Then calculate the position again.
Nan Yuanman jumped off Feng Congqian's lap in a flash and ran out in a hurry.
Without saying a word, Feng Congqian hurriedly chased after him.
The middle-aged woman who had just finished her tirade: "?"
"Hey! Wait a minute, Ni! Aren't you going to drink water?!" the middle-aged woman called out to the two of them as they walked away.
The little boy scratched his head and cautiously looked at his mother: "Mom, how about... I help you deliver the water to the person?"
"What's the point of sending anything? Take it or leave it!" The middle-aged woman rolled her eyes. Before she could even put the bowl of water down, a villager rushed in from outside.
From afar, someone shouted, "Sister Juan! Something terrible has happened!"
Zhang Juan's face darkened: "I'm perfectly fine!"
"Those father and daughter from out of town just now, they went... went that way!" The villager pointed eastward with a trembling expression, his face showing fear and apprehension.
Zhang Juan: "!"
"Damn it, I knew these outsiders were troublemakers, always causing me trouble!"
Her vision went black, and she cursed as she put down the bowl of water in her hand. She turned around, went into the house, grabbed a large black knife, and hurriedly chased after it in the east.
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Feng Langqing had no idea how long he had been running. No matter how fast he ran, that damned monster would catch up.
He felt as if his legs no longer belonged to him, and he was just running with two sticks supporting him.
His clothes were torn to shreds by the monster. If he hadn't hidden the amulet that Yuanman had given him well enough, he would have died at the hands of this monster many times over.
"No... I can't take it anymore." Feng Langqing leaned against the tree trunk, panting heavily, his face pale and his forehead covered in sweat. He turned to the monster and raised his hand: "I... can we take a minute's break?"
The monster sneered and charged at him again without saying a word.
Feng Langqing rolled to the side with all his might, and as he rolled, he suddenly felt his body lift into the air.
He looked down.
Oh wow, there was a hillside hidden by weeds right next to him!
Feng Langqing only had time to utter one curse word before he tumbled down like a football.
Meanwhile, at the bottom of the hillside.
Nan Yichen was squatting by the fire by the stream, intently roasting a palm-sized fish he had caught from the stream.
Qi Chuhan, Tan Yufan, and Zhuang Hetai were bound with old hemp ropes as thick as three adult fingers. Their faces were pale, their mouths were slightly open, and two sharp teeth had already grown out of their mouths.
With red eyes and trembling hands, Zhong Xueliu sprinkled medicine powder onto Zhuang Hetai's injured arm.
Zhuang Hetai's forehead was covered in sweat. He endured the extreme cold and pain in his body and said shiveringly, "It's no use, junior sister."
"This is a wound inflicted by a flying zombie. The corpse poison is domineering and insidious. Without specific talismans, it is impossible to completely remove the corpse poison."
Zhuang Hetai looked calmly at Zhong Xueliu: "Junior sister, kill me before I turn into a zombie."
He knew very well that with his current strength, once he turned into a zombie, Zhong Xueliu and Nan Yichen would be no match for him.
They might even... be killed by him.
Therefore, it would be better to kill him before he turns into a zombie and eliminate any future trouble.
“Yes, Xue Liu.” Qi Chuhan took a deep breath and said to her with a smile, “Kill us.”
Tan Yufan's lips moved, but he kept his head down and didn't say anything.
Zhong Xueliu's fingers trembled as she gritted her teeth: "No..."
Before she could even refuse, she heard a soft rustling sound. Nan Yichen, who was grilling fish by the fire, suddenly stood up and looked warily toward the slope above: "Something's coming."
Zhong Xueliu: "!"
Zhong Xueliu's face turned extremely ugly. She took out a broken piece of peach wood sword and stood in front of Zhuang Hetai and the other two.
Could it be that flying zombie has caught up with us again?
Impossible! She clearly used the concealment talisman given by Perfection to hide their presence, and the flying zombie was injured. There was no way they could have caught up so quickly!
While Zhong Xueliu and Nan Yichen were on guard, a figure rolled down the slope and fell into the stream with a thud.
"I... damn it..." Feng Langqing felt like his internal organs were about to shatter. He lay in the stream to catch his breath before slowly sitting up, clutching his chest.
Ignoring his injuries, Feng Langqing reached into his robes and pulled out a red cloth-wrapped object from a hidden pocket near his chest. He nervously examined the amulet inside.
Feng Langqing breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that the amulet hadn't gotten wet.
Only then did he realize that something was wrong nearby. He belatedly looked up and saw, to his surprise, five people on the shore who were both familiar and unfamiliar to him staring straight at him.
Feng Langqing: "!!"
He looked astonished: "You... people from 908?!"
Nan Yichen slapped his thigh: "Ah! You're Nan Yuanman's third brother!"
Zhong Xueliu was also stunned: "How did you end up here?"
"I..." Feng Langqing was about to speak when she suddenly saw a tall figure slowly stand up behind her.
Feng Langqing's pupils shrank sharply: "Watch out behind you!"
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Nan Yuanman hurried over in the direction indicated by the divination. Finding herself and Feng Congqian too slow, she directly activated two speed-enhancing talismans.
In just ten minutes, she traversed the entire Panlong Village and arrived at the place where Feng Langqing had the accident.
As soon as he stepped into the mountain range, Nan Yuanman smelled a strong, pungent stench of blood.
Feng Congqian, who was closely following Nan Yuanman, felt a chill run down his spine. He quickly stepped forward and followed closely behind Nan Yuanman, his sharp eyes like those of an eagle surveying the surrounding environment.
The woods were eerily quiet; there wasn't even the chirping of insects or the calls of birds.
The father and daughter stood close together, cautiously moving forward step by step.
Zhou Jingchuan, Bai Yi, Zhuangzhuang, and Xiaocao, who were inside the coffin, all floated out.
Zhou Jingchuan frowned: "There's a very strong aura of death ahead."
"Yuanman, I'll go ahead and scout the way for you."
Nan Yuanman nodded, her soft, white face solemn: "Brother Jingchuan, if you see Third Brother, please protect him and don't let him die."
Zhou Jingchuan: "Don't worry, even if I die, I won't let your third brother die."
Zhou Jingchuan floated forward quickly, while Xiaocao, Baiyi, and Zhuangzhuang scattered in all directions to protect Nan Yuanman, in case any demons or monsters hiding in the shadows suddenly attacked her.
Before she had gone far, Nan Yuanman heard a rustling sound coming from the grass not far from her, as if something was crawling on the ground.
Feng Congqian held his breath, quietly gripped the Mo Dao in his hand, and stepped forward to block Nan Yuanman.
He gripped his broadsword and used the tip to part the weeds, revealing a figure carefully and slowly crawling through the grass.
Xiao Yuan was terrified. She screamed, closed her eyes, grabbed her amulet, and waved it wildly in front of her, yelling, "Don't come any closer! I'm not afraid of you! I'm not afraid of you! Get away from me!!!"
“…Miss.” A childish voice reached her ears: “Don’t be afraid, you are safe now.”
Xiaoyuan thought it was just a hallucination caused by her extreme fright and continued to scream.
Nan Yuanman deftly pulled out a calming talisman and slapped it onto her forehead.
For some reason, Xiao Yuan, who was in a state of fear, suddenly calmed down. She slowly opened her eyes, suppressing her fear, and saw a pretty little girl squatting beside her, looking at her with a worried expression, and a tall man holding a long sword behind her.
After a moment of slow reaction, Xiaoyuan cried out in terror, "Run! Run! Monster! There's a man-eating monster here!!"
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