A Hong Kong drama that started with zombies

Chapter 7
Then the problem is coming.

Do you earn money from a master who died in seven or eight years, or from a master who may become an immortal?

For Xiao Zhang, who is already a zombie, no matter which one he makes, he is sure to make money.

Poems as proof:

In order to learn Taoism and refine myself, I endured humiliation for seven or eight years.

Copper skin and iron bones are not enough to boast, and the achievements fly around the world.

If you want to ask the corpse king how to get it?Uncle Feng has to become a flying fairy.

Uncle Feng couldn't hear Xiao Zhang's doggerel in his heart, but he sent out a soul torture.

"Do you think that as long as you worship me as your teacher, I won't kill you?"

"Do you think that I may die in seven or eight years, so I urgently need a successor?"

"Do you think that after I die, the world will be yours to roam?"

"Do you think that if I can really cultivate to become a fairy, then you, a little hairy boy, can also ascend to heaven?"

ah?This……

Xiao Zhang, who was kneeling in front of Uncle Feng, smiled with a slightly embarrassed expression: "Uncle Feng, you don't slap people in the face when you hit someone, and you don't tell the truth when you see through it. You are like this, which makes me very difficult for Xiao Zhang."

It's really embarrassing, after all, I'm kneeling now.

Judging from Xiao Zhang's character, if there is really no hope at all, he will definitely not kneel.

Men can live standing up, but cannot die kneeling down.

Uncle Feng was silent again, judging from the slight hesitation revealed in his eyes, he seemed to be distracted.

But Xiao Zhang, who was only three or four meters away from Uncle Feng, did not dare to make any changes.

According to his physical fitness at night, if he suddenly explodes, no matter whether he is a man or a ghost, everyone within three or four meters will be the enemy.

But the problem is that this is an old monster who is obviously 126 years old, but looks like a middle-aged man in his 40s and 70s. He is proficient in Maoshan Taoism and was able to kill Mao Zong [-] years ago.

Outbursts of trouble, whose trouble is it in the end?
So Xiao Zhang decided to launch a language offensive, using advance as retreat.

"Uncle Feng, you old man, how did you calculate that I would appear on this island?" Xiao Zhang asked sincerely: "You are so good at fortune-telling, can you tell me the winning numbers of this lottery? Speaking of which, I don’t have any money now, why don’t you lend me ten or eight yuan first, and then I will pay you back ten times and a hundred times when I win the lottery. Don’t worry, as long as you hire me as a lieutenant general, I will definitely pay you back. "

The hesitant Uncle Feng focused his eyes on Xiao Zhang again.

"This is Dongpingzhou, temporarily affiliated to Xiangjiang. The current time is 1990. Your unfinished business back then...many people have completed it for you."

My unfinished business?

Xiao Zhang thought of his security team, and he found some suitable people in the security team to spread red ideas.

So, after I died, someone in my security team inherited my will, and at the same time, was witnessed by Uncle Feng while shining brightly?
Thinking about it, Uncle Feng has lived from that era to the present, and he must have experienced that magnificent era.

It's a pity that I failed to throw the enemy's head and sprinkle the enemy's blood as expected.

"Uncle Feng, I don't want to know anything else for the time being. I just want to know one thing. Do you want to accept me as an apprentice? If you don't, I will get up. Although I am very strong now, it is strange to kneel It’s uncomfortable, I still want to take a shower and shave my hair.”

Take advantage of the victory to pursue and go straight.

"Get up."

Uncle Feng did not answer Xiao Zhang's question, but he also confirmed his attitude that he would not kill Xiao Zhang easily.

"Stand still, don't move, I'll draw a talisman for you."

Xiao Zhang hesitated in the process of getting up, but he still stood still obediently.

People are knives and I am fish.

If you can't run away, you can only cooperate temporarily, and wait for the opportunity to move later.

Uncle Feng did not walk in front of Xiao Zhang, but stood on the spot and bit his middle finger, and then stretched out the middle finger volley to Xiao Zhang.

The blood flowing from the fingertips seemed to be able to cling to the air. With the movement of Uncle Feng's fingers, it formed a blood-colored mysterious talisman, which glowed scarlet under the moonlight.

"Why is it the middle finger? Shouldn't it be the index finger? Uncle Feng, I'm offended."

Xiao Zhang used witty words to ease his inner tension.

"Edict!"

Uncle Feng frowned and concentrated, and at the same time he pressed his middle finger on the bloody talisman, he pointed at Xiao Zhang.

After the blood flashed away, Xiao Zhang felt a burning sensation in his heart, and there was a slight tingling, but it disappeared soon.

When he looked down, he found nothing, not even the thick black hair on his chest was damaged.

But it seems that some places are different.

"Don't worry, this talisman has only one function, that is, no matter where you go, I can find you."

After Uncle Feng finished this talisman, he laughed a little relaxedly.

This made Xiao Zhang very regretful.

"So, Uncle Feng, you don't even know where I will go? Is it pure luck that you met me here?"

Careless.

"No, I can calculate where you went, and I have indeed been waiting for you here for ten years." After Uncle Feng's mood improved, he was also willing to explain: "But this algorithm is even for me. Speaking of it, it is also very difficult, and only one hexagram can be made in ten years."

That's fine.

Xiao Zhang chose to believe in Uncle Feng.

There is no doubt that a Maoshan Taoist priest who was able to send paper figurines to chase and kill him for more than 70 miles 100 years ago is much stronger than himself.

Cultivating the Tao is not practicing martial arts.

People who practice martial arts are afraid of being young, but people who practice Taoism are old and strong.

"And what about the lottery?"

Xiao Zhang also relaxed, this time he started to ask questions sincerely.

"Uncle Feng, I'm really penniless, and it's because you chased me down indiscriminately back then. Otherwise, I would definitely be able to complete my unfinished business. Let's not talk about how much money we saved, No matter how many careers you have, how many officials you have, at least you won’t be as penniless as you are now.”

"Ha ha……"

Uncle Feng sneered twice, and said: "If you didn't throw yourself into the sea back then, you would have been dead for many years. Do you really think that after becoming a zombie, you will be able to roam the battlefield? Do you really think that if you are not afraid of guns, you can not be afraid of cannons? Do you really think that you, a little green zombie back then, could resist the general trend of killing intent and dragons and snakes rising from the land?"

Xiao Zhang did not argue, but asked curiously: "Then am I froze now?"

"Yes, and..." Uncle Feng said with a strange expression: "You are different from ordinary hairy stiffs, ordinary hairy stiffs can't have your normal intelligence, and they won't be as flexible as you at night. There will be no strange power in the body."

"Strange power?"

"The power of fire and water." Uncle Feng looked at Xiao Zhang, full of desire for research, and said, "The power of water is easy to understand. You have soaked in the bottom of the sea for 70 years, absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon." The aura of water is also normal. But the power of fire, I can't see the reason."

fire?
Xiao Zhang asked worriedly: "Then will I catch fire for no reason?"

"Hehe..." Uncle Feng sneered: "It's not so easy to think about fire, but I also need to do in-depth research."

"Research is fine, don't go deep." Xiao Zhang also wanted to study himself, but he didn't want others to study him, so he changed the subject and said, "Uncle Feng, let's talk about business, you are a lottery ticket, otherwise, I can only do it if I have no money." I'm going to be a badass, and then you'll say I'm not up to the mark."

Uncle Feng's expression became serious.

"I gave you this talisman just to worry about your breaking the law and committing crimes. As long as I find out that you have done bad things, I will definitely kill you."

"That's not the case, that's definitely not the case. Being a little boy is also a matter of mutual affection, your love and my wish, and it's not a crime."

Xiao Zhang didn't care about Uncle Feng's words.

If it is discovered, it will be destroyed, so as long as it is not discovered, can you do whatever you want?

From today on, I, Xiao Zhang, am an outlaw.

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