Zombie: I made the immortal uncle Jiu by making clay figures

"Yes, the teacher asked us to add ingredients that will have a fatal attraction to ghosts. Xiao Li, I have to go early. Tonight, my master and many masters and uncles will set up a siege, open the gates of hell, and completely send away the ghosts wandering in this world. It will be too late if I don't go."

The ghost named Wang Xiaoli smiled and nodded.

"Very good, you two. I'll be on my way. Bye."

Xiao Li's ghost disappeared immediately, wearing white clothes, and turned into the ground.

I secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"How can this person deal with ghosts when he is so listless?"

In autumn, Wencai and the other two people lifted their souls. Looking at the number of ghosts gathered around us, more and more, hundreds and thousands, I suddenly felt a little stupid.

The two of them had no time to waste, so they carried their luggage and ran towards the mountain road.

"Master, Uncle Shi, we have called the wandering ghosts. Hurry up." Cai Qiusheng hid behind Uncle Jiu, panting.

This seems to give them a little sense of security.

"Master, this is too scary. There are more ghosts outside than in the Ghost Festival and the theater." I could only panic a little.

"Hmph, Master is here to deal with these ghosts and settle accounts with you. Why did you take so long?"

Luochuan often sees ghosts walking at night.

Hundreds of ghosts, only a few thousand people.

The spirit-calling umbrella in his hand sometimes moves back and forth between contractions.

The yellow symbol was thrown into the void by him for free. The yellow symbol flashed yellow. The irresistible ghost was soon collected by Luochuan into the umbrella handle.

Chapter 161: Master, Help!

Green bamboo. As the ghosts came in, it became colder and colder, with frost condensing faintly.

Luochuan frowned.

"Brothers, hurry up, there are more and more ghosts." Luo Chuan still has some strength left, mainly the Soul Chasing Umbrella, which is a bit overloaded.

Before long, Luochuan's magic weapon was completely abandoned.

Go out to eat. It's not easy.

Must accidentally put money in it.

It's true. It makes Luochuan a little embarrassed.

He didn't want to make his embarrassing life worse again.

I think he will eat cabbage leaves and tofu skin for a while after returning to Taohuawu.

Demons were dancing in the sky, and flags were flying on the ground, directly connected to the void, tying up the ghosts that escaped there in mid-air.

Admission only. No exit.

Some brothers were even more like this, holding huge cloth bags and using their roaring attraction to roll up a series of ghosts.

Someone took a hundred-year-old peach wood sword, put a yellow label on it, burned the ghost together, and sealed it directly.

There is only an empty space in the middle.

Very conspicuous!

Thunder rumbled and the sky was full of clouds.

There were no ghosts within three feet of the surrounding area. This was because if they were within three feet of the stone sword, all ghosts would instantly turn to ashes and disappear.

No residue.

The uncle frowned.

"Brother, most of these ghosts are stupid ghosts, they have never done anything evil. Should we monks open the net and the ghost gate to send them out?"

Shi Jian had a frosty face as he stared at Uncle Nine.

"Women's kindness, love the ghosts in this world. Even if they have not committed any evil today, they will definitely kill and do evil in the future. Instead of pampering them, it is better to kill them directly. In order to prevent them from becoming bad parties."

"Evil beast, look at this thunder fist..."

It was obvious that Shi Jian didn't listen to Uncle Jiu.

"Hurry up, brother, gather more ghosts and we can save a few innocent ghosts." Luo Chuan looked at Shi Jian beside him indifferently.

The wandering ghosts all turned into ashes.

Not to mention.

Before the lightning arrived, it was dazzled by the white light and turned into ashes.

"Brother, I'm angry." The four-eyed dragon hesitated a little, but gave up trying to persuade him.

"Brother, there is no need to care. If the result is good, it's fine. It is obvious that the eldest brother has also cut off his own retreat. He will live forever." Luo Chuan said lightly.

"Wait a moment..." the one-eyed dragon signaled.

There are some things you can say, and there are some things I will keep in my heart.

Luochuan saw that Shi Jian looked unhappy and looked at him.

The little heart was pounding.

This violates Shi Jian's taboo.

...

After a night, these ghosts were finally sent back to their hometown, which was a perfect merit.

Luochuan and his party returned to Renjia Town.

Uncle Jiu’s house.

The bespectacled Taoist threw two silver coins to Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai to buy wine and food.

"Changsheng, if there was anything wrong in what you said just now, it would make Senior Brother miss you directly." Four-Eyed Dragon said worriedly.

Xu Shou stayed.

"It's just a word. Shi Jian is not that stingy. He refines ghosts for the purpose of cultivating Taoism and improving his magic power, but you also know that refining ghosts is a taboo in the underworld. What my brother said is the truth." Some of the undead Xu also disagreed.

Now that I have done it, I dare not say it.

How can you walk the path of immortality when you say what is in your heart?

Just like the Zombie King built a Maoshan in his backyard, none of his fellow disciples recognized him.

"You are different from your brother. He is a master of Maoshan and is born with the connections of Maoshan underworld. We only do our best to accumulate virtues and look forward to becoming a ghost. One day we will have a place in the underworld. Fundamentally, we are different." The uncle said lightly.

"Brother, you think so too." Luo Chuan was a little surprised.

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One must bow his head under the roof.

“Shi Jian violated some taboos, but for many Maoshan seniors, these are within the permitted range. Didn’t you see the old monster in the back mountain, who didn’t stand at all? Otherwise, he would be in trouble.”

"Brother, since you have the intention of being a master and a disciple, you should also understand that it is a master and a disciple. Self-destruction and hell. The priesthood of the underworld has nothing to do with my brother." Luo Chuan looked at the moonlight outside indifferently. A ray of longing.

As long as there is no way out, people can move forward. If there is a way out, they will be lazy. It is impossible to make great strides on the road to immortality.

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"Master and disciple, I also know that you have lofty ambitions. When you discovered that the orthodox path could not support your pursuit of immortality, and you resorted to unorthodox practice, we acquiesced. But if..." The Four-Eyed Dragon didn't say a few words, but I knew what he meant.

The world is ending, the aura is thin, the world is in turmoil, the people are miserable, demons are everywhere, and the world has reached a critical point.

I would be scared if you were alone.

“Brother, don’t worry. As you know, Master and Disciple have accumulated a lot of merit in Taohuawu. He has done a lot of work as a fortune teller and exorcist, and he has helped many creatures on the verge of death. Although some underworld gangs are quite picky about Master and Disciple, they dare not act rashly.”

Luo Chuan was a little helpless, but there was nothing he could do. In this damn world, if he went forward 500 years, he would not only become a god boss, but also the God of Wealth.

Live like a fairy in the mountains and enjoy the fun of the world!

It's a pity that he missed the dividends of the times. Seeing that the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was getting weaker and weaker, he became anxious. He could only find a way out from the immortal seeds.

Zombies, rather than not entering the five elements, it is better to reincarnate.

As long as he trains the Zombie King and finds an opportunity to break through the corpse-jumping realm, he can go anywhere.

Who could stop him then?

Someone stop him!

Chapter 162 Painter of Skin

"Forget it, don't say such unpleasant words. Wencai and Qiu Sheng went to buy food and drinks. I smelled the fragrance for a long time, why haven't they come back yet?" Luochuan frowned.

Look outside the house.

These two unlucky guys won’t cause any more trouble. If he doesn’t resign, he wants to leave Renzhen directly. This is a non-vortex place.

He wanted to stay in Taohuawu, but he seldom performed exorcisms every day.

He basically just muddles through life, and only takes action when he meets wealthy employees, local tyrants, or warlords.

However, they fully and generously supported the cultivation of Luochuan.

If he were an ordinary person, he would not easily change their cause and effect relationship.

All the causes and consequences are your own fault. If you are a good friend, why would the inner demon "550" run rampant? You must do something shameful to be remembered by the monster.

Otherwise, they would know nothing and sooner or later would be killed by the demon-subduing monks passing by.

"Master, food and drinks have all been bought." Without seeing anyone, Wencai and Qiu Sheng trotted back to the room and closed the door directly.

A look of panic.

"What's wrong? What happened? Why are you so flustered?" Uncle Jiu was unhappy.

These two disciples were too unstable. When they saw that I died young, they were soft-hearted and accepted me.

But they

let it go.

"Master,..." Wen tried to explain.

Because he was kicked by Qiu Sheng, he simply put down the food and wine silently, sat on the chair and started eating.

Hey! Luo Chuan sighed.

As for these two funny friends who got into trouble, I don’t know how Uncle Jiu could tolerate them for ten years. If Xu Bu Si knew, he would kick them out.

Feeling uncomfortable alone?

Eat something tasteless.

Luo Chuan returned to the room and called his zombie king directly. He was wearing innocent clothes and had a rosy face, not like a wild zombie withered appearance.

A cold air circulated in the room.

If you look closely, the Zombie King's face has seven similarities with Luochuan.

"It's still interesting. Just doing your own thing and accumulating merit is not enough... Or, where is that opportunity?"

Luochuan talked to himself.

Outside, two sneaky figures suddenly felt the temperature around them drop a little and shivered with cold.

Through the window.

Gazing at Luochuan’s home.

Two similar numbers.

Keep your eyes open.

“Brother, how can there be two masters…” Wen just trembled his cold fingers, chattered his teeth, and felt guilty.

"virtual"

"Keep your voice down, and let Uncle Shi know that there will be good consequences for both of us."

“But it’s really two people.”

Uncle Jiu and Four-Eyed Dragon, who were preparing to go to bed, also felt the temperature around them drop a lot, and looked at Luochuan's room sadly.

"Brother, your talent for cultivation does make us jealous. However, your detour seems to be a shortcut. However, you don't know that this road may be a detour." The uncle sighed.