Chapter 150

After speaking, he ran away.

The guests that Wencai spoke of were naturally not the ones normal people would understand.

It was the four people parked in the Yizhuang.

It seems that the guests of Taoist Master Simu also parked in Uncle Jiu's Yizhuang.

Priest Simu usually does some work of chasing corpses, this time he passed by Uncle Six and rested here.

But what puzzled Fang Xiaole was, why did he look at himself with a strange look?

Fang Xiaole shook his head and didn't think much. Now he was trying to figure out how to buy Uncle Liu to stay here.

After all, the spiritual world must be like deep water.

In the movie, Uncle Jiu can be regarded as a very high-level daoist, but now outside his dojo, there are ghosts haunting him, how is this possible?

So, there are only a few possible answers:
One, it was an accident, the ghost I encountered just now appeared recently.

[-]. This spiritual world is very strange. Even Uncle Jiu, who has a profound knowledge, cannot protect a place that is too large.

No matter what the possibility is, Fang Xiaole's task will not be easy.

"Hell……"

Fang Xiaole had a headache and didn't know how to check the underworld.

This is also the main reason why Fang Xiaole wants to stay with Uncle Jiu. After all, Uncle Jiu will participate in the election to be the "money printing machine" of the underworld.

"Just now you said you met a ghost by the woods?" The three of them sat down, and Uncle Jiu asked Fang Xiaole with a serious face.

"That's right, that ghost looks like an old lady, a very kind kind, when he told me not to come here..."

"Impossible! The entire Renjia Town is within the scope of your dojo, brother, so there won't be any ghosts coming?"

The four-eyed Taoist priest on the side was wearing a khaki Taoist robe, sitting on a chair with no temperament, with one foot still on the wooden bar of the chair.

"Or...is it something more powerful and weird?"

The four-eyed Taoist priest suddenly looked at Uncle Jiu.

"possible."

After a long silence, Uncle Jiu nodded slowly.

"Weird?"

This time Fang Xiaole really didn't know.

In his memory, the word weird didn't seem to be mentioned in the movie at all, right?

Why do we have it now?
"It seems that this world is more mysterious than I imagined..."

Uncle Jiu and Taoist Master Simu took a look at Fang Xiaole, but didn't say much.

Afterwards, the two became a little indifferent.

"You can call me Uncle Nine."

"Hello, Uncle Nine."

Fang Xiaole accepts advice like a stream.

While Uncle Nine was arranging Fang Xiaole's place to stay, Taoist Priest Simu was bored and followed behind.

However, at this moment, Wen Cai's cry for help suddenly came from outside:

"Master! Help!"

When the three people here heard this, they were shocked and rushed out.

"...Is it Qiusheng who is teasing Wencai?"

Fang Xiaole remembers the plot of Qiu Sheng pretending to be a zombie, teasing the writing style, and then accidentally messing up Taoist Priest Four's guests.

Thinking, he quickly followed.

"what happened?"

"Master! Zombies...there are zombies!"

……

Then, there was a sound of fighting.

When Fang Xiaole followed, Uncle Jiu and Taoist Master Simu were cleaning up the zombies running around, while Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng stood aside at a loss.

Looking at the bouncing zombies, Fang Xiaole felt very interesting, and at the same time, he was a little eager to move.

"What will happen if I use spirit energy to fight zombies?"

"Also, the secret technique newly created by Mang—one thought blossoms, dominates the world, how about dealing with these zombies..."

……

Fang Xiaole hesitated in his heart. Thinking of Uncle Jiu's vigilance towards him, he felt that he should show off his skills appropriately to show that he was special.

As for the excuse, it is the qigong handed down from his ancestors, and it is really this qigong, he just came back from overseas.

"Tsk! It's connected with the previous excuse, and it's rounded up! I really am a genius!"

Suddenly, Fang Xiaole shouted:
"Fuck! What the hell is this?!"

There was an exclamation, followed by a burst of pride, "Uncle Jiu, I'll help you!"

Then, with the help of mental power, Fang Xiaole leaped into the crowd of zombies from a height of more than two meters. Suddenly, white light flashed all over her body, and a phantom of a lotus suddenly appeared!

Fang Xiaole is now in the center of the stamen, and the petals of the lotus are slowly rotating, preventing the zombies from approaching.

All zombies that approached were sent flying by a force, and were thrown several meters away!
At this moment, Fang Xiaole is like a fairy coming down to earth!

The white light that comes with the natal flower sets it off in an extraordinary and refined way. Stepping on the lotus flower is like a Buddha walking in the world!

For a while, zombies could hardly get close to him!

Even the zombies that were sent flying by him, when they saw Fang Xiaole approaching, they even appeared humanized fear and retreated again and again, which looked extraordinarily funny.

"Fuck! Who is that brother! So powerful?!"

On one side, Qiu Sheng, who had already taken off his zombie costume but still had some white face, looked at Fang Xiaole in the middle with a shocked expression.

Fang Xiaole was frightened by Fang Xiaole who showed his might!
Qiusheng was like this, and Wencai was even more like that. He opened his mouth so wide that he could stuff his fist, "No... I don't know!"

"Oh! His name seems to be Fang Xiaole..."

……

"Brother! Take it easy! They are all my guests!"

On the other side, Daoist Simu was still busy rescuing the beaten zombie from Uncle Jiu's hands, while comforting the zombie affectionately.

Suddenly, both Uncle Jiu and him were shocked by the movement!
"My darling!"

The Taoist priest with four eyes stopped what he was doing, looked at Fang Xiaole who was not far away on the lotus, and muttered to himself, "Why do you look so much like the monk next door to me?"

"This is……"

Uncle Jiu was shocked, and looked at Fang Xiaole who was showing off his might in disbelief.

"Brother, this Fang Xiaole..."

The four-eyed Taoist priest looked serious.

"not simple!"

Uncle Jiu said in a low voice, but his eyes were fixed on Fang Xiaole's back.

"...Should there be a foundation-building realm?"

The four-eyed Taoist priest was dumbfounded, "How big is this? How dare you dare to build a foundation! Taoist priests are only on the ninth level of Qi training, and they will soon build a foundation!"

The four-eyed Taoist priest looked angrily, envious and jealous.

"more than!"

Uncle Jiu shook his head, "It should have reached the middle stage of the foundation establishment realm, and it will soon be the late stage of the foundation establishment realm!"

Uncle Jiu looked serious.

"What? So you are stronger than senior brother?"

The four-eyed Taoist priest looked stunned. He believed in his senior brother's judgment. After all, his senior brother had already reached the foundation establishment realm for many years.

On the other side, Fang Xiaole was already beating four zombies, forcing them into a corner, trembling!

He did not dare to confront Fang Xiaole head-on.

"However, the technique is very rough! There is even no trace of using any technique..."

Uncle Jiu couldn't help being puzzled, but he suddenly reminded the four-eyed priest beside him, "You don't care about your guests anymore?"

"my guest……"

Taoist Priest Simu was admiring Fang Xiaole's strength. After Uncle Jiu reminded him, he immediately reacted, "Fuck! My guest! Stop it..."

……

(End of this chapter)

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