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Chapter 442 How did you get yourself into this state?

The corpse that was knocked away was not dead. Its limbs were broken, but it still crawled up from the ground and ran towards this side quickly in a strange and twisted posture. Not only that, strange noises were heard from the surrounding cornfields.

It seemed like a lot of things were running out frantically.

Ma Bingliang's expression suddenly changed. "Oh no! There are corpses everywhere!"

He thought there was only one zombie, but he didn't expect that the surrounding cornfields were full of zombies.

Why are there so many resentful corpses here?

Yan Qing stood in front of Taoist Xuan Yue, holding many talisman papers in his hands. Before he could cast any spell, he suddenly saw a golden light on the ground, and a talisman formation quickly formed under their feet.

"Stop!" a cold female voice shouted.

There was an instant silence in the surrounding cornfields, and the resentful corpse that was almost running to the edge of the cornfield was fixed in place.

"What is this?!" Ma Bingliang looked at the rotating talisman array on the ground with disbelief on his face.

Talisman array!

Could it be... Ma Bingliang raised his head and looked towards the black car. The black car was so big that it almost took up most of the country road. He couldn't see the person standing in the front of the car.

All I saw was a golden talisman flying out from the air. The moment it touched the corpse on the side of the road, a fire suddenly broke out. Within a few breaths, the corpse was burned to ashes.

What a powerful talisman!
Then a beautiful girl in white clothes and a high ponytail slowly walked out from behind the black car, walked towards this side with a calm expression, holding a cat in her hands.

In the quiet talisman formation, there was only the sound of the girl's light footsteps, stepping on people's hearts one by one.

Taoist Xuan Yue looked at her with a dazed look in his eyes. In that trance, he saw that figure overlapping with the figure from hundreds of years ago.

On the battlefield where flames of war were raging, a young girl in a neat gray Taoist robe, with her long hair standing up high and the strands of hair fluttering in front of her forehead, twirled a thin stick in her hand, with a faint smile on her face, walked towards him freely and unrestrainedly.

"Second Brother, am I powerful?"

The girl walked up to him and looked at him proudly, as if asking for praise.

The gentle man's face was full of pride and tenderness. He smiled and said, "Awesome! Our little sister is the best."

Seeing a small black mark on the girl's white face, he took out a handkerchief from his pocket with heartache and wanted to wipe it clean for her.

Before the handkerchief touched the girl's face, she snatched it away and said, "Brother, I'll do it myself."

She took the handkerchief and rubbed it across her face twice quickly and vigorously as if she was washing her face.

The man looked at her movements, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously pulled apart.

……

"How did you get yourself into this?"

A silent voice mixed with a hint of worry sounded above his head, immediately pulling Taoist Xuan Yue back from his memories.

Before he knew it, Yang Fan had walked in front of him, his brows tightly furrowed and his eyes full of worry.

The little white tiger lay on her body, looking up and down at Taoist Xuan Yue curiously. The last time they were in Sanqing Palace was at night. Although they could see his appearance clearly, they were so focused on eating cake at that time that they didn't even look at the man carefully.

Now looking at it carefully, it inexplicably felt that this person looked familiar, as if it had seen him somewhere before, but it couldn't remember where after thinking for a long time.

Taoist Xuan Yue spread his hands and said with a wry smile, "I didn't plan well when I went out, and I accidentally ended up like this."

Yang Fan sighed, "You are already old, but you are still dragging someone older than you to play the youngsters' game."

Ma Bingliang: ...The younger generation older than Xuan Yue couldn't be talking about him, right?
Taoist Xuan Yue: "I just want to give you a surprise."

Yang Fan laughed, he was quite surprised.

Yan Qing was speechless towards his master. This old man didn’t know that he…!!!
"Master, where is your cultivation?!"

Yan Qing looked at Taoist Xuan Yue in disbelief. Only then did he notice that his master had lost all his power.

How could it be? Wasn't everything fine when I went back before? Why did it become like this now? "I was injured before," Taoist Xuan Yue explained vaguely and changed the subject, "You should clean up the corpses around you first."

"Yan Qing, Master is not saying anything to you, this place is so close to Shangyuan Village, how come you didn't notice so many resentful corpses here?"

He changed the subject and then accused them of making mistakes at work. This combo was similar to the one Yang Fan used to trick those evil people.

Yan Qing's expression was a little subtle, and he subconsciously glanced towards Yang Fan.

As expected, some things in Sanqing Palace will be automatically passed on.

The honest man Ma Bingliang was immediately distracted, "Let's deal with the corpse first."

Yang Fan knew that he was trying to change the subject, so he sneered and turned to Yan Qing and said, "You guys clean up these resentful corpses."

Yan Qing hummed, turned around, pinched the talisman paper between his fingers, and his eyes were stern.

"Use thunder to drive away all evil, strike!"

Thunder and lightning struck, and the resentful corpse hiding in the cornfield was struck by lightning. Fire suddenly ignited on its body, and the surrounding empty corn stalks were also burned.

Ma Bingliang also joined the operation to clean up the resentful corpses.

He also had several heavenly thunder talismans on him, all of which had been drawn by Yan Qing and the others earlier.

The two people didn't know until they cleaned up the cornfield that there were dozens of resentful corpses hidden in it.

The more Ma Bingliang handled the situation, the more frightened he became. If Yan Qing and the others had arrived a little later, he and Taoist Xuan Yue would both have become one of these resentful corpses today!
Who on earth hid so many resentful corpses here?

Yang Fan looked at Taoist Xuan Yue who was still sitting on the ground with a pale face. The rain had just stopped not long ago, and the ground was still wet.

She walked back and reversed the car, put the little white tiger on the passenger seat, then got out of the car and returned to Taoist Xuan Yue, opened the door, and stretched out her hand to him, "Can you stand up by yourself?"

Taoist Xuan Yue shook his head weakly, "No, my leg is broken."

Yang Fan hummed softly, walked forward and carried him into the car in a princess hug, carefully avoiding his injured leg. Taoist Xuan Yue, who had not blushed when arguing with Ma Bingliang just now, blushed for a rare time and explained hesitantly.

"I... didn't mean to do that. The ground was too slippery and I fell without paying attention."

"Don't try to walk by yourself next time," Yang Fan said helplessly, holding the car door with one hand, "Call me or Yan Qing, and we'll come pick you up."

Did this man forget that he was a road idiot? He didn't know the way anywhere except the area around Sanqing Mountain, including the way home. He always asked her to take him back to see his relatives.

He even dared to walk with another old man who had never been to Uehara Village.

There are several forked roads between the town and Shangyuan Village. People who don’t know the way can easily get lost.

Taoist Xuan Yue nodded like a chick pecking at rice, "I will definitely call you next time."

Next time he would definitely remember to call them and would not try to show off. He really overestimated his current physical condition.

I didn't expect that I would break my bones with such a slight fall.

Yang Fan looked at his old and fragile body, and saw that his cultivation had dissipated. His eyes were complicated and the corners of his mouth twitched as if he wanted to ask something, but in the end, he didn't ask anything.

The little white tiger was lying on top of the passenger seat, tilting its head and looking straight at Taoist Xuan Yue. He saw that it was looking at him and forced a smile, "Yang Fan, this little white tiger you have is so cute."

"It's called Lao Hei, right?"

Yang glanced at the little white tiger and hummed softly.

Taoist Xuan Yue chuckled, "It's so white, I thought you would name it Xiaobai?"

"The name Xiaobai sounds too weak. It's weak to begin with. Calling it Laohei sounds more domineering."

The little white tiger howled at Yang Fan twice in dissatisfaction. How could it be weak? It was obviously super powerful!
"Yes, yes, you are very powerful. Even a black bear cannot beat you." Yang Fan complained mercilessly.

Little White Tiger: “Awooo awooo…”

Give it some time and it will definitely be able to knock down the big black bear!