"Master, what is the Jiuju School?"
Zhong Bang is no longer a rookie in the world of cultivation. He has been studying Taoism knowledge with Uncle Jiu for a while, so he will not make any fool of himself.
But he had never heard of the Jiuju Sect, and it didn't look like a famous or large sect. Could it be a small and unknown sect
"The Jiuju sect belongs to Maoshan!"
Maoshan?
"All the Qimen Dunjia techniques in the world originated from China. Later, various sects conducted research and developed different characteristics. For example, the previous Yangshi Sect can make zombies have intelligence, reincarnate, and become human again."
"And the inheritance of Maoshan is extremely numerous, and naturally there is a way of raising and using corpses, which has even become an inheritance. This is what your uncle Simu learned."
"During the Sui and Tang dynasties, China and Japan had very friendly relations. At that time, Japan often sent people who were eager to learn to go to Mount Mao to learn Qimen Dunjia, and then returned to their hometown to recruit disciples, which gave birth to the Jiujiu School."
"The Jiujiu sect not only learned how to use corpses, but also combined it with the local shikigami techniques. The method is quite unique, so you can tell at a glance."
"The general characteristics are that, except for their dull eyes and inability to speak, the zombies they raise are actually almost exactly the same as ordinary people. They are extremely agile, and if you are not confident, you can't tell that they are zombies."
Uncle Jiu spoke in detail with a serious look on his face. Although he and the Jiujiu Sect used to belong to the same Maoshan sect, the Jiujiu Sect gradually became independent and even aided and abetted the evil in the past few years. He had a bad impression of the Jiujiu Sect.
Now the Jiujiu faction has come to HK, just to use corpses to transport drugs
Uncle Jiu was still skeptical about this. This was not consistent with the behavior of the leader of a sect. Most of the methods used by the Jiujiu sect were evil. If he had the ability, he could just blackmail two rich people, which would be much faster than transporting drugs.
There must be something fishy about this matter.
Zhong Bang didn't think so much. He was very surprised at the Jiujiu School's corpse-raising technique. "Master, this zombie is almost the same as a living person. It's too powerful..."
The body does not decay and can move freely and flexibly. Apart from being unable to speak and having a dull expression, there is nothing abnormal about it. It's amazing.
His sigh was met with disdain from Uncle Jiu, "Let me ask you, what's the point of you working so hard to raise a zombie?"
"Of course it's a fight!"
Zhong Bang understood instantly that no matter how agile a zombie is, even if he is as flexible as an ordinary person, it is useless if he cannot win a fight.
He had heard Uncle Jiu mention that ordinary firearms were useless against zombies. He almost broke the zombie's leg with a single shot yesterday. The difference was quite obvious.
What’s the point of zombies looking like humans
Instead of using the money to raise zombies, you might as well use it to hire two desperadoes. Isn’t that great
His face suddenly turned bitter again. The source had been found, but now there was only a corpse. Where could he find the person behind the scenes
"Master, Hong Kong is so big, with millions of people, where can we find them?"
"It's easy. You just need to look up."
Uncle Jiu put his hands behind his back and laughed, then walked straight into his shop, leaving Zhong Bang standing there scratching his head. A Lian also came over curiously, "A Bang, what did Uncle Feng mean just now?"
"I don't know either."
Zhong Bang was completely confused. He raised his head and looked at the starry sky. There was nothing but those stars. "There is nothing in the sky. Is there a God, God?"
His eyes suddenly lit up, and he slapped his thigh fiercely, "I figured it out, the master is talking about him, God."
Zhong Bang ran back laughing, leaving A Lian confused, staring at the sky in a daze. Where is God
When A Lian returned to the store, she saw Uncle Jiu wearing a Taoist robe, with a peach wood sword pinned behind him and a bunch of talismans growing on his chest.
Zhong Bang was holding a bunch of incense in his hand, burning the incense respectfully towards the statue on the incense table, and muttering something.
This made A Lian even more confused. Could this statue speak
The next moment, a majestic voice came from the statue, which frightened A Lian. The statue, the statue spoke...
"What is it?"
"Brother, I would like to ask you to take a look and see if there are any people with higher cultivation in the whole of HK?"
People from the Jiuju Sect are able to transport corpses, which means they have at least some level of cultivation.
"There are 673 people who have embarked on the path of cultivation. The range is too large, let's make it smaller."
Uncle Jiu took a step forward and said, "Look for people whose aura is very similar to the Maoshan Kung Fu."
"There are thirty-seven more."
This time it was Uncle Jiu's turn to be surprised. He didn't expect that there were so many people related to Maoshan in Hong Kong. But then again, there are so many Maoshan disciples, so it's not surprising that they know one or two Maoshan techniques.
But there are still thirty-seven people, which is quite a large range.
"Look again, which ones have heavier karma?"
The Jiujiu sect uses corpses to transport poison, so they probably won’t do anything good. If they do bad things, they will have heavy karma.
"There are five more."
"Brother, look around again and see where they are. Which one is closer to where there is money?"
Zhong Bang added, showing off a little pride in front of Uncle Jiu, "Those people are actually transporting drugs, so they must have money. They definitely won't hide in some poor and remote place, but somewhere with money."
“Found it!”
"Abang, follow me!"
"Okay, Master."
Uncle Jiu kept A Lian in the shop and told her not to leave the incense hall, as there was a statue of the City God there and he asked her to keep her safe.
No matter whether it is evil people or demons, they dare not approach this place.
He and Zhong Bang hurried to the place Russell mentioned. He suspected that Jiujiu's sect was up to something. Today was not an ordinary day, but the Ghost Festival when the gates of hell were wide open and the yin energy was very strong.
The two drove hurriedly to the location of the Jiujiu Sect. As soon as they got out of the car, Uncle Jiu sensed that the place was filled with a very gloomy aura.
"oops."
As soon as Zhong Bang got out of the car, he felt his foot pricked and screamed out. He quickly bent down and pulled out a piece of glass from the sole of his shoe.
Who the hell put glass shards at the door? That's so wicked.
“This is no ordinary glass.”
Uncle Jiu took a closer look and said, "This is specially refined. It condenses mist and gathers the essence of the sun and the moon. This kind of glass can be used to control zombies."
"Witchcraft!"
"Unconventional ways!"
"It seems that the people from the Jiuju Sect are here, and they are the only ones who can refine this!"
Uncle Jiu took a few steps forward. Although the door at the entrance was ajar, they did not go straight in.
Instead, he reached out and pressed beside him. It was as if there was a wall in the air, and when Uncle Jiu's hand touched it, it was blocked.
"Master, is this a formation?"
"right!"
"The most important thing about Qi Men Dun Jia is the formation. They have set up so many formations. If we just break in, we will definitely scare them away, so we must think of a way."
"What is it?"
"Fighting in the air!"
ps: Four thousand one hundred words today.
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