"This thing is what he gave me before he went to Xiangxi to exorcise corpses. He told me that if he unfortunately died, he would find a real successor for him and give him the jade pendant. But after more than ten years, I still haven't fulfilled his wish. He told me that at that time, when we couldn’t even provide enough food and clothing, there wasn’t much food even during the harvest season. And if there was a cruel dry season, then an extremely cruel and sad scene would happen - eating it all. The grass and trees will eat up the cattle and sheep, and in the end, the hungry people will start killing each other. It was in this environment that witchcraft was born. The people who originally developed the witchcraft simply wanted to gain the power to communicate with the gods, so as to pray for rain from the gods and prevent these poor people from dying one after another. Later, adhering to the idea of benefiting the people, many successors of witchcraft appeared. However, as people gradually solved the problem of food and clothing, the successors of witchcraft began to have evil thoughts after gaining psychic powers. Those who insisted on using witchcraft for the benefit of the people formed one faction, and the other side wanted to The evil lich magicians who use this power to satisfy their own selfish desires have also become another faction. " When Zhang Liangsheng heard this, he couldn't help but remember that the ancient books on witchcraft that he had seen did not record anything about the Burial Master School that inherited witchcraft, and he noticed something. In that ancient book, until the end, it was only mentioned in a very vague way that there was a burial master who inherited the witchcraft, but there was no mention of specific things. "Senior Le Zheng... Could it be that evil faction..." Zhang Liangsheng looked at Le Zheng Yingtian's somewhat gloomy eyes, and heavy emotions gradually rose in his heart. "That's right, the burial masters who have inherited the witchcraft are actually the descendants of the evil witchcraft master sect. Therefore, no matter how much we search in the burial masters world, we will never find any real witchcraft masters. The successors. Because those lich magicians have always been mortals, even if they were not killed by the burial master, they would have exhausted their destiny and been buried in the earth." Speaking of this, Lezheng Yingtian also felt a little emotional, saying, "Even if they have descendants, I'm afraid they are still living anonymously in this world. Once their true identity is discovered, let alone being spurned and ostracized by ordinary people. If they are buried If the teacher knows about it, he will definitely be killed. In such a harsh environment, how could a true heir stand up and say that he was the descendant of an authentic witch sorcerer? Although I promised that person that I would find a descendant for him, but how easy is it? In the worst case scenario, he might be the last true lich sorcerer. " As the saying goes, good people rarely live long, and bad people live for thousands of years. This is not unreasonable. Evil people will do whatever it takes to achieve their own goals. There is no principle of good or evil at all. The rules for maintaining stability and order in the world are just a blank piece of paper to them, without any binding force. On the contrary, good people face such bad people, just like lambs waiting to be slaughtered, and they can only die powerlessly and miserably. Although Zhang Liangsheng is not a descendant of the witchcraft wizard, but hearing the story told by Le Zheng Yingtian, he can't help but feel a little disappointed and bitter in his heart. In fact, it was precisely because he was so familiar with this that he did not choose to be a messenger of justice. In this cannibal world, this kind of behavior is the most taboo thing, and it often leads to death. "Stop talking about this, why hasn't anyone from the Gongsun family sent anyone over for so long? Could something have happened?" Zhang Liangsheng is also a little confused. It stands to reason that if the Gongsun family finds out that there is a conflict here, they will definitely send someone over to rescue the little monk and the others as soon as possible. But now they see that the two of them are in a desperate situation. But there is still no movement, which will inevitably make people suspicious. And when they were thinking this, a low and gentle voice came from behind them. "Because there is nothing we can do." Zhang Liangsheng was startled, then looked back and saw Lian'er slowly walking over. She has also changed out of her clothes at this moment. She is no longer wearing a gorgeous vermilion dress. She has put on the uniform of the Gongsun family. She is wearing a black robe, a tight black shirt and short skirt, and a pair of white shorts. Her beautiful legs were exposed, and she was wearing a pair of short deerskin boots underneath. He hadn't seen Lian'er for a while, but when he looked at her face again, he found that her face was also full of exhaustion, and there was a weak bitter smile at the corner of her mouth. "Girl, what do you say? Isn't this the jurisdiction of your Gongsun family? If you say that you can't deal with this Uncle Qian, I don't believe it." "It's not about whether we can deal with it, Uncle Lezheng, it's about us not being able to take action." Having said that, Lian'er also explained in a low voice to the three of them. After listening, Le Zhengying nodded with enlightenment. Looking at Qian Xiebo, he also gritted his teeth, "Damn, I didn't expect this guy to be like this." cunning." Guyu, however, looked a little confused when he heard this. He frowned and said, "Even so, if Ancient Master Gongsun comes forward, there is no way that Uncle Qian will not give the Ancient Master face, right?"Before Lian'er could say anything more, Zhang Liangsheng said, "I'm afraid it has something to do with this family funeral conference, right?" Lian'er smiled weakly and did not answer, but she could be regarded as silently acknowledging this fact. "Family burial meeting?" Gu Yu frowned and looked at Zhang Liangsheng with her beautiful eyes. "I'm afraid that this time there will be younger members of the Gongsun family participating in the family burial meeting, and if you say those from the Xiangxi Corpse Exorcist School won't participate, I won't believe it. Let's not talk about whether it will damage the reputation of the Gongsun family. Just talk about whether the ancient master Gongsun will threaten the younger generations at the funeral family meeting. This cannot be guaranteed. " Guyu thought for a while, and then seemed to understand what Zhang Liangsheng meant, and said, "You mean, if Ancient Master Gongsun oppresses Uncle Qian here, it is very likely that the juniors of the Xiangxi Corpse Exorcist School will fight against him at the funeral ceremony." The younger members of the Gongsun family take revenge?" Zhang Liangsheng smiled softly and said, "At least this possibility is not zero. No matter how powerful the Gongsun family is, there are clear rules for the burial family conference. This time, only young burial masters under six burial days can participate in the funeral family conference. Conference, and at low levels, I’m afraid the advantages of people from the corpse-driving school are obvious.” Le Zheng Yingtian said, "Even if you don't do it openly, in secret... you can hardly guarantee that the corpse exorcists will not play dirty tricks, or that this is their favorite thing to do, you Say so?" Guyu couldn't help but bite his silver teeth in anger and said coldly, "These guys who are as dirty as cockroaches are not worthy of becoming burial masters at all!" Lian'er forced a smile and said immediately, "Then I will go and contact the people of the big family. If you want to go back, you should do it as soon as possible. If you stay here, you will inevitably encounter some dangers." Zhang Liangsheng and others felt a little sorry when they looked at Lian'er's tired Qianying. Gu Yu wanted to stand up and support the little monk, but her father was silent here, so it was not appropriate for her to do so. And she is not stupid. She knows how much trouble it will bring to the family if she acts rashly. The Xiangxi Corpse Exorcism School is different from other schools. Once provoked, the revenge will be overwhelming. "It's not good, be careful!"Suddenly, there was an exclamation from an unknown source, and Zhang Liangsheng and others also looked at the battlefield following this cry - Huangfu Junhao had gradually become exhausted in physical strength and spiritual energy during the long battle. Due to an oversight, he was bitten on the shoulder by a tiger-headed zombie that rushed towards him. Immediately, the zombie tore hard and actually tore off a piece of bloody flesh from his shoulder! "It's not good, he can't hold it anymore!" Guyu's face turned pale and he said urgently. And when she subconsciously pressed her palm on her waist, a strong big hand suddenly covered her. Guyu couldn't help being startled, and when he looked up, he saw his father's serious face and slowly shook his head. "But daddy..." Guyu was like a little girl about to cry, begging her father. "Gu Yu, let's wait a little longer. If...it really comes to a life-or-death moment, I will take action, okay?" Le Zheng Yingtian felt a little sad when he saw his kind daughter's sad look. He gently stroked his daughter's head and couldn't help but sigh deeply. I haven't felt this kind of useless feeling for a long time. The little monk saw Huangfu Junhao's injured and screaming look, and finally couldn't hold it back any longer. He clasped his hands together and pressed the beads in his palms. "Donor! I'll come to save you right away!" An anxious cry rang out from the little monk, and he immediately glanced at the little spirit fox hiding on him, with tears on his face. He immediately closed his eyes in concentration, and immediately saw his palms holding the beads together. There was a burst of dazzling golden light, and the little monk immediately touched the little spirit fox's forehead with his palm. "Woo..." The little spirit fox was frightened by the strange golden light, but when she saw the little monk opening his eyes and showing a warm smile, the fear in her heart seemed to be dispelled. few. "Don't worry, female donor, I won't hurt you." The little spirit fox looked at the little monk for a long time, and then he also retracted his hands in front of his chest and slowly closed his eyes. The moment the little monk's palms touched the little spirit fox's forehead, a golden streak suddenly appeared. The light body started to flow down slowly from the top of the little spirit fox's head like water, and finally formed a golden light shield like a silkworm chrysalis, surrounding her whole body. After setting up a barrier to protect the little spirit fox, the little monk immediately looked at Huangfu Junhao on the other side, and saw that his face was full of pain, and he was holding the injured shoulder at the moment - if it was already The blood was flowing, and even the bones were clearly visible."Aww——" Facing the roaring zombies rushing up, Huangfu Junhao also roared angrily, and used his last bit of strength to swing the unparalleled Longyun Sword in his hand and slashed hard. The zombie was immediately split in two from head to tail, turning into His legs were paralyzed and his flesh was rotten. After taking a few steps back quickly, Huangfu Junhao and the little monk also joined together. "Young hero, are you okay! You, you are seriously injured! Now let's leave it to the poor monk! The poor monk will protect you!"