Zombieland: Please call me a ghost

"It's the rainy season at this time, and no one can tell when it will rain, and the ink fountain line will be washed away..."

"It's because I didn't think carefully!"

Hearing Li Qian's words, the master thought for a while, and quickly agreed.

It's okay if good intentions lead to bad things, but I'm afraid that something unexpected will happen, and it will be too late to regret at that time.

Li Qian did this just to make up for it.

Daoist Qianhe is a good person, and he is also his uncle. In addition, he has a good relationship with Uncle Jiu, so he belongs to Uncle Jiu's faction. If possible, Li Gan will definitely help.

In fact, it's almost the same thing if it's dismantled or not.

The rain came quickly, and it was naturally accompanied by strong winds. With this thing, it can only be relieved. After a long time, even if it is not removed, the ink fountain line will be washed away.

It's okay if you hurry up, but is it possible?

Li Gan looked at Wu Shilang, he was out of luck to have such pig teammates.

"Uncle, here, glutinous rice!"

Jiale was very fast, and had already filled a small bag of glutinous rice, walked over and handed it to Daoist Qianhe.

The four-eyed Taoist looked at Qianhe with some concern, "Junior brother, I hope you won't need this bag of glutinous rice."

"Brother, master."

Nodding his head, Daoist Qianhe made another joke, "I'll go first."

"Senior nephew, when I have time, I will go to Renjia Town to see the senior brother. If I have time, I can help the senior uncle take care of your four useless senior brothers."

It can be seen that Taoist Qianhe treats Li Gan specially.

After hearing this, everyone in the southeast and northwest had a little dissatisfaction on their faces.

They followed Daoist Qianhe to travel north and south, and their spirits were naturally high. Where did they go without being honored as Daoist?

However, their level is limited, so naturally they can't see Li Qian's background.

"Since I still have to meet with my uncle, please take this thing with my uncle, and return it to me when we meet next time."

While speaking, Li Gan took out an object wrapped in cloth from behind him, and then opened it, revealing the dark wooden sword inside.

"This...."

"Is this a thousand-year-old mahogany sword?"

Before Daoist Qianhe could say anything, Daoist Simu who was on the side had already taken the mahogany sword from Li Gan's hand and looked at it carefully.

"That's right!"

After observing for a while, the Taoist priest with four eyes nodded firmly.

Then the two brothers and sisters looked at Li Qian in shock.

They have only heard of this thing in legends, and have never seen it at all. Maybe there is something in the Maoshan sect, but it is the treasure of the town sect.

Ascetics generally live long lives. Who knows if there are any figures from the previous generation in the Maoshan School, these things will definitely be in their hands.

But even if there are, one is the most.

"The spirituality of this sword has been worn down a lot, but its power is still great."

Li Qian didn't care too much, "Don't feel embarrassed, uncle, this is lent to you by nephew."

"The things in here are not simple, I hope uncle be careful."

"Nephew, you have a heart."

Even though he usually doesn't like to show his face, at this time, Daoist Qianhe's face was full of emotion.

This thing, if you say borrow it, you will borrow it?

If it were some bad-minded ascetics, I'm afraid they would kill people to seize the treasure. After all, this thing can be used as a family heirloom.

The power is not comparable to the century-old mahogany sword, and it can completely double the attack power of Daoist Qianhe.

Daoist Qianhe is not strong enough to kill this mutated zombie, but if he wants to save his life, there is no problem.

"let's go."

"Brother, we are destined to meet again."

Even though he was reluctant to part with Li Gan, Wu Shilang didn't dare to delay at this time, so he could only leave, but seeing how he looked back at every step, he could tell how he was feeling at this time.

"Sure enough, I didn't misread you, nephew!"

After Daoist Qianhe and others left, Daoist Four Eyes looked at Li Qian more softly.

Extremely talented, first-class strength, coupled with such a fierce attitude.

How could this not be his apprentice?

"Do you want to chant scriptures with this old guy?"

The four-eyed Taoist priest felt that his heart was very uneasy, which was not a good thing.

Chapter 43 The Rain Comes

night.

Li Qian waited quietly.

The sky is very dark, if you don't look carefully, you can't see the sky at all.

Rumble!

A burst of thunder sounded, and Li Gan walked out of the yard.

got windy!

This is obviously a sign of heavy rain, but heavy rain like this comes and goes quickly.

"This is..."

In the sky, a thunderbolt flashed from time to time.

Li Gan felt that something in his body seemed to be pulled.

Lightning Strikes Thunder Fist!

It seemed to be an instinct, and the lightning spontaneously started to work, as if it was about to rush out of the body and merge with the thunder and lightning in the sky.

Li Qian felt it for a while, but he didn't have any other special feelings.

After all, it is the same substance, so it is not surprising to have such a feeling. If it is the Lightning and Thunder Fist of the first three layers, it is impossible to have such a feeling.

"If this skill is practiced to the highest level, it won't be able to summon thunder and lightning from the sky?"

This point is not mentioned in the exercises above.

It may be that the predecessors who created this technique have not practiced to the highest level, but according to the current feeling, Li Qian thinks this is very possible.

"Uncle Simu, are you worried about Uncle Qianhe and the others?"

Without looking back, when he heard footsteps, Li Qian knew that it was the fourth-eyed Taoist priest.

"Ok!"

The four-eyed Taoist priest came to Li Gan's side, looked at the thunder and lightning in the sky, nodded his head, and said, "Sure enough, it will rain heavily. With the thousand-year-old mahogany sword you gave me, I don't care about the safety of your uncle Qianhe." Worried, but the others... hey!"

Although a little out of tune, the four-eyed Taoist priest is very kind.

Li Gan understood the meaning of the four-eyed Taoist priest.

Although the thousand-year mahogany sword is strong, it has great limitations and can only protect one person.

If Daoist Qianhe can't make a choice and wants to protect everyone, then he will fall into a dangerous situation.

"Life and death are fate. Since you have chosen this path, you have to accept any result."

"Yes!"

Hearing Li Qian's words, the Taoist priest with four eyes sighed again.

At this time, I am afraid that Taoist Priest Qianhe and the others have already left a certain distance. Even if Taoist Priest Four Eyes wants to go to help, it is too late.

Do your best and listen to the fate, Nuomi and Taomujian are already Taoist Qianhe, and you can only look at himself.

Whoa!

Not long after, it rained cats and dogs.

The dust on the ground was splashed by the rain, and accompanied by the bursts of thunder, it even gave people a feeling that it was the end of the world.

"Jia Le, stay at the door, when the rain stops, remember to tell me."

The four-eyed Taoist priest was still worried. He did this just to make himself more acceptable.

Li Gan sat on the chair and waited quietly.

No matter what happened, someone was bound to come for help next.

This is not the so-called plot stress, but an inevitable phenomenon.

The living people in the convoy know that there are people living here and have been here before, especially knowing that they are the brothers of the Taoist chief.

And the same goes for zombies.

In a room with such a large radius, there are only living people here, and it is the instinct of zombies to improve their strength, so they will come naturally.

So, rest easy and wait.

"Master, the rain has stopped."

"Help, help..."

Just as Jia Le yelled, Wu Shilang's sharp voice came from outside.

But at this time, his voice was not as lofty as before, it was completely panicked.

"Go out and see!"

The four-eyed Taoist yelled at Li Gan, and the two walked out quickly.

In the yard, Wu Shilang staggered in with the little prince in his arms. Seeing him, he was obviously frightened.

"What happened to the child?"

Li Qian didn't care about the child's identity.

The first time he went up and looked at it, the little prince's complexion was extremely pale, and there were several blood holes on his arms that were shocking.

And from the position of the blood hole, black blood is bubbling out, with an extremely stench.

Obviously poisoned by the corpse.

Ignoring other things, Li Gan snatched the child from Wu Shilang's hands, then turned around and handed it to Jia Le, "Brother, hurry up and bring it in."

And the master and Jingjing on the other side all came out.

"How is my junior brother?"

Seeing Li Qian solve the child's matter, the Taoist priest with four eyes grabbed Wu Shilang's arm, his face was a little ferocious.

Wu Shilang sobbed a few times tremblingly, and said: "I don't know what's going on now, when I left...he was...fighting that monster..."

"I'm afraid everyone else..."

"Where did you find yourself in danger?"

Hearing Wu Shilang's words, the face of the four-eyed Taoist priest looked a little better.

In any case, such a result is barely acceptable, after all, Daoist Qianhe doesn't seem to have any major problems so far.

Although it has a thousand-year-old mahogany sword, the power of this thing is amazing, but it needs the blessing of mana. According to the situation of Taoist Master Qianhe, it cannot last for too long.

"In... high woods... over there..."

Wu Shilang recalled it for a while before saying it again.

"Go, let's go there quickly."

The four-eyed priest looked at Li Qian and the master, and then at the master.

"Don't worry, leave the family to me, and there will be no problems."