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

"Brother Lin, musical? Have you ever seen zombies...?" Luo Chuan asked tentatively.

Uncle Jiu failed, with a naive look on his face, uh, Luochuan.

"Xu Bu Si, your little head and sunflower seeds are so smart, why can't you use them in the right place? Instead, you are struggling in vain on the crooked road."

Hey!

"Brother Mamadi, Brother Lin, is it possible that someone is impersonating you?" Luo Chuan said a little uncertainly.

"Bah! The one who pretends to kill him has no intention of saving lives." Ma Mama Ma must understand Uncle Jiu better than their brothers.

After all, the two of them are good friends who sleep on the kang.

"Luochuan, you are a complete villain. The price just mentioned does not count." The horse behind the horse was cursing.

Luochuan’s selective amnesia.

He was more interested in what his uncle had just said.

“Luochuan, you are also a somewhat ventilated person. Do you still remember what kind of occasion the county government was in?” Uncle Jiu was obviously mixed in with an air of examination.

Looking at Xu Bushi, has he forgotten anything in these years?

Has regressed.

"The Book of Changes says: Follow the laws of nature and follow the laws of man. Feng Shui theory is mysterious and unpredictable. As the saying goes, government officials are more yin than yang, and have to bear seven cranes and tigers and leopards. The laws of Western things are exquisite, and everything is natural. The Colosseum in Rome, etc., attaches importance to integration with the environment and the beauty of the building. This is the same as the magic of the same work.〃 ”

Luochuan dialectically links Eastern Feng Shui with Western objects.

That doesn't seem to be the case in Uncle Jiu's opinion.

If the ancestor were still alive, Luochuan would definitely be killed by the fan.

"Wild. Why should Feng Shui theory be linked to Western things?" Uncle Jiu said angrily.

"I think Senior Brother Lin, master and apprentice, and Feng Shui theory are too mysterious, and are detached from the influence of reality. By comparing with Western objects, we can better understand them." Luo Chuan explained immediately.

"What is it?" Uncle Jiu angrily slapped Luochuan on the back of his head.

Hey!

Although Luochuan was somewhat helpless, "The Fragrance of Mountains and Rivers" and "Above the Qing Court" advocated "learning from the barbarians to control the barbarians."

Why is Uncle Jiu still hesitating?

The ghosts of the West crossed the Atlantic Ocean with sharp guns and invaded without authorization. The Qing Dynasty, which had been secluded and self-reliant, was still struggling.

The last traces of the Qing dynasty's fate were also broken.

I'm just holding on now.

Unless someone turns the tide and kills all the western educated people, there is a chance they will rise again.

It’s a pity that as a constitutional monarch, I’m afraid the Qing court would not think too much about it.

Uncle Jiu seemed to notice Luo Chuan's dissatisfaction. Let's review Xu Bu Si.

"Luochuan, I know you. You are a famous water conservancy town in Jiangnan, and your vision is indeed much broader than ours, but this is not a reason for you to learn Western ghosts after all."

Luo Chuan nodded helplessly.

Format, limited to Uncle Nine.

In Renjia Town, slaying demons and eliminating evil is Uncle Jiu's daily routine, and killing corpses is the work of many of his fellow apprentices.

This is technology, they seem to be still not calm, quietly experiencing. Now the Republic of China is in turmoil, lacking spiritual energy, and is related to Western ghosts.

"Brother, have you ever seen the ghost of the West in you?" The core of the nine questions.

Comrades!

"No, but I heard that there are vampires, angels, gods, and demons in Western mythology..." Luo Chuan explained.

"You said no?"

"Hearing is false, seeing is believing. Instead of gazing at the distant supernatural creatures of the West, it is better to be down-to-earth and study the methods of conquering demons and demons."

Haha! That seems to make sense.

After you move to the county town, you encounter the sermons of Western priests, meet the nun with a black aunt next door, meet the blond and blue-eyed vampire, and see if your uncle has a carefree face again.

Humph, humph!

Luochuan felt a little lost.

"' ˇHaving not seen it doesn't mean it doesn't exist. It just means the script hasn't arrived yet."

"What are you talking about?" Uncle Jiu turned around, picked up the peach wood sword, and stabbed Luochuan in the middle of his eyebrows.

Luo Chuan stepped on the ground and walked straight through the grove, using the leaves in the grove to block Uncle Jiu's attack.

"Xu Bu Si, you little bastard, you actually think you have a zombie doppelganger, you're so great. I can't get rid of you. If you have the guts, call your doppelganger and see if I can chop him up." Uncle Jiu stood under the tree, panting and cursing (Hello, King Li)!

Luo Chuan was speechless. His uncle's temper was really like the rotten stone in the toilet.

Smelly and hard.

Ma, it was standing there, biting the finger it had just used to pick its nose, and laughing and joking.

"Brother Lin, you have to give Luochuan a good beating. He doesn't look down on you, but he looks down on me. 'Mom is afraid of this world.

Wanton revenge.

"Shut up." Luo Chuan and Uncle Jiu shouted at the same time.

Ah!

Mom, chat up, hide behind the tree, and draw a circle.

“Master, what are you doing?” Hao stared at Ma’s mother curiously, squatting under the tree.

"Your master is cursing them both. One is down on his arms and feet, the other is blue as a pig's head.".

Chapter 190 I Want to Beat Ten by Myself (Please Collect)

Luochuan drew a black line and looked at Ma seriously.

The Son of Man is a pervert.

Uncle Jiu kicked Ma directly on the butt.

"He's a good man, and he's still like a child. Let's go."

Ma, Pipi followed Uncle Jiu to the living room happily.

Luochuan followed closely behind.

“Luochuan, if you have the ability, don’t go to the hotel to eat. If you are caught by your senior brother, you will become beautiful.” Uncle Jiu’s Five Elements Bagua Formation flashed under his feet.

Luo Chuan glanced at Uncle Jiu sharply. Realizing that there was something wrong behind you.

With Uncle Jiu's ability, if he really wanted to deal with Luochuan, he wouldn't need such a big battle. The only possibility is that the music zombies are coming.

There is a small path outside the mountain and flowing water!

Those on the road must have their intestines cut to prevent them from getting lost.

Suitable for music zombies. If he buys it in any town, he may not be able to get a bargain.

"Brother, don't move. 'Mom, you little guy, you have more than enough to fail.

Shouting in a hurry.

Luochuan quickly followed behind a gust of wind.

Say bad things.

"We won't bother you. You came to our house on your own initiative. Poverty is real. I grew up eating vegetarian food. You haven't eaten much meat in recent years."

Luochuan, bowed his head. He hit Mao Hongquan with even force, blowing out the music zombie directly.

Luochuan looked at the music zombie in surprise.

"During the day, his strength seems a little weak. He can also give KO to ordinary punches.

"Brother, don't take it lightly." Uncle Jiu warned.

In front of Luochuan's eyes, watching the music after the body's death and holding several five-element flags, he suddenly understood everything.

"It seems that Brother Lin had a quarrel with this music zombie before he met us."

"I am an old veteran and not talented enough to be a match for you. Music zombies, fearless five elements, yin and yang, eight trigrams, peach wood, and money. These constraints. Although there are some effects, unfortunately they are not ideal." The uncle sighed.

This was also the first time he saw him.

"Young man, don't hesitate. I already know the weakness of this zombie. There is an evil spirit in its mouth that lasts for a long time. If you use the bamboo tube in your hand to dispel the evil spirit in the mouth of the music zombie, then give it a try." Uncle Jiu found a pillar as big as a bamboo tube from the depths of the bamboo forest.

Shake your palms!

Suddenly, there was an explosion in the pillar.

Luo Chuan looked at his uncle without a trace. Because he had worked hard, he had obviously started to generate internal strength, and there was also this uncle Jiu. Over the years, I have learned not only the magical powers of Taoism, but also the martial arts of the secular world.

Exercise your muscles outside and enjoy the weather inside.

“Brother, this is a good trick. Will you tell me after I go back with you?” Mom ignored her taste and went directly to Uncle Jiu to pester him.

“It’s easier said than done, brother. You’ve studied for ten years, so it must be at least thirty years.” Uncle Jiu glanced at Ma indifferently.

After returning, he decided to correct his bad habits.

"So, you don't study? 'I'm a little disgusted with numbness. It takes decades to learn the martial arts of ordinary mortals, or is it better to immerse yourself in your own spiritual world to practice Taoism?

"Teacher, you scared the music zombie. Senior brother inserted the bamboo pole into the music zombie's mouth and released his evil spirit." Uncle Jiu pointed out.

Haha. Go ahead!

Teacher Xu smiled happily. If music is a zombie, the only way to make him forget what time and where is the sound of the gears of the pocket watch.

Click, click. …

Luochuan asked while holding the pocket watch.

The melodious sound and pleasant melody made this angry music zombie completely freeze in place. His originally fierce eyes also paused at this moment, as if he was lost in some memory.

Luochuan broke into a sweat.

It seems that the zombies in Uncle Jiu's world must obey certain settings, namely, they have no brains, are powerful, and are invincible.

Uncle Jiu stared at Luochuan in confusion.

"Why are you so relaxed?"

Uncle Jiu, Mamadi, and his two apprentices desperately released poisonous gas to the zombies, and the stench was so strong that it reached their noses.

Luochuan was only three feet away from the music zombie.

Looking at the huge rock they brought, it pressed directly on the music zombie without any resistance.

Numbness, tiredness, sweat.

I was very angry when I saw Luochuan looking so relaxed.

"You want the most and make the greatest contribution to real money, but Luochuan gets the least. It's unfair." The mother snatched the pocket watch from Luochuan's hand and scolded him angrily.

Haha!

"Everyone has their own life, but there's nothing we can do about it. No matter where Master Lu was born, he is a popular master. What about you? Mom, you have to brush your teeth well." Luo Chuan was very considerate.

If you look closely at the music zombies, it looks like a slide show to the priest. What is a loop?

"Brother, can you confirm the memory of the music zombie?" Luo Chuan asked curiously.

"Pooh!"

Uncle Jiu looked indifferent and glanced at Luochuan.

There is absolutely no lower limit.

"Luochuan, you and I are both Maoshan Taoists. You should know how to respect the dead, not to desecrate them, and not to play with their souls. Is that okay?" Zhengyi looked at Uncle Jiu with a mouth full of saliva, almost drowning Luochuan.

Stay away from Uncle Nine.

"Music zombies, are they corpses? We've all been deceived."

Ah!

Makes sense.