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

meditation.

"Xu Bu Si, what do you think?" Numb was a little fidgety.

He was the registered morgue man of Maoshan Hell. If an accident happened, his gavel would definitely be lost. He didn't have many gavels.

If that's the case, I'm going to get these two brats in trouble.

I am worried that I will not live to be 50 and end up in hell.

"Nothing? Master Ren might have changed a long time ago." Luo Chuan looked at the hemp ground, his forehead was black, and his anger did not ease.

Facing disaster.

"You two little brats, what's wrong? The simple coroner sent Master Ren home and buried him. What happened to the body?" Mother Ma said angrily.

"Master, when we were driving the corpses, Master Ren disappeared at some point." The weak man replied.

"It's broken.' Horses are sometimes reined in by hand.

His body had at least five lives, and it only took a moment.

"Brother, what's wrong?" Luo Chuan was a little curious.

Xiao Ma is a little erratic at ordinary times, but he is an expert among his fellow disciples at Maoshan.

He who knows how to seek good fortune and avoid misfortune is the only one who knows how to seek good fortune and avoid misfortune.

Otherwise, with his weak abilities, he would not have survived until now and would have been devoured by Maoshan’s enemies long ago.

Wizard, painter, animal maker.

But Maoshan's eyes have not been greedy for a long time. Because of Maoshan's strength, he dare not show up.

"Mr. Ren, he died last night, killing five people. The underworld has put all these lives on me." Mom cried.

He is innocent.

After this, will you give up the blame and forgive me?

The zombie wearing a Qing Dynasty official hat stopped, listened to the beautiful clock music, and fell asleep.

"Master and disciple, after the master transformed into a corpse, he seemed a little different from ordinary zombies. He seemed to like listening to music." Mother Ma hid in the grass, walking a little unnaturally.

As a Taoist priest of Maoshan, what I fear most is encountering corpse scammers who do not follow the usual path. I don’t talk about how powerful zombies are. The key is that they are unique and make them tremble.

Ridiculously dangerous. That's their consensus!

"In his previous life, he seemed to have given this watch to his most beloved relative. You should also know that the root of all changes in corpses is obsession. My master's obsession is probably deeper than that of ordinary zombies. Moreover, his vivid eyes seem a little unusual." Luo Chuan smacked his lips secretly.

There is a former zombie prince of the Northern Frontier royal family who possesses the power of thunder and lightning. What secrets does this zombie have?

The music from the clock faded away, and the sound of twisting gears swayed in the grass. A beautiful young girl, with a cheerful step, staggered home.

"Zhu Zhu, where are you going?" Haoyi jumped out of the bushes as soon as he saw the color.

Zhu blocked Zhu's way.

"Mr. Hao, weren't you looking for a teacher? Why are you back again?" Zhu was a little curious.

But he angered the zombies behind him, who roared and flew directly towards Zhu Zhu.

"Not good." Ma quickly took the golden sword and chased the zombie.

Gradually, I became afraid that the master and disciple would leave forever!

Xu Bushi chased after him feebly.

"Grandpa, why are you here?" Zhu stared at Master Ren curiously.

Grabbing Hao Zhu's hand, he ran towards the path in the valley.

"Hao, what's wrong? Is grandpa behind him?" Zhu'er looked surprised.

"Your grandfather is dead, and now he is hiding the body. Didn't you see him being buried last night?" Hao lied bluntly.

"Oh, yes." Zhu'er rode her bicycle in panic, with the zombie master chasing behind.

Taking the corpse symbol drawn by Lin Jiu, he stuck it directly on Master Ren’s forehead.

Spontaneous combustion without wind!

It was of no use, and he just stopped Master Ren from continuing on his way.

Jump, jump, jump, jump.

In his eyes, there seemed to be not only Buddhist beads, but also music coming from the clock, but to everyone present, it was like floating clouds.

There is no way to stop the master.

"Brother, have you ever seen a perverted master?" Mama was a little worried.

The sword with money in his hand told him that ordinary Maoshan Taoism was completely useless to Master Ren.

"Brother, have you seen (King Li's)? Master Ren seems to have needle holes." Luochuan hesitated.

He had seen the musical "Zombie" before, and the cause of Ren's death was like a needle in Western medicine. But the specific ingredients, even if he was a Maoshan Taoist priest, he was not familiar with it.

I have no idea!

It is the biggest fatal injury.

"Master and disciple, are you saying that the Western ghost took Master Ren away, injected Western medicine, and the body changed?' Numbness made me have a headache.

Damn Western ghost, why are you so curious?

There is nothing much to study about the corpse.

Luochuan nodded.

"This is difficult. It seems that I have to ask Lin Jiu to come forward. If I deal with ordinary zombies, it may be okay, but it may not work against supernatural zombies." Mother Ma thought for a while.

Chapter 185: Spent a fortune building a reputation

Luochuan knew that the dead mouse didn't feel cold. Hit the high end!

"Mom, don't say useless words. Maoshan Taoism is ineffective. How can I interpret this music zombie?' Luochuan looked very heavy.

This was also the first time he had encountered such a difficult situation in many years.

mutation!

In the world next to Marvel Comics, people can mutate freely. The rich rely on technology, and the poor rely on mutation. But what mutations are the zombies of the Republic of China making?

Let him study in Maoshan for many years, how can he live on his own.

It’s best if what you’ve learned over the years is mutated, but it’s troublesome.

It was a blasphemy he had learned over the years.

I can stand it, but I can't stand it!

Zombies must die.

If not, it will shake his faith.

Enter science!

Pooh!

Entering the world of immortal cultivation in the Republic of China is the mainstream. Evil ways, you can't survive.

Luochuan stared quietly at the zombies dancing to the music ahead. What should he do if Mr. Lin didn't come?

In, he is professional.

But it's Uncle Jiu's turn to catch ghosts and zombies.

Killing is not his style.

At night, the moon was dim and the stars were sparse. On the country road, the sentry post was still turning dimly.

"Whether you do 560 or not, be careful with the candles."

Unexpectedly, danger came. The music zombie who couldn't find the house came down gently from the sky behind, stretched out his red teeth, and sent him away directly.

Blood was collected from the whole body.

Burp with satisfaction.

The next day, Luochuan and Mudi, who were still sleeping in the hotel, were awakened by the noisy noise.

The door was pushed open violently.

Luochuan was still washing his face in the sink, with the iron spear, and suddenly it hit him from behind, all the way to the back of his head.

Looking back on the past.

Luochuan was a little surprised.

The people in front of me are all familiar with them. They play the golden supporting role and make fun of them.

"Captain?"

"What about you?"

Cao Chang was stunned for a while. This was also the first time he met Luo Chuan in his own field. Why could he call his own name? Did his name reach the ears of strangers?

A look of pride.

"Who are you? I have never seen you before." Cao Zheng joked with a three-point sight while holding the distorted pattern.

"Taohuawu, monk." Luochuan briefly introduced his origins.

In the Jiangnan water town, he is neither a stranger nor a stranger in this place, and should have heard of his name.

"It's the barefoot immortal." The sergeant was surprised.

I don't think it's possible.

"It's just a name. It has no value." Put Luochuan's white towel on the rack.

"Sergeant, what's wrong?" Luo Chuan looked at Sergeant teasingly. He was a real dog.

In order to gain his position, he not only secretly amassed wealth, but also coveted money. The key point is that I remember his cousin. It seems that they are all in Uncle Jiu's movie world.

Captain Cao plays the same role. Although he is obsessed with money and lustful, it seems to be useless every time.

It's a pity that the sergeant has a deep background. In a place like the countryside, you can't become an armed squad leader without some tricks.

"Master Xu, there has been a sudden murder in the local area. Recently, your strangers came to the town. Our captain needs work, so we have to inconvenience you." The sergeant smiled sinisterly.

In his eyes, but for the monk, he didn't believe it at all. He wanted to believe in the crooked stick in his hand.

"Can you take me there?" Luo Chuan said. Just a nobody, a person rolling around on the earth, Luo Chuan is calm and does not allow others to play dumb?

It’s always better to spice up your life.

See how far he can jump.

Anyway, the ending has been decided!

"I'm sorry?" Cao Chang took Luochuan out of the hotel.

Ma's master and apprentice were tied up directly. Seeing Xu Bu Si's walk, he suddenly got angry.

"Captain Sergeant, didn't you make the distinction? Why isn't Xu Can wearing handcuffs? We must be restrained." Ma's mother said angrily.

"How can a charlatan like you compare with Taoist Master Xu?" Commander Cao looked unconvinced. What if it was true?

In the world, people's names are tree shadows.

be careful.

Be careful not to make big mistakes.

"Luochuan, help me untie Cao Chang. After all, I am your senior brother." Ma Xiang's momentum is not good, please be direct.

Xushou is a cold place.

Maintain your aloof image.

Father, I have to get out no matter what.

"Don't help..."

"Xu Bu Si, you are not brave. Do you think I took you to eat grilled fish when we were in Maoshan?" Ma Ma directly exposed his old story.

Luochuan blushed.