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

Unbeatable!

Senior's life years, senior, aura, if you are a disciple of a sect, hard training and stepping into the air can't be said to rise in the daytime, but it is more than enough to be a judge in the underworld. Underworld, Maoshan senior, why can you occupy one side and protect one side? Even if it is the fault of the underworld, you have to give them three points of shallowness.

Is there anyone in hell?

No way0...

But look at who you are comparing yourself to.

More than enough!

What kind of person?

"Utilitarianism?" Luo Chuan looked at Uncle Nine in surprise.

"Isn't it?"

"This is hair. I feel that our generation may be the last generation of practitioners. After us, there will be no more practitioners." Luo Chuan was filled with emotion.

"There is no other way. World unity is the general trend. When the prosperous times come, we will surely be able to embark on the journey again, return to the mountains, and practice in peace." Uncle Jiu said silently.

Can't he agree?

The Qing government was weak for a hundred years!

The landscape had completely changed over the decades since the shelling of the coast, but he had no idea when it would end.

"Mr. Lin, you think too much. After 100 years, if neither you nor I can break through, there will be no more spiritual energy in this world. Haven't you noticed that spiritual energy is becoming more and more difficult to learn?"

"Ah, that's true, but things won't develop to that extent. The Qing court used shamanism to imprison the dragon veins, making it impossible for practitioners in the world to practice. But the decline of the Qing court became inevitable, and there would be new rulers."

"Haha, lock on to the dragon vein!"

"Don't even think about it. Shamanism, although it has locked onto the aura 1.5 overflowing from the dragon vein

"No, but..."

Cai and Qiu Sheng were confused and had no idea what was being said.

"Master, teacher, what do you think? Why don't you understand?"

"You're training too low, that way you can learn properly. Have you been playing?"

Haha.

Cai Heqiu Sheng smiled helplessly, touched his hair and shook his head.

"We also want to practice well, but we just can't do it well. Is there no way?"

"There's no other way. I'll find a way. If you could get to the point, I'd die laughing." Uncle Jiu angrily hit the two men on the head with a wooden sword.

Ha ha!.

Chapter 198: Spirit Infant (Please collect and recommend)

However, Qiu Sheng smiled bitterly and did not dare to look into Uncle Jiu’s eyes.

"Brother, why are you so strict? The master has to teach them, and the practice is done by the individual. We can't take care of them forever. One day they will figure it out, and they will definitely work hard to pursue it."

"I hope so." Uncle Jiu nodded helplessly.

may be!

"Forget it, Xu Bu Si. How do you feel?"

"Is it not good?"

"You're still the same as always, with my blood running through your veins, but you don't know how to be a zombie?"

"Hey man, are you thinking about this book in my hand? Here you go."

Uncle threw the book directly to Luochuan.

Holding Luochuan's zombie picture book, he never hated many beautiful things.

As soon as the thought came to mind, the zombie member personally entered the coffin, closed the coffin lid, and dived underground.

"Let's go, Black Cat is thinking about the porcelain doll in the high-level shrine. If it's in the future, it might succeed 06." Luochuan said with a twitch in the corner of his mouth.

do not give up!

Don't you know there's someone behind you?

Or, Ye Xiao suddenly sees a spirit and greets Ling'er in the shrine.

"What is it?"

Uncle Jiu was furious, thinking that the black cat had jumped onto the roof, and knowing that it was not easy to mess with, he left. He did not expect that the little black cat would call the baby enshrined in the shrine.

Pushing the door open, I saw a dark room with only a shrine emitting red light. Two huge red lanterns were hung upside down on the top of the beam.

Shrouded in smoke!

Sprinkle the incense on the small tripod with long ears.

In fact, shrines are not uncommon. Ordinary people also have them. Not only in mountain villages, but also in provincial capitals, every household has people who worship.

The only difference is that most people worship their deceased elderly and elders at home, while Uncle Jiu’s family worships a few spirits.

Their origins are embarrassing!

A bit down and out.

Most of them are babies aborted by their parents within less than one month, commonly known as miscarriage!

Most of the spirit babies are as white as jade, with red belly pockets and weird and angry smiles. Of course, there are also a few different ones. For example, the ones are inky black and look ferocious everywhere. Their bodies are tied in place with red ropes, as if they are afraid that they will run away directly.

Of course, there are also shrines for the gods of wealth, land, and gods of the gods. Ishiten, the protector of nature, is enshrined in a strict Taoist practice.

Different responsibilities!

Worship is different.

Regarding the baby, it expresses wishes.

Generally, people who have been married for many years without having children will look forward to their spiritual baby coming home and being born next year to inherit their bloodline.

successor!

"Brother, I didn't see these spiritual babies when I came here last time. Why are they here today?" Luo Chuan frowned.

"Hey, that's impossible. In troubled times, it's not easy for adults to survive. Not to mention newborn babies. There are too many people to be cut off, and the resentment is lingering. I will collect it. As everyone knows, those who are cut off will not enter reincarnation. The babies who can't be reborn have also accumulated some merit."

“Yeah, life isn’t easy.”

"Brother, some of these psycho babies want you gone. Some can't live with it, some don't want it, but rich people can't have kids."

"It's located in a remote and desolate mountain. No matter who comes here, the village will not change." Uncle said self-deprecatingly.

He lit three incense sticks, stuck them on the tripod, and shook his head helplessly. "Don't talk nonsense. Otherwise I'll spank you."

In a daze.

Luochuan looked at several spirits wandering in the shrine, their little eyeballs rolling cleverly, wearing red belly bags and sticking out their tongues.

He made faces and looked at Luochuan in disbelief.

"who are you?"

Luochuan seems to be a place I have never heard of. Children are very stubborn. If you try to reason with them, they will keep pestering you. If they can't see you in the future, they will be heartbroken.

As for the three dark evil children, they were tied up with red ropes and could not escape. They were not as free and cheerful as these spiritual babies.

Bitterness, hatred, resentment, and anger!

The eight great sufferings of this world, all the evil babies, are caused by parents’ irresponsible repeated abortions and repeated rebirths. Therefore, there is hatred in the heart.

Generally speaking, the likelihood of a solution is low.

What a complete waste.

"Teacher, what are you looking at? It's not like I haven't seen it before." Uncle Jiu was a little confused and stared at Luochuan.

“Nothing? They worship a lot of people here. It’s been a long time.

"Not long. A few days."

"Brother, when their grievances are cleared, we will send them to Meigu. This is a mountainous area, and Yizhuang is also full of them. If no one at home goes, who will come to find you?"

"what!"

"Meigu 567, that person, you don't know, maybe she is a female pervert, coveting the beauty of my brother. If I send her home by myself, won't I fall into her clutches?"

Uncle's heartbeat.

Haha!

Luo Chuan laughed. "Brother, why don't you join Mei Gu? It's a good marriage in Maoshan. When she was studying art in Maoshan, you had other plans."

After thinking for a long time, Luochuan really couldn't think of a good word to describe Mei Gu.

Carefree and more manly than men.

I don't even know what shyness is.

No savage could compare to her.

Luochuan quickly turned his back.

Mainly because of Meigu's practice, the black hair on her thighs is thicker than her feet.

From a distance, there are four or two pieces of meat on his chest, and if his throat is not open, he is a serious man.

Pooh!

"Your child has just been blessed with disaster. I don't know what crime the eldest son has committed. She is entangled in it and it is too late to hide, so she took the initiative to find the house."

"Devil, devil." Uncle Jiu trembled, bent forward slightly, and felt a chill on his back.

Ouch! .

Chapter 199: Cats Have Nine Lives (Please Collect and Recommend)

Uncle Nine rubbed his nose while sniffling.

‘The Devil Wears Prada, is she on her way home?’ Uncle shuddered.

"What is The Devil Wears Prada? That's Taoism. She is the senior brother and junior sister." Luo Chuan pretended to be serious, but he couldn't help laughing and holding his stomach.

sit on the chair.

Uncle Nine looks very dark.

Clench your fingers.

"Don't interfere, brother, I didn't mean to laugh. Even though it's yours, there's nothing I can do about it." Luo Chuan sat down.

Just like the person who was smiling just now, it was his doppelganger.

"Don't be a monster here." Uncle Jiu couldn't do it either.

"Black cat, I don't care if you occasionally turn into sperm or someone is controlling you behind the scenes. In short, you can't come to poverty. Please leave quickly. Otherwise, please don't blame me." Uncle Jiu vented his anger on the black cat.

Very busy.

The black cat stretched out its little paw and pointed at an evil baby wrapped in red cloth.

Besides, it seems like all I want is an evil baby.

Follow the direction of the black cat's furry little nails.

Luochuan saw the black baby.

The kindness of a gentleman will be cut off after three generations.

The baby fell out and died.

It can be said that the Evil Infant was as black as jade. In its ninth rebirth, it completely turned into an evil spirit and lost the qualification to be reborn.

Disappear, no!

However, reincarnation is also impossible.

Bitter!

Sigh.

"I want this evil spirit."