"How about we dig a hole and hide in the coffin like this?"

"Bullshit! Do you want to go out and fight with those big guys outside?"

Zhou Fan, who was hiding in the coffin, asked out of curiosity, but saw Zhou Daozhi blowing his beard and staring back at him.

Zhou Fan followed the big pit he crawled in and glanced at the dense black shadows outside the cemetery, feeling his scalp numb.

He smiled awkwardly and shook his head resolutely, saying that he would not go out until he died.

"Should we throw him out?"

Zhou Fan always felt a little guilty about sitting on a corpse and occupying a magpie's nest and someone else's coffin.

"Don't mess around! These corpses will turn into corpses as soon as they leave the cemetery. I'm afraid we will die faster!"

When Zhou Daozhi heard that Zhou Fan was going to throw the body out, he almost couldn't help but give him a shudder in the head.

He was afraid that Zhou Fan would mess up, so he reminded him and explained the reason.

"Um? Will it turn into a corpse?"

Zhou Fan felt his scalp numb when he heard this, and after complaining, he didn't act rashly again.

"You, old man, should take some of this! It's good for recuperating your injuries!"

Zhou Fan took out the ambergris and handed it to Zhou Daozhi beside him to explain. He also took out a mouthful of ambergris and ate it to heal his wounds.

Zhou Daozhi took the ambergris and smelled it and immediately felt refreshed.

He is also a person who knows things, and he can tell at a glance that the half of Zhou Fan's residual fragrance is a good thing.

Without any time to think about it, he immediately swallowed ambergris and closed his eyes to heal his wounds.

Both he and Zhou Fan were seriously injured. In fact, Zhou Daozhi had already injured his origin, and his life might have been lost if he had not been able to heal his injuries in time.

Fortunately, the ambergris that Zhou Fan took out saved his life. After refining the ambergris, he shamelessly asked Zhou Fan for two more pieces of ambergris.

Zhou Fan was not stingy. Not only did he give him ambergris, but he also took out all the bottles and jars he had collected and some healing herbs for him to choose carefully.

With the wealthy Zhou Fan around, it would be difficult for Zhou Daozhi to recover.

In this way, most of the day passed, and the injuries in the two people's bodies finally stabilized.

Returning to its heyday will not happen overnight.

After recovering from his internal injuries, Zhou Fan took out a large number of forbidden stones.

Zhou Daozhi was also shocked by Zhou Fan's lavish wealth, but he didn't ask any more questions. After all, he was his grandson, and what he had was his own, so there was no psychological burden on him when using it.

In this way, a large amount of forbidden energy was absorbed by Zhou Fan and Zhou Daozhi, and the forbidden energy in their bodies was rapidly recovering.

However, the two of them did not notice that the corpse under them seemed to be slowly absorbing the forbidden energy.

After a cup of tea, Zhou Fan, who had recovered most of his forbidden energy, felt someone scratching his butt.

"Grandpa! Can you, old man, stop being so evil?"

Zhou Fan reminded Zhou Daozhi beside him with black lines on his head!

Zhou Daozhi opened his eyes suspiciously when he heard this, but suddenly his body was shaken and his face turned red.

"You bastard! How dare you grab your grandpa's ass!"

Zhou Daozhi shouted angrily and stood up instantly, hitting his head directly on the coffin lid.

Zhou Fan raised his hands and stood up, hunched over and looking at his grandfather Zhou Daozhi's wrinkled arms and lowered his head suspiciously.

"Fuck!"

"It's a fake corpse!"

With just one glance, Zhou Fan exclaimed in fright.

He rushed out of the wooden coffin in an instant, but the dry arms grabbing his butt ripped off his pants.

With a tearing sound, Zhou Fan felt a chill on his buttocks.

"Damn! Shameless!"

He complained, and immediately took out a pair of pants from the skull seal space and put them on immediately.

"Help!"

At this time, Zhou Daozhi, who was one step slower, rushed out of the tomb, but was dragged into the wooden coffin by a pair of withered arms grabbing his pants.

Zhou Fan was startled and quickly mobilized the vines to wrap around him. With a tearing sound, Zhou Daozhi was successfully rescued but his pants were not saved.

"Hurry up and get a pair of pants for grandpa!"

Zhou Fan took out items out of thin air and got himself a brand new pair of pants. Zhou Daozhi already knew that he had a Sumeru space similar to a storage ring.

So after covering his important parts, he immediately asked Zhou Fan for pants.

Zhou Fan, the somewhat irritating old man, didn't like to appreciate it, so he quickly took out a black robe and threw it to the old man.

"Just make do with what you wear for now! I'll look for any pants later!"

Zhou Fan prepared a lot of black robes, but only a few pairs of trousers.

After he saw the old man rushing out of the wooden coffin, he had no time to look carefully for his pants.

"Damn! Did you just give me a leaky thing?"

It was freezing and snowy, and the wind was biting. Zhou Daozhi shivered, and while complaining, he quickly put on his black robe.

It's better than nothing, let's block the important positions first.

"boom!"

"Boom boom boom..."

Not far away, Zhou Fan and Lao Bangzi were already fighting together. The corpse-turned-Old Bangzi had thick scales all over his body and seemed invulnerable.

The deathly gray eyes stared at Zhou Fan, sending a chill down his spine.

Lao Bangzi looks like an old man with a withered face. He looks like he is skinny and bones, and the pupils in his deep-set eye sockets are still well preserved.

However, Zhou Fan felt that looking at a skeleton was better than looking at a gray dead fish's eyes. The power of the old stick was extremely strong. Even if Zhou Fan used all his strength, he could only protect himself and could not seriously injure the old stick.

"Damn! This thing is very difficult to handle!"

"Quickly retreat!"

Zhou Daozhi cursed and told Zhou Fan to retreat quickly.

But before the two of them could escape, there were black shadows rushing towards them from all around.

"Trouble! Why did these damn things appear again!"

Zhou Daozhi cursed, wondering why he was carrying it so hard today. Although the cemetery was very dangerous in the past, so many shadow demons came out at once.

The most important thing is that Lao Bangzi, who transformed into a corpse this time, seems to be extremely powerful. Those scales with a cold light don't need to be asked to know that the opponent's bloodline is awakened from dragon scales.

This thing's defense is stronger than his blue light shield, and it's like a human-shield-level boss.

He seemed to have given himself a slap in the face, secretly cursing himself for picking such a troublesome guy.

Before he could continue to complain, Wuyangyang's shadow demons had already surrounded Zhou Daozhi.

He knew that Shadow Demon could not be killed by ordinary power, so he used Sky Eye Speed ​​to shoot out blue flames without hesitation.

"boom!"

"Boom boom boom!"

Not far away, Zhou Fan was still fighting with Old Bangzi. He tried using the flame of the green lantern, but found that Old Bangzi was not afraid of fire.

Zhou Fan, who cursed secretly, could only choose to confront the opponent head-on, but found that he could not gain any advantage.

In desperation, he could only urge the vines to wrap around Lao Bangzi.

And the countless black shadows surrounding him were also rushing towards him at this moment.

Zhou Fan also knew how strange those black shadows were, so he used the green lantern without hesitation.

As the green flames spread and swept across, the black figures that rushed towards Zhou Fan were all burned into ashes.

At this time, he was caught off guard and was immediately knocked down by Lao Bangzi.

Zhou Fan was also a little confused when he was suddenly knocked against the wall.

Seeing Lao Bangzi showing his sharp teeth and wanting to have close contact with him, he was frightened and instantly took out his white sword.

But before he could use the sword-drawing technique, a deafening beast roar sounded.

"Roar!"

"Get out of the way!"

"boom!"

Before Zhou Fan could react, he was knocked away by his father Zhou Daozhi.

The terrifying air wave almost blasted the two of them together with Lao Bangzi into the tomb.
To be continued...