“Heh… heh…”

Sha Tuo Que Shi laughed.

He was very satisfied with this answer.

No,

He was extremely satisfied.

The blind man played the erhu in the courtyard every day.

He wasn't deliberately showing off his skills to attract attention,

Nor was he cultivating his sentiments.

In fact,

The blind man was very busy.

He was busy maintaining the situation in Xue Haiguan,

Busy organizing the soldiers and civilians to harvest and store the potatoes and sweet potatoes he had cultivated and selected.

He really didn't have the leisure to play a few tunes in the courtyard on time every day.

Ultimately,

It was because when he came back to replace Si Niang,

Si Niang told him:

Sha Tuo Que Shi had awakened.

Liang Cheng wasn't around, and without a similar zombie to observe and analyze, the blind man wasn't really sure to what extent Sha Tuo Que Shi had awakened.

So,

He played the erhu in the courtyard every day, actually using the erhu's tone to "communicate" with Sha Tuo Que Shi below.

One thing was certain:

Sha Tuo Que Shi hadn't fully recovered.

In short,

He wasn't yet in Liang Cheng's state.

But he had indeed recovered somewhat, but his memories, cognitions, and thoughts were somewhat narrow.

The blind man used to be a psychologist, but this time, he was exploring the mental state of a zombie.

The difficulty, of course, was very high.

In the blind man's opinion,

Sha Tuo Que Shi wasn't the Zuo Guli King he once was.

Years of sleep in the coffin, stepping into the ranks of zombies from a living person, perhaps, really lost something.

Whether those things could be retrieved in the future was unknown.

But he was still Sha Tuo Que Shi; he should retain some memories and cognitions.

And in this case,

It often presents a result—extremism.

It's like the village idiot; you think he's stupid, even stupidly cute, because he's not holding a knife.

The manifestation of extremism is being out of control.

Like this time,

Knowing very well what the other party's purpose was,

Sha Tuo Que Shi chose to take Tian Tian out with him.

And Tian Tian's "domineering"

Indeed suited Sha Tuo Que Shi's taste.

In Sha Tuo Que Shi's perception,

Tian Tian wasn't some Great Yan Jingnan King's heir,

He was a child who played, slept, ate, and grew up on top of his coffin.

In the past two years,

You could say he was sleeping in the coffin,

But you could also say he had been watching the surroundings with his eyes.

Sha Tuo Que Shi moved; he rushed towards the old man.

Seeing this, the old man first looked at the blue-clothed man beside him.

The blue-clothed man held his sword forward, pulling out his figure and confronting him from the side.

Only then did the old man feel relieved, placing his hands in front of him and beginning to mobilize the surrounding *fengshui* to create changes.

Dealing with this being alone was really difficult for them, so the old man had to be sure that the blue-clothed man wouldn't let a fellow Daoist die instead of himself.

The knife in Sha Tuo Que Shi's hand was thrown out, smashing towards the old man.

Three barriers appeared in front of the old man, and the knife, carrying extremely terrifying momentum, penetrated two layers of barriers in one breath, only to be hindered by the third layer.

After receiving this knife,

The old man slammed his hands on the ground,

Roaring:

"Formation!"

In an instant,

Three streams of energy surged from the ground, wrapping towards Sha Tuo Que Shi.

Escapism and body techniques were all used with extraordinary techniques. It could be said that the Shiqiu Sect was a branch of the great category of sorcerers, but it incorporated some sacrificial techniques of the desert barbarians, so it seemed somewhat unorthodox.

But in essence,

It was still manipulating the power of *fengshui* to obscure, trap, and… strangle the target.

The blue-clothed man's sword came quickly. Seeing that the old man had already built up momentum to trap Sha Tuo Que Shi, his sword was even more unstoppable.

However,

To the surprise of the blue-clothed man,

And also to the shock of the old man,

The momentum he had just built up, the formation he had created, directly dissipated into nothingness after colliding with Sha Tuo Que Shi's body. It was like a fierce operation, but in the end, it really became a tiger smelling roses.

The root cause was that,

The so-called formation,

The so-called momentum,

Was nothing more than borrowing the power of the surrounding environment, and then using the target's qi and blood as a guide to bind them.

The caster was simply playing a connecting role.

However,

There was no qi and blood in Sha Tuo Que Shi's body!

In other words,

The formation and momentum dissipated directly after colliding with Sha Tuo Que Shi, like duckweed without roots.

Although when Sha Tuo Que Shi first appeared,

The old man and the blue-clothed man concluded that this person seemed to only have aura fluctuations but no qi and blood fluctuations.

But the old man was so old after all, and he was successful because of his experience, but also failed because of his experience, almost instinctively starting to cast spells according to his usual habits.

Perhaps,

Even the old man himself had forgotten,

What the essence and origin of the techniques and spells he had mastered were.

The higher you stand,

The more basic things,

Sometimes become more blurred.

But at this time, it was equivalent to digging a hole for the blue-clothed man.

This was even more of a pit than turning around and running away.

Because you made a move, but your move was more like helping the other party in a feint to cover up.

Next,

Sha Tuo Que Shi, who was unimpeded in his movements, grabbed the blue-clothed man's sword with one hand, and violent sparks immediately erupted from the friction between the sword and his palm.

Immediately afterward,

Sha Tuo Que Shi didn't care about Tian Tian on his shoulders at all, and directly leaned forward.

And the blue-clothed man made the most brilliant reaction in this flash of lightning. Seeing that he couldn't pull back his sword, his right index and middle fingers immediately came together, and a sword aura directly pointed at Tian Tian sitting on Sha Tuo Que Shi's shoulder.

A good move of Wei to rescue Zhao!

"Buzz!"

Sha Tuo Que Shi's baleful aura surged up,

And Tian Tian, sitting on his shoulder, was thrown into the air as if swept by a wave of air.

The blue-clothed man's sword aura pierced through Sha Tuo Que Shi's empty shoulder;

But at the same time, he also lost the opportunity to pull away in the first moment.

Perhaps,

The blue-clothed man also practiced the sword and knife, and he also practiced his physique. Therefore, he believed that his body was not as fragile as those traditional swordsmen.

Or perhaps,

The blue-clothed man was too conceited, so conceited that he didn't want to retreat in embarrassment and let the other party take advantage of the situation and directly fall into a disadvantage. Instead, he wanted to use extreme means to reverse the situation.

But on the battlefield,

If you succeed,

Then the so-called "perhaps" is a wonderful move, which can be described as unique;

And if you fail,

Then this so-called "perhaps,"

Is your original sin.

Especially,

Sha Tuo Que Shi was a Third-Rank martial artist in his lifetime. As a disciple of the Sha Tuo tribe, he was able to take on the position of Zuo Guli King of the barbarian royal court, which shows how terrifying his talent was.

The fighting instincts he now possesses are actually based on his lifetime, but coincidentally, the zombie physique is known for its sturdiness and strength. To a certain extent, his life before and after death are professionally matched.

If Sha Tuo Que Shi was a sorcerer or a swordsman in his lifetime, even if he awakened, his combat power would inevitably be greatly reduced. But unfortunately, he was a martial artist in his lifetime!

So,

The blue-clothed man who came down from Wenming Mountain and Sha Tuo Que Shi forcibly collided together, chest to chest, in an instant.

The duel between martial artists,

Is often extremely dull,

The higher the rank, the more so.

Not long ago, at the gate of the Chu Kingdom's imperial palace, the duel between Jingnan King and the shadow, which can be called the peak battle of martial artists in the world, was actually quite boring if we put aside the fact that the two sides exchanged a punch and a slash at the Second-Rank realm at the end.

This was a truth that Zheng Baiye had understood a long time ago.

On the battlefield, he tried to avoid wearing eye-catching armor and taking eye-catching weapons,

Because that little bit of gorgeousness,

Because of that little bit of demeanor,

In the face of life and death,

It's all bullshit.

"Boom!"

The blue-clothed man's physique was indeed trained. When he collided with Sha Tuo Que Shi for the first time, he didn't seem to be at a disadvantage.

He practiced both the sword and knife, and his path was a dual-stream path of martial artist and swordsman.

Although it didn't sound as wild as Western magic and martial arts dual cultivation, it was by no means easy to cultivate both of these.

However,

The first collision between the two sides' physiques was not the end,

But,

The beginning!

The blue-clothed man was holding the sword hilt, and Sha Tuo Que Shi was grabbing the sword body. Both sides had no weapons in their hands.

After the collision,

The qi and blood in the blue-clothed man's body inevitably churned,

And Sha Tuo Que Shi solidified his baleful aura rapidly and collided again!

This scene,

Was simply dull within dull, completely burying the last bit of beauty that remained.

The blue-clothed man had no choice, at this moment, he could only withstand everything.

The second collision began,

"Crack!"

What the blue-clothed man didn't expect was that,

He knew that the other party's physique was even stronger than his own,

But after the second collision,

The qi and blood in his body began to flow in reverse, and his muscles began to contract,

And the other party,

Had the sound of flesh and blood shattering!

As if his bones were smashed and his body was falling apart.

The blue-clothed man didn't think he had won, nor was he excited at all, because he knew that something abnormal must be a demon.

"Crack!"

Sha Tuo Que Shi's chest cracked open, and then, from his chest cavity, several ribs were exposed, like they had been opened, stabbing straight towards the blue-clothed man.

Immediately after,

Was a short-term,

Third collision!

The blue-clothed man wanted to dodge, but he couldn't dodge at all. He didn't even have time to exclaim or think about any regrets.

"Puff! Puff! Puff!"

The first two collisions were not at a disadvantage because he used his qi and blood to support his physique. During the third collision, the qi and blood could no longer be mobilized as quickly as at the beginning, and without the support of qi and blood, the physique would naturally appear "strong on the outside but weak on the inside."

Sha Tuo Que Shi was risking the cost of being injured a second time to force the third collision.

The result was,

The ribs turned outwards from Sha Tuo Que Shi's body, like three sharp blades, completely pierced into the blue-clothed man's chest.

At the same time,

The corpse poison contained in the bones began to spread into the blue-clothed man's body in a domineering manner.

The blue-clothed man raised one foot and kicked Sha Tuo Que Shi. Sha Tuo Que Shi remained motionless, while the blue-clothed man himself flew out and fell to the ground.

Without bothering to do anything else,

The blue-clothed man immediately lowered his head to look at his wound.

The wound was cyan-black, and he couldn't stop the bleeding by contracting his muscles even when he mobilized his qi and blood. This poison was very strong!

Sha Tuo Que Shi continued to open his chest,

Raised his hand,

Caught Tian Tian, who happened to be falling down at this time, and put him back on his shoulder.

He also lowered his head and looked at his chest.

There,

The baleful aura was uncontrollably leaking out;

But, he was only injured, while the person opposite him might die!

The blue-clothed man almost roared:

"What the hell is he!"

The old man took a deep breath,

Turned his head,

Glanced at the blue-clothed man, who was in extremely miserable condition at this time,

And replied:

"Corpse puppet."

Immediately after,

The old man realized something again,

And said:

"I have seen desert priests refine walking corpses, but those are just stupid things with a little more strength, which are very expensive and not very durable.

How could such a powerful corpse puppet be refined…

Oh,

That's right,

I remember,

Four years ago,

Outside the Zhenbei Marquis's mansion,

The barbarian Zuo Guli King was killed in battle under the siege of thousands of Zhenbei Army iron cavalry,

His body was hung in front of the Zhenbei Marquis's mansion parade ground archway,

But because of the many sacrifices performed by the barbarian priests,

It triggered a corpse change,

And finally allowed the corpse to escape.

Heh,

In that battle,

The barbarian priests suffered heavy casualties,

But the world thought that the corpse puppet made from the flesh of the barbarian Zuo Guli King should have been taken into the bag by the royal court;

Who would have thought,

That the royal court paid a huge price for this, but in the end, it gave Pingye Earl a wedding dress;

That's right,

At that time, Pingye Earl,

Should still be in Beifeng County."

The old man laughed,

"I really didn't expect that a desert sand rat for most of my life would one day have to face the Zuo Guli King face to face."

As he said,

The old man clenched his ten fingers tightly,

And his fingernails directly pierced his palms,

Fresh blood gurgled out, falling to the ground, forming a strange pattern, emitting a faint green luster.

"Heh, maybe this is my fate. It's just that this errand couldn't be completed. If I could take this corpse puppet into my hands, I wouldn't have come all the way to Jindong in vain!

Wenming Mountain guy,

That poison won't kill you for a while. I'll help you remove the poison later. You help me buy some more time and let me take this corpse puppet.

That kid,

Is yours!"

The blue-clothed man hesitated for a moment,

Got up,

Picked up the knife that had fallen on the ground earlier.

Even though his chest was still bleeding poisonous blood, he knew that he couldn't retreat at this time, otherwise everything would be in vain, and he might even leave his life here.

Over there,

Sha Tuo Que Shi reached out and pressed the ribs that were exposed outside,

Forcibly pushed them back in.

But his body trembled, the trend of baleful aura overflowing was suspended, but his own aura also weakened for a while.

After all, he wasn't a complete zombie like Liang Cheng, and he hadn't fully awakened yet. The limitations were indeed still very large.

The blue-clothed man smiled,

And said:

"This corpse poison, you can't解(jie - dispel)."

The old man continued to form the formation, without speaking.

"But I will still help you."

The blue-clothed man held the knife horizontally in front of him and continued:

"I don't want to die so unclearly."

There are thousands of methods in the world, and each one overcomes another.

The old man's earlier move did not have any effect, but instead pitted the blue-clothed man, but after recognizing Sha Tuo Que Shi's current identity and state, it was the old man who was more suitable to deal with him.

As the pattern on the ground gradually took shape,

Sha Tuo Que Shi vaguely felt a threat.

He wasn't a complete zombie. The problems that Liang Cheng didn't have to worry about, he needed to worry about, because that was his weakness.

But this weakness wasn't without ways to avoid it.

Last year, the princess came to Xue Haiguan, and Sha Tuo Que Shi was drawn by the aura of revenge and took the initiative to release his baleful aura, but because the princess had a firm mind and had a magical artifact on her body, if Zheng Baiye hadn't forcibly broken the princess's mind in the consciousness world, Sha Tuo Que Shi might have fallen into eternal doom at that time.

Of course, at that time, he did not directly show up and take action, for fear of being exposed by Zheng Fan.

This time,

The look in Sha Tuo Que Shi's eyes,

Began to gradually fade,

Replaced by,

The red luster representing madness and ferocity.

The old man's mouth,

Immediately widened,

Full of disbelief,

Watching his formation about to be completed,

But encountered the same scene as before;

Last time, he didn't find the qi and blood in his body;

This time,

He couldn't find the mind in Sha Tuo Que Shi's body.

Because Sha Tuo Que Shi had sealed his mind down.

At this time,

He was a zombie.

A,

Zombie without thought, without wisdom, only instinct,

You can say that his self-sealing was temporarily "downgrading" himself, but it undoubtedly made him impeccable in terms of mind.

He was intelligent before, could speak and communicate, but it was imperfect, there were loopholes, so people would get an opportunity to take advantage of.

"Roar!"

Sha Tuo Que Shi showed his fangs,

And let out a roar.

"Hao wu!"

Tian Tian, who was still sitting on Sha Tuo Que Shi's shoulder, also clenched his fists,

And "roared" in a milky voice along with him.

Sha Tuo Que Shi was now a bloodthirsty "low-level" zombie,

But he still didn't turn his head to bite the blood food on his shoulder that was carrying spiritual energy,

Because,

When he sealed himself and only had the most primitive things left,

In his mind,

What remained,

Was only one image.

Night,

Hillside,

Candle,

Altar,

He seemed to be standing by the altar, or standing behind the altar;

Then,

He saw a young guy,

Kneeling in front of his altar,

And kowtowing to him.

After sealing himself,

He forgot everything,

But he only remembered this image,

Remembered that one kowtow.

"Barbarian priests, there are three;

First, respect the barbarian gods;

Second, respect the totems;

Third, respect the yellow sand."

"What are you kowtowing to?"

"It's our custom there. When we see a prayer mat or an altar, no matter what god or Buddha it is, whether we know them or not, we kowtow to show our respect. Anyway, it's just a matter of moving our heads, it's not a loss."

"It's not a loss."

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