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Chapter 441 Encountering a Resentful Corpse

Yan Qing sat in Yang Fan's car, his face pale. He held the handle of the car helplessly, tightly, and felt a churning feeling in his stomach.

This was his first time riding a roller coaster without a seat belt. If he hadn't reacted quickly and grabbed the handle and had good physical fitness, he would have been thrown out.

The cell phone in his pocket kept ringing but he couldn't hear it at all. He looked straight ahead, staring at the roadside, afraid that he would miss Taoist Xuan Yue and the others if he wasn't careful.

Other Taoist priests: Oh no, something really big has happened, they don’t even answer the phone!

The little white tiger who was brought into the car clung to Yang Fan's body with its limbs tightly, eyes tightly closed, experiencing the speed and passion.

At this moment, Taoist Xuan Yue and two old men, Ma Bingliang, were waiting pitifully on an unknown road section. This place was not within the scope of Shangyuan Village. The surrounding fields were all corn fields. All the corn in the fields had been picked away, leaving countless corn stalks standing in the fields. There was not a single house to be seen around.

"Are you okay? Can you still bear it?" Ma Bingliang squatted in front of Taoist Xuan Yue, who was sitting on the ground. He reached out to touch his feet, but as soon as he moved slightly, the other party let out a scream like a pig being slaughtered, and he quickly withdrew his hand.

"My leg is broken, don't touch my leg!" Taoist Xuan Yue was sweating profusely in pain and his lips turned pale.

Ma Bingliang's mouth twitched wildly, and he couldn't help but complain, "Xuan Yue, you are a cultivator after all, how can you be so fragile, and where did your cultivation go?"

Before at the Taoist temple, I don’t know if Taoist Xuan Yue kept it a secret too well or what, but no one could tell that Xuan Yue had lost all his skills and his physical fitness was worse than that of a normal man in his 50s or 60s.

The two of them were walking just fine, but it was raining and the road was slippery, so he accidentally fell and broke his leg.

Ordinary people may not be as fragile as him.

Ma Bingliang looked at Taoist Xuan Yue, and the worry in his eyes could not be hidden.

Taoist Xuan Yue calmed down and said, "Didn't I tell you that I met a very powerful evil ghost before and got hurt a little."

"Also, I'm your uncle, but you're so disrespectful to call me by my first name, Xiao Ma."

"You've lost all your power, and that's considered a minor injury?" Ma Bingliang's voice suddenly rose.

"Isn't this just a minor injury?" Taoist Xuan Yue asked him, "I was able to survive from that evil ghost and am alive and well now, so what does that little bit of cultivation mean?"

"..." Ma Bingliang was speechless.

If you compare it this way, it's really a bit of a pain.

"By the way, you sent the location to Yan Qing on WeChat, otherwise he won't be able to find us." Taoist Xuan Yue said.

"What is WeChat location and how do I send it?"

Ma Bingliang handed the phone to Taoist Xuan Yue, "I don't know how to use a phone like yours, why don't you do it yourself?"

Taoist Xuan Yue rolled his eyes speechlessly, "I told you to buy a cell phone, but you refused to listen. You live like an antique from the Qing Dynasty, and you don't know how to do anything."

Just now, it took him a long time to teach me how to make a phone call.

"I have a cell phone, but it's different from yours." Ma Bingliang took out his own cell phone, which was a shiny black keypad phone, a typical keypad phone of a certain brand many years ago.

Seeing his old antique, Taoist Xuan Yue rolled his eyes even more. He took back his phone and gave it to Yan Qing to locate its location on WeChat, but half of the screen was broken when he dropped it just now, so he could only see half of it.

Relying on his proficiency in using the mobile phone, he took great pains to send the location of this place to Yan Qing.

"Actually, I don't think you need to send the location to Yan Qing. He will definitely be able to calculate that we are here." Ma Bingliang said.

Taoist Xuan Yue: "Then why didn't you say it just now?"

Now that he has sent out his WeChat location, the old man said that this is pure hindsight.

Ma Bingliang said with a smile, "I just wanted to see how you are doing. Now it seems that you are in good spirits."

"Xiao Ma, you are so mean. After all, I am your uncle." "How am I mean? You were the one who insisted on walking into the village. I said I would pay you eight dollars for the ride, but you refused and insisted on walking by yourself."

He insisted on walking on his own, and now, not only did he take the wrong road, but he also broke his leg.

He will have to have a good talk with Yan Qing later and ask him to control his ignorant master.

Taoist Xuan Yue was so angry that he couldn't find a reply for a while. He was just trying to build up his mind. Once he walked out of Sanqing Palace, Yang Fan would definitely see that there was something wrong with his body and would definitely ask him what was wrong. He hadn't found a good excuse yet.

That's why I thought I would take a walk and think while walking, but I never thought he would be so unlucky.

The two of them chatted with each other, and the waiting time didn't seem so unbearable.

Suddenly, a strange noise was heard from the surrounding cornfield. The two men stopped talking instantly. Ma Bingliang quickly took out several talismans from his pocket and gave them to Taoist Xuan Yue.

Then he stood up and looked around vigilantly, slowly pulling out the peach wood sword behind him. He felt that something very dangerous was approaching this side.

Taoist Xuan Yue frowned and clenched the talisman paper tightly in his hand.

Suddenly, there were loud noises in the surrounding cornfields, and heavy and rapid footsteps rushed towards them.

Ma Bingliang quickly threw the talisman paper in that direction and shouted, "Break!"

In an instant, the surrounding corn stalks were split in half and fell to both sides, leaving a small path about one meter long in the middle.

There is nothing inside.

The rustling sound was heard again on the other side of the road. A man with a green face and fangs quickly rushed out from the cornfield and went straight towards the back of Taoist Xuan Yue.

Ma Bingliang reacted quickly, grabbed Taoist Xuan Yue and threw the peach wood sword in his hand at the same time, hitting the man's arm. The man let out a shrill scream and fell to the ground.

"Grudge corpse!" Ma Bingliang's face darkened.

They actually encountered a resentful corpse here!

"…Whether you blame the corpse or not, you…let go first, I'm about to be strangled to death by you."

Ma Bingliang looked down and realized that he had accidentally pulled the scarf on Taoist Xuan Yue's neck. This almost caused him to be pulled away. Taoist Xuan Yue's face turned red and he was rolling his eyes.

Ma Bingliang was so frightened that he immediately let go. During this gap, the evil corpse pounced on him again.

The speed was so fast that Ma Bingliang couldn't react.

Just when they were about to be bitten by the resentful corpse, a black car suddenly jumped out, and it was so fast that it directly knocked the resentful corpse away.

With a hiss, the car stopped in front.

Ma Bingliang stared blankly at the black car that suddenly appeared. It took him several seconds to react. He hurriedly stood up to pick up his peach wood sword and killed the resentful corpse.

As a result, only half of his peach wood sword was left lying on the ground.

I don't know where the remaining half went.

Just now, a black car chased him and broke his peach wood sword.

Ma Bingliang looked at the half of the peach wood sword that had accompanied him for many years left on the ground, and the wrinkled old man shattered in an instant.

His sword!

"Master, Senior Brother Ma!"

Ma Bingliang slowly turned his head and saw Yan Qing getting out of the black car and running towards him quickly.