I am already immortal, why should I ascend to become an immortal?

Chapter 89 Green Tan

Chapter 89 Green Tan
Ding-ling-ling~~Ding-ling-ling~~
"I hate those bald asses the most. They deserve to die wearing their tattered clothes!"

Suddenly, in the thick fog not far away, there were bursts of clear copper bell sounds.

Along with the sound of the copper bell, there was an old, hoarse voice, like the cry of a rooster with its throat cut.

"Bald donkey?"

Jin Chan, whose neck was broken, suddenly remembered that what he was wearing was the monk's robe he had casually found from the Pudu Sect!

But since he killed someone just for a monk's robe, this old man must not be a good person.

"Hehe, there seem to be two smart girls in this sedan. Let's make them pregnant first, and then chop them up and turn them into vengeful ghosts in a few days!"

The old man's footsteps were getting closer and closer, and Jin Chan, who was lying on the ground pretending to be dead, also quietly grasped the belly of the fish.

Suddenly, the clear sound of the copper bell stopped.

"Do it!"

Jin Chan shouted in his heart, then instantly got up from the ground, holding the fish belly with both hands and poked towards the vague shadow in the thick fog.

Plop.

The sword blade pierced into the flesh, but when Jin Chan was about to stab deeper.

suddenly.

Two large hands grabbed his wrists, and the huge grip made Jin Chan unable to move.

When he turned his head, he saw that the person who had just strangled his neck was the zombie he had seen before.

His face was covered in blood and he stood motionless in front of the golden cicada.

There was a yellow talisman stuck on the forehead of the corpse, and its internal organs had been dug out and held in its mouth.

"How could we actually see evil spirits and demons in the heart of the Central Plains?"

Jin Chan released his right hand that was holding the fish's belly, and then caught it with his left hand.

Brush~swipe~
Two silver lights flashed by, and the zombie's wrists and head were chopped off.

"What the hell is this? It's fine if it's not dead, but you actually chopped up my little ghost like a carrot?"

The old Taoist priest who had been stabbed by Jin Chan before had taken the opportunity to hide back in the thick fog.

Ding-ling-ling~~Ding-ling-ling~~
All I heard was the sound of copper bells ringing crazily.

The groups of zombies around spit out their internal organs on the ground and then moved towards the carriage.

"Phew, there's nothing I can do!"

The sound of the Taoist's copper bell had stopped, and it seemed that he had already escaped far away.

In desperation, Jin Chan could only deal with these strange zombies first.

Although these corpses look scary, they are surprisingly strong.

But it is slow in movement and has no intelligence, and can be killed by simply chopping off its head.

that's it.

About half an hour passed.

After suffering some minor injuries, Jin Chan successfully chopped off more than a hundred heads.

"Were these guys starving when they were alive? Why do they bite anyone they catch?"

Covering his half-healing head, Jin Chan threw the piece of meat hanging from the fish's belly to the ground.

As all the bodies fell to the ground, the white mist gradually dissipated.

The early morning sun illuminated the mountains again.

"Jin Chan, are you okay?"

Seeing that things outside had returned to normal, Li Yingtai lifted the car curtain and looked for Jin Chan.

But the heads and corpses all over the ground really scared her.

"what is this?"

"Someone used witchcraft to manipulate the corpse!"

As the last piece of flesh grew out, the golden cicada finally turned around.

I thought that as long as I reached the Central Plains, I would not encounter such evil ways, but who would have thought that I would encounter such a bad thing less than a hundred miles after walking out of the Southern Wilderness.

Jin Chan shook his head and walked towards a stream not far away. After washing the blood off his body, he continued on his way.

As for the injured old Taoist priest, he has probably gone into hiding to recuperate.

The journey down the mountain was smooth and we didn't encounter any messy things.

"If I remember correctly, there is a small town about 200 miles ahead. It is Uncle Yuchi's hometown. He took me there thirteen years ago!"

"After passing the town, we will go north for another 500 miles and then we will join the official road. By then, there will be many more post stations and towns along the way. It won't be long before we reach Chang'an!"

Li Yingtai pointed toward the northwest anxiously.

"Big sister, what's wrong with you?" Little Luoyang was the first to notice Li Yingtai's abnormality. He pulled her sleeve and asked with concern.

"It's okay, I just suddenly remembered that the old man's voice sounded familiar!"

Li Yingtai's eyebrows moved slightly, and he lowered his head in thought.

"Did you hear it in the Southern Wilds, or in Chang'an?"

Jin Chan turned around on horseback and asked curiously.

"It's not the Southern Wasteland, it's the Daming Palace. But it's been more than ten years. Maybe I heard it wrong!"

Li Yingtai thought about it and answered hesitantly.

"Inside the Daming Palace?"

Jin Chan murmured softly.

Logically speaking, the royal families of the seven Central Plains countries would only receive some orthodox Taoist monks.

Such evil people cannot even enter the gate of the capital, let alone meet the king of a country.

They continued walking forward until the sun was about to set, and finally they arrived at General Yuchi's hometown.

"Don't stay any longer. After preparing some supplies, we will leave quickly!"

Because the supplies that had been smuggled from the Pudu Church had been divided up by the people in the Dark Camp while Jin Chan was unconscious.

Except for some money, everything else was taken away.

There are no more villages or towns on the road ahead until it merges into the official road, so this small town becomes the last supply.

Go into town.

The afterglow of the setting sun shines through the clouds, casting a few rays of blood-red light.

The entire street was empty, with only the occasional breeze, bringing a slight chill, blowing through the houses and broken walls.

The town was dead silent.

The only sounds were the sounds of Jin Chan and his men's horses trotting on the ground and the wheels rolling over.

"Something's wrong, Jinchan!"

Li Yingtai's expression became a little nervous.

Thirteen years ago, this place was still thriving. Even when the sun set, the residents of the town would light a bonfire, sing, dance and drink.

"Ok!"

Jin Chan responded lightly and pulled out the fish belly.

"If you dare to hurt me, I will turn the men into pills and the women into ghosts today!"

"Hehe, the women who died while pregnant have the heaviest resentment. If you're lucky, you can meet one corpse with two resentments. The two little chicks in the car, I'll perform the Zhougong ceremony with you later."

Sudden.

In the very center of the town, a shriveled old man wearing a pink Taoist robe embroidered with peonies appeared.

I saw that he was holding a copper bell in his right hand and a talisman in his left hand.

In front of him, there were thousands of zombies that he had encountered during the day.

The strangest thing was that in the sky above his head, there were thousands of formless ghosts in red floating around.

Jin Chan on the horse narrowed his eyes and his expression became nervous.

Even in the Southern Wilderness before, whether it was the Great Bodhisattva A Luo or the Sage Master Pu Du, they were at least monsters with physical bodies.

But Jin Chan didn't know whether the fish belly in his hand could kill the resentful souls floating in the sky.

"Just eat up the men, leaving only their heads and hearts. Don't hurt the women, I like them with clean faces when I make love with them!"

As the copper bell rang, the talisman was swung.

All over the sky and on the ground, zombies and resentful spirits rushed towards the golden cicada at an extremely fast speed.

"Fight!"

Just when Jin Chan was about to dismount and kill the enemy.

Sudden.

A green light flashed in the carriage.

The "Qingtan" that had been silent for a long time flew out of the package and stood in front of Jinchan.

And in the furnace, three tall incense sticks were inserted at some point.

"Oh my god, Wuliang Tianzun! Isn't this my Qingtan?"

The old Taoist shouted.