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

Luochuan closed his eyes.

Enjoy the breeze on your face.

"Rabbit, are you going to rebel? Do you need an introduction? As for my brother's Shi Jian, that was a surprise. I thought you would go, but who knew you would come back voluntarily."

The uncle snorted coldly.

"You are a road idiot, you can blame others. He really thinks he is not fragrant, and everyone is hanging your disgusting face."

Haha!

Luochuan quickly jumped down from the roof and sat down next to his ninth uncle.

"Don't be angry, you are out of your mind. The overall structure of the houses in the human town is arranged according to the five elements and eight trigrams. I took a quick look. There are 9999 houses, and the structure seems to be no different from that of the Forbidden City. He is indeed an experienced chicken thief. It is not surprising that he settled in any town."

Hey!

"If you don't say it, it's good to know, but it's not good to say it."

Uncle Jiu sat proudly by the pool, with his head lowered, staring at the white-haired zombie in the small pond.

"Where does this pool lead to? Do you know?" Uncle Jiu looked at Justine, and seeing her nervous look, she seemed to know. Say something.

“I don’t know. This has been the pattern since I wrote the article. Uncle Jiu, you have been here for decades since I first saw you. Why can’t you see the direction of Qingshui?”

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Justin looked at Uncle Nine with an innocent face.

Are you joking?

You have been here for decades without leaving any traces of your uncle Jiu, but now you are bothering me, a girl. Isn't that a weak woman?

Slander!

The drunk uncle was silent for a while.

"Who's getting off, you and me? Look at the layout of this family. It's obvious that hundreds of years have gone into the preparations for this moment. I'm only a few decades away. Isn't that a bit beyond the plot?"

Ah!

Chao Gang?

Are the test questions beyond the syllabus?

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There is no way. If you want to explore the mysteries of this world, which test questions are not beyond the syllabus, you are always exploring the remains of the ancients. If not, where can you jump from?

We are all ordinary people. Why are you a master?

Without digging ancient tombs and getting some opportunities, how can you stand out from many ordinary people? Unless you are the favorite of heaven and earth, you can find scammers walking on the country road.

Luo Chuan immediately shook his head. He is a rational and immortal Taoist. How could he do dangerous things? He wanted to farm before.

Spiritual roots, plant green fruits, and eat them to become an earthly immortal.

Unfortunately, ever since Liu Bowen killed the Tianlong, the aura of this world has become increasingly weak, and the spiritual roots of heaven and earth have almost disappeared.

What a dilemma.

The farm cannot disappear.

There is only other way, but due to the lack of aura, practice is more difficult.

"Brother, although I am small, I can't beat you. I know my main job is not to subdue demons, but to practice health." Luochuan? Rush left the road firmly.

Haha!

"Hypocrisy, I dare not go, I dare not go, what are you talking about?"

"Let's get off then."

"I can not swim."

The uncle said awkwardly.

Chapter 227: Monster Rises from the Bottom of the Pool

Qiu Sheng is unhappy. He can only rely on five girls at night. He has no choice. He really needs to be attracted by work. He doesn’t want to do this. Mr. Cui from Cuihua Building is still waiting for him.

Who wants to grow old? Is there anything we can do about it?

"Man, I'm helping you. You know, it's useless for uncle to ask for money. I'm going out to travel. If I don't have a million dollars, who will want me to do it?"

Luochuan blinked.

This shortcut to wealth is right in front of you, but you are not tempted.

What does the world go around for?

Wealth, fame, profit and power

It is the above four things that thousands of people cannot escape from such a curse, which is what Buddhists call greed, anger and madness. Luochuan is afraid that Qiu Sheng will not take the bait.

"Yes. I did five-eight-zero."

Qiu swallowed his saliva, killed people and set the gold belt on fire!

If he won the bet, he would be completely on the road to success, and he knew his talents.

Ordinary!

If he had not been picked up by Uncle Jiu when he was a child, he might have become a pile of bones now. Since he is alive today, it means that his life should not be dead.

It's just a swimming pool. What am I going to do with it?

Luochuan gave a thumbs up.

Uncle Jiu sat in his seat, smiled bitterly and shook his head, watching Luo Chuan fooling his apprentice. There was nothing he could do, because it was his fault that he couldn't swim.

What if so?

Tang Ke...

Pour water. If there is danger, he can also rescue in the first time. If something happens to him, it means there are zombies in the water.

It's ordinary stuff.

Let him do what he has the chance to do.

Teacher Xu smiled at me.

I didn't expect him to have the ability to speak, but it is considered a gift from God. If my uncle was 9 years old, where would he look down on? He kicked Qiu Sheng directly.

Are you too kind?

"Teacher, I'll get off then."

"Wait a minute? If this goes on, if something happens, your ghost bride won't go all out to find me, so it's better for the two of you to go together. It's better to have someone to look after you."

Luochuan looked at the red paper umbrella behind Qiu Sheng.

"what."

"I am very pitiful. I have a dark heart, and I have my ideal husband. Qiu Sheng is about to fall, and I will naturally protect him, but I am a stinky priest. If anything happens to my Qiu Sheng, I will do my best to find you."

When he saw Dong Xiaoyu, he was sad for a moment, and then his expression suddenly changed.

Luochuan has a headache.

If she didn't mind that she didn't do anything, she would have been fired a long time ago.

I don't know who I learned this bad temper from.

It's really a face-changing show from Sichuan Opera.

The moonlight shone on the flower beds, and ghosts cried and wolves howled.

"Tell me, in broad daylight, what danger is there for Qiu Sheng? Remember that good knife, look at the zombies under the water. They have been struggling for hundreds of years, but have not yet broken free from their shackles. I don't think it's a big deal."

Luo Chuan sighed.

Uncle Jiu took out the yellow symbol from his pocket with trembling hands.

"This yellow talisman was drawn by a senior from Maoshan. It can even cook chains made of meteorites. Take it."

Uncle Jiu threw the yellow talisman directly at Qiu Sheng.

It hurts.

The old monsters in Maoshan spent countless years to leave behind some treasures for themselves, yet every household consumes them so cruelly.

It seems that one day I will live in the back mountain of Maoshan for a while.

Otherwise, I would be uneasy.

"get off."

Luochuan felt the temperature of the yellow talisman in his hand.

I don’t know if it was because he was nervous or because Uncle Jiu typed the wrong yellow talisman. It was a fire sign, but it was a metal sign.

Clang. War!

There is a huge sword in the Huang Mansion with a faint seal.

Autumn has a bit of a girly feel.

I can't believe I put my finger up.

not good!

It's like being obsessed. They are literally being chased by each other. Most people want to possess, so they must control one side.

There is not only physical oppression, but also mental oppression.

That's fine.

Take the initiative to deliver to your door.

Cattle!

Luo Chuan gave a thumbs up. Seeing Qiu Sheng willing to stand by the pool and refused to go on...

He couldn't stand it and sent Qiu Sheng directly into the pond.

"Damn priest, you hurt me..."

Luochuan didn't hear clearly the words and only saw the bubbles in the Miluo River.

"For a moment, I really thought I was a virgin."

"Xu Bu Si..."

"Why were you so impulsive just now? I still want to be tied up. Let's see what I can do now."

Uncle Jiu dropped the hemp rope in his hand.

Some said dissatisfiedly:

"What do you know, brother? You are insignificant. Use magic to wrap the hemp rope around Qiu Sheng."

Pooh!

"I can not"

"can."

Luochuan took out a small gourd from his pocket and threw a spell on the hemp rope.

The peach wood sword in Uncle Jiu's hand pierced into his forehead and went through his eyebrows.

The corrosive green liquid would soon be corroded into a pile of slag by the peach wood sword.

Hey.

"Brother, can you help me find a thousand-year-old peach wood sword next time? Your equipment is not outstanding at all. I can do it too." Luo Chuan stared at the green-skinned ghost's head helplessly.

Shrinking a little bit.

"His head is getting smaller and smaller."

Rough-coated, cheerleader-like. The big ghosts can't handle him. Even the kids can expel him. He's a fun loser.

Hey.

How did you learn this mediocre skill? If you had changed jobs and become a fortune teller earlier, you might have become a rich man.