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

Qiu Sheng held Dong Xiaoyu's cold hand in his hand blankly. Because it became cold, he instantly calmed down a little.

Xiaoyu was furious, but softened instantly. She looked at Qiu Sheng with fascination and caressed his handsome face.

enemy!

..... .... ...

Hey!

"Xiaoyu, what happened just now?"

Qiu Sheng rubbed his slightly drunk eyes, stared at the weak jade hands, and wanted to touch the cold face.

Beauty~

"Nothing. You're getting in the way of us being together, and I can't stand you."

Sympathetic expression.

Luochuan looked a little bored.

Don't men hug girls? Why do women hug men? What a pity. Ans wandered around the school, drinking and cheering, what to do?

He tried to hold Justin's waist with his rough hands.

“Literary talent is something that men and women learn from each other.”

Justin blushed and pushed Wencai away.

Hey!

Everyone has his own life.

"This is an era of face-giving. You should go home early and look in the mirror."

"Yu. Ghost has different methods. If you implicate Qiu Sheng again, he will be hurt." Uncle Jiu quickly persuaded.

"Uncle Jiu, are you lying? I heard it in the ghost forest in the wilderness. It's not like that. People and ghosts can have a good ending. Being together, they will have a happy beginning in their lives. Isn't there a time to raise children? There are many ghost men who marry ghost brides and stay together for decades. There are many such cases in the town." Xiaoyu didn't believe it.

Although I wanted to be angry, but seeing Qiu Sheng in my heart, I couldn't bear to see her face.

Chapter 217: Negative Example

Haha!

"The ghost raised Lao Gong and Xiao Yu. The children they married were all short-lived. The boys who didn't live past their teens were combined with the female ghost, who was used to protect the poor children."

Luochuan warned.

"Then why can't you do it? I like him very much and want to be with him."

"Qiu Sheng is different. He is a passionate young man, Xiaoyu. You didn't ask if he has ever performed the Zhougong Ceremony with children."

Ah!

There is a black line on Dong Xiaoyu's face.

Or someone else? What are the chances?

Isn't that a bit nude?

"I won't listen. I won't ask~~."

Yuqing covered her ears with her hands, but Qiu Sheng didn't notice and fell to the ground.

Dust flying ~ "Five Seven Three"

O~~

"it hurts."

Xiaoyu got angry and quickly picked up Qiu Sheng.

"Qiu Sheng, I didn't mean it. It was mainly because your aunt was unreasonable. I had a tryst with you, but I didn't do anything with you."

Ah!

"Xiaoyu, you don't want to eat it all, do you? We are lovers who sleep in the same bed. I spent our wedding night together, don't you recognize me now?"

Qiu Sheng murmured with his little mouth.

There is both fear and longing.

Very contradictory.

I heard that the bully is very polite, but not as infatuated as Dong Xiaoyu.

Are female ghosts also romantic?

Luochuan suddenly came under the spell of gloom, and the boys all went out, and he had to know how to protect himself. If all the handsome guys were haunted by a female ghost like Dong Xiaoyu.

I can't bear it unless I put an iron shirt on the Golden Bell Set.

People have three fires. If you collapse every time you have a fire, not only is it bad luck, but there is also the possibility of death.

"What is Plato? Never heard of him." Dong Xiaoyu was very interested.

Holding Qiu Sheng, he sat by the wall and gently stroked Qiu Sheng's face.

If you don't read, won't you be confused by society?

Is this a woman from a large family?

Why does it feel like a big sister, with a cold face, a red skirt, and a different style? However, the female ghost is poisonous.

Trembling!

"Western devils, although they have knowledge, it is a pure spiritual communication. For example, talking about love, expressing love, and ending the ceremony, there is no crossing. Mr. Yu, please consider it."

Luo Chuan was quick-witted. This really tested his knowledge. He was a top student in his previous life and a top student in this life, so he was not good at dominating.

Humph, humph!

"You are clearly in heaven, why do you want to learn Western things? You stinky Taoist priest, you are uneasy and kind."

Haha~~~

no way.

It's not only about importance, but also about heart. There is no such thing as the best of both worlds in the world. You can have a child with a ghost alone.

I was worried about being cursed.

"You're being rude, Xiaoyu. Can't you bear to see Qiu Sheng fall into poverty and be in danger of his life with you?" Uncle Jiu was a little angry.

With the peach blossom sword in my hand, I want to break up this couple in front of me immediately.

"Uncle, that's not the case. That's not what I meant." Yu was a little nervous. After all, the teacher is also a father, right?

Dear teacher, Tiandijun.

Uncle Jiu is Qiu Sheng’s teacher, and she doesn’t want to make Qiu Sheng sad.

Hey!

A little worry, two left!

Why is the world so cruel? She just has a crush on Qiu Sheng, and someone insists on breaking them up.

The wind is blowing.

The scream broke the temporary silence of the night.

There were hurried footsteps. He looked back from time to time and it seemed that there was a wolfhound biting him from behind. He was carrying a bamboo basket on his back and running towards Yizhuang frantically.

Luochuan's eyes lit up and he finally saw the man's figure.

"Mao Ming Mountain"

"Who is calling me? Brother Dao, help me."

Mao held his breath with one hand, holding the abandoned Yizhuang wall, looked up, and saw a beautiful woman looking at him. It was a pity that he was holding a stinky man in his arms.

"Someone just called my name." Mao saw several people present.

Ding~~~

Was this caused by Mr. Phantom's script?

It is strange that Mao is actively looking for it, but this can be used as a negative example to warn people in person.

If you don’t listen to the advice, you will only be destroyed humanely.

"Xiaoyu, do you know the Ming Dao of Maoshan?"

A tentative question raised by Luochuan.

Anyway, Uncle Jiu's world is basically a team. If you can recognize this, it's a good thing.

"Damn priest, what are you talking about? How do I know this person? I have been dead for more than 20 years." Yu Jun was a little angry.

Although it is the Republic of China, it is the world of the Qing Dynasty. Most married daughters in the boudoir do not appear in public. How do they know this vulgar Taoist priest in front of them?

Ah!

Mao equals promiscuity.

What is literary talent?

Inflatable, get old quickly, funny bear~

“Xiao Yu, don’t be angry first. He is your opposite in front of Mao. According to the textbooks, he also raised two children.” Luo Chuan’s words were powerful.

Mao Mingshan jumped up instantly and stared at Luochuan vigilantly.

This was his first time to beg for food in this land. How could a stranger know so much about him? Prophecy, that was something that the earthly immortals possessed.

Please look at the intersection of the two roads in front of the 1.5 bridge. At most, they are stronger than him. They are losers in the Qi Refining World. Where do they come from?

"Damn priest, you didn't lie to me." Yu was curious, but could not see anything.

"Mao, don't take those two little ghosts out of the umbrella. How long are you going to wait?" Luo Chuan shouted loudly, and the wind was howling, indicating that there was something suspicious.

"Yu, why would I lie to you?"

Luo Chuan's smile was a little stiff.

What a dilemma.

He is a thin priest, not a curator who sells jokes.

Maoming's heart was filled with sadness. When had he shown his confidence? He had met that fellow Taoist before, so why didn't he have any impression of him?

Totally blind!

"This Taoist friend doesn't want to collect ghosts." Mao was a little cautious.

Chapter 218: A Fictional Story (Please Collect)

He has encountered some crooked ways, practiced ghosts, and practiced Taoism, but the two little men in the oil-paper umbrella are his good friends. As his sons, if he encounters bad guys.

I didn't hurt them.

"Mao, the person next to me is the famous Uncle Nine. There are few people in the spirit world who don't know about his existence. 'Luochuan, say something.

"It turned out to be Fellow Daoist Lin."

Mao hurriedly congratulated Mingshan. If it were an ordinary person, Mao might still be a little scared, but for Uncle Jiu, he announced Yuanyang.

Kill zombies and catch ghosts, but he rarely kills ghosts. If there are none, he will turn over directly after collecting the ghosts. At the beginning of the Mid-Autumn Festival, he will arrange for the wandering ghosts to be liberated at once. The world has been reborn.

Credit guaranteed.

This is a golden sign.

"Dabao and Bao Xiao, come out to see Uncle Jiu as soon as possible. 06's chance for rebirth has come." Although Mao didn't mean to, he still drove them both out of the Oil Paper Umbrella.

"Uncle Ming, we can't bear to leave you." Mao hugged his thighs and refused to let go.

“Stinky priest, what are you talking about, what does it have to do with me, just watch the Mao family reunion, okay? Why are you obstructing me and Qiu Sheng, thinking that I dare not kill people?” Yuqing was furious. If Qiu Sheng was not afraid to see her ugly side, she might have killed Luochuan on the spot right away.

"Xiao Yu, are you okay? Tell me about your experience on the way. You have lived a peaceful life for half a day. Aren't you on the run and on the road?" Luo Chuan warned.

"You didn't lie to me." Xiaoyu felt sad and regretful.

The Taoist priest was just like him, he opened a shop and let the fortune tellers be more generous than others.

"Master Taoist, can you tell me about your experiences on the road?" Yu Mingshan looked at Mao tenderly.