Cold days always make people fall asleep quickly.

Covering with a quilt with remaining warmth, Chen Yang closed his eyes for dozens of breaths and fell asleep directly.

That night, he had a dream.

The early morning sun shines through the curtains and shines on Chen Yang's eyelids.

Chen Yang's eyes turned, and finally woke up from the harassment of the sun.

Chen Yang got out of bed and stretched his body, relaxing his muscles and brittle bones.

After washing up, Chen Yang's face suddenly turned pale.

He looks at health: [10%]

Well, this must be the work of Sister Xia He.

At this moment, Xia He's voice sounded in his mind: "I live in the ring on your index finger. If you have anything, you can contact me through the contract.

I would like to remind you that I absorb your yang energy once more to cast spells to keep me rational.

If you want to maintain my trump card, your yang energy twice this day is indispensable.

So, grow up quickly.”

Chen Yang raised his hand and looked at the ordinary stone ring that appeared out of thin air on his index finger.

"Good guy, he's the ring old man, I'm the ring big sister."

Chen Yang shook his head, but he had no intention of really blaming Xia He.

As mentioned before, Xia He needs to absorb the vitality of one unit of his body to maintain it. The additional unit of yang energy can be stored to supplement Xia He's reduced rationality when casting spells.

Without this layer of guarantee, once Chen Yang encounters danger, Xia He takes action and will recover for a long time.

What should I do if Chen Yang encounters danger again during this period?

The two signed a life-and-death contract, and Xia He will definitely take action.

But if Xia He takes action again during the recovery period, he will definitely be crazy and may do something irrational.

By then, Chen Yang's life will be a little dangerous.

If Xia He doesn't engage in sustainable development and directly sucks him dry, there is nothing he can do. They can only go to the underworld together.

"It's better to store more yang energy."

Chen Yang washed up and prepared to go to the martial arts hall to practice martial arts. By the way, he asked Senior Brother Mo to bring the things he bought.

But before he could go down the mountain, someone came up at the foot of the mountain.

They were two people wearing black clothes, with a knife around their waists, and a sharp look.

One of them took out the token: "The Demon Slaying Office is in action, please cooperate with the work. If anyone refuses to follow, behead him!"

On the token, the word "Demon" is profound and profound, and the person who speaks out is even more stern, leaving no trace of emotion.

Chen Yang's pupils shrank. He could not have expected that the person who came to the Demon Slayer was so fast that what happened yesterday had arrived today.

What is the ritual of Master Yun? How can he lead the imperial devil corps to dispatch when it is destroyed?

Such tracking methods do not seem to be mastered by warriors no matter how hard they are.

Could it be that there are other professions in this world? Are you a cultivator?

Or is it a ability similar to Xia He?

With his eyes shaking a few times, Chen Yang knew that he could not continue to be dazed, and immediately said, "I wonder what happened to the two masters from the Demon Slayer who came to my little Taoist temple?"

"My name is Hu San, his name is Wu Si. Are you the master of this Taoist temple?"

“For now, yes.”

"Is there something strange happened yesterday?"

"Well, there was some strange noise in the main hall, but I was sleeping well, so I didn't care. Maybe something was wrong there."

"lead the way."

Chen Yang led the two of them, opened the gate of the main hall, and then panicked, "How did this coffin become like this? How did these three mummies come from?"

The two of them looked at each other, and Hu San pulled out the long sword and crossed it in front of Chen Yang's neck: "Please be honest and don't move around, otherwise the sword will not have eyes."

Chen Yang nodded in a hurry: "I don't know anything, don't kill me."

This time he performed very realistically, after all, the knife was really on his neck.

Wu Si squatted down, checked the body, and then checked the place where the coffin was destroyed. He violently pushed open the coffin and saw the magic circle carved under the coffin.

"In order to survive, these remnants really do not leave any remaining energy. They dare to use such transformation rituals. Fortunately, they did not attract any strange existences, so they did not cause any tragedy."

Wu Si breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Chen Yang who was held by a knife: "What does the person in the coffin have to do with you?"

"He is my master and the original owner of this Taoist temple. But he suddenly died six days ago. Before he died, he pulled me to his bed and said that the coffin cannot be buried now, so he will stay under the statue of the ancestor for seven days before he can continue to be buried and be buried in peace."

As soon as these words were said, Hu San sneered: "It's really easy to plot. I want to return to my soul for the first seven times, replenish the three souls and seven spirits, and then transform the corpse. With this ritual transformation, I can have the rationality of a strange person at the beginning and can maintain it for about a year.

There is no need to eat people, there is time to plan, do some major cases, and it is covered by rituals.

The Demon Slaying Office could not find its trace, but unfortunately God did not leave him a way out." Hu San looked at the three mummies beside the coffin.

"The three of them pried open the coffin, destroyed the ritual, and leaked their breath. The three souls and seven spirits were not complete, and the corpse was transformed unexpectedly. The ritual was not completely transformed. Not only did the zombie body have problems, but reason can be maintained for at most for a few days.

And after sucking people's blood, he couldn't help but continue to commit crimes.

No matter where he runs, just pay attention to where someone turns into a mummy, he can't escape.

As for you... it's very suspicious."

Chen Yang was stunned, wondering why he was suspected, and looked puzzled: "What does it have to do with me? I am just an orphan he adopted."

At this time, Wu Si added: "I was surprised that after he transformed into a zombie, he did not transform you into a zombie."

"Can I ask, why do you think I have to be transformed into a zombie by the Taoist priest? Instead of his old love, letting me go?"

Hu San smiled and made a small hole on the back of his hand. Blood gushed out, emitting a faint fragrance that ordinary people cannot smell: "Because you have a thin blood constitution, unless you have to, the Taoist priest will not let you go."

"What's the meaning?"

Chen Yang covered his wound and said in confusion.

"Boy, thin blood is a rare supplement for those demons. Your blood always exudes an attractive fragrance for them. Even if you are not injured, your smell will still attract the attention of those human-eating monsters.

If you transform someone with your physique into a member of a monster, your potential will be higher than other monsters who rely on their energy to become a spirit over time.
Chapter completed!