Zombieland: Please call me a ghost

Such a shameful thing, the four-eyed Taoist priest is absolutely unwilling to see it.

"It's a good idea, the matter of you teasing my master is not so easy to solve."

Before the master could speak, Jingjing shouted out. At this time, she was already holding a lighted incense stick in her little hand, and she blew on it. The fire light on it was clearly visible.

"Jingjing, let's stop here."

Hearing Li Gan's words, Jingjing seemed a little hesitant.

For other people, Jingjing may not care, or even give Jiale face, but for Li Gan, Jingjing has an indescribable feeling.

That's the first kind of person who wants to show her girly side, not aggressiveness.

It is not enough to say that it is love for the time being, but there is definitely a good impression.

"Let go of Taoist priest, Jingjing."

The master at the side accepted the quarrel, and then walked inside, "Daoist, there is a jar of sesame oil, drink it all, and the spell will be solved naturally."

After hearing this, Li Gan felt black.

This master still has a sullen personality.

Such a method can indeed remove the spell, but suffering is inevitable. After thinking about it, I know that if I drink a tank of oil, that will happen. . . .

Jingjing dropped the incense in her hand with a blank expression, then turned her head and left.

Jia Le swallowed his saliva, looked at his master, he believed what the master said.

He couldn't accept that his master wanted to drink a pot of oil, so he subconsciously looked at the ones on the table. . .A tank of oil.

"What are you afraid of?"

For the sake of face, the four-eyed Taoist priest has obviously already said, "Bring it to me, isn't it just to drink it?"

"unnecessary!"

Seeing that Jia Le really wanted to get it, Li Qian hurriedly stopped him.

Directly coming to the side of the four-eyed priest, Li Qian grabbed the arm of the four-eyed priest, and the mana was running, and the four-eyed priest immediately returned to normal state.

This is nothing more than a small spell.

There is naturally no way to solve the trick of the four-eyed Taoist priest. If there is no entry into Jiale, it is naturally even more hopeless.

Li Qian's strength is even higher than that of the four-eyed Taoist priest. To solve this small spell, it can be solved under the impact of mana, which is very simple.

"call...."

Chapter 41 The Arrival of Priest Chizuru

Simudao let out a long sigh of relief.

There is no need to drink this tank of oil. Although he persisted for the sake of face, he was already scared in his heart.

Patting Li Gan on the shoulder, the four-eyed priest was very pleased.

Anyway, this is his nephew, although he is not an apprentice, but he also has face, doesn't he?

"Humph!"

He snorted coldly at Jia Le, with a hint of hatred in his voice, "Boy, when Master needs help, he can't help you with anything. I have raised you for so many years in vain."

After finishing speaking, the four-eyed Taoist priest turned and walked out.

The master has been successfully persuaded by Li Qian, so naturally he will not be chanting scriptures anymore, and the four-eyed Taoist priest is anxious to go to sleep.

"Oh...."

Jia Le kept scratching his head in a nonno manner.

Seeing this scene, Li Gan felt a little helpless, "Brother, in fact, you should spend more time on cultivation."

"I know, Junior Brother!"

After a slightly depressed response, Jia Le laughed again, as if thinking of something good, "Junior brother, tomorrow I will take you to the mountain, there are many interesting things there."

Got it!

After hearing this sentence, Li Qian knew that what he said was useless.

However, the relationship with Jiale is only between seniors and brothers, and Li Qian is not so worried. After talking about it, whether to listen or not is his own business.

Compared with Qiusheng and Wencai, Jiale's qualifications are somewhat stronger.

When you reach the level of a master, you can easily tell whether these ordinary people are materials for cultivating Taoism.

If Jiale had studied the Dadong Sutra of Shangqing seriously since he was a child, although the second level may not be achieved, there must be no problem with the first level.

That is already the realm of a human teacher. If you master a few spells, you will not have to worry about the rest of your life in this era of rampant demons and ghosts.

If we give some modern people a chance and tell them that they have the opportunity to travel across the world to practice Taoism and become masters, I am afraid that many people will have their heads cut off.

They just live in the blessing and don't know the blessing.

. . .

After spending two days peacefully, Li Qian had a good experience of rural life.

If you practice Taoism, it is indeed better to come here than Renjia Town.

On the third day, the appearance of a group of people made Li Qian excited.

"Senior Brother! Senior Brother!"

The leader was dressed in a bright yellow Taoist robe, the most traditional attire for a Taoist priest, with a trace of worry on his thin face.

"Master, the uncle is here!"

The most idle person is Jiale, who immediately discovered the arrival of Daoist Qianhe, and seemed very excited.

In the yard, Li Gan and Taoist Simu walked out.

"Senior brother!"

"Brother!"

The two made a joke.

"Master Uncle, you haven't come for a long time." Jia Le was very happy, obviously he had a good relationship with Daoist Qian He.

Daoist Qianhe smiled and nodded, then looked at Li Qian, "Brother, is this your new disciple?"

"This is not my disciple, I don't have that blessing."

Speaking of Li Gan, Daoist Simu felt a little bit emotional, how wonderful it would be to be his disciple.

After a pause, Daoist Simu said with some reluctance, "He is our nephew, a disciple of Brother Lin Jiu, and he came to live with me for a while."

"Uncle Master!"

"I haven't seen senior brother for many years. I didn't expect senior brother to accept another disciple."

Daoist Qianhe took a good look at Li Gan, but his strength was about the same as that of Daoist Simu, so naturally he couldn't tell Li Gan's current state.

Suddenly he was a little surprised, which made him a little uncertain, but it could be seen that Li Gan's realm was definitely not low.

"Senior Brother, there is someone who succeeds."

Daoist Qianhe sighed for a moment, then turned his head, "North, south, east, and west, I came here to see your uncle and brothers from the same sect."

"What's the matter? Why waste time here?"

Before the four apprentices of Taoist Master Qianhe came over, a sharp voice sounded.

Li Qian turned his head and looked over, and suddenly felt a little nausea.

I didn't feel much when watching movies before, but after seeing real people. . . .

This person is Wu Shilang. Judging by his official position, he is obviously not a eunuch, and he has a beard at the corner of his mouth.

Of course, in modern terms, it can be said to be a sissy, even a fake girl is fine.

With an orchid finger in his hand, he walked over with a look of displeasure, and pointed to Taoist Priest Qianhe, "Hurry up, it's too hot in this damn weather."

The hand was still fanning himself, but there was a pungent smell coming from it.

Strong smell of rouge gouache, and a trace of foul smell.

This level of mixing made people feel a little disgusted. Li Qian didn't need to give him face, so he took a few steps back and distanced himself from the other party.

Wu Shilang noticed Li Gan's movements, and when he saw Li Gan's appearance, his eyes immediately lit up.

"What's the name of this little brother, he's so handsome."

It was an unscrupulous look, as if wanting to swallow Li Gan.

Li Gan gave him a cold look, thinking of the plot in the plot, Li Gan couldn't help but sneered, he was going to become his energy point anyway.

At this time, the Qing Dynasty had already perished, and the last emperor was already a puppet.

It's really sad that these people are still living in a dream.

He is different from Master Ren, that is his own father-in-law, so Li Gan will save him if he can. If this Wu Shilang is a good man, Li Gan doesn't mind helping him if he can.

But in the scene just now, Li Qian didn't need to worry about him.

"My lord, I'm here to borrow a bag of glutinous rice from my senior brother."

Seeing the awkward atmosphere, Priest Qianhe quickly said something.

"Jintong Coffin? Mo Dou?"

Hearing that Daoist Qianhe wanted to borrow glutinous rice, Daoist Simu hurriedly looked over there, and immediately discovered the existence of the Jintong coffin, his expression became serious, "There are... zombies inside."

"Junior brother, why didn't you just burn it?"

Wu Shilang was still looking at Li Gan with a nympho look on his face, he didn't pay attention to what Daoist Simu said, otherwise he would definitely be charged with disrespect.

Chapter 42 Borrowing a Sword

"This is the royal family of the frontier."

Daoist Qianhe hesitated a little, and then said, "I was entrusted this time to send it to the capital in its entirety."

Although the Qing Dynasty had perished, Li Qian knew that the status of the royal family was still honorable.

I'm afraid the reward this time is quite a lot. Of course, there is no way for Daoist Qianhe to refuse such a business.

"Jia Le, go get glutinous rice for your uncle."

"Master!"

"Grandmaster!"

It was so lively outside, the master also came out at this time.

After greeting Daoist Qianhe, the master had just heard the conversation between the two of them, and at this moment he had already walked towards the Jintong coffin.

The rest of the people followed.

As soon as he approached, Li Gan noticed a strong corpse aura.

This coffin looks like a golden coffin, but there are a lot of copper in it, and it also has the effect of suppressing the corpse.

You must know that this is daytime, and the sun is shining brightly at this time, and you can still feel such a strong corpse, the guy inside is very fierce!

"This is much higher level than Mrs. Ren."

This royal zombie is a little different from normal zombies, it is a mutated existence.

After tonight, after the baptism of Tianlei, it will definitely transform, and it will be stronger than it is now.

That is, the so-called Iron Armored Corpse, Bronze Armored Corpse, Silver Armored Corpse, and Golden Armored Corpse. This evolutionary route is somewhat different from the orthodox one, but the strength is not much different.

It's just that the focus is different. Normal zombies are promoted to improve their abilities in all aspects.

And for such a mutated zombie, the most strengthened body is its own body.

"The weather is fine now, why doesn't the Taoist priest take down the covering to absorb some sunlight and reduce some corpse aura?"

Although the Buddhist and Taoist systems are different, the basic common sense is clear.

Hearing the master's words, Daoist Qianhe's eyes lit up, and he was stopped by Li Gan just as he was about to call his apprentice to do it.