Nine Uncle World: Opening Awakening Traveling Frog System

"Senior brother."

Daoist Simu took Jiale to say hello, and then introduced Lin Chuan to Daoist Qianhe.

Daoist Qianhe was overjoyed when he heard the words: "I have heard that my nephew is extremely talented, and he is a rare inborn thunder spirit body. Today I finally saw a real person."

Lin Chuan froze for a moment.

Has he become so famous in the practice world?

It seems that Uncle Jiu doesn't talk much on weekdays, but he is actually a big talker, showing off his apprentice everywhere!
"What uncle said, it's all uncle Jiu's nonsense."

Lin Chuan answered modestly. Unexpectedly, Taoist Simu waved his hand and said to Taoist Qianhe: "Don't listen to his kid's nonsense, he is very strong, maybe we old guys are not as good as him."

"Is this true?"

Daoist Qianhe was surprised, Lin Chuan is so young, this is too perverted.

Lin Chuan smiled sheepishly and did not answer. Instead, he looked curiously at the golden coffin reflecting the sunlight and asked, "Master, are there zombies inside?"

"It's a zombie."

Priest Qianhe looked serious, turned around and looked at the coffin behind him, and explained in a low voice:

"This is the royal family in the frontier. I have to transport it to the capital because I accidentally got poisoned by a corpse."

Priest Simu originally wanted to say why he didn't burn the zombies, but after hearing what Priest Simu said, he stopped there.

You will always feel helpless when you involve people with related backgrounds.

Even if you know it's a big trouble, if you don't do it, you may not be able to continue in the future.

"Didn't the Qing Dynasty be destroyed?"

Lin Chuan looked at Daoist Qianhe curiously. Why did he pay so much attention to the extinct dynasty?
Daoist Qianhe and Daoist Simu looked at each other, with wry smiles on their faces:

"Nephew, you don't know something. It is precisely because of this that they pay more attention to people from the royal family and plan to take them away. Moreover, the big men in the north are relatively polite to them."

"Daoist Qianhe, why don't you tear down the tent so that the zombies can absorb more sunlight and reduce their corpse energy?"

At this time, Master Yixiu came over at some point and said.

The sun is shining brightly, and the zombies absorb more sunlight to reduce the corpse energy and weaken their strength, so it is not easy to jump out and make mistakes.

"Master's words are right!!"

When Daoist Qianhe heard this, he was very moved, and wanted to ask his disciples to tear down the tent.

Because the time is too short, there is no time to reminisce about the past, otherwise, I really want to let my disciples get to know Lin Chuan and Jia Le.

"and many more!"

This is purely doing bad things with good intentions, okay?

Absorbing more sunlight can reduce body odor, but what about rain?
Daoist Qianhe is a good person, and he has a good relationship with Uncle Jiu. Lin Chuan doesn't want him to be killed by zombies.

In the movie, it was because the tent was demolished that the ink fountain line was washed away by rain ahead of time, and the disaster caused by lightning was added.

Lin Chuan really wanted to kill this zombie to gain aura, but compared with the life of Daoist Qianhe, Lin Chuan chose the latter.

Of course, he is not the Holy Mother. If the people doing this business are Ma Madi, Shi Jian and others who are at odds with Uncle Jiu, Lin Chuan would not bother to care.

But when this kind of thing fell on Taoist Priest Simu and Priest Qianhe, Lin Chuan couldn't sit idly by.

They were about to tear down the tent, but Lin Chuan stopped him suddenly, and everyone looked back at him.

"Uncle, this tent cannot be dismantled. Not only can it not be dismantled, but it also needs to be reinforced. It is important to reduce the corpse aura, but it can suppress the ink fountain line of the zombies. Once it is washed by the rain, the zombies will run out immediately."

"The weather in summer is fickle and has to be guarded against."

Yup! !
How did you forget this?

Priest Qianhe and Priest Simu were a little annoyed. It's good to reduce the corpse aura, but it's not worth mentioning compared with the ink fountain line. If it really rains heavily, who will be responsible?
Master Yixiu suddenly became embarrassed, and he didn't expect that his kindness might lead to a catastrophe.

"Uncle Shi, glutinous rice is here."

Soon, Jiale brought a pack of glutinous rice.

Priest Simu was a little worried, "Junior brother, I hope you don't need this bag of glutinous rice."

"Borrow a good word from senior brother!!"

Daoist Qianhe was a straightforward person, he accepted the glutinous rice and said goodbye to them with a smile. He also hoped that he would not need the glutinous rice.

"Let's go, let's go!!!"

Because the tent was not demolished, the group of people did not conflict with the little elder brother, and Taoist Qianhe led the people to continue on their way.

"Master, people are just borrowing things, not buying or selling!"

After watching the team leave for a long time, Jia Le suddenly said something.

"Business is important, but life is more important. If you can save someone's life by borrowing some glutinous rice, it doesn't matter if I make money or not." Taoist Simu took off his glasses, wiped them with his clothes, and put them on again.

"But I want to make a lot of money so that I can honor Master in the future!" Jia Le said.

"Oh?"

The apprentice suddenly became sensible.

"How are you going to honor Master and me?" Taoist Priest Four Eyes asked curiously.

"When I make a lot of money, I will also buy a coffin made of gold for Master, so that Master can enjoy the royal family!" Jia Le said sincerely.

The four-eyed Taoist priest's face froze, and he raised his hand to hit Jia Le.

"Bastard boy, I beat you to death!"

Little do they know that this thing is for zombies to enjoy, isn't this cursing their master to become a zombie?If you don't hit him, who will you hit?

"Hahaha, what a filial disciple."

Master Yixiu smiled happily.

puff!
Lin Chuan couldn't help but laughed out loud.

The master and apprentice were in a mess again, and the yard was full of chickens and dogs.

In the Four Eyes Dojo, it seems that it has never stopped.

"Boom!!!"

Not long after Daoist Qianhe left, thunder began to sound in the sky.

After the four-eyed priest finished teaching his disciples, he suddenly raised his head and looked at the gloomy sky worriedly.

I wish Taoist Master Qianhe in my heart, and hope that he can get through it safely and transport the coffin to the capital smoothly.

Lin Chuan returned to his room, opened the window, watched the pouring rain outside, thunder and lightning, and felt that the cells in his body were activated.

Whenever there is thunder and lightning, the thunder-attribute aura in the air is very active, and things that others dare not touch are great for Lin Chuan.

Practicing in this kind of weather will get twice the result with half the effort.

But now he is not in the mood to practice.

"Quick, quick, set up the tent!!!"

The heavy rain came as scheduled, so the team had to stop and set up a tent to rest. Daoist Qianhe looked at the rain dripping from the tent and felt lucky. Fortunately, Lin Chuan stopped him, otherwise the tent would be demolished, and God knows what would happen.

Even so, there was still a lot of rainwater flying on the coffin, which washed away some of the ink fountain lines on the coffin, and a small tent could not block the rainstorm.

Priest Qianhe was a little uneasy, but fortunately the tent was set up.

"Master Wu, let the coffin go in first."

Worried that the ink fountain line would be completely washed away, Daoist Qianhe stepped forward to discuss with the eunuch Wu Guanshi.

"why?!"

The somewhat sissy Wuguan looked at Daoist Qianhe unhappily, and shook a silk scarf in his hand, making Daoist Qianhe subconsciously take two steps back and explained:
"The line of the ink fountain has melted a bit. After a long time, I'm afraid..."

"No!! Wait a minute!! Not now!!"

With a soft snort, Wu Guanshi didn't care about ink fountain lines, he just wanted his master to rest in the tent as soon as possible.

As for the one in the coffin, although he was also a member of the royal family, it was a pity that he was already dead.

A dead man is not worthy of his stinky feet.

This dead eunuch! !

Priest Qianhe cursed secretly in his heart, wishing he could stab him to death with a sword,

It's a pity that he couldn't, so he could only bear it, and watched the Wu Guanshi fawningly send the little elder brother into the tent.