Only the writings of the heavens will counterattack

Chapter 61 The Real Ghost King Zombie King

Uncle Jiu got up and said to Mao Shanming, "Fellow Daoist, let's go and have a look."

A few people came to the well to take a look. Sure enough, the water in the well was drained, and there was still no corpse. Uncle Jiu looked at the water in the bucket and found that there was no Yin energy in the water. strangeness.

Surely there is nothing wrong with dead bodies falling into the well, but why hasn't the water quality changed?
"Could it be that Dilong turned over and took away the corpse, or did God open his eyes and let the horse thief go out of his mind?"

Uncle Jiu thought so.

"Master, are you all right?"

Ah Qiang, who had been worried all the time, saw that Uncle Jiu was frowning, and asked quickly.

After hearing this, Uncle Jiu nodded and said, "It's all right."

"Great……"

Everyone cheered, and then said goodbye with a smile. It was getting late, and after working so hard for so long, it was time for my mother-in-law to go to bed.

After bidding farewell to everyone, Uncle Jiu and the other three simply washed up and prepared to go to bed.

The next day.

Under the enthusiasm of Ah Qiang and other villagers, the three of Uncle Jiu bid farewell. Before leaving, Ah Qiang told Uncle Jiu to thank his cousin for him. After speaking, he also gave Uncle Jiu some ocean.

Not much, but a little thought.

After Uncle Jiu accepted it, he gave some to Mao Shanming. After the three walked out of Fugui Town, Mao Shanming also bid farewell to them.

After parting, Jiang Fan drove Uncle Jiu back in the direction of the Marshal's Mansion.

"Master, this Ah Qiang is better at being a man than the commander-in-chief, and he was so polite before he left."

Jiang Fan laughed while riding his bicycle.

"Oh, is that so?" Uncle Jiu laughed.

He vaguely remembered that when this guy sneakily handed him the bag containing the ocean, there was still one in his waist.

However, Uncle Jiu didn't point it out, but accepted it happily.

"Master, after the death of that horse thief, will he really turn into a ghost demanding his life?"

Jiang Fan thought of Wang Po and asked.

Uncle Jiu nodded: "That depends on whether her back is facing the sky."

Seeing that Jiang Fan didn't understand, Uncle Jiu explained: "If your back is facing the sky, your soul will not change; if your belly is facing the sky, your strength will be boundless, and you will become a ghost demanding your life."

"Master, is Li Gui very strong?"

He had always heard of Li Gui, but Jiang Fan seemed to have never seen Li Gui before. He only knew that even Uncle Jiu was very afraid of it.

Uncle Jiu nodded: "Little ghosts are formed with great resentment when they die, they are full of resentment towards the world, they kill anyone they see, they are much stronger than ordinary ghosts.

Moreover, the conditions for the formation of each ghost are not exactly the same, and their own abilities are also different. Some ghosts can even spawn another world, trap everyone in it, and carry out massacres.Some ghosts can release will-o'-the-wisps, and even the ghosts don't dare to go head-to-head..."

After listening to Uncle Jiu's explanation, Jiang Fan nodded and asked again, "How is the ghost's level calculated?"

Jiang Fan has always been puzzled by this point.

"Li Gui is equivalent to the Zombie King in terms of level. According to our realm, he is also a celestial master. In fact, there is no difference in realm under Li Gui. It is nothing more than the difference between good ghosts and evil ghosts.

It's like being under a celestial master. If you don't become a celestial master, you can at most call yourself a Taoist priest. "

After Jiang Fan heard this, he was a little surprised. He didn't expect the division of realms to be so simple.

According to Uncle Jiu, Li Gui, Zombie King, and Celestial Master are at the same level, and there is actually no so-called division of realms under them, because they are too weak to be divided.

As for the above, Uncle Jiu only knows that above the celestial master is the real person, and above the ghosts is the ghost king. As for the zombie king, Uncle Jiu doesn't know either. The most powerful he has ever seen is the zombie king, let alone the even more powerful one. , I have never heard of it.

After a brief understanding of the classification of the world today, Jiang Fan suddenly felt simple. When he asked Uncle Jiu why the division of realms was so sloppy, Uncle Jiu just replied flatly: "People who practice Taoism don't like this."

Jiang Fan smiled wryly, perhaps for people like Uncle Jiu, being able to subdue demons is the greatest happiness.

……

In the woods, a woman in Tsing Yi came slowly, her steps were slow, afraid of disturbing the unique rhythm of the woods.

Every step fell to the ground without making any sound.

If it wasn't for the shadow behind her, she might be mistaken for a ghost.

"Zombie, Taoist priest?"

Suddenly, the woman stopped, raised her head, looked into the distance, and said softly.

The sun shines through the luxuriant tree, and sprinkles on the woman's face bit by bit, looking very gentle.

however……

Looking along the sunlight, he suddenly found that the woman's face was pure and flawless.

Above, there are no facial features!
Tapping.

The woman who heard the sound tapped her toes and disappeared down the path in an instant.

Uncle Jiu and Jiang Fan came from not far away, chatting and laughing. Suddenly, their laughter stopped abruptly.

"It's weird."

Jiang Fan's heart tightened, and just now, he felt a strange feeling in his heart, as if he was being watched by someone.

But looking left and right, Jiang Fan didn't have the gap to look at him.

"Master..."

Uncle Jiu looked around with a solemn expression. He also had the same thought, and his body tensed up instinctively, and he felt even worse in his heart.

"Be careful."

Uncle Jiu reminded in a low voice, the speed of the two gradually slowed down, listening to the six directions, watching all directions, and always vigilant.

dark place.

The Faceless Man kept watching Uncle Jiu and Jiang Fan.

From Jiang Fan's body, he sensed the aura of the same origin.

This breath is much weaker than the breath on her body, but it is absolutely authentic.

"Is it one of them?"

The Faceless Man said softly, with uncertainty in his words.

"Zombies and Taoist priests are really a strange combination."

Seemingly remembering something, the Faceless Man shook his head and said.

Seeing Uncle Jiu and Jiang Fan leave, the Faceless Man never made a move.

In addition to her personality, another reason is that she can't find a reason to make a move.

Watching Jiang Fan and the two disappear, the Faceless Man sighed, turned around and continued walking towards the depths of the woods.

She didn't know where she was going, she was aimless, it seemed to be her goal.

She is the Faceless One, full of confusion.

the other side.

Jiang Fan and Uncle Jiu were as if they were facing a formidable enemy. Even if they were far away, they did not dare to be careless. They were in the woods just now, even if there was only such a short distance, they both felt that it was extremely long.

A strong sense of suffocation filled the surroundings of the two, oppressing them all the time.

This was especially true for Jiang Fan. The suppression of his bloodline level made him afraid to move. As long as he moved around, he would definitely be attacked.

Of course, there was another reason why Jiang Fan didn't move around, and that was that he didn't know where the other party was at all.

"Master, did you feel that someone was watching us just now?"

Jiang Fan took a deep breath, suppressed his fear, and asked.

Uncle Jiu nodded: "Yes."

(End of this chapter)