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

Kaka!

A bad premonition echoed in Luochuan's mind. He turned around stiffly, looked at Ma, and anxiously turned the button of the pocket watch.

"Sorry, it sounds short, so I'm going to twist it again. Who knows, my whip is broken.".

Chapter 191 Gu Lao (Please collect and recommend)

Haha.

"Thank you, Ma Xiaoxin, for your hard work in dealing with the music zombies alone." Luo Chuan directly used the hiding technique and his figure disappeared 10 feet away.

“There is no loyalty.”

Uncle Jiu is the same. I ran away. The last time he saw a zombie, he pretended to be a zombie to fool him. Who knows, at the last moment.

Because if you urinate, you will fail.

I had no choice but to jump into the river before escaping.

Mom friends some looked on helplessly at the stoned music-zombies.

Let out all the roar.

Like the roar of a wild animal.

For crying out loud.

The mother struggled out of her arms, took out a string of large yellow characters, and scattered them in the air for free.

The five elements of armor.

Ketu!

Rush order.

Use the shining formation, numbness under your feet, disillusionment.

He picked up the peach wood sword and stabbed it directly into the music zombie's eyebrows.

Anorectal rupture.

The wooden sword was worthless in the hands of the music zombie and was smashed to pieces by him.

Seeing that things were not going well, Mr. Hao ran away quickly.

Luochuan looked at Dama who was still struggling.

"Mother Ma, go quickly. At present, we are no match for the music zombies. The magic thunder will roll only at a special period of time, and the music zombies will be killed directly." Luo Chuan warned.

I don't know how many times my body flinched.

There is danger. His god runs faster than a rabbit. About the mother, Al? rushed into the alley like ha.

The music zombie picked up the pocket watch that had fallen to the ground in anger and twisted the gears vigorously. Unfortunately, it didn't work. I am often disappointed.

Humming sound.

Vent dissatisfaction.

His granddaughter seemed to be his only concern.

Luochuan sat down with Uncle Jiu in the inn, called Tian Er, and set a table full of dishes.

The mother was careless and stuck her toes.

"Lin Jiu, if you don't like it, you can leave. You are an eyesore here." Ma, obviously very arrogant, I don't know how many dead words there are.

He crossed his legs and proudly ate the chicken leg.

The uncle took out the silver cutlery from the back of the package with an expressionless face. It was made of pure silver. There were several large characters on the bottom of the cutlery.

"Lin Jiu is dedicated"

"Brother, when did you become rich? You are no longer the pitiful hide-and-seek player next to you." Luo Chuan was filled with emotion.

"Pah. Please don't be surprised that this is the silver bowl that Senior Brother made at a high price."

Luochuan watched the two people bickering expressionlessly, and suddenly felt as if someone was secretly monitoring them.

A gloomy, ragged beggar, leaning on a cane and holding the ghost's head in his hand, stared deeply at several people in the hotel.

"Brother, can I take a break for a moment? I seem to have noticed someone interesting nearby." Luo Chuan smiled knowingly.

Suddenly, I felt as if it happened in a certain city. Do you like playing Gu Hui in your grave?

"Who is it?" The uncle looked around vigilantly. Over the years, Uncle Jiu has been catching ghosts and demons and has offended too many people, so he has to be careful.

"It's very old. It has gone through a hundred thousand mountains and now it's out again." Luochuan was filled with emotion.

"Pharaoh, isn't he our brother? Is he from Xiangxi? Why are you out again? What is he here for this time?" The mare also lost her mind in an instant.

Dare not repeat!

He is often inconsistent on some things, but he knows how to choose right or wrong.

"Looking back, why did he come here this time? In the city of people, what is there worthy of his attention?" The uncle frowned.

It is the main enemy and is very difficult to deal with.

Luo Chuan squeezed his fingers and simulated his recent fortune. Are there knives and axes? Deductions, fright, and no danger are signs of luck.

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"Brother, when we cross the bridge, since the old man has appeared, naturally, we just need to be a little cautious and don't take it too seriously." Mother said.

Outside the hotel, the Red Heart Monkey played, played, sang, and did nothing. Many ordinary people gathered around him, gradually falling into madness in the colored powder.

I clapped my hands enthusiastically as the monkey played the drum and gong. I wanted to give all the money in my pocket to the drum and gong in the monkey's hands.

"I'm old, and I've been away for many years, but I'm still getting older and stronger." Luo Chuan looked around vigilantly, and the colorful powder, amid cheers one after another, appeared like a rainbow that had appeared before, from street corners to vegetable markets!

..... ... ...

"Doyle, Luochuan, I know you. You are the mastermind behind the sneak attack." Pharaoh laughed at himself.

The eagle that had been playing for thousands of years capsized in the gutter.

Is it difficult to escape thousands of miles and write in a school on the street?

"Next." Luo Chuan wanted to show off Garlic, but unfortunately her graceful appearance meant that there was one less spiritual treasure on the flower stand.

Folding fan.

“If you go out, not only can you fan it, but you can also use it as a prop to force it.

"Jiulin, how could the poison inside come out? This poison is so piercing." Pharaoh laughed and led the crowd to disperse.

Countless pollens attract countless butterflies, surrounding everyone.

"It's such a wonderful illusion to connect the natural environment with insects," Luo Chuan said, clapping his hands.

"Mr. Doyle, today I'm not targeting you. Go your way and I'll go my way to wealth. Let's not disturb anyone, okay?" Pharaoh reminded.

Haha!

Luochuan nodded.

After entering the hotel, I found that this old man who was about to rot was so easy to talk to. It was totally out of character for him.

Cunning, betraying his classmates, using all means, and now interested in the interests of a place.

Chapter 192 When the Gu Insect Meets the Revolver

It can be difficult.

"So, is it really him?" the uncle said with a frown.

A little embarrassed.

"It's really him. He seems to have changed a lot. From searching for steep mountains in the 10 mountains of western Hunan, he has become a monkey. At the same time, his body is bloated, and it is obvious that all the athlete's foot has stuck to him. Compared with years ago, it is even worse."

Luochuan warned.

“Isn’t this very common? You allow us to progress, but you don’t allow us to grow old?” Uncle Jiu ate the food he hadn’t touched boredly.

Stuttering.

“Lin Jiu, you actually hate me.” Ma obviously didn’t realize the pain of the matter.

"I don't like you. You eat the chicken bones and just throw them on the table. Is that a moral standard?" the uncle asked angrily.

“Brother, I don’t think so. The dog eats the sun, brings the zombies to the county government, and eliminates the music zombies with the help of heaven and earth.” Luo Chuan’s heart was a little nervous.

Looking back, the old man's arrival was obviously for a special purpose. Otherwise, with his ability, he would have been treated with courtesy by local warlords wherever he went.

Why are you playing with monkeys in ragged clothes?

"The day when Tengu eats." Ma was a little shocked.

I accidentally bit my finger.

"Luochuan, is it too big? It's just a zombie. The skills we used are obviously effective. You just need to find a pocket watch, or hire a famous musician nearby. It's a good idea.' Afterwards, I don't think there is anything incredible about this.

"Mom, you kicked my old leg back then. You won't forget it." Luochuan warned.

It's more of a shame than an injury.

Xiao Ma smiled sheepishly, "I was young and ignorant at that time, and I felt very powerful. I didn't tell you this last time. Lao Gu was dying in the battle with Maoshan. Is his life about to end? Ten years have passed, how come he is still alive?"

"Don't you understand?"

Luo Chuan sighed: "This is a good opportunity."

"What the master and disciple said makes sense. If Lei Zitian was not there, the matter would be completely resolved. If you dare to do it, take the opportunity to send him to the West."

It turned into a black liquid block.

The edge of the chopsticks stayed completely on the table, directly corroding the solid wood table and leaving a big hole.

"Mr. Gu, your magic is getting better and better. You have the Taoist magic of the Xiangxi Ancient Insect School and the skills of the Nanyang sorcerer." Lin frowned, and his words sounded a little depressing.

Bed bugs are supposed to be in the gutters. Why are they always jumping around in the sun all day?

"You have a very good eye." Pharaoh smiled.

Yin opened his mouth and chanted the spell directly. The monkey, who was originally a tender wooden chicken, instantly turned red all over. Covered with a small cotton jacket, it completely exploded.

Ghostly eyes, fierce!

"Nanyang Black Magic" Luochuan looked back at his mortal, afraid of exposing his clone in this regard.

A direct yellow symbol affixed to the little monkey's forehead.

The monkey's brain exploded instantly.

The green ghost's hair let out a shrill laugh.

Due to the vibration of the sound, the surrounding audience is immersed in an illusory world.

"Women's instincts are soft. You are still so upright." I always sneer at this.

Full of contempt.

Luo Chuan looked at the monkey with green blood and shook his head impatiently.

"Pharaoh, the bowing technique is good, but you also have to pay attention to the main bowing technique. You will see blood. Not the enemy's blood. It can only be your own blood. In this city, I think I have a chance to win." Xu Bu Si threatened.

“Aren’t there a lot of useless people around here?” He looked around proudly and found the mortals he had hypnotized.

Luochuan had no choice but to pull out the beautiful pistol from his waist.

They are all golden, the bullets have been treated with special water, and the uncarved bullets are all engraved with the evil large characters of Luochuan Killer.

"I don't know if my ancestor's skin can withstand the attack of a Western revolver..." Luo Chuan raised his pistol.

Pull the trigger.

Gaze upon Pharaoh.

"You..." You have a very strong and outrageous personality.

They are not good guys. This is a duel between monks. How can an ordinary pistol show off here?

He is a teacher of insects, and he is not made of steel. As long as there is no monk who has crossed the immortal land, few people can withstand the attack of human fire.

Pharaoh hesitated for a moment.

A clear cry.