The bitch wiped off the milk on his face calmly, ignored the surprised eyes of everyone around him, cupped his fists and said to me: "Thank you, brother, for giving me milk!"
I waved my hand and said, "You don't need to be too polite, brother, go wash it up..."
While I was eating, I greeted others, and I also met a lot of people in the Taoist world.
About half an hour later, a young man walked onto the stage with a microphone. He was about 25 or 26 years old, 1.8 meters tall, and dressed in white, giving off a sense of stability. He said, "Thank you all for coming to the annual meeting! In this age of advocating science, there are still so many descendants of Taoism. What a happy event!"
I remembered the applause, and I followed suit a few times.
The young man continued: "Let me introduce myself, my name is Gao Yu, and I am the new president of the Taoist Association. To be honest, I really don't have the ability to take this seat, no matter in terms of qualifications or prestige, I don't have the qualifications. Yes Several elders of the association made me sit on the seat after arguing with everyone. More importantly, my father was the former president and died in the line of duty!" The young man said passionately: "My father once taught me that no matter what I do, There must be a beginning and an end! Since I have taken this position, I must do my best to continue! I hope everyone will give me a chance to show myself, and hope that Taoism can be passed down forever!"
'Papa papa. ' There was another burst of applause.
While applauding, I thought secretly. The last time ghosts gathered in Qingtian City and the president of the Taoist Association was killed, then this young man is the son of the dead president, and he doesn't look like a simple person.
The young man continued: "There is another thing. We just received a secret report that a certain village in the southern mountainous area of our country is infested with zombies. Many people have been murdered. Several fellow Taoists have killed zombies before. Unexpectedly, It was a thousand-year-old corpse, only one fellow Taoist escaped, and the rest were all murdered!"
As soon as the words fell, everyone below began to discuss.
The bitch also asked contemptuously: "Brother, is the thousand-year-old corpse really awesome?"
"Of course." I nodded solemnly: "Yin corpses don't grow hair, similar to the zombies in movies, they are highly poisonous, if someone is caught or bitten, it won't take long Poison attacks the heart. According to the records of "Niumen History of Subduing Demons", people who are scratched by Yin corpses will also turn into zombies, but I have never seen it with my own eyes."
"No way, brother, this is not a movie, you can turn into a zombie with just one bite? I don't believe it!"
I glanced at him: "I don't believe it either. You go and let the zombie bite, and you will know if it is true."
Hearing what I said, the bitch quickly shut his mouth.
The young man pressed his hands and said: "Everyone be quiet. Most of the people present must have heard of the thousand-year-old corpse. This kind of thing is very fierce, and its whole body is extremely poisonous. If it is scratched, it will be poisoned! In just a few hours It will be highly poisonous! Moreover, people who have been poisoned by this poison will also turn into zombies after death, and will jump up and hurt people like wild animals!"
Someone shouted: "The scourge of the thousand-year-old corpse should not exist in the world. This time we all gathered here, why not take this opportunity to kill it together!"
Someone next to him echoed: "Yeah, I just happen to have never seen a Yin corpse, why don't you go and see it together!"
"Okay!" the young man said, "We cultivators should eliminate harm for the people! Since fellow Taoists are so enthusiastic, we will set off the day after tomorrow! After all, the thousand-year-old corpse is not easy to deal with, and the more people there are, the greater the chance of winning. Of course, the risk factor It is also very high. I hope that fellow Taoists will go back tonight and think about it. The number of people will be counted at noon tomorrow. If you are willing to help us, please register. Of course, even if no one signs up, our Taoist Association will send people to calm down the thousand-year Yin Corpse!"
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After dinner, Mr. Song and I took a walk downstairs.
The sleeves of my shirt were rolled up, and I put my hands in my trouser pockets. As I walked, I said casually, "Mr. Song, you already know about the thousand-year-old corpse, right?"
Song Lao, who was always hot-tempered, laughed dryly, but did not answer.
I continued: "Call me to the annual meeting just to get me a shot, right?"
"Since you guessed it, don't say it out. Look, where is my old face now?" Song Lao said.
I smiled: "Mr. Song, it's not that serious. We can be regarded as friends who have forgotten the year. If you have anything to say, just speak up. I will never say no."
In fact, I don't want to participate in the matter of Yin Corpse. The Taoist Association has a lot of talents, and without me, they can still handle it. As for why I promised Mr. Song? It's because I want to pave the way for the bitch and build a good relationship with the Taoist Association. Even if I die in the future, the bitch can ask the Taoist Association for help if he is in trouble.
Song Lao said: "Xiaolong, the thousand-year-old corpse is extremely ferocious, and it is definitely not comparable to the purple-haired zombie! To be honest, I also called you here because I wanted to reduce casualties. Of course, the main reason is that I believe in your strength, even though you are old. Gentle, but Taoism cultivation is no worse than that of an old man like me, with you here this time, we should be able to relax a lot."
"Mr. Song, you praise me too much. I'm just a fledgling kid."
Song Lao smiled: "Xiaolong, don't be modest. By the way, do you know how to deal with the thousand-year-old corpse?"
I shook my head: "I don't know, I've never seen this kind of thing before. According to ancient records, the thousand-year-old corpse is extremely poisonous, and the Yin energy is condensed all over the body, and it is not afraid of water and fire. Afraid of any spells! If you want to kill the shadow corpse... I suggest using high-tech weapons! A rocket launcher passes by, no matter how powerful it is, it will be blown to pieces!"
But Song Lao said seriously: "Xiaolong, we are Taoist priests, not the army, so we can't use rocket launchers. There are two reasons. First, we can't get rocket launchers, and even if we do, we can't carry them. Second, we are Taoist priests. , Daoism must be used to deal with Yin corpses, otherwise Taoism will face loss!"
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After chatting with Mr. Song for a while, I went back to the room.
Room... I live in a standard room with the bitch. After entering the room, he found that the bitch was playing on the computer. He was playing minesweeper and asked, "Brother, shall we sign up tomorrow?"
"Of course, I want to take you to see the legendary thousand-year-old corpse. Let me ask you, have you exercised during the three months I've been away?"
"Yes, I can do 200 push-ups in a row now! How is it? Awesome?" The bitch showed off his muscles.
"You have the nerve to say 200? I can make a thousand casually."
"Blow it, just blow it, give me a thousand more, I'll eat the computer if you make a thousand of them!! Chew them dry! You don't even bring water!"
I didn't say anything, just put my hands on the ground and did push-ups. On average, one per second, and finished a thousand. It took about 20 minutes, and I was sweating profusely, but my breath was still stable, and I didn't pant heavily. This is the result of training, my stamina is very strong!
The bitch was dumbfounded a long time ago, he turned his head and touched the computer in a daze. I stood up and wiped my sweat, pointed to the computer and said, "I'm done with the performance, now it's your turn."
The bitch's expression was as if he had eaten a fly: "Brother, brother, can I perform a swan dance?"
"you guess."
"I guess... OK!"
"Hurry up, stop talking nonsense, chew the computer dry!" I urged.
At this moment, my mobile phone rang suddenly, I took out the mobile phone and saw it was Miss Xiaoling. I ignored the bitch again, pushed the door and walked out, stood in the corridor and answered the phone: "Hello."
"Xiaolong, I didn't want to disturb you, but I want to know if you reached the capital safely." Sister Xiaoling's concerned voice came over.
My heart warmed up: "Well, we arrived safely, and we stayed at XX Hotel. How about you? How is the injury? Is the wound scabbed?"
"I'm fine. I thought... you wouldn't answer my phone."
I was about to speak when a nosebleed suddenly flowed out. At the same time, I felt as if I was out of breath. I had to breathe very hard to feel comfortable, so my breathing gradually became faster. I hurriedly said to the phone: "Miss Xiaoling, I'm a little busy, I'll talk to you later."
She seemed to hear my rapid breathing, and asked eagerly, "Xiaolong, what's wrong with you, Xiaolong?!"
But I've hung up on it.
Back in the house, while flushing the nosebleed, he opened his mouth and breathed heavily! This situation lasted for about five minutes before it gradually subsided.
Lung failure... When I can't really breathe, it's the day I die.
Fortunately, the incidence frequency is not very high.
The bitch has been helping me all the time. Seeing that my nosebleed stopped, he handed over the towel and asked seriously, "Brother, are you sick?"
"No, I'm tired from doing push-ups just now." I took the towel and wiped my nose, then went back to the house, took a bite out of ginseng from my backpack, ate a few jujubes, and lay on the bed silently. keep silent.
Nosebleeds flow every day. In order to prevent excessive blood loss, I must eat more blood-enriching things. So now, besides the spell and the shadow bearing sword, I also carry blood-enriching foods such as jujube, ginseng, and donkey-hide gelatin.
After a while, I called Sister Xiaoling: "Sister Xiaoling, I'm sorry, I just had something to do here, so I just hung up."
She asked softly, "Xiaolong, what's wrong with you? Are you sick?"
I smiled: "No, Miss Xiao Ling, how can you curse me to be sick? Well, you should go to bed early, oh yes, there is one more thing, I will go to a certain mountain area the day after tomorrow to deal with some things, There may be no signal over there, but it won't take too long, at least two or three days, and at most a week, I will go back."
"Xiaolong, if you don't feel well, don't take any risks. I just want you to be healthy."
"Well, don't worry, you know my skills, and you won't be in danger. Let's do this first, Miss Xiaoling, you have a good rest, don't think about it, good night."
After hanging up the phone, I leaned against the wall of the corridor and took a deep breath. I really didn't know how to deal with the relationship with Miss Xiaoling. The doctor said that women who are often in a bad mood will increase their chances of getting cancer, so it is best not to make Miss Xiaoling angry in the near future. But my lung function is gradually failing, and my life is coming to an end, and being with her will eventually harm her.