"Where did you find your wife?"
Su Yichuan saw that there was something wrong with Sang Luo's face, and he couldn't help but feel very confused, "It's right at the door. Is there any problem?"
"There are corpse chasers who are driving Zhao Yan's body home and deliberately come to you to take your life."
"What?" Su Yichuan's expression tightened and he was a little scared, but he still forced his words.
"I love my wife. No matter what reason she approaches me, I don't care. Don't think that I will agree to let you take Yanyan away."
Sang Luo crossed his arms and hugged his chest, "If you really love your wife, you should let me take her away and save her."
Zombies are not ordinary corpses, but are created by placing the corpses of recently deceased people in special locations and absorbing the essence of mountains and rivers.
They gather the grievances of heaven and earth, take the death energy of heaven and earth, and bring about bad luck.
Immortal, immortal, immortal, abandoned by the three realms of heaven, earth and man, outside the six realms of living beings, wandering and homeless.
The body is stiff, using resentment as power and blood as food in the human world.
In order to achieve their own goals, those who keep corpses turn corpses into zombies so that they can survive in this world like monsters.
It's really hateful.
Sang Luo clenched his fists and thought to himself that he must personally catch these corpse keepers who disrupted the cycle of life and death.
Su Yichuan held his head and squatted in the corner against the wall, struggling for a long time.
Finally, he gritted his molars and said, "After the master takes my wife away, he must give her a good life. I hope she can meet a good man in the next life."
Sang Luo chanted a spell and prepared to take the zombies away.
"Master!" Su Yichuan called to Sang Luo.
"What's wrong?"
"You, you just said that someone wants to harm me. I asked myself, I haven't offended anyone, but who is trying to harm me?"
Sang Luo pinched his fingertips gently and said, "This person is here for money."
"For money?"
Sang Luo snorted, "Although most of the harm done to others is an act of revenge by acquaintances. But there are indeed people in the world who have nothing to do with you who appear inexplicably to harm you."
"Maybe he's jealous of your money, maybe he's jealous of your perfect life, or maybe it's just that his own life is not going well and he's looking for someone to vent his anger on to retaliate against society."
"Anyway, you just need to be more vigilant these days."
After saying that, Sang Luo was about to leave when he was stopped by Su Yichuan again.
"Master, please stay! Master, please leave your card number to me. You can save my deceased wife for me. I will definitely give you a lot of money as a thank you."
Sang Luo turned his head and looked at Yan Ke who was slumped on the bed, "Just ask her for it."
Su Yichuan responded, turned around and went to talk to Yan Ke.
Yan Ke took out his phone with an expressionless face and clicked a few times, "I've sent it to you."
She spoke in a very calm tone, with no fluctuation on her face.
Perhaps, a person's heart really only dies at that moment.
After the incident just now, she had decided to give up Su Yichuan completely, listen to Master Yunze's words, and find her own destiny again.
When Sang Luo left Su Yichuan's home and returned to Cangyun Temple, he was filled with emotions.
Shen Wuyang saw the frowning master from a distance.
He hurried forward and asked, "Master, why are you so sad? Is the thing you met today too evil?"
Sang Luo shook his head, "It's just a white zombie. I just don't understand one thing."
Shen Wuyang moved a small bench and sat next to Sang Luo, "What's going on?"
"Tell me, why does a man love his wife so much that he is even willing to feed his dead wife with her blood, but he still can't help but look for other women?"
Shen Wuyang pouted, "He doesn't love his wife, he just loves the feeling of being in love. Although it seems like he has sacrificed a lot for his dead wife, in fact, he does this just for self-satisfaction and to satisfy his heart. That feeling of being deeply human.”
"If his wife were to live, he wouldn't be able to think about the problem from his wife's perspective. He would only use what he thought was love to touch himself."
After listening to Shen Wuyang's remarks, Sang Luo thought about it carefully and found that it made sense.
"You know quite a lot." Sang Luo said with a smile.
Shen Wuyang raised his chin, "Master, I have been in the world for thousands of years. Is there anything in the world that I don't understand?"
Sang Luo raised his eyebrows, "Seriously? Then you are so good, do you know how to raise corpses?"
"I know. When it comes to raising corpses, the most famous one is Ji Yuan, the eldest son of Ji from Furong City."
"The surname Ji is an ancient surname, and the family background is unusual."
Shen Wuyang nodded, approached Sang Luo and said, "Their family has the ancestral art of raising corpses and removing them. It used to be well-known everywhere, but now the reputation is not very good."
"Why did the reputation deteriorate?" Sang Luo asked.
"In the past, transportation was inconvenient. People who died in a foreign land could not return to their hometown, so corpse chasers appeared to help people who died in a foreign land return to their hometown and return to their roots. The people of the Ji family did this job. They used to be Highly acclaimed.”
"But in recent years..."
Shen Wuyang pouted, "Now that transportation is more convenient, there are fewer and fewer people looking for corpses from the Ji family. For the survival of the family, the Ji family has no choice but to start raising corpses for others. As long as they give money, they will raise them. No matter what the other party is doing by raising the corpse."
Wuyou also joined the conversation, "I've heard about this! I've seen it on the Internet. Several news on the Internet said that zombies appeared in Furong City. First they sucked pig blood, and then they sucked human blood. Now the people of Furong City They are all so scared that they dare not go out.”
Sang Luo's eyes lit up, "Then do you know where the Ji family lives?"
Shen Wuyang nodded, "I know, I know! I kidnapped a few zombies from him before and brought them back to bring me tea and water."
"Okay, you take me there."
Sang Luo stood up and looked at Shen Wuyang with an expression that said he would take me away quickly.
Wuyou stood up and said, "Master, take me with you! I want to go too."
Sang Luo looked at the 8 million that Yan Ke and Su Yichuan had just remitted on his phone, thinking that there was still plenty of money on the card, so it would be okay to temporarily close the gate for a few days.
So he took Shen Wuyang and Wuyou on the plane to Furong City.
After getting off the plane, Shen Wuyang took Sang Luo and boarded a bus.
Along the way, the car drove smoothly, and Sang Luo wanted to close his eyes and squint for a while.
But as soon as she fell asleep, for some unknown reason, the car suddenly swayed and deviated from the established road, heading towards an overgrown lawn.
She opened her eyes and woke up, and found a thick gloomy air outside the car window.
The originally bright sky has become extremely gray, and three or four o'clock in the afternoon is the time when the Yang Qi is strong.
It's as dark as three or four in the morning here.
There is still a strange smell floating in the air.
It's not smelly, but it's not fragrant either.
The people in the car were extremely frightened, trembling constantly, and some children were crying.
"This seems to be the zombie smell that is rumored on the Internet."
"I told you that there are zombies in Shuimo Township, you can't come, you can't come! You don't believe it! Is this okay?
"Wow, I was wrong, I will never come again."
Sang Luo looked at the surrounding mountains through the glass and murmured: "This is the place where corpses are raised."
