Uncle Jiu's little zombie: learn a magical power every day

"Master! Glutinous Rice is here!"

Jiale ran back happily holding Nuomi in his arms.

Because he was running, the hair on both sides of his watermelon head flew back and forth, which looked very funny.

Taoist Qianhe nodded with a smile, took the glutinous rice, and looked at Taoist Simu again.

"Senior brother, thank you!"

"No, I hope you never need this bag of sticky rice."

Once Taoist Qianhe uses this bag of glutinous rice, it means that the zombies in the coffin can no longer be suppressed, and only glutinous rice can be used to restrain the zombies.

Of course, glutinous rice also has another function, which is to sprinkle it around the coffin to isolate its corpse gas, which can also prevent zombies from jumping out of the coffin.

In the movie Mr. Vampire, Uncle Jiu asked Qiu Sheng to bring glutinous rice. Qiu Sheng was so smart that he cooked the glutinous rice and brought it over, which made Uncle Jiu dumbfounded.

If you say Qiu Sheng is filial, he cooked the glutinous rice, but he only brought glutinous rice without any side dishes. He can only be said to be very smart.

Uncle Jiu said that he would sprinkle glutinous rice around the coffin to isolate the zombie's corpse qi.

Taoist Qianhe naturally knew what Taoist Simu meant. He smiled helplessly and put the glutinous rice away.

Of course, he didn't want to use this bag of glutinous rice.

It's just an insurance policy, just in case.

But Taoist Qianhe didn't expect that this insurance doesn't cover this or that!

"Hey, hey, hey! It's time to set off. Why are you still talking so much?"

That annoying droopy voice rang out again, and the sudden startle startled the young prince sitting in the sedan chair. He looked at the butler Wu who was shouting with disgust.

"Oh, here it comes!"

Taoist Qianhe turned around, looked at Minister Wu who had a look of annoyance on his face, and nodded in response.

There is nothing we can do about it, it’s because these people are so “powerful”.

To survive these days, you need power and background.

Although the Maoshan where Taoist Qianhe and Taoist Simu are located is quite powerful and has a far-reaching background with connections both above and below them, it is a pity that it is of no use to these powerful people in the human world for the time being.

But once they die, that’s another story.

"Brother, see you later!"

"Junior brother, see you later!"

We brothers met briefly and had no time to say a few more words before we had to part ways. Even though we were reluctant to leave, we had to say goodbye to each other. I hope you take care.

Duang ~

Duang ~

Duang ~

The drums roared and sounded like thunder, and the corpse-carrying team continued on their journey.

Strictly speaking, this can also be considered a corpse-driving team. Compared with Taoist Simu, they are engaged in high-end business, many-to-one service, and customers have sleeper tickets throughout the journey. Unlike Taoist Simu, they serve low-end customers, one-to-many, and have standing tickets throughout the journey!

Watching the corpse-driving team leave, Jiale, who was standing next to Taoist Simu in a daze, suddenly felt emotional.

"Master, that coffin they gave me is so beautiful. It must be very valuable, huh?"

Simu, with his hands behind his back and his eyes fixed on the coffin, subconsciously agreed, "Of course, it's made of gold."

Simu is a little expert in collecting gold, and he even has a small box of small yellow croakers hidden at home.

But compared with this golden coffin, that small box of gold bars is nothing.

Even if this golden coffin is covered with gold, such a large golden coffin would require a lot of gold, otherwise it would just be gold-plated.

After all, they are members of the frontier royal family. It is impossible for them to use a gold-plated coffin.

Jiale's eyes lit up, and he nodded innocently, "If I have the chance in the future, I will work hard to earn money and buy an identical pair to show my filial piety to you, Master!"

Four eyes: (wДw)

What are you talking about? You want me to die early because you bought me a coffin and honored me!

Ikkyu almost burst out laughing. Looking at Simu's sour face, he suppressed his laughter and shook his head, sighing, "Simu, your disciple is quite filial."

Simu's face turned even darker. He glared at Ikkiu and then looked at Jiale.

"Good boy, you are so filial! When the time comes, prepare an identical pair for this stinky monk. Remember?"

Jiale nodded blankly, then realized something belatedly.

Did I say something wrong again?

Rumbling--

There was a muffled sound of thunder mixed in with the sound of drums.

Simu originally wanted to give Jiale a loving pat on the head, but was startled by the sudden thunder.

I looked up at the sky. It was blue sky with white clouds and the weather was clear. It didn't look like it was going to rain.

"I hope they're okay."

Simu frowned and muttered to himself. He didn't bother to clean up Jiale and turned around to go home.

He wanted to burn incense to his ancestors and pray for their blessings.

Pulling-

No one noticed that a few bats flew across the sky, circling just above the corpse-driving team, and occasionally landed on the surrounding trees, observing the team.

……

Rumbling--

Do a split——

Late at night, dark clouds rolled in the sky, thunder roared, and lightning flashed through the clouds. The dark night suddenly became bright for a moment, and then quickly returned to darkness.

The rain was heavy and pouring down. The dense rain curtain made it impossible to see what was a few meters away.

The ground quickly became muddy due to the rain.

Every step people took on the cart would result in a pit, not to mention the copper-horned golden coffin. The coffin was heavy to begin with, and the wheels of the cart were sunk deep into the mud. More than ten people pulled and pushed it, but they couldn't move it.

The corpse-driving team was helplessly trapped in the tall trees.

"Hey, hurry up, hurry up!"

"It's really infuriating."

Minister Wu, with a duck-voiced voice, waved his handkerchief and urged the soldiers to set up tents.

However, the rain was so heavy that Chong couldn't even open his eyes. The group was in a panic and couldn't even pull up the tent for a while.

Taoist Qianhe looked at the heavy rain with a confused look on his face.

The sky was clear during the day, why did it rain so heavily as soon as it got dark?

When I turned around and looked at the copper-horned golden coffin, I saw that the ink rope tied to the coffin had begun to fade and ink was dripping down. I was immediately numb.

There is a zombie locked in this copper-horned golden coffin!

The zombies are all trapped by the inkstone rope net. Once the chicken blood ink is used up, the rope net will be broken, and the zombies inside will be able to get out however they want!

Taoist Qianhe was so anxious that he forgot to ask someone to find a piece of cloth to cover the coffin.

After a busy period of work, more than ten soldiers finally set up a tent.

Only then did Manager Wu show joy on his face.

What a bunch of trash, at least they are of some use.

"Hurry up and get the little brother into the tent!"

At this time, Taoist Qianhe hurried forward.

"Manager Wu, please let the coffin go in first!"

"Why?"

"The plumb line is starting to wear out."

If you don’t go in now, the guy in the coffin will probably come out!

"no!"

Manager Wu flicked his handkerchief and said bluntly.

Taoist Qianhe was even more confused.

You damn eunuch, don’t you understand what people are saying?

"The coffin won't enter the tent. Wait a minute..."

"Okay later, not now!"

Manager Wu pinched his fingers like an orchid and swung the handkerchief in his hand. After he finished speaking, he turned around and came to the side of the young prince's sedan chair with a smile like a chrysanthemum.

"Seventy-first Prince, we can enter the camp now. Please sit down."

It was raining heavily and the temperature in the mountains dropped sharply. The little prince clenched his fists in the cold and nodded silently.

"Hurry up, get the sedan chair and send my brother in!"

Manager Wu urged his men to carry the little prince into the camp.

Although this dead eunuch is very annoying, he is really good at being a slave. He has already figured out that no matter how much he licks the dead person in the coffin, the dead person will not get up to appreciate him. But there is a little master here. If he licks the little master to make him feel comfortable and happy, he will get benefits in the future.

This stinky Taoist priest knows nothing and he let the coffin go into the tent first. What a joke! The body is in the coffin and is protected from wind and rain. Why is he in such a hurry?

Manager Wu accompanied the young prince into the tent, and another tent was finally set up.

This is the kind of marching tent. It is very large inside and can accommodate many people when pulled up.

So it is difficult for three or five people to put up the tent, especially now that it is raining heavily and the tent cloth has become even heavier.

Seeing that the tent was finally set up, Taoist Qianhe hurriedly urged his disciples and soldiers to push the coffin in.

"Hurry, hurry, push the coffin in!"

The wheels were already stuck in the mud, and the tent was set up right next to the cart. I don't know what they were thinking.

Seeing seven or eight people pulling and pushing the coffin cart out of the mud pit, and it getting closer and closer to the tent, Taoist Qianhe finally felt a little relieved.

As long as the coffin is in the tent, there is still a chance to make amends.

Otherwise, when the rope net becomes completely ineffective and can no longer suppress the creature in the coffin, it will escape. In this rainy night, none of them will be able to escape!

It was raining heavily, so the incense and candles couldn't burn and we couldn't set up the altar.

These days, spiritual energy is scarce. In this Dharma-Ending Age, everyone has to set up an altar to borrow Dharma, either from the ancestors or from the gods in heaven. The higher the altar, the higher the Dharma that can be borrowed.

Without an altar, a Taoist priest is half useless.

Secondly, the talisman cannot be burned, and if it comes into contact with water, it will become ineffective and cannot be used.

The only thing that can be used is the peach wood sword.

But without the corpse-suppressing talisman, it is difficult to kill zombies with a peach wood sword.

Taoist Qianhe had no idea whether he could use his own magic power to suppress the zombies.

As terrible as it is, just as the coffin was about to enter the tent, the heavy rain came and went quickly and suddenly stopped.

The group of people looked at the coffin and were about to enter the tent. But the rain stopped at this moment. They couldn't help but look up at the sky with complicated expressions.

Oh my God, are you kidding us?

It feels like when you get out of the subway and it’s pouring rain outside. You don’t have an umbrella with you, but you have something urgent to do, so you beg the passers-by next to you and buy the umbrella from them.

But just as I was about to leave the subway, before I even opened my umbrella, the heavy rain stopped.

The guy who sold you the umbrella left happily.

Blanch!

Are you angry?

Taoist Master Qianhe saw his disciples staring at the sky in a daze and hurriedly urged them on.

"What are you still standing there for? Hurry up and push the coffin in!"

It's not raining now, who knows if it will rain in a while, so he has to push the coffin in quickly, as he still has time to take remedial measures.

After coming to their senses, several soldiers from all directions bent down and tried hard to push, pull and drag the coffin into the tent.

At the same time, two crows on the tree flapped their wings and landed on the ground.

Suddenly, half of his body emerged from the ground. It was Lin Yi.

After sending Qingqing home, Lin Yi hid underground and chased after the bat.

Lin Yi put away the bat and took out his pocket watch to check the time.

It’s already past twelve o’clock, which means you can sign in!

Lin Yi did not hesitate and directly released Old Man Ren, the vampire man, Wu Naini and a group of ghost things.

The sudden rain had just stopped and the air in the mountains was chilly. In addition, Taoist Qianhe was completely focused on the copper-horned golden coffin, so he didn't notice the sudden surge of negative energy around him.

He also didn't notice that there were several "people" lying upside down on the ground not far away, kicking and kicking their legs.

Boom——

Pants crotch!

There was a loud thunder in the sky and a bolt of lightning fell from the sky, striking the copper-horned golden coffin.

Taoist Qianhe's four disciples were in all directions, two of them were pulling the hemp rope in the front, and two were pushing the cart in the back. They managed to escape the disaster, but the soldiers on the left and right sides of the coffin were electrocuted directly because their hands touched the copper-horned golden coffin. In just an instant, the four of them turned into charcoal.

It was visible to the naked eye that the copper-horned golden coffin was flashing with electric sparks all over, and the white air currents coming out of the four soldiers rushed into the copper-horned golden coffin.

With a loud bang, four charred corpses flew out with sparks.

At this time, the copper-horned golden coffin also began to vibrate violently.

Crunch——

The rope net covering the copper-horned golden coffin made a pulling sound as it could not bear the weight. As the rope net was pulled, it also emitted a faint golden light.

Due to the heavy rain, the effect of the inkstone rope net was greatly weakened. As the zombies in the coffin pushed the coffin hard, the rope net could no longer hold.

Lin Yi saw from a distance that there was a break in the rope net, and it would only take a few seconds for the rope net to be scrapped.

The coffin lid was pushed higher and higher. Through the gap, one could see the zombies' hands pushing the coffin lid. It seemed that the rope net was about to be completely scrapped, and then no one would be able to stop the zombies inside.

"Oh, I'm so scared!"

When Manager Wu came out of the tent and saw this scene, he was so scared that he took his men and hid back in the tent.

The soldiers around were all so frightened that their legs went weak and their whole bodies were trembling.

I have never seen such a scene in my life!

The prince who had been dead for a long time came back to life!

Only Taoist Qianhe was very calm. He did not panic at all when he saw the deadly movement.

"Get the rope, quick!"

Dongnanxibei had been learning martial arts from Taoist Qianhe for so long and had seen the world. When he heard Taoist Qianhe urging him, he did not hesitate at all and quickly found a hemp rope as thick as his wrist.

Then Taoist Qianhe flew up and landed on the coffin lid.

Qianhe hit the coffin lid, which had been stretched open to a large gap, and with a bang, the coffin lid fell back.

Dongnanxixi also threw hemp ropes over. Taoist Qianhe pressed the hemp rope on the coffin lid, and the two disciples wrapped the hemp rope around the copper-horned golden coffin, wanting to tie it up tightly.

However, the next second, the coffin lid was pushed hard by a huge force, the hemp rope broke, and the coffin lid and Taoist Qianhe flew out directly.

With a bang, the coffin lid fell to the ground. If Qian Hedao had not spread his legs quickly, the coffin lid weighing hundreds of pounds would have hit his legs, which would have definitely broken bones and tendons.

However, although his legs spread apart quickly, part of Taoist Qianhe's feet were still pressed under the coffin.

Taoist Qianhe groaned, broke out in a cold sweat, and his heart skipped a beat.

It's over!

Fortunately, the lid of the copper-cornered golden coffin was curved, so his feet were not pressed firmly, but it was still difficult to escape for a while.

Seeing this, the disciples rushed over to help and tried to push open the coffin lid.

Otherwise, when the zombies rush out, Taoist Qianhe will have no choice but to wait for death.

Taoist Qianhe is their backbone. If he is gone, they will just have to wait for death.

At this moment, the zombie in the coffin floated up, and finally slowly landed on the coffin, staring at the surroundings with a pair of cold, beast-like eyes.

"It can see!"

Taoist Qianhe's heart skipped a beat again.

"Now, system, sign in!"

[Congratulations to the host for signing in to the Gaoshulin Peak Tournament and receiving the sign-in reward: Corpse Refining Technique]

Lin Yi didn't bother to see what skills he had signed in. He quickly flew up and pounced before Qianhe's apprentice, knocking the domineering royal zombie back into the copper-horned golden coffin.

With a loud bang, the cart under the copper-horned golden coffin was scrapped. The wheel on one side broke. As the cart overturned, the copper-horned golden coffin rolled to the ground and turned upside down.

There was a dull thud and the ground was shaking.

The scene was a little quiet for a while, and everyone stared at the copper-horned golden coffin in amazement, not knowing what had happened.

Taoist Qianhe escaped with the help of his disciple, but his foot was injured and he walked with a limp.

Looking at the copper-horned golden coffin lying upside down on the ground, he was also a little confused.

What was that thing that flew past just now?

A big black rat?

……

Thanks to my brothers for the rewards. Xiaobu has seen it and will try to write more today.