After crossing over, he has no taboos among the zombies.

Chapter 474

"Enemy attack, enemy attack~"

"Kill the barbarians!"

"Pfft~"

"Ah~"

"Ow~"

"External force, it's external force!"

"Withdraw, withdraw!"

"Run~"

"..."

Shen Lian's figure disappeared into the darkness in front, and soon screams were heard from inside. The screams turned into a clash of swords, and then quickly turned into a series of howls and groans.

After a dozen breaths, the noisy sounds calmed down.

After a while, Shen Lian walked out slowly with the Embroidered Spring Knife in his hand. Upon closer inspection, the shiny blade was not stained with blood.

"We haven't killed them all yet. There's another one in the corner pretending to be dead." Tu Baishou, who was counting the time with his arms crossed, saw him and reminded him.

Shen Lian slowly sheathed the Embroidered Spring Blade and said calmly, "To be precise, it's half. I'll keep it for reporting."

Having said that, he walked straight past.

Tu Baishou's face twitched a few times, and he hurriedly followed, saying, "By the way, did you get my disciple's consent to impersonate me like this?"

"I did the work for your apprentice, you should thank me." Shen Lian slowly placed the Xiuchun Knife on his shoulder, and the corners of his mouth hidden in the night slowly raised a hint of joy.

"what?"

Tu Baishou's eyes narrowed immediately, and he said unhappily, "Mr. Shen, please explain clearly. What do you mean by helping my apprentice do the work?"

"Then let me analyze it for you?"

"I think you're trying to quibble."

"Okay, then I'll give you a sophistry."

Tu Baishou: “…”

"You are the commander of the Feiyu Guard after all. Don't you feel ashamed for taking the blame for your juniors like this?"

"Have you ever seen me blush?"

"You...then let me hear your excuse." Tu Baishou compromised.

"It's very simple. If I hadn't charged in just now, but instead sent your apprentice to do the work, what difference would the result have made?"

"This one……"

"The result is the same. The only difference is whether I go back or not. So your apprentice should be grateful that I did it for him and saved him the trip."

Tu Baishou was stunned and didn't know how to refute for a moment.

Because what he said seemed to make sense.

After a long time, he caught a flaw and hurriedly said, "No, the difference in this matter is that my apprentice was unaware of it and took the consequences for you."

"The job was originally assigned to him, and the consequences were originally his to bear. This can't be called a replacement. I'm just pursuing efficiency. It's all about killing Di Lu, no matter who is killed."

"You...you are just quibbling."

"Didn't you ask me to quibble?"

"I@! Your face..."

"..."

The two of them argued in low voices and walked away.

Not long after, from the depths of darkness, a brave man with a rat-tail and covered in blood came out, holding on to a broken wooden stick and tremblingly leaning against the wall.

He looked horrifyingly miserable, his right leg missing completely, his left arm and half of his shoulder cut off, and he looked like he had crawled out of a pool of blood.

His face twitched violently with pain, turning pale as paper. However, his strong will to survive, like that of a wild beast, supported him as he held onto the wooden stick and walked step by step towards a secret house a few miles away.

With every step, there was a bloody footprint, which gradually became shallower and then disappeared completely.

Everything seemed to have been calculated with extreme precision. When the rat-tailed man had used up his last bit of strength, he fell down at the back door of the secret house.

Gantuji, who was struggling to clean up the maid in the secret house, heard the noise, opened the back door and took a look, and almost scared the sheep away.

Gantuji's hair stood on end. He grabbed the man with the rat tail and asked, "Aguda, what's going on? What's going on?"

"Master Zuo...Master Zuoling, our lair has been exposed. Wei Wu of the Flying Fish Guard has slaughtered the lair with blood. All the Andas are... dead. You must leave quickly... and find Master Aqina to avenge us."

The man with the rat tail spoke incoherently, and as soon as he finished speaking, his head tilted and he died.

Gantuji's eyes immediately turned red. He looked back toward the lair and let out a low, regretful growl. After a pause, he lifted the body of the rat-tailed man with trembling hands. Without a backward glance, he vanished into the thick night, leaving only his voice to echo back: "Wei Wu, wait!"

……

"Master, the pot is leaking."

The next day, the crematorium.

Wang Tiezhu held the big iron pot and stood between himself and Qin He. His feet were wet and there was water everywhere.

Through the black pot, both parties could actually see each other's eyes.

What a big hole.

"How did it leak?" Qin He asked curiously.

"It's all Lamborghini's fault. It pushed the firewood too hard and pierced the pot. Look." Wang Tiezhu complained, pursing his lips towards the frail-looking Lamborghini.

"I...it was you who insisted on using the Nanming Lihuo that burned through it. You can't blame me." Lamborghini argued unhappily.

Recently, Lamborghini has felt deeply threatened by the gray rice hill and has been trying to make its presence felt everywhere. When Wang Tiezhu was steaming buns, it volunteered to come up and light the fire. As a result, the bull's head exerted force and broke the pot.

"You're still trying to quibble. You're more likely to cause trouble than to help." Wang Tiezhu immediately retorted.

"Okay, you two are both wrong." Qin He knew the reason at a glance. The pot was indeed pierced by the top of the Lamborghini, but it was also true that Wang Tiezhu used Nanming Lihuo to boil water.

The fire was too strong, and the bottom of the pot was burned thin and deformed.

So Qin He hit each of them with a stick and said, "The pot is a good thing. You must take good care of it. It is property and you can't ruin it."

"Yes, Master."

"understood."

The two beasts could only bow their heads and admit their mistakes.

After a pause, Wang Tiezhu raised his head and asked, "Sir, what should we do with this pot? It's broken."

"It's not a big deal, just patch it up. Leave it aside for now. I'll make it thicker when I have time." Qin He said.

"Okay, sir." Wang Tiezhu nodded and carefully put the pot in the corner.

At this moment, Hui Miqiu walked in from the door and said, "Master, Wei Wu took a big blame last night."