we were talking, there was no movement outside.

I finally confirmed that Old Man Li led the zombie king away. I peeked out of the cave for a long time until I was sure it was completely safe. Then I crouched down with Wushuang and crawled out of the cave. I looked around. The dark forest was empty. Not to mention human figures, even ghosts could not be seen.

Wushuang and I discussed it briefly and walked up the mountain.

The zombie king was led away by Old Man Li, but I don't know when he will come back. This place is definitely not a place to stay. It's better to go directly to find the main entrance of this tomb.

As the old saying goes, a mountain looks like a peak when viewed from the side, and it looks like a peak when viewed from the front. It is different in height and distance. The method of dividing gold and determining the location of a tomb has never been an empty talk on paper. It is not accurate to draw a conclusion by looking at it from a distance, or by looking at it through a picture, or by listening to others' description. If you want to find out the truth, the best way is to stand in it, observe the mountain, and experience it with your heart and body. It is always right for us to go to the top of the mountain. Only by standing on this bamboo shoot and looking around can we have a real estimate of the entire tomb, and then find the location of the main entrance according to the regulations.

Fortunately, this distance is not long.

Wushuang and I kept going and climbed to the top of the mountain in a short time. It was bare here, with almost no grass and trees. Looking at it from the whole mountain, it was like a bald man's big bare head. The view was extremely wide and nothing could be hidden. As soon as we arrived at the top of the mountain, we saw several people lying on the ground panting and resting.

I looked closely and found that these people... were Brother Yaozi and Lao Bai and the others. Although they looked a little embarrassed, at least one person was not missing!

On a huge rock, a man in a long gown stood with his hands behind his back. Wasn't he my master?

This was a coincidence. It seemed that Brother Yaozi had the same idea as me, and also wanted to confirm the shovel position on the top of the mountain.

At this time, Brother Yaozi and the others had just noticed Wushuang and me. I didn't know when Lao Bai woke up. He rushed up with a strange laugh and gave me a hug, saying that they were really going to take a break and look for us.

After a separation of life and death, meeting again was naturally infinite joy.

However, my master soon noticed that Old Man Li was missing and asked hurriedly.

I sighed and didn't tell him about what Old Man Li entrusted to Wushuang. I only said that we met the zombie king.

My master's face changed, and he told us to wait for him here, and then he left with a sword.

Brother Yaozi also knew the relationship between Wushuang and Old Man Li. He comforted Wushuang and me softly, and took Wushuang and me to sit down. He also distributed some dry food and ten-year-old stinky water from his backpack to us.

I bit the dry and salty dried beef fiercely, took a few breaths, and then asked Brother Yaozi about their situation.

It turned out that their experience was roughly the same as ours, but more dangerous. After fighting with the zombies, he and Wan Nianger could not bear it anymore, and they brought Lao Bai and Shunzi with them, and they could not get rid of the zombies who were chasing them. Just when they were about to stop and turn around, my master cut off the arm of the zombie king with a sword, killing the other party and fleeing. The rest of the zombies naturally scattered.

When Brother Yaozi saw this, he immediately knew that something had happened to the Zombie King, so he turned around and went back. He happened to meet my master. They climbed up the mountain and were planning to take a break before looking for me. But I came here by myself.

"But my uncle has made a great discovery!"

After Brother Yaozi told me about his experience, he said to me with a serious face: "The Zombie King is comparable to the Heavenly Master. Although my uncle has some hidden means and is sure to kill him, it is definitely not that easy. He will inevitably end up seriously injured. Guess why?"

I frowned and looked at Brother Yaozi steadily.

Brother Yaozi said: "The zombie king was ambushed!! My uncle said that a seal was planted in his body, like a seed. Once the time is right, it will bloom and bear fruit. The other party can directly control the zombie king through this seal!! What kind of seal is it? My uncle said he is not very clear. It should be a taboo method, very dirty, and it was planted recently. When he fought with the zombie king, the seal suddenly attacked, and my uncle took the opportunity to take down the zombie king in one fell swoop!"

Planted recently?

Who else will come here recently besides us?

I almost blurted out: "Water Lord!!!"

Apart from it, I can't think of any other possibility.

Water Lord and my good classmate came together, and I don't know what they want to do. They have been gathering these powerful monsters. First, they sneak attacked the Yinren Inn, and then took away the ghost mother. It makes sense to control the zombie king.

Before that, we were still mumbling, wondering if the other party had found the entrance.

Now we have the answer. The other party has come in, and even got in before us!!

This is like adding insult to injury for an already serious situation.

"Let's take it one step at a time!"

Brother Yaozi saw that I looked heavy, so he patted my shoulder and said softly: "Lord Shui should not be that powerful. My uncle estimated that the other party is at most equal to him. Although the things in the Yinren Inn were released, the things imprisoned there are too terrifying. Lord Shui may not be able to control them. I am afraid he is not good enough to deal with the Zombie King, otherwise he would not have plotted against the other party, so you don't have to be too stressed."

I nodded silently, took out medical supplies during this rare gap, and simply treated the injuries on me and Wushuang.

My master was gone for several hours. Just when we were all worried, he finally came back with a head in his hand. The head had eyes wide open. At first glance, it looked like a human, except that it had four sharp fangs in its mouth.

Needless to say, this must be the head of the zombie king. My master actually chased after it and killed it!

When Wushuang saw my master coming back, he stood up quickly with hope.

My master threw the head on the ground, closed his eyes and shook his head gently. When he looked at Wushuang, his eyes softened a little. It seemed that he wanted to comfort him, but he underestimated Wushuang's strength. Wushuang just flashed a gloomy look in his eyes, and then he cheered up and said softly: "Since the zombie king is gone, his nest is not a restricted area. There is a small door leading directly to the inside of the tomb. Shall we set off now?"

My master's eyes flashed with surprise, and he looked at Wushuang deeply, and then nodded: "Okay, let's set off now. The Water King is here. If they find Yang Yuhuan's body early, Jingzhe will be in danger. We must hurry!"

After he finished speaking, he waved his hand, and we immediately took our bags and headed straight for the path left by the craftsmen who built the tomb.