Chang Baye may have been so scared that he forgot about Hua Jiu.
To this day, he is still hung in mid-air by his big tail.
Hua Jiu was helpless and could only cough lightly to remind him.
"Ahem, please, Mr. Ba, please put me down first..."
Chang Baye's face turned red. Fortunately, it was dark enough so that the redness was not obvious.
"Forgive me, little sir, I was so nervous that I forgot to put you on my back."
How could Hua Jiunan blame Mr. Chang Ba who always thought of him first in everything? He smiled and said it didn't matter.
After "landing safely", he walked a few steps to the front and stood side by side with Chang Huaiyuan.
"Brother Chang, what's going on?"
Chang Huaiyuan shook his head gently.
"Sir, please forgive Chang for being stupid. He rarely knows about zombies, so I don't know why he is like this."
While the two were talking, the golden-armored corpse turned around with great difficulty, looking like a rusty machine that had not been used for more than ten years:
From time to time, there was a constant squeaking and grinding sound.
The reason for this is because of the restrictions Zhang Shizu had previously placed on the Golden Armored Corpse.
Now he was stimulated and awakened his soul, but his body was still firmly controlled by Zhang Chao.
As the two compete with each other, every movement is naturally very laborious.
By this time, the golden-armored corpse's face was covered with blood and tears.
His eyes turned with difficulty, and finally his gaze fell on Hua Jiunan.
"Please sir, please be noble and let me go free."
"When your wish is fulfilled, the young general will definitely return to his command and fight in all directions for your master!"
Although the golden armored corpse is powerful, it is in a small courtyard.
With Song Lao and Chang Huai far away, let alone Jin Jia, even if he came intact without turning into bones, he wouldn't be able to cause much trouble.
Therefore, Hua Jiunan was not afraid of him getting angry and hurting others, but took a step closer and asked with a smile.
"The general asked me to let you go free. At least you must tell me your name and what wishes you want to fulfill."
"Excuse me: if the general were to cause trouble, my sin would be great due to the influence of cause and effect."
The golden-armored corpse didn't have any extravagant hopes at first, so Hua Jiunanhui let him go without saying a word.
Because the calm young man opposite him didn't look like a reckless person.
Moreover, the other party did not mean to embarrass himself at all in what he said.
He quickly suppressed his inner emotions and began to speak.
"Sir, the young general is the sinner you call the orphan who has been waiting for more than two thousand years, Song E!"
It turns out that Song E back then was considered brave and resourceful.
After leaving the orphanage, after three years of fighting, he became a Tunqi Xiaowei (fourth-grade general in the late Han Dynasty) by virtue of his military merit.
He has never forgotten the promise he made back then, always thinking about returning home in fine clothes and marrying his sweetheart.
Unexpectedly, the war situation was tense at that time, and Song E was embarrassed to ask for leave from the coach.
After all, the other party was kind to him and promoted Song E from a commoner to the position of general.
He can only fight harder, thinking that after repaying his kindness, he can return home and reunite with his beautiful wife.
The strong are easy to break, haste makes waste!
Because Song E was eager to make meritorious deeds, he would fight bravely to be the first in every battle, until one time he was ambushed by the enemy and died on the battlefield...
The guilt and longing for his sweetheart turned into endless obsession and condensed in Song E's body.
By the time Song E regained consciousness again and crawled out of the ground, a hundred years had passed.
And he himself also transformed from a mortal general into a golden-armored zombie.
After listening to Song E's narration, everyone in Hua Jiu Nan was very sad, sighing in their hearts that fate has played a trick on people!
Chen Daji was outspoken and couldn't help but ask questions.
"Brother Jin...Brother Jin, you didn't go to the orphan's grave when you came back, so why did you lie down under someone else's house?"
"What, you're lost like my brother Guang?!"
Speaking of this incident, Song E felt sad again.
"Back then, the young general was anxious to return home. He just wanted to be with Qing'er (the orphan's nickname)."
"I stayed at her grave and stayed with her for thousands of years, never daring to be separated again! So I stayed day and night, traveling thousands of miles."
"But when I got home, I forgot to avoid the dragon vein. After the collision, I was suppressed below. Until now..."
"Damn it, you are so unlucky!" Chen Daji said as he patted the golden-armored corpse on the shoulder to express his deep sympathy.
"Next time something like this happens, remember to tell me a dream. I'll ask our dad to dig you out in the middle of the night and drive you there!"
"It's not far to go..."
The golden-armored corpse smiled bitterly at what Chen Daji said, and for a moment he didn't know how to answer.