The man was stunned when he saw them, and his steps forward stopped. He frowned slightly, then quickly dispersed.
"Who are you?"
Xia Yiqian: "Are you from Qingyun Temple?"
The man carrying the bucket of water looked at Xia Yiqian and looked her up and down for a long time.
"Are you... Patriarch Xia?"
Xia Yiqian: ???
"What did you call me?"
The man looked at Xia Yiqian and frowned.
The other party had circled here several times before and failed to enter their village. It must be that he is not a human.
Looking at the strong murderous aura on him, it is very likely that it is Xia Yiqian.
But the other person's appearance was somewhat contrary to his previous expectations.
He thought that zombies of such a high level all had green faces and fangs, and had little self-control like humans, and could not help but bite people when they saw them.
The man thought for a moment and then asked, "Excuse me, is your name Xia Yiqian?"
Xia Yiqian frowned, "Yes, how did you know?"
The man smiled and said, "That must be Patriarch Xia. When our ancestors led us into seclusion here, they told us that if a zombie ever finds its way here, it would be Patriarch Xia."
Having said that, without waiting for Xia Yiqian to reply, he turned around and walked back.
"Come with me, I'll take you to see the master."
Xia Yiqian and Kong Yanqing looked at each other, and there was a hint of "This should be the place. Maybe there is something you want to tell her" in their eyes.
Taoism was at its peak when Qingyun Temple had not yet been destroyed, and every Taoist would have some knowledge of every kind of Taoist magic.
Even if the lineage that escaped specialized in formations and had some knowledge of divination, it was not surprising that Xia Yiqian would appear here.
It's just that this man was a little too calm.
Several people followed the man, holding Assistant Zhang's hand, and walked into the village.
When I walked to a certain range, I suddenly felt a sticky feeling on my body, which quickly disappeared again, as if I was passing through a mucous membrane out of thin air.
Xia Yiqian loosened Assistant Zhang's sleeve and found that even if she was not holding anyone's hand, she could still see the village in front of her.
They must have entered some kind of barrier.
The village itself did not cover a large area, and it didn't take long for everyone to arrive at the door of a thatched house made of yellow mud.
The man took two steps forward with a shoulder pole and knocked twice on the door.
"Master, the person we are waiting for has arrived!"
The door creaked open and a low voice called "Come in" came from inside the house, but the person who spoke did not appear to open the door.
The man turned around and nodded to Xia Yiqian, then walked in first.
Ever since Assistant Zhang learned that Xia Yiqian and the others couldn't see the village in front of them, he knew there was definitely something wrong with it.
Now that he is on board the pirate ship, he really doesn't dare to act rashly!
When Assistant Zhang heard the man ask them to go in, he subconsciously turned his head to glance at Xia Yiqian, his eyes filled with thoughts like, "Do you want to go in?", "I'm so scared.", "How about we think of another way to solve this?"...
Xia Yiqian: "...Go in."
A few people walked into the house. The loess house didn't have very good lighting to begin with. Even with the midday sun filtering in from outside, it couldn't clearly illuminate what was inside.
But Xia Yiqian's night vision was better than that of nocturnal animals. She immediately saw a man who was as thin as a skeleton, wearing a gray robe, sitting in the corner of the room.
Xia Yiqian felt that compared to the group that escaped and specialized in formations, they were now in a rather miserable state.
Even though his temperament still doesn't look like an ordinary person, his equipment is simply disgusting!
Meeting the old man's gaze, Xia Yiqian didn't flinch at all and asked directly, "Are you from the Qingyun Temple's formation sect?"
The old man looked at Xia Yiqian carefully and said uncertainly, "I am the 728th generation Peak Master of the Array Peak of Qingyun Temple. Are you Xia Yiqian, the Zombie Master worshipped by Qingyun Temple for generations?"
When Xia Yiqian heard the terrifying number "seven hundred and twenty-eight generations", she suddenly remembered something vaguely.
It turns out that Qingyun Temple has disappeared for so many years, but to her it seems like it was just yesterday.
“It’s me, what do you have to say to me, Ancestor Ke?
Does he know who the real culprit behind the Qingyun Temple massacre was?
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