Wrongly practicing evil skills, imitating the laws of nature.

Chapter 24: The Walking Dead on a Rainy Night
It is really a joy to be in high spirits. Duan Yun had just entered the martial arts world for a few days when he not only made friends with Hua Wen, Hua Wu and Zhang Tielan, but also successfully taught martial arts for the first time, leaving two seeds of kindness in this martial arts world full of murder and adultery.

By the early morning, even the lame gray donkey was no longer lame. It jumped up and down in front of Duan Yun with a very happy face.

This time, Duan Yun is really going to start again.

This was just his transit station. Moreover, he felt that he was going to bankrupt Zhang Tielan after all the delicious food and wine he had been drinking these past two days.

He was leaving, and Zhang Tielan was reluctant to let him go. However, Hua Wen and Hua Wu were obsessed with cultivation, and they knew it would be easy for them to find Duan Yun's elixir again, so they did not force him to stay.

"Brother Duan is truly a hero from a young age." Zhang Tielan sighed as he watched Duan Yun riding away on a donkey.

"Yeah, he's a very nice person." Hua Wu sighed.

"Go ahead and jump around. This kind of medicine is so rare that it will turn into medicine juice in no time. It's a pity."

Hua Wen and Hua Wu looked at each other and understood each other tacitly.

“The road of life is as long as a dream.

There is wind and frost on the road, and it blows dryly on your face.

In this world, how many directions do beautiful dreams have?

Duan Yun, who had just entered the martial arts world, had already gotten used to long journeys and sleeping in the wilderness.

Sometimes, he would even choose to sleep in the wilderness on his own initiative. He believed that when people are in the wilderness, they have to deal with crises, and their bodies and minds will not be easily slack, which is more conducive to cultivation.

Of course, this is only the superficial reason. The bigger reason is that you can save money on staying in an inn.

Ever since he ate and drank to his heart's content with Hua Wen and Hua Wu, Duan Yun actually fell in love with drinking.

You have to know that in his previous life he didn't like drinking, and he usually just drank some Fat House Happy Water or something like that.

I didn't expect that after drinking to my heart's content twice in this world, I actually felt happier than the fat guy in my previous life.

So, as he had limited money, he felt that it would be more cost-effective to use the money to buy wine instead of staying in an inn.

Today, Duan Yun rides on a little gray donkey, looking at the vast wild grass and forests beside the road, and can't help humming this song.

While walking on the road during this period, his biggest feeling was desolation and the large number of graves.

Sometimes when I spend the night outdoors, I can’t avoid graves, some with names and some without.

Some guys slept in the dirt without even covering themselves with blankets, and he often saw exposed bones.

Such scenes always give Duan Yun the illusion that he has entered the world of "A Chinese Ghost Story".

He was thousands of miles away from Wangchun City, and after walking for so many days, he still didn't see any prosperous scene.

The weather is gloomy today, with heavy clouds pressing down on the sky, making it quite depressing.

Duan Yun took a sip of wine and asked in confusion, "Is it going to rain?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a raindrop hit him on the forehead.

Duan Yun couldn't help but say, "The rain came suddenly, but fortunately, it doesn't look like it will rain heavily."

As a result, within ten breaths, heavy rain began to fall.

"Fuck me!"

Duan Yun was immediately covered in rain and couldn't help but complain.

Not to mention that the rain came suddenly, it was normal for him to encounter rain when he was walking outside. Usually he could just endure it and it would pass.

But the rain today is different, it is actually freezing rain.

The raindrops falling on people seemed to freeze into ice, chilling them to the bone.

Duan Yun was lucky enough to have his internal energy protecting him, so he could withstand it, but this donkey couldn't handle it.

White air kept coming out of the donkey's mouth, and its usually tough body soon began to tremble.

Duan Yun gritted his teeth and lifted it up.

Soon, a gynecologist carrying a donkey appeared on the muddy road.

Duan Yun felt for a moment that he was even more embarrassed than Ning Caichen in the rain, carrying a donkey in such horrible weather.

The freezing rain was so severe that some icicles even hit Duan Yun.

He knew that he had to find a place to shelter from the rain at this time, otherwise he would be forced to cook donkey meat.

Duan Yun walked quickly.

There were many more bushes on both sides of the road ahead. Under the strong wind, they looked like swaying ghosts in the rain.

At this moment, Duan Yun's eyes suddenly lit up.

In the sudden rain and cold fog, I saw a sloping ramp leading to a higher place, and above the ramp, there was a faint outline of a building.

Finally found a place to shelter from the rain.

Duan Yun carried the donkey all the way up the slope and found a Taoist temple on the hill, which seemed to be abandoned.

The red wall was mottled and covered with green moss, looking like the face of a skin disease patient in the rain.

"Fortunately it's a Taoist temple, not a Buddhist temple, otherwise the sense of déjà vu would be too strong." Duan Yun muttered, regretting singing that song.

Seeing that the gray donkey was almost stiff, Duan Yun no longer hesitated and carried the donkey directly into the Taoist temple.

He often sleeps next to graves these days and he is no longer afraid of anything.

Duan Yun went straight to the main hall of the Taoist temple, because many houses here had collapsed and it was the only place where he could barely take shelter from the rain.

Only when he reached the dilapidated eaves did he put the gray donkey down.

At this point, he couldn't help but shiver.

The rain is too cold.

The gray donkey shook off the rain with a stiff body.

After entering the main hall, there were some wooden frames of doors and windows scattered on the ground.

Duan Yun selected a few relatively dry ones, found a place where the roof tiles were relatively intact, and started to make a fire.

Halfway through, he took a big gulp of wine from the gourd and felt his body gradually warming up.

Seeing that the gray donkey was still frozen, he poured some for it.

After the gray donkey drank the small sip of wine, and as the fire gradually burned up, his condition gradually stabilized.

Duan Yun exhaled and sighed, "No need to roast donkey meat for the time being."

At this time, the sky was getting darker and darker. It was clearly only afternoon, but it felt like night.

Occasionally, there could be the sound of hail falling on the roof, like eggs rolling on it.

The freezing rain also brought up cold fog, making this dilapidated Taoist temple look mysterious and eerie.

From here, you can see a big old tree in the courtyard.

Many dark red cloths can be vaguely seen on the old tree, and under the roots are densely packed incense sticks and traces of red candles, which should have been left by pilgrims who made wishes in the past.

One can imagine the former splendor of this Taoist temple.

Now, in comparison, only half of the statue in the temple is left. It is impossible to identify which deity it is, and it looks eerie.

This kind of gloom is completely different from the one beside the grave, and is even more profound and depressing.

However, it is not easy to find such a place to stay in this horrible weather.

He didn't believe that he could be so lucky as to meet a ghost.

Especially after drinking so much wine, Duan Yun's chivalrous spirit emerged and he no longer had any fear.

Even if there are ghosts in this world, he is determined to become a figure like Yan Chixia, and at most work part-time as a doctor.

Tons, tons, tons!
Duan Yun took another big gulp of wine, and then started to practice the Jade Sword Stake.

Never forget to practice martial arts at any time.

At this time, cold fog blew in with the wind, and the fire, which was already not burning vigorously, suddenly began to shake.

Duan Yun made a prompt decision, stretched out his sword finger and thrust forward.

The moment the white sword light fell into the fire, the flames burst into large flames.

Gray Donkey was already accustomed to his method because he added wine to the sword energy.

Duan Yun fell in love with drinking, not only because drinking alcohol could bring him the same happiness as a fat otaku's happy water, but it also felt good to ejaculate.

Yes, these days, he has become accustomed to shooting drinks through his fingers.

The wine and sword energy intertwined together, adding an explosive breath.

Not only can his sword energy now easily penetrate other people's bodies, he can even use wine to neutralize the opponent's penetrating wounds or even light a fire.

The fire was stabilized, but the freezing rain showed no sign of stopping.

Duan Yun knew that he would probably have to spend the night here.

Just as he was about to get some dry food to eat, the sound of ringing bells suddenly came from the rain and fog.

In this dilapidated Taoist temple, in this diffuse rain and fog, the sound of the bells seems to carry a mysterious and strange aura, which is daunting.

Duan Yun looked out the door and found that someone had really come to the Taoist temple.

A row of people.

These people had white masks covering their upper bodies, leaving their eyes uncovered. They placed their hands on the shoulders of the person in front of them and walked forward following the ringing of the bell.

Duan Yun discovered that there was no trace of life on them. Their feet landed silently and even their footsteps were in sync.

What are walking around are clearly corpses.

Rainy day, abandoned Taoist temple, mysterious bells, walking corpses
Duan Yun's scalp felt a little numb.

Oh my goodness, did I really encounter a ghost?
The row of corpses did not stop at all, and walked straight towards the hall where he was in the rain.

(End of this chapter)