"Little guy, you haven't been back for several days. I don't know how you are doing out there!"
Uncle Jiu respectfully lit a stick of incense in front of the ancestor's tablet, thinking about Russell who had not returned for a long time.
He couldn't help but sigh, hoping that poor Junior Brother Simu was still alive!
Little Russell is very naughty, especially now that he has reached a high level of cultivation and has mastered the art of making paper figures to perfection.
Uncle Jiu has already thought about the miserable life of his junior fellow apprentice Simu. He hoped that he was not beaten into a pig's head.
So, it is better to beat your apprentice as early as possible. He wondered if he should find an opportunity to pay back the thousands of slaps Russell owed him.
Just as Uncle Jiu was deep in thought, there was a loud bang in the yard suddenly, and the whole ground shook.
The shaking frequency was very familiar, just like the huge Huangshan rock that fell from the sky last time.
Uncle Jiu's expression changed and he took two steps forward. He then faintly heard a strange shouting sound.
"Master..."
Uncle Nine: …
Always feel a little weird
Before he even reached the yard, Uncle Jiu heard Xiaohei and Erhei's panicked cries. He looked closely and was almost frightened to death.
In the yard, Russell was seen standing on Simu with his feet, pulling the chain in his hand, with a smug look on his face.
…
Uncle Jiu's face darkened, and he went back to the house to get his three-meter-long Green Dragon Crescent Blade. Playing is playing, joking is joking, but how dare you make fun of your elders
Well, now I can’t find a reason to spank you, right
"master!"
Hearing a scream from behind, Uncle Jiu thought that little Russell was begging for mercy. His heart couldn't help but soften, and he suddenly felt a strong force hitting his waist.
“Puff!”
Russell looked at the half-collapsed house in front of him and couldn't help but touch his nose. "It seems that this autonomous driving technology needs to be modified. I forgot to install the braking system."
“Russell!!!”
A roar was heard, and Russell suddenly shrank his head. At this moment, he had a bad premonition that his butt would be in trouble today...
…
"Why did you lie to me, your master? Sigh!" Uncle Jiu put his hands behind his back, supporting his lower back inconspicuously, with a sigh on his face, "Russell, are you okay?"
He spoke seriously, but there was always a faint smile on his face. At his feet was a Western zombie.
And on the outside of the Western zombie, there is a thin layer of paper.
Shaped with paper
Sorry, I didn’t see it just now. Uncle Jiu said that his eyesight has been a little blurry recently, so he might have not seen enough money.
Thinking of this, Uncle Jiu happily touched the three large yellow croakers in his hands. He swore to his ancestor that he picked them up from the ground.
Not only did he catch three big yellow croakers, but he also picked up a good thing on the ground.
Hit the soul stone!
According to legend, it is a distant relative of the ancient mythical beast, the God Stone. At this time, it is as smooth as jade and as black as ink, and is used specifically to fight ghosts.
It can accumulate negative energy, and ordinary people can use it to easily defeat ordinary ghosts. But if it falls into the hands of monks.
Wow, that's incredible!
This is a magical weapon that is no less powerful than the Soul-Hooking Lock, and it may even surpass it. As the saying goes, it is easy to dodge a spear, but hard to guard against an arrow from the dark.
This thing is extremely rare. Normal ghosts will most likely hold their stomachs and laugh when they see you throwing a stone, and then...
“Bang!”
The ghost is gone.
This thing is a first-rate thing for nourishing the soul.
Uncle Jiu became happier and happier as he watched, while Russell, who was lying on the ground with a sad face, was drawing circles with his fingers!
I drew a circle and cursed you!
"Um?"
Uncle Jiu frowned suddenly. It turned out that a bird flew from the sky. When he stretched out his hand, the bird landed precisely on his arm.
This bird is no ordinary bird, but Maoshan’s unique Taoist sound-transmitting crane, which can transmit sound thousands of miles away.
It is a Taoist method second only to the Water Mirror Technique, and is very convenient to practice.
But...
The talisman paper used to make the sound-transmitting crane is extremely expensive and will never be used unless it is absolutely necessary.
Something big must have happened, most likely something bad.
Uncle Jiu simply pointed his hand at the sound transmitting crane, and the crane spread its wings, stretched its neck forward, and spit out a long letter from its mouth.
Russell, who was lying on the ground, couldn't take his eyes off it. He kept looking at the sound transmitting crane. How could it spit out such a big letter with such a small stomach and throat
This is unscientific!
Russell's eyes were a little fiery as he stared at the sound transmitting crane silently. This was a great thing that could transmit sound over a thousand miles. If he could learn how to do it, he could chat with people online every day.
Paper man transfer station, paper man passing notes, paper man talking face to face...
“This is just nonsense!”
Just as Russell was daydreaming, Uncle Nine suddenly slapped the table with an exceptionally loud bang.
Russell looked up suddenly, with curiosity in his eyes. He had rarely seen Uncle Nine so angry.
What happened
Uncle Jiu didn't explain anything to Russell. He just threw the letter on the table, picked up the peach wood sword and some other things beside him, and hurried out.
"Russell, you stay at home and guard the charity cemetery. I'm going to be out for three or four days. Don't mess around!"
"Okay, Master!"
Russell looked at the letter on the table, his eyes rolled, but finally he responded very obediently.
At this time, Uncle Jiu had already walked out of the charity cemetery, mounted his horse, and galloped away into the distance.
His face looked a little grim, because just now, he received a letter from a senior brother, a letter asking for help.
It's not Shi Jian's. Even if Shi Jian is beaten to death, he will never ask Uncle Jiu for help.
But it was another senior brother, damn!
The more Uncle Jiu thought about it, the angrier he got. This guy had only learned a few tricks in Taoism, but he had developed a lot of bad habits.
Moreover, he does not perform the duties of a Taoist priest at all. Instead, he cheats people everywhere and even took in two apprentices not long ago.
You are just a half-learner and haven't learned anything thoroughly, but you go to teach apprentices. Aren't you misleading them
Among my fellow disciples, I am one of the earliest to join the sect.
It was several years earlier than Uncle Jiu. As a result, up to now, the youngest junior brother Qianhe has a master under Yae and can even take disciples.
And Mommy, he has practiced for decades to reach the sixth level of a master, does that mean he has no talent
Who among those who can become disciples of Mount Mao and receive the true teachings does not have talent
Uncle Jiu snorted. Even though he didn't like him, this was after all an incident that happened near his territory.
As a fellow disciple, Uncle Jiu naturally couldn't just stand by and watch him die. Anyway, he was used to cleaning up the mess.
I have two such funny apprentices. If I didn't have a good attitude, I would have been so angry that I would have been reincarnated long ago.
Just as Uncle Jiu was galloping on his horse, he glanced out of the corner of his eye and found that there seemed to be something extra beside him
Um
Uncle Jiu narrowed his eyes and found that beside him, little Russell was floating in the air, with a two or three meter long giant sword under his feet.
With his hands behind his back, his clothes fluttering in the wind, a long sword under his feet, his chest thrust forward, matched with that handsome face.
Yo!
Is this the reincarnation of the sword immortal Li Bai
Uncle Jiu blinked his eyes and mobilized his magic power, then he could see the true nature of the giant sword. It was the zombie in the paper coat again.
Uncle Jiu was puzzled for a long time as to why zombies could fly.
Logically speaking, zombies can only jump but not fly, and those that can fly are generally extremely powerful zombies.
But the zombie in front of him was a weird one. It wasn’t that powerful, just barely at the level of an ordinary bronze-armored zombie.
But it just happens to fly!
But he happened to meet the unruly Russell!
"Hehe, Master, you are really slow!"
Russell was so proud of himself, "I only used a little bit of strength, but I have completely surpassed you!"
Looking at the smug Russell, looking at the handsome sword at his feet, and then looking at his beloved paper horse...
"Humph, bring it here!"
Russell: (｀^′)
My flying zombie!!
Uncle Jiu nodded contentedly, stepped on it vigorously, and said happily, "Little Russell, you made a great thing!"
Flying zombies are really great. Russell happens to be able to use paper to give the zombies shapes, camouflage them, and also block out the sun.
Just a little bit of resentment, just like magic power to activate paper talismans, can make zombies fly fast and high.
However, there is a flaw, that is, this zombie car is prone to overturning because it has no brakes.
Uncle Jiu couldn't help but reach out and touch his old waist. He suffered serious consequences due to the lack of a braking system.
Russell, who was sitting behind the sword, curled his lips. The master was so shameless that he even wanted to steal children's things.
He crossed his arms and complained in the weakest way possible, "Master, you are so heavy. If you step on me, the zombies won't be able to fly!"
Although this Western zombie can fly and has great strength, it has a limit. Uncle Jiu is quite heavy, and with one step he made, the zombie's flying height dropped a lot.
However, Uncle Jiu flatly denied this.
If you don't ride a zombie but go ride a horse, aren't you a complete idiot
He had completely forgotten how he felt when he got the paper horse a few months ago. It wasn't me, Lin Fengjiao, who did it, but that guy named Lin Jiu!
The zombie flew very fast, and soon, Uncle Jiu followed the paper crane to a small village.
Mom didn't see anything, but she saw a few people running away in panic.
They stared at the sky in amazement, looking at Uncle Nine and Russell falling from the sky on long swords.
My legs went weak and I almost wanted to wish Uncle Jiu a happy new year in advance.
"Let me ask you, what happened in the village? Have you seen a Taoist priest?"
Uncle Jiu jumped directly off the zombie, stood in front of everyone, and said with a serious face.
Those people woke up as if from a dream and spoke one after another. At this moment, they seemed to have forgotten the horror that had just happened.
After a lot of discussion, Uncle Jiu quickly understood the general idea of the story. He drove the zombies past this place silently. Somehow, the zombies suddenly ran around everywhere.
The originally weak zombies became stronger and smarter. Several zombies teamed up to beat up Mom.
If Mamadi’s master hadn’t given her many life-saving magic tools, she would have died long ago.
Of course, the people in front of him definitely don’t understand. These are all calculated by Uncle Jiu based on the information he knew.
He was bored all day and then went straight to the village.
“Help!”
Before he even got in, a scream more cruel than that of slaughtering a pig was heard, and Uncle Jiu saw a young man running away in panic.
His feet were bare and he wasn't wearing any shoes. I didn't know if he had run away.
Why run
Uncle Jiu glanced past the young man and looked behind him, only to see a black shadow falling directly from the sky and hitting the ground.
A pale and bloodless face with heavy dark circles under the eyes, revealing two long fangs, and jumping as it walks. This is a real zombie!
This zombie jumped very fast and very far. Although it was not as fast as the zombie under Russell's feet, it was also a new species.
"Hold your breath, don't gasp!"
Uncle Jiu shouted loudly. It turned out that the young man accidentally fell down, and the zombie that suddenly attacked him fell directly on him.
He pushed hard on his feet and ran away quickly, and at the end he kept reminding the young man that if he was bitten on the neck by a zombie, he would be almost dead!
The young man was already frightened out of his wits. The ugly face of the zombie was approaching his face, and he could even smell the stench.
This zombie seemed to want to give him a negative distance contact!
"No, I'm still a virgin, I want women!" The young man moved the zombie's teeth with both hands. He didn't know what he was thinking about, but he actually blocked the zombie's flying kiss.
But zombies are zombies after all, with infinite power. The young man's Jedi burst only lasted for a few seconds before he was suppressed by the zombies.
The young man looked at the mutant zombie face that was less than ten centimeters away from him, his eyes full of despair.
“Boom!”
There was a muffled sound, and the young man felt his body lighten. It turned out that his Uncle Jiu had arrived. He raised his foot and kicked the zombie away.
"roar!"
The zombie that was kicked down rolled on the ground for several times, still rushing towards Uncle Jiu stubbornly.
Uncle Jiu stretched out his right hand and raised his middle finger. He was not mocking you, but casting a spell. Don't get the wrong idea.
The zombie jumped over with a roar, and Uncle Jiu moved as fast as lightning!
A corpse-suppressing talisman appeared between his fingers, and with a snap, the talisman hit the zombie's face heavily.
Seeing this skillful movement, Russell who was standing by could not help but sigh, they were indeed brothers in the same sect, and the movements of using the corpse-suppressing talisman were passed down from generation to generation.
Blow it hard right in the face!
The zombie was slapped motionless by Uncle Jiu. He was not a Western zombie and was naturally weak to talismans.
Looking at the motionless zombie, Uncle Jiu breathed a sigh of relief, but soon his expression couldn't help but stiffen.
There was a sound of "pa pa pa", and dozens of zombies jumped out from the end of the village, moving in unison towards Uncle Jiu.
Uncle Jiu couldn't help but gasp. Did he disturb the zombies' nest
Dozens of zombies are not scary. What is scary is the zombies lined up in an orderly manner. After all, they have no intelligence and cannot communicate.
The neatly arranged zombies mean that there are more advanced zombies behind them!!
"Damn it, this is big trouble!"
Uncle Jiu took a step back and glanced at the longevity lock on Russell's neck. He immediately felt a lot more at ease.
If we can’t beat them, we can ask for help!
Our Maoshan is awesome!
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