My Demon Husband Is Chapter 663: Catch a Zombie to Ask?

Chapter 663: Chapter 663: Catch a Zombie to Ask?

"Mommy..." Dumpling’s murmur arose, and my tears brimd in my eyes in an instant.

It’s good, he ca back, it’s good that my Dumpling is fine.

Just at that mont, Zhang Zidao’s hand touched my stomach, his grave expression unchanged, "Wanwan, don’t... don’t get too happy too soon. Dumpling’s soul... only half has returned, the other half..."

"The other half is where? In Ten Thousand Poison Hall’s hands? Or in that Illusion Realm??"

My heart took a heavy blow, and I was thrown into complete disarray.

The hairpin in my hand was gripped to the extre, feeling like my state of mind could lose control at any mont.

"To tell the truth, as your master, I also don’t know where your precious disciple’s... other half of the soul has gone," Zhang Zidao stared at the blood tears on my face and sighed, "But what you need to do right now is to protect yourself, your Blood-weeping Syndro is about to flare up."

"Master, I understand your aning, let’s go to Tianying Village first." I lowered my gaze and steadied my emotions in secret.

Although I wished I could sprout wings on my back and imdiately go search for the other half of Little Dumpling’s soul that was lost.

But rationality told

that if I don’t preserve my own life first,

I won’t be able to accomplish anything!!

As we continued on our journey with Zhang Zidao, by the ti the sky faintly brightened, we ca upon a densely packed stone village.

Surrounding mountains rose layer upon layer, like a giant embracing the beautiful hamlet.

Streams from several mountains converged into a small river that flowed through the center of Tianying Village.

Tranquil and harmonious, it didn’t seem at all like a place that had encountered internal turmoil.

At the village entrance, two burly n dressed in vine armor stood guard, protecting the entire village through the night.

"Who knows who won or lost in the internal conflict, let’s sneak in quietly," I suggested to Zhang Zidao.

Zhang Zidao glanced at the earthen wall covered in red vines, "Don’t be deceived by these short walls; the Man-Eating Vines on them can drill holes through fine steel with their corrosive juice."

"Perhaps Xiao Honghong can use gu on those two guards," I stroked Xiao Honghong’s little head, "It’s up to you now, Master Hong."

Xiao Honghong split into two clones and quickly ventured forth, but they did not return, unable to enter the bodies of those two n.

Xiao Honghong: "Those two are dead, can’t use gu on them."

Only Corpse Gu can reside in the dead; normal gu can only be used on the living.

"Master, Xiao Honghong said the guards are dead, can’t use gu on them," I was at a total loss.

Zhang Zidao raised his eyebrows, seemingly excited, "Dead n are easier to handle, watch your master’s skills."

I saw him drawing sothing in the air with two fingers beneath his wide sleeves.

Golden talismanic symbols ford from Spiritual Power appeared under his fingers, and with a gentle push from Zhang Zidao,

the talismanic symbols fluttered like leaves in the wind towards those two zombie guards.

They imprinted on the foreheads of the zombies, and the zombies shook, their eyes slowly closing.

"Master, how did you do that? Without even using talisman paper?" I was especially impressed by Zhang Zidao’s thod at that mont; even Yu Longting needed talisman paper as a dium when casting spells.

"Want to learn? This is an exclusive secret technique of our Zhang’s Sect, other sects don’t have it," Zhang Zidao gave

a mysterious smile, with his hands behind his back.

He walked over boldly, pushing open the two large wooden doors.

I followed Zhang Zidao like a tagalong, nodding my head, "I want to learn."

Once we sneaked into Tianying Village, we, the master and disciple, were both dumbfounded.

All around were patroln clad in vine armor; their helted heads made it impossible to see their faces.

However, their limbs moved with rigid motions, not at all like those of the living.

"Damn it, this is a disaster; with so many zombies on patrol, we’ll surely be..."

Zhang Zidao’s mouth had barely shaped the word "detected" when I tied a strip of invisibility fabric around his wrist, excitedly saying, "This is Invisibility Clothes... no, no, no, this is Invisibility Clothes MINI! The idea of putting Life and Death Embroidery on a strip of cloth is truly unique."

"Making a whole set of clothes is too much trouble, so I thought about embroidering Life and Death Embroidery on a strip of cloth; the function is halved, but it’s much more convenient and easier to carry," I shared my novel concept of Life and Death Embroidery with Zhang Zidao, also tying a strip around my own wrist, "These zombies seem to lack vision and rely entirely on breath to perceive the outside world, let’s go, we’re heading to Cold Moon Spring."

"But there’s one problem, your master doesn’t know where Cold Moon Spring is, how do we proceed?"