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Chapter 84: You are Geng this year

Yizhuang.

"It's not good, Master, the big thing is not good!!"

Wen Cai ran into the house in a panic, slipped his feet and knelt down beside Uncle Jiu with a "plop".

Behind him was a tall man in a coir raincoat and a bamboo hat.

As soon as the tall man came in, he sized up the ancestral hall with a wicked face.

At this time, Uncle Jiu was preparing for the apprenticeship ceremony, worshiping and praying to the ancestors of Maoshan in advance, not daring to speak indiscriminately and breaking the rules.

After he finished worshiping, he raised his head and glanced at the panicked two people.

Uncle Jiu said in a displeased tone, "Tell me, what happened?"

Wen Cai described with dancing: "Master, there are a group of horse thieves from outside who want to loot Renjia Town."

After finishing speaking, he pointed to the man behind him and said: "This is the Taoist of Maoshan Ming, he is the one who told me about the horse bandits."

"Ok?"

Uncle Jiu took a look at the person coming, and instantly felt the monk's aura on him.

It's just that there is very little true energy in the other party's body, and there is still a faint trace of ghost energy floating on his body.

Uncle Jiu looked suspicious and said, "Brother Taoist, where did you get this news, can you confirm it is true?"

"Oh, I saw this with my own eyes!"

Mao Shanming said sincerely: "Fellow Daoist, you must believe me!"

"Yesterday, the security captain of Tanjia Town just ignored my words, but he was slaughtered by those horse bandits that night."

"Tanjia Town, twenty miles away?" Uncle Jiu frowned slightly, feeling that something was wrong.

He quickly pinched a formula and used willow leaves to draw across his eyes.

Then he walked out of the gate of Yizhuang with a serious face, looking in the direction of Tanjia Town.

A wave of blood surged into the sky, obviously many people died in a short period of time.

"It turned out to be true!"

Uncle Jiu turned his gaze to Renjia Town again, and saw a faint black air floating over the town.

Although Renjia Town has signs of imminent disaster, it is not impossible to save.

"Wen Cai, pack your things and follow me to Renjia Town to set up defenses."

Uncle Jiu said solemnly: "Whether Ren Jiazhen will be safe tonight, we still have to count on the help of fellow Taoists."

"I?"

Mao Shanming pointed at himself, quickly shook his head and waved his hands and said, "I can't do it! I'm not good at learning, so I can't beat those evil spirits, forget it, forget it."

As he said that, he turned around and was about to slip away, muttering incessantly: "It would be nice to pass on the news to you, and you expect me to fight the horse bandits, how is that possible."

"Hey! That's not right."

Uncle Jiu grabbed his back and said with a smile: "You must at least tell me, what do these bandits rely on to cultivate?"

"Well... I don't know very well either."

Mao Shanming said with a trace of fear on his face: "I only know that they are invulnerable to swords and guns, and a dozen muskets blasted them continuously without even scratching their skin."

"Invulnerable?"

Uncle Jiu looked serious: "Could it be the black seedling Gu technique?"

"Master, everything is packed."

Wen Cai trotted down from the second floor with a large package in hand, and said, "Chicken blood, black ink, yellow talisman, and glutinous rice."

"oops!"

Uncle Jiu said speechlessly: "This thing is for catching zombies, how can horse bandits use these?"

"Then what do we need to prepare?"

Uncle Jiu walked out with his hands behind his back: "Boy urine, chicken blood, weapons like machetes."

"Other things are easy to get, but where do you get boy urine?"

Wen Cai grabbed his hair, his puzzled eyes revealed that he was very confused.

Uncle Jiu suddenly stopped in his tracks, looked down and asked, "Is yours not working?"

Wen Cai was a little embarrassed by him, so he smiled and said: "To tell you the truth, Master, Boss Li invited me to Yihong Building on the second day of last month."

"You two bastards..."

After Jiu Shu cursed, he said in a helpless tone, "Then I have to use mine for the time being."

Mao Shanming looked very puzzled and said, "Fellow Daoist, is this year Guigeng?"

But his half-smile expression, combined with the slightly raised corners of his mouth, made people feel that something was wrong at first glance.

To be honest, Uncle Nine could clearly feel that he was being ridiculed, but he couldn't get back.

Wen Cai immediately became unhappy: "It's none of your business."

Hearing this, Uncle Jiu smiled in relief, and said to himself, good boy.

Unexpectedly, Wen Cai's next sentence was: "My master is practicing boy kung fu, even if he lives to be a hundred years old, he will still be a baby."

Uncle Jiu stroked his forehead and almost fainted from his anger.

"Will you die if you don't speak?"

Why is this silly boy shaking out of everything?

It's okay to talk about his wisdom and martial arts in normal times.

But what does it mean to slander yourself for practicing Tongzi Gong today?

You bastard, do you think I really want to stay a kid?

It's not that he has been busy for so many years and missed a few good marriages.

Wen Cai stuck out his tongue and muttered, "It's true that you can't die, but you will be bored...Master."

"Um?!"

Uncle Jiu stared at him with wide eyes and clenched his teeth, as if telling others that he was very angry now.

Seeing this scene, Wen Cai shrank immediately, rubbed his nose, shrank aside and dared not speak.

"Let's go to Renjia Town first."

Uncle Jiu breathed a sigh of relief to adjust his mood, then turned around and continued to walk outside, still clutching Mao Shanming's lapel.

"Oh…"

Wen Cai walked with his head down, looking very unhappy.

"Fellow…"

Mao Shanming struggled a few times, and asked weakly: "Excuse me, can I not go? These horse bandits are killing people."

"certainly…"

Uncle Jiu laughed out loud.

Mao Shanming also laughed, thinking that he could escape from the clutches of the devil.

Unexpectedly, Uncle Jiu shook his head suddenly and said, "Of course not."

"Oh...then you didn't say it earlier."

Mao Shanming and Wen Cai walked with their heads down, looking very unhappy.

...

Pleasure Inn…

In the lobby on the first floor.

"Are you Mao Shanming?"

Qin Chu pointed at Mao Shanming with a look of surprise.

Didn't I come to the world of Mr. Zombie?

Why did the plot of Mr. Lingfan suddenly appear?

Mao Shanming nodded and introduced himself: "No talent..."

"Wait!"

Halfway through speaking, Qin Chu pulled him aside.

He looked Mao Shanming up and down with his eyes, and asked in a mysterious tone: "Where are Dabao and Xiaobao?"

"Take it out and show me."

When watching "Mr. Spiritual Fantasy" in his previous life, Qin Chu liked these two little ghosts very much, and now he finally had the opportunity to see them with his own eyes.

"Cough cough..."

"What big treasure, second treasure, SOD secret, I don't even know what you're talking about."

Mao Shanming glanced at the jealous Uncle Jiu, and made a haha ​​with Qin Chu.

His unnatural expression made it clear that there was a ghost in his heart.

"Oh, stop making trouble."

Qin Chu laughed, reached out and snatched the oil-paper umbrella from his arms, and then ran towards the second floor of Yuelai Inn full of mischief.

With a dazed expression on his face, Mao Shanming ran after him and said, "Hey, that umbrella can't be moved!"

"Wei" can't move your umbrella, I, Qin Chu, can always do it, right?

Qin Chu ignored Mao Shanming's call, bowed his head to the oil-paper umbrella and said:

"Are you Da Bao or Xiao Bao?"

Chapter 85: The future of horse bandits

"Don't run!"

"Don't run away!"

Mao Shanming leaned on his legs and was panting from exhaustion, with a look of seeing a ghost on his face.