At the beginning, he became a baby and worshipped Uncle Jiu as his godfather!

A cool breeze passed through the hall.

Two thunderbolts sounded in the sky, lighting up the night instantly.

Cleared the world of sultry heat.

"Ah, it feels so comfortable! It's so hot these days."

Jia Le took a bite of rice and felt comfortable all over.

Even Master Ikkyu's face looked a little happy.

"It looks like it's going to rain soon, and it's finally cool."

"There hasn't been any rain for a while. I was really worried about a drought. Fortunately, it's raining now."

Qingqing also echoed.

As he spoke, he flashed two more thunderbolts, as if giving an order, and the rain poured down.

"Wow, 떘놅 is so urgent."

Jiale looked at the rain outside the window and said happily.

"It hasn't rained for so long, and suddenly it's so heavy. I must have drank too much water, hehe."

His face looked ugly and he put the tea bowl in his hand.

"Then why 떘Snow?"

Seeing his master like this, Jia Le instantly became a little flinched.

"Hey, 떘Snow, 떘Snow놆 God shit!"

"If it thunders, then God will fart, if there is wind, then God will gasp for air, and if there is an earthquake, what is it? Tell me!"

"Earthquake, earthquake, earthquake, just find a place to hide."

The sudden heavy rain brings some changes to the unchanging life, which is always surprising.

Yixiu was eating tofu with a calm expression, listening to the quarrel between his master and his apprentice.

"When it's hot, it's like this. If it's too hot during the day, it's easy to get a sudden heavy thunderstorm at night."

Master Ikkyu is sharing his experience with everyone.

Only the Taoist priest is not very open.

He curled his lips and said, "What's so good about the rain? When it rains, there's mud and water everywhere. When you step on the mud, you can't even walk."

눁目道长놆 hates 떘rain놅.

I especially hate this sudden heavy rain.

After all, he has been out chasing corpses all year round and sleeping in the open air. If it suddenly rains heavily, he will be turned into a drowned rat.

The dirt road also became muddy and difficult to navigate, delaying his journey.

His customers were soaked in water, and he was worried that they would become moldy, so more measures must be taken.

All in all, everything is not going well, and we need to do more work.

Of course he doesn't like rain.

"Oops! What happened!"

Master Ikkyu suddenly slapped the table and his expression changed.

"Hey, hey, you said just now that the rain is cool, wow, you are changing so quickly just to please me?"

There was some disdain in his eyes, and Monk Yixiu thought that he had already understood it.

If you want to get close, there is really no way.

"No! It's really bad."

Monk Yixiu's face was full of anxiety.

"Today, in the middle of the day, your junior brother, Taoist Master Qianhe, passed by with a group of people. The leader was a young prince, and several masters from the inner circle were also pulling a gold coffin with copper horns and ink thread wrapped around it."

"There is clearly a borderland royal zombie imprisoned in the coffin. He came to you to borrow glutinous rice."

눁mu's face changed a little, and he was a little anxious.

"Nervous, if there are zombies, just burn them on fire. Why are they being transported around?"

Yixiu explained: "People can't help themselves when they are in the rivers and lakes. The zombie of the frontier royal family was a general during his lifetime. Not only was he not burned, but he was also taken to the north for burial."

His face showed anger, "What kind of bullshit royal family? They have lost most of the country in their hands. Externally, they are groveling, and internally they only know how to be arrogant. Now that they have abdicated, how can they put on airs! I think they are all the same, really." They should be killed with one sword!"

Lin Yu said: "Uncle, please listen to what Master Yixiu has to say. It doesn't matter what those beasts are like. The key is that Uncle Qianhe doesn't make any mistakes. Since the copper-horned golden coffin and the ink bucket net are used to imprison the royal family, Zombies must have extraordinary strength.”

"It's raining heavily today, the road is muddy and difficult to navigate, and the bronze-horned golden coffin is extremely heavy. If the car overturns and the zombie escapes, it will be in danger."

My eyes looked worried, but I didn't know who I was comforting.

"Don't worry, when it comes to martial arts, Qianhe is also the best among our group of brothers and sisters. Even your master may not win. I don't know how many zombies have been killed, so I won't be able to hurt him."

"What's more, with the copper-horned golden coffin suppressing it and the ink bucket net, the zombie won't be able to escape even if it doesn't become a spirit."

Ikkyu looked guilty.

"During the day, I saw him carrying this thing while passing by, and he didn't want to burn it on the spot, so I advised him to dismantle the carport to see the sun and let the corpse air dry. If it rained heavily today, if the ink fountain got wet, Net, I really can’t redeem myself until I die!”

"ah?"

His face changed drastically.

"No, I have to go take a look quickly."

Lin Yu also stood up. No wonder he saw a group of people's footprints and ruts on the road when he came here. It must be Uncle Qianhe and the others.

"Uncle Master, I feel a little frightened, and my right eyelid keeps twitching."

Lin Yu had an ominous premonition and the spiritual platform trembled slightly.

The expressions of 눁目 and Ikkyu changed drastically.

People who practice Buddhism don’t make fun of people when they have a sudden impulse.

In particular, he knew that his nephew, his talent, was extraordinary. He was born from the fate of heaven and earth, and was favored by nature. He would inevitably change if he sensed it.

"Which direction did my junior brother go?"

눁 asked anxiously.

"Towards the high woods."

"Jia Le, get the guy!"

Jia Le was unambiguous at this time and quickly picked up a steel sword and two peach wood swords.

"Qingqing, you wait at home and prepare some snake medicine. The Taoist priest and I will go and take a look."

"Let's go."

Lin Yu took out a few armors and greeted everyone.

"Hey, little junior brother, you stay and look after the house. It's dangerous ahead..."

"Brother Jiale, you stay and accompany Miss Qingqing to look after the house. Zombies are making trouble. It's dangerous ahead. You should prepare more glutinous rice water."

"Jiale, listen to your junior brother. You stay first and don't follow. Too many people will cause trouble."

The master immediately ordered.

Jiale and Qingqing were both dumbfounded.

"Ah? Master, you are wrong, right?"

Master Yixiu also said: "Your master is right, Jiale, you should stay too. If the zombie can't even be dealt with by Taoist Qianhe, you will only cause trouble if you follow. For example, prepare more medicine for wounds and things to remove corpse poison."

Turning his head, holding a wooden stick, he rushed into the rain.

"I'll lead the way."

"Hey, Master?"

Lin Yu didn't have time to stop him.

He had to hand the armor horse in his hand to the eyes, and the two tied it on their legs and pasted a few light body talismans on their bodies.

The two chanted the spell and performed the magic.

This feeling is like a swallow, the whole body is like riding a mist, and it seems to be flying in the clouds in a trance. He took a step forward and rushed forward hundreds of meters in the blink of an eye.

Jiale and Qingqing only felt that the person disappeared in the rain in a flash.

Only the two of them were left in the room looking at each other.

After running forward for two breaths, I saw the figure of Ikkyu.

Master Ikkyu is indeed a profound Buddhist. In this storm, he is running like a horse, faster than a horse.

Although he ran for a while, he and Lin Yu caught up with him in the third breath.

Lin Yu caught up with him and slapped two light body talismans on Ikkyu's butt.

He could only reach this high.

Two people, one on the left and one on the right, one grabbed Ikkyu's shoulder and the other grabbed Ikkyu's clothes. The three of them ran forward faster.

Ikkyu exclaimed: "What a great horse! I'm in a hurry to walk."

window._taboola = window._taboola || ; _taboola.push({ mode: 'thumbs-feed-01', container: 'taboola-below-article-feed', placement: 'Below Article Feed', target_type: 'mix' });

The three of them hurried on their way.

On the other side, there was constant noise in the storm.

The rain had soaked everyone's clothes.

The occasional thunder also frightened the sissy.

The sissy was waving his handkerchief and showing off.

"Hurry up, hurry up! Hurry up!"

Several soldiers were swinging hammers and hitting wooden stakes in the rainstorm, setting up camp.

A thin Taoist with a mustache was anxious on the side.

Standing next to the coffin, there is always some ominous premonition.

Reaching under the coffin, I touched a hand full of black water.

The heavy rain wet the ink line and washed away the chicken blood and ink on it.

"Manager Wu, the tent has been set up."

Even in the heavy rain, even if he was answering such a small matter, the soldier still knelt in front of the sissy and reported solemnly.

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

Taoist Qianhe said anxiously.

"Huh? Why?"

"The ink line has begun to bloom."

"Oh~, what about blooming? No!"

The dead sissy was shaking the handkerchief in his hand before speaking.

Taoist Qianhe became more and more anxious.

"Wait a minute..."

"Wait a minute, but not now!"

Then he twisted his body and wiggled his buttocks, with a flattering smile on his face, and ran to the child under the shelf in small steps.

"Seventy-one brother, you can enter the camp, you sit well."

"Lift the sedan."

"Lift the sedan!"

With an order, several soldiers shouted in unison.

It was only a distance of 10 steps, but it was solemn.

Master Qianhe couldn't help feeling a little stuffy.

Gently lifted a corner of the tarpaulin, and the ropes had almost faded.

"Hurry up and push the tent, hurry up!"

Master Qianhe hurriedly ordered when he saw several soldiers coming.

The soldiers did not dare to neglect it and came to push the cart immediately.

Master Qianhe's two apprentices pulled the rope in front, and several soldiers supported the coffin and pushed the cart.

This copper-horned golden coffin is made of gold and weighs more than a thousand pounds.

In such a violent storm, the wheels are stuck in the mud and it is really difficult to push.

Everyone shouted together and pushed forward with difficulty.

Just as they pushed forward a few steps, a gust of wind suddenly blew.

It was even more difficult to blow against the wind.

Moreover, when the gust of wind came, the tarpaulin that covered the coffin was also blown off directly.

Taoist Qianhe grabbed a handful of the wind in front of him and put it under his nose to sniff it gently.

He seemed to smell something wrong, but it was not clear.

The air was humid in the rainstorm, and the soil also exuded a fishy smell, which affected his judgment.

The gust of wind seemed to blow away the rain.

The heavy rain stopped instantly.

The next moment, there was no time to react, and a thunderbolt suddenly flashed in the sky.

The lightning was like a sword tearing through the sky.

Before the thunder could reach my ears, the thunderbolt had already struck the golden coffin.

There was a loud bang, and a soldier holding the coffin flew upside down instantly.

Sparks flashed across the bodies of Taoist Master Qianhe's four disciples.

The thunder conducts electricity through the stone ground and ropes, instantly breaking the amulets they wore one by one.

Everyone felt hot, but luckily they were unscathed.

But the soldier who had just been blown away had turned into charcoal and lost his life in an instant.

The thunder that hit the coffin was like a wake-up call, waking up the zombie sleeping in the coffin.

I saw that the ink net wrapped around the coffin, which had almost faded, was shining with a faint golden light, trying hard to withstand the pressure.

I saw the lid of the coffin, which weighed a thousand kilograms, being lifted up little by little.

The ropes of the Mo Dou Net were also stretched straight.

The hemp rope is obviously not elastic, but at this time it is like a rubber band with full elasticity.

A thin, black hand lifted the lid of the coffin, which weighed a thousand kilograms, as if it were nothing, and pushed the lid open little by little. The ropes of the ink bucket net were also tightened, straightened, thinned, and broken.

The remaining mana roots can't create much hindrance, and can only extinguish after a brief flash of light like a candle in the wind.

Qianhe's four apprentices were all shocked.

Seeing that the coffin lid was pushed open, Qianzhe jumped into the air, turned around in the air and used gravity to make a heavy drop, which hit the coffin lid steadily, closing the coffin again.

"Get the rope quickly!"

Even without his instructions, the apprentices had already prepared ropes as thick as an adult's forearm.

Four people stood on both sides and swung the rope horizontally.

Qianhe stood on the coffin lid and tied up the golden coffin with ropes.

Just as he exerted his strength, a majestic force suddenly penetrated from inside the coffin.

The lid of the gold coffin, which weighed a thousand kilograms, flipped over in an instant, and the hemp rope as thick as an adult's forearm broke instantly.

Qianzhe was thrown directly to the ground, and the coffin lid was slapped towards him.

In desperation, he only had time to slap a diamond talisman on himself.

Only a bang was heard.

The heavy coffin lid hit Qianhe's leg and was rammed deeply into the soil.

Chizuru felt severe pain in her right leg, as if it was broken in half.

Fortunately, I used the diamond talisman to block it, and I had the magic power to protect myself.

놚Otherwise, I'm afraid I won't be able to save my leg just this once.

The zombie has jumped out of the coffin.

Coming towards Qianhe, he seemed to be able to feel the greatest threat coming from Qianhe.

The four apprentices hurriedly swung four ropes with bells attached to the corpse, stood at the four corners and tied the zombie in the middle.

When the corpse-tying rope touches the zombies, it's like a soldering iron touching water.

Incompatible with fire and water, it exudes intense light.

The zombie body has too much evil energy, and the yang energy emitted by the rope that binds the corpse is only a drop in the bucket.

And this zombie is extremely powerful.

Even if the four of them come together, they still can't completely stop this zombie.

We can only struggle with it hard.

Taoist priest Qianhe patted a piece of talisman on his body and quickly pulled his legs out from under the coffin lid.

Out of thin air, a flying kick hit the zombie.

The zombie swayed, but Chizuru felt a violent force reverberate.

He quickly somersaulted in the air and fell down with all his strength.

He drew out the mahogany sword he was carrying, pinched the sword finger with his hand, and touched the sword.

The Yang Qi of the mahogany sword body was stimulated, and it immediately bloomed with golden light.

Chizuru stabbed the zombie in the chest neatly.