At night, dark clouds cover the sky.

There was lightning and thunder, and heavy rain poured down.

"It hasn't rained so hard for a long time."

Jiale opened the door and looked at the heavy rain.

He has lived here for such a long time, and such heavy rain is really rare.

"Why is it raining? It must be because I drank too much water, haha."

The way Jiale entertained himself made Yang An laugh.

"Pfft."

His eyes were staring at Jiale like he was a fool.

"Then why is it snowing?"

His eyes were cold and he spoke suddenly.

"If it snows, it means God has a bad stomach."

Jiale replied without thinking.

"Senior brother, your description is so flavorful that I dare not look directly at snowball fights and building snowmen on a snowy day."

Yang An thought about that scene for a moment and couldn't help but shudder.

That scene was too strong.

"Then according to what you say, when there is thunder, Uncle Jiu farts, and when the wind blows, God is breathing. What about the earthquake?"

His eyes were filled with tears.

"Aren't earthquakes just monsters...well, you have to find a place to hide during an earthquake."

Jiale said halfway and quickly moved.

Yang An listened to the conversation between master and apprentice, and felt familiar again. It seemed that Qiu Sheng, Wen Cai and Jiu Shu had a similar way of getting along with each other.

"Master, good night."

Jiale quickly lowered his head and hurriedly hid in the house.

"Uncle Master, with such a heavy rain, will there be any problems with Master Qianhe?"

Yang An asked worriedly.

"Probably not. Junior Brother Qianhe has made complete preparations and has Nuomi to protect him, so he should be fine."

The four eyes frowned slightly, and after a moment, he replied.

The heavy rain came and went quickly. Only the moist ground and creeks on the roadside proved the existence of the heavy rain.

When I saw that the rain had stopped, I let go of my worries and went to sleep peacefully.

Yang An closed his eyes and practiced meditation in the house.

After an unknown amount of time, the peaceful wooden house was broken by a voice like a male duck.

"Help, help."

Yang An secretly thought it was bad and quickly opened the door.

I saw Wu Shilang holding the young prince in his arms, running and shouting for help.

While running, he fell down in front of Master Ikkyu's house.

"Ouch, ouch."

Wu Shilang fell to the ground, wailing in pain.

Yang An, Simu and Jiale came out and saw Master Yixiu and Qingqing helping Wu Shilang up.

"What happened?"

Master Yixiu asked quickly.

"There are zombies, there are zombies."

Wu Shilang was so frightened that he shouted quickly.

When Shimu heard this, his expression changed drastically, and he knew the source of his uneasiness that night.

"Jia Le, Yang An, go into the house and get the tools."

Simu said and ran back to the house with Yang An and the others.

At this time, Chizuru must be supported as soon as possible.

After packing their tools, the three of them arrived at Master Ikkyu's residence.

"Wu Shilang, what happened?"

Yang An stared at Wu Shilang and asked.

"The thing is like this, we were walking on the road and encountered a heavy rain..."

"Stop, pick up the key points."

Yang An interrupted Wu Shilang who was still about to talk at length.

"Thunder and lightning struck the coffin, and the zombies ran out. Master Qianhe and his disciples asked us to come over and ask for help."

Wu Shilang's words were interrupted and he wanted to lose his temper, but Yang An glared at him and quickly made a long story short.

"How is my junior brother?"

Si Mu asked quickly.

"When we ran over, the zombies were about to bite him. It was so scary."

As Wu Shilang spoke, he patted his chest gently with his orchid finger.

"where?"

Simu asked hurriedly.

"In the high woods."

"Walk."

After hearing the answer, I didn't dare waste time.

Master Yixiu knew that the zombie royal family was not easy, so he quickly instructed Qingqing on the side to use methods to detoxify corpses, and then followed him out.

Yang An and the others ran out, but suddenly stopped in their tracks.

"Jia Le, Yang An, you stay."

Yang An and Jiale stopped running with four eyes.

"Uncle, don't worry, we won't hold you back."

Yang An said quickly.

"The child has been poisoned by corpse poison and will change at any time. If the corpse changes, you can kill him with your magic sword. Go ahead."

Simu finished speaking quickly and left.

Yang An wanted to follow, but Jiale held him back.

Jiale naturally knew that what Si Mu said was only one of them. The most important thing was that the zombie royal family who was struck by lightning was not an easy person and he did not want the two of them to be in danger.

Simu told him about the strength of zombies, among which the zombie royal family is undoubtedly the best among zombies, not to mention the extraordinary strength of zombies that survive being struck by lightning.

Even an expert in training might not be his opponent, let alone these two little Qi practitioners.

Yang An sighed and returned to Master Yixiu's house with Jiale.

On the way, Master Yixiu ran out with a Zen staff, glanced at the two of them, and ran towards the high woods.

When the two returned to the house, Qingqing was already helping the young prince clean his wounds.

Seeing the two people coming in, he asked them to help pick lotus pods and light a fire to brew medicine.

Jiale took over the important task of picking lotus pods, and Yang An helped light the fire.

Until Jiale came back with the lotus pods, he and Yang An took the lotus seed core, planning to boil it and give it to the young prince.

"Ouch, ouch."

At this time, Wu Shilang in the room suddenly shuddered and his body couldn't help shaking.

"Hey, are you okay?"

Jiale glanced at Wu Shilang and asked angrily.

When Yang An heard this, he remembered that this man had also been poisoned by corpse poison.

"It's nothing, I want to take a rest."

With that said, Mr. Wu left.
To be continued...