Small town adventure

Chapter 139
Resisting his excitement, he stretched out his trembling hands near his nose, and a faint breath passed through his fingertips: "Ah! Daoist! Meaning...meaning that he is out of breath! He is alive! "

Shui'er couldn't help but let out an exclamation, and was a little incoherent with excitement. At this moment, she actually wept with joy, and several large teardrops rolled down her face.

The two old men were also startled, and hurried over, squatted down, and put their fingers under his nose like water.

"The Taoist priest is really a fairy-like figure! He can actually bring a person who has been dead for three days back to life!" The old man stood up tremblingly, and couldn't help exclaiming, his cloudy eyes stared extraordinarily wide.

"Yes... yes, today my old lady finally opened her eyes. This life is really not in vain." The old lady also echoed.

Daoist Qingyang waved his hand, and said: "He hasn't really come back to life yet. Poor Dao, I just reintroduced the soul sealed in the two magic tools into his body, and now he is just a living dead."

"The Daoist means that he needs to gather his other two souls and six souls before he can come alive? Although he has breathing and body temperature now, he is unconscious, like... like a vegetable?" Shui'er asked excitedly?

Daoist Qingyang nodded, expressing his agreement with him: "That's almost what it means."

"Then let's carry him in quickly." Shui'er put his arms around Zhang Yihan's shoulders as he spoke, then suddenly remembered something, and then said, "That's not right, the Taoist pasted that paper talisman on his brow just now." Come on, he can walk by himself, what else are we carrying him for?"

Daoist Qingyang smiled helplessly: "It won't work this time, the paper talisman only works on zombies, now I have taken his soul into his body, and his body is already alive. He's not a zombie now."

Shui'er smiled embarrassingly, the tears from when she cried with joy just now were still on her face.

The Taoist priest didn't answer any more, and went straight to Yihan's side, and picked him up with a little effort with both hands, with the wind blowing from the soles of his feet, he walked quickly in the direction of the thatched cottage, as if he didn't have any burden on his body.It is really unimaginable that such a thin little old man can walk like the wind while carrying such a big person on his back.

But everyone is no stranger to it now, a person who has been dead for three days makes him gasp, what can such a trivial matter be?
(End of this chapter)