After a while, Third Uncle got on the bus. I quickly got on a small yellow car and followed behind him. For the entire morning, Third Uncle sat in the carriage, got off the carriage, and then sat in the carriage. It was hard to tell where he was heading to.

It was silly to let me ride on the bike after him. How could I be thankful that Third Uncle was on the bus and was travelling on and off fixed routes. Even if I'm slow, I can roughly determine where the car is from the traffic.

However, even when I followed Third Uncle to a remote area, the bus was still moving forward, not stopping at all. I wondered, since when did the village have a bus?

Finally, the car stopped halfway up the mountain. Third Uncle got off the car. I threw the small yellow carriage by the side of the road and started to follow him on foot.

Third Uncle didn't seem to be able to eat for a long time. Isn't he hungry? I'm physically and mentally exhausted. I'm hungry and tired at the same time. And in the emptiness of this wilderness, not to mention humans, there was not even a shadow of a ghost.

I still can't get too close to Third Uncle, I'm afraid that he will notice me, but I can't stay too far away either.

We finally arrived at a place that looked like a temple. When he saw that the door was shut tightly without knocking, he somehow disappeared from the entrance. I was stunned by what I saw!

Could this be Third Uncle's new skill? It was as if he had suddenly appeared out of nowhere! However, this thought was immediately rejected by me. If Third Uncle really turned into a ghost, then he wouldn't even need to ride a bus and would just fly here.

However, he did look a bit strange these two days. I couldn't tell what was wrong with him.

Standing at the entrance, I could see the words "Limitless Temple" on the signboard. I estimate this wall to be more than 3 meters tall! I can't even climb the wall.

I really don't understand why these ancient buildings are so tall and difficult to climb up to. You said that hundreds of years ago, people were all carrying livestock. How much money and material resources would be needed to make it so difficult for someone like me, who came to visit in the future, to even think of entering through a door!

Who knows how big it is inside. If this Taoist temple looks big, then in fact, if I were to meet with Third Uncle here, it would be awkward!

I sat under the tree, anxious, but I didn't know what to do. The anxiety in my heart only made me feel like an ant on a hot pan.

As I was fretting, a teenager in a Taoist robe and a peaked hat opened the door and slowly walked out. He held a large broom that was almost as tall as he was and looked like he was about to sweep the floor in front of the door.

He saw me sitting under a tree outside the temple and looked at me curiously. I walked in front of him and said, "Little guy, did you guys get a beard just now?"

The little Daoist rejected me and said, "I don't know what you're talking about. Who are you? Why did you come to our Limitless Temple!"

I took out a piece of candy from my pocket and handed it over to him. "That person is my third uncle, I don't know what he came here for, he's actually a Taoist as well, I really want to learn Taoism from him, but he won't teach me!"

After the little Daoist took the candy, his expression became much better. He said, "That person should be a friend of my master. Is he your Third Uncle?" Then why didn't you go in and find him! "

I had an embarrassed expression as I replied, "Ai, I was born stupid. Third Uncle was afraid that I wouldn't be able to learn Dao Arts and would waste his time. Can you help me see what Third Uncle is doing inside?"

The little Daoist nodded and went in to help me look after Third Uncle. I suddenly felt that after going through the nightmare, I had the potential to become a swindler.

After a while, the little Daoist excitedly ran out and said, "Your Third Uncle went out with my master. I don't know where they went, nor do the other Seniors."

I scratched my head and asked, "When did they leave? Why haven't I seen them?"

"Master took another route, and sometimes, if Master wanted to go out, he would have to walk, and use a Tao technique to disappear on the spot." The little Daoist began to sweep the ground, "Ai, I have to work. If you can't do it, then come to our temple and wait. Sometimes, it will take your master ten days to come back."

Where did Third Uncle go? Now that the clues were cut off, there was no point in me staying here. I could only tell the little Daoist that I should just go home and wait for Third Uncle.

Along the way, I slowly descended the mountain. The air in the mountain was so fresh that even breathing was very easy. In fact, I was rather envious of these people who lived in the mountains, being able to get close to nature every day. The only bad thing about this place is that it was too desolate.

However, it seemed that there wouldn't be many people living in a place like the fairyland. If there were many people, it would become a busy city!

When I reached the foot of the mountain, I heard a strange cry. I felt as if I had heard this voice somewhere, and as I stood there trying to remember where I had heard it, the owner of the voice came running up to me!

"Roar …"

Seven to eight green-faced, fanged zombies stretched out their white claws and arrived in front of me. I hadn't seen any zombies for a long time.

I was really too surprised. F * ck, I actually bumped into the lowest zombie in the ghost club! This made me doubt the working ability of this Taoist temple, or rather, this so-called Limitless Monastery is basically just a sheep's head selling dog meat!

Just as quickly as that.

The zombie that ran the fastest was about to bite me. I took a few steps back, picked up a large rock from the grass, and threw it at the zombie!

"Bam!"

It hit the center of the target, causing the zombie to be knocked off course and heavily fall onto the ground!

I wanted to throw more stones, but the zombies were too close to me, it was too late! I had no choice but to scamper off. Right now, I can't wait to possess the body to practice sprinting, allowing me to use a hundred meters of sprinting speed to leave this damned place!

It's just that these sticky zombies are surprisingly fast. Sometimes, even I don't understand why our Chinese zombies can't be as leisurely as foreign zombies.

Look at the zombies outside the city. They are moving targets, and moving slowly is very weak!

Looking at the items I'm facing, I won't complain anymore. They are all over two meters tall! My doubt is that if a man dies and becomes a zombie, can he grow more calcium?

He's as nimble as a hound when he runs, damn it, he's treating me like his prey!

Sigh, he secretly sighed. Run, Pikachu!

I ran for my life towards the bottom of the mountain. Unfortunately, I was blocked by zombies.

He was right next to me, and with a push of his paw, I fell!

Within a few breaths of time, the zombies surrounded me!

I grabbed a curved wooden stick from the ground, stood up and threw it at the zombies that were besieging me. It was a pity that I was too confident in my strength, and that I underestimated the zombie's ability to resist attacks.

A zombie reached out his hand to let me smash it, then he blocked it as if nothing had happened. He grabbed the stick with his other hand and pulled forcefully, snatching it away from my hand.

"Ao! Ao! Ao!"

He had a big mouth that stank like a ditch from a mouth full of fangs, and something like a gas bomb made me sick.

Following which, the wooden stick that was as thick as my arm was easily snapped into two halves by him. He threw the two halves of the wooden stick onto the ground and looked at me arrogantly.

It was only then that I realized that the zombies I met today were not ordinary. They seemed to have more intelligence and combat strength than the zombies I saw earlier!

I am a trash with a fighting strength of less than 5, but this time I have come to strengthen zombies! I really want to say to the Ghost King, what are you doing, using this kind of strength, do you mean you want to kill a pig and use a butcher's knife!?

I feel that at this point, any resistance I make is futile, because whatever I do is a waste of time! I might as well save some strength, it's just that I don't know if the zombies will eat me, or bite me to make me become a zombie!

Just when I had given up all hope, three young Daoists dressed in Daoist robes and holding a wooden sword flew over from the direction of the Limitless Monastery.

Whenever I was in danger, someone would come to my rescue. Ah! Thank you, Goddesses! I thank all of you, whether I know you or not!

Seeing my savior made my originally dispirited mood turn much better. This ignited my boundless fighting spirit!

I crashed into a zombie and broke out of the encirclement. Then I turned to a stick, and thinking that human blood could exorcise demons, I bit my finger and dripped it on the stick.

"F * ck, this brother of yours, you're going crazy just by biting into the hand zombie!"

Seeing that I had bitten my finger, a trail of yellow hair on the top of his head started cursing at me. He thumped his chest and stamped his feet, as if he hated the fact that he couldn't meet the standards!

A person with a more stable appearance began to reprimand him, "Junior Brother, pay attention to your words. Master has always taught us to be polite people!"

A wave of black lines appeared on my head. Pointing the wooden stick at the zombie, I saw that the zombie's eyes were filled with fanaticism. They were looking at me as if they were looking at a piece of meat on the table.

The senior brother stood in front of me. He looked a lot more stable than the younger brother. "Brother, why don't you bandage your wound? Zombies like to eat human blood. They'll go crazy if you act like this!"

That being said, where am I going to bandage this wilderness? I had to drop the stick and put my hand on my small wound.

These three young Daoists fought against the zombies in a formal way. I was protected by them as I watched the fight between the three of them and the zombies.