Mr. Zombie rises from the dead

Chapter 180 Taoist and monk

I saw the depths of Tianwangling.

Good guy.

At this time, a group of people were digging mountains and breaking rocks. If you look closely, they are digging graves.

"Fuck."

Ye Chen opened his mouth.

On the side, the Night Corpse King subconsciously looked at Ye Chen: "What's wrong?"

"You said Prince Gong's tomb is being dug." Ye Chen said with a half-smile.

"what!"

Hearing this, the Night Corpse King was so angry that his seven orifices rose to the sky, and he rushed out with a groan.

Soon.

in the mountains.

Ye Chen and the others landed directly on the mountainside, looking at the mountains under their feet.

There, there is a dragon-shaped tomb.

But at this time it was being dug by a group of people.

Take a closer look at all of them wearing armor and carrying machetes at their waists.

This attire looks like ancient times, especially in the front, where a yellow sedan chair is placed.

And there was a child in a yellow robe sitting on the sedan chair, and a man with a pale complexion and a high-pitched voice beside him was looking at the child eagerly.

"What era is this, why are these people still wearing these clothes?" Ye Chen wondered.

But the Night Corpse King couldn't bear it anymore, and was about to rush forward.

But this time.

"Slow down." Ye Chen murmured.

Hearing the words, the night corpse king's expression changed and he was going to get angry, but with Ye Chen's finger pointing, the night corpse king looked carefully and then froze.

I saw that the few people headed in front were Taoists.

One of them had a majestic face and was wearing a yellow robe. At this time, he was pinching the mark with both hands, and one foot was landing on a porcelain bowl.

"Stand on the seven stars, stand still!" The Taoist shouted with a serious face.

And the ones who opened the grave were eight young people, who could be seen to be the disciples of this Taoist priest.

All of them looked dignified and worked hard.

At this moment, the Taoist priest who was stepping on the bowl had a serious expression on his face, holding his breath tightly while looking around vigilantly.

until.

"Whoa..."

The tomb was dug open, and a coffin was dragged out directly.

"quick!"

The Taoist roared with a sullen face.

The eight apprentices didn't dare to hesitate, they swung the shovels in their hands, and the two of them rushed out, with the yellow rope soaked all over their bodies with something, and wrapped it around the coffin fiercely.

"Ink Dou!" The Taoist reminded.

The remaining six people hurriedly took out the ink fountain thread, and quickly flicked it against the coffin, making sure that the ink fountain thread was entangled every time.

Wait until it's all over.

"Hoo... Patriarch bless you." The Taoist priest wiped the sweat from his brow, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

aside.

"Little Baylor, our ancestor's coffin has come out, and we can send him home right away." The pale-skinned man with a shrill voice said flatteringly.

Hearing this, the child nodded, although his face was still immature, but he tried his best to put on a majestic look.

After receiving the answer, the pale-skinned person immediately straightened up, twisted his waist while pinching the orchid fingers, and walked towards the Taoist priest with disgust on his face.

"Don't dawdle, the sun is so strong, my Lord Baylor has a noble status, and if he gets sunburned, he won't be as good as you."

"Master Wu Shilang, don't worry, the old prince's coffin can be transported away now." The Taoist smiled hastily and wiped the sweat off his face at the same time.

The voice fell.

Wu Shilang smiled disdainfully: "Look at the way you guys are making such a fuss, just digging a coffin, it's like digging a mountain, is that an exaggeration?"

After finishing speaking, Wu Shilang squeezed his waist and ran back.

"Little Baylor, you can go, you..." Wu Shilang pointed to the others.

"Why are you still standing there, get up the sedan chair!"

On the side, the guard rushed over and lifted up the sedan chair.

At the same time, some people gathered around and began to transport the coffin in a carriage.

The Taoist priest looked at the movements of these guards with a nervous face and couldn't be more nervous.

"master."

At this time, eight apprentices surrounded him.

"Hey."

The Taoist shook his head: "These people don't know how fierce the things in the coffin are, and they won't believe it, but since we have taken the money, we can only do more.

Let me take a closer look, check the ink fountain line every half an hour, and bless the talisman every three hours, the rest is up to the sky! "

Having said that, the Taoist priest looked at the sky.

"I hope it won't be windy or rainy, otherwise..."

Halfway up the mountain.

"damn it!"

The Night Zombie King trembled with anger.

And Ye Chen stared at the eunuch, Wu Shilang.

Yuan Hua.

Another Hong Kong drama star.

And the movie in front of him is obviously Uncle Zombie.

"The devil is ten feet tall, uncle zombie..."

Ye Chen licked his lips.

Good guy, when I went out of the Guangdong and Guangxi regions, I encountered two things that might be the plot of the movie.

"Interesting." Ye Chen grinned, "Follow me."

In front.

The team strode forward.

Not long after turning over half a mountain, Ye Chen sensed two courtyards appearing in front of him behind him.

"Four-browed Taoist."

Ye Chen recalled that when he just crossed, he should be a walking corpse under the hands of Taoist Simei. In the past half a year, he did not expect to see Taoist Simei again.

And according to the plot of the movie, there should be an old monk here.

as predicted.

In front.

The Taoist priest and Taoist Four Eyebrows met each other and bowed to each other.

After withdrawing his perception, Ye Chen immediately hid his aura and changed a path to follow.

Regarding the plot of this movie, Ye Chen didn't intend to participate at all. If he didn't want to meet this old zombie, Ye Chen would probably turn around and leave.

After all, strictly speaking, if there is something that can attract Ye Chen's interest.

Maybe it's Qingqing played by the great goddess Li Lizhen.

Turned around to the front.

Ye Chen sat down on the spot.

At this moment, the Night Corpse King was a little anxious, but Ye Chen didn't speak, and the Night Corpse King didn't know how to speak.

Dong Xiaoyu knew that he was about to meet the big zombie, so he hugged the little fox nervously.

As for Sun Dashu, when the sky fell, this young man had his hips akimbo, and he had the expression of being number one in the world without fear.

soon.

After dark.

A group of people came from afar.

"It's getting dark, let's set up camp here, little Baylor, I'll carry you." Wu Shilang's shrill voice sounded.

Stop talking.

A group of people set up camp, and the coffin was placed on the carriage without even a shelter from the wind and rain.

The Taoist priest was a little anxious, but there was nothing he could do.

When he took this business order, he knew what was lying in the coffin, but he couldn't stand the amount of money the other party gave him.

Don't look at the Republic of China now, but these princes' families are still rich and terrifying, and they are still on airs, and they don't listen to what they say.

"I can only hope that it won't rain." The Taoist rubbed his hands anxiously.

far away.

under night.

Ye Chen stood on the treetop.

"It seems that this big zombie is sleeping comfortably. If that's the case, then I'll call him for help." Ye Chen grinned.

Moment.

Rolling evil spirits soared into the sky.

In an instant.

A demonic cloud appeared in the sky.

While the magic cloud was churning, Ye Chen slammed the bone fan in his hand.

The wind churned, and the weather changed drastically.

"Rumble..."

In the sky, thunder exploded.

"not good!"

The Taoist priest in front changed his face when he heard the thunder.

And this time.

Ye Chen pressed down hard with his big hand.

The rain fell from drop to drop, and it turned into a torrential rain in an instant, and the face of the drenched Taoist turned pale in an instant.

at the same time.

The ink marks on the coffin were gradually washed away.

And that coffin, which was almost made of gold, faintly gushed out a strong evil spirit...

(End of this chapter)