An Yi slept very heavily. For the first time, he even had a dream. In the dream, he traveled through the world again, but it was not "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio", but a movie I saw in my previous life, a zombie series called Lin Zhengying. In the dream, he replaced Lin Zhengying and experienced the same plot as in the movie.

"I finally didn't meditate and practiced, and wanted to have a good sleep, but I didn't expect that I had a big dream of spring and autumn all night. It was strange. Isn't this practitioner not able to dream? Did my practice go backwards?" An Yi wondered.

This practice emphasizes the unity of body and spirit, while dreaming is the soul wandering, which will deplete the spirit and energy. Therefore, practitioners generally do not dream unless their cultivation is reversed or there is any warning.

The warning is probably impossible. After all, the scene in this dream is all about the plot of the movie. Any warning can be given? An Yi shook his head and shook his doubts away, thinking that he would go down the mountain to solve his residence first.

At this time, An Yi noticed the scenery around him, but he couldn't help but be stunned: "Is this... traveling through time again?"

Although there were still mountains around, there was no trace of autumn scene. And it was afternoon. He was lying on the ground, with soil bulging around him, and it was clearly a cemetery. The villages in the distance also changed, as if they were like a small town, with people coming and going, but most of them were dressed in the Republic of China.

"This is?!"

An Yi's heart moved and subconsciously summoned the Book of Heaven. On the first page, the purple light that had been restored in "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio" had disappeared.

"How is it possible? It is obvious that the purple light is not full yet, so how can it travel through time? And why isn't it where I left?"

Suddenly, An Yi's heart moved, and he turned down the page and found that the small words "Mr. Zombie, Taoist Master Maoshan" on the second page were listed.

"Is it that dream? The Lin Zhengying series? This heavenly book can travel to other worlds again?" An Yi was shocked.

The memory given to Anyi before the Book of Heaven was only to introduce the differences in the rules and the energy required to travel through time, but he did not say how this traveling through the world came about, nor did he mention that he could travel through time again. So he always thought that he could only interact with the world of Stories from a Chinese Studio in reality, but now...

"Since it's not just a Chinese Studio, does that mean that you can travel through other worlds? What is the opportunity to open the world for the first time?" An Yi thought about what happened before and after traveling through the world twice, and found that he had not found any similarities at all.

"I don't know if this world was created by the Book of Heaven or whether it was opened up to a world similar to the story."

Pressing his tangled eyebrows, An Yi turned his gaze to the town at the foot of the mountain and murmured: "If it is made, then is this Mr. Zombie? The Supreme Zombie? Or Mr. Linghuan? Or is it a collection of the entire Lin Zhengying series? Or is it a combination of several videos? If it is a similar world, will the plot still come to you?"

With a light sigh, Anyi took back the heavenly book, sorted out her clothes, and walked down the mountain: "No matter what, you still need to see it with your own eyes to know."

When he came to the town, An Yi began to worry again. He had no money!

Looking at the pedestrians coming and going, An Yi pondered for a while, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed through the things in the space, smiled and said to himself: "Human thoughts cannot be too rigid. You must know to use existing resources. What should you sell? Mobile phones? No, no, too high-end. Tents? I guess they can't sell for a few dollars. If you have them, it's all." An Yi touched it casually and a lighter appeared in his hand.

When he came to the pawnshop, An Yi didn't expect that a diesel lighter would be worth hundreds of oceans in this era.

"If you have no money in the future, it's good to be a second-hand dealer. For example, if you transport a batch of mirrors to sell them to Liaozhai, how much gold will you have to exchange for?" An Yi weighed the ocean in his hand and thought to himself.

Suddenly, An Yi frowned and thoughtful in his eyes: "This world is even more similar to the history of the earth. I wonder if it will evolve into China in the future?"

"Bun, hot bun!" An Yi's thoughts were interrupted, and she touched her hungry belly. An Yi walked forward and said, "Boss, come a few buns."

"Okay, how many do you want? What stuffing do you have? I have leeks, eggs, pork and green onions..." The middle-aged vendor smiled.

"Just five, leeks and eggs." An Yi answered casually and asked, "Master, can you ask about something?"

"What's the matter? You said, as long as I know, I will keep it to you." The vendor said while handing the packed buns to An Yi.

An Yi took it casually and paid the money and said, "It's nothing, it's just like you ask if there is anything strange happening in this town, or someone else's death, and whether there are Taoist priests here."

The vendor looked at An Yi in surprise, not knowing what he asked about this, but he still replied: "It's so strange that I haven't heard of it. As for the dead, there was one three months ago, but it had been buried long ago. Taoist priest, are you talking about Uncle Jiu? It's just in the charity village not far from the west of the town."

Looking along the vendor's finger, he saw that it was a road that went straight to the outside of the town, which was exactly the opposite direction he was coming. An Yi nodded: "Thank you, uncle, I wonder if the ninth uncle is surnamed Lin?"

"That's right, young man, have you heard of Uncle Jiu's name?"

"Come to come with the name, come with the name." An Yi responded casually and asked again: "I wonder if there is a Mr. Ren Fa in the town? His daughter is Ren Yingying?"

The middle-aged vendor nodded repeatedly: "Young man knows a lot. You can't come for that Miss Ren, right? Look at your outfit, it looks like a big city. Miss Ren is beautiful and beautiful, but she is very compatible with the little brother."

"Where is where, uncle is joking. I have something to do, so I will leave first." After knowing what I wanted to know, An Yi did not stop and turned around and walked towards the charity village outside the town.

According to what is known now, this world is undoubtedly "Mr. Zombie". The general plot of this Mr. Zombie is: The wealthy and noble gentry Ren Fa's father was threatened and tempted to obtain a Feng Shui treasure land. After being guided by Mr. Feng Shui, his father was buried twenty years later and his grave was rebuilt to benefit his descendants. The Taoist lord Jiu was invited to help with this matter. The coffin was opened and the body was not rotten. Uncle Jiu was suspicious and ordered his apprentice Wencai and Qiu Sheng to take care of it. Late at night, Ren Fa was killed by the zombie. Wen

In order to protect his lover, he was poisoned by the body, and he almost turned into a zombie. Qiu Sheng was confused by the passionate female ghost. Uncle Jiu was not malicious and rescued the female ghost from the zombie. So Qiu Sheng let the female ghost go. When the zombie came to Uncle Jiu's house and wanted to bite his granddaughter, Uncle Jiu arrived and subdued the zombie with his apprentice Qiu Sheng. However, the zombie was too strong and the two could not deal with it. Just when Uncle Jiu was defeated, the junior brother drove the zombie to the Taoist priest. The three of them worked together to burn the zombie to death.

But according to the name in the Book of Heaven, I am afraid that this world is not that simple. I walked and ate, thinking about things in my heart, and unconsciously came to the outside of the charity village. At this time, the sun had set.

After wiping the rice dumps at the corner of his mouth, An Yi knocked on the door: "Is anyone here?"

As soon as my hand touched the door, I found that the door was creaking and it was knocked open with a crack, and it turned out that it was not locked inside.

An Yi subconsciously pushed the door open, but as soon as the door opened, he was startled.

I saw corpses wearing Qing Dynasty official uniforms jumping around, with green faces and fangs stretching out two straight arms. There were two people in the zombie group shouting and hiding everywhere. One of them was also wearing Qing Dynasty official robe. If it weren't for his actions, he might have regarded him as a zombie.

An Yi's heart moved. Isn't this the scene from the beginning of "Mr. Zombies".

These zombies were customers of Uncle Jiu's junior brother. They were killed by Ao Sheng's prank, and the oil lamp riot was destroyed.

When An Yi saw this scene, he thought to himself that in this world, Uncle Jiu is equivalent to the protagonist. Should he have a good relationship with him?

He smiled, An Yi didn't hesitate, touched his back with his hand, and took advantage of the Chinese scene and took out the Chunyang Sword from the space, but did not sheath it. After all, this was the corpse driven by the Taoist who drove the corpse, and it was inevitable that it would be troublesome if it was broken.

An Yi shouted loudly: "Don't be afraid of two brothers." He turned around and joined the battle group, flexibly shuttled through the corpse group, and slapped the zombies with his sword from time to time. Then he saw the zombies trip or slapped them, which really solved the disaster between Wencai and his friends for a while.

At this time, An Yi's screams also alarmed Uncle Jiu and the Taoist who drove the corpse. When they saw the zombies in the room, they were shocked. However, when they saw a figure shuttle back and forth between the corpses, they couldn't help but be stunned: "Wencai, who is that person?" Uncle Jiu asked, "Wencai, who is that person?"

Wencai shook his head and said, "I don't know, I just came in from outside the door."

Uncle Jiu nodded and said, "It must be because he passed by here and happened to meet you in danger, so he used help." Then he turned his head and said to the corpse-driven Taoist, "Junior brother, let's go and help now. Like him, he can't control the zombies in the end, but he will be exhausted."

"Okay." The Taoist of the Corpse Drive agreed, and the two of them made several moves in an orderly manner, used their magic power to extend their hands at the same time, but the only difference was that Uncle Jiu stretched out his finger, while the Taoist of the Corpse Drive just stretched out his fist.

Uncle Jiu looked at the fist of the Taoist who drove the corpse, and a hint of anger flashed in his eyes, and he glared at him fiercely.

The Taoist who drove the corpse smiled awkwardly, quickly stretched out his fingers and slid his comfortable battle circle. Seeing that he didn't pay attention to this, he breathed a sigh of relief. He said intimidly: Fortunately, he was not embarrassed in front of others.

The joining of the two immediately reduced An Yi's pressure, and the zombies were subdued in just a minute.

Uncle Jiu handed over the rest to the Taoist who drove the corpse, came to Anyi and looked at him. He had just observed it because Anyi had not had a good time in the battle, but now he realized that Anyi was very young, and was dressed in extraordinary clothes, with a hint of surprise flashing on his face.

PS: Thank you Da Ye for your reward~ (please recommend it by the way, please collect it...)

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