Zombie World: Uncle Jiu was slapped in the face at the beginning

Frankly speaking, the relationship between Uncle Nine and Shi Jian is very bad, as can be seen from Shi Jian's beating Uncle Nine everywhere during the day.

But the relationship is not good, and the two are also from the same school anyway.

It is still very difficult for Uncle Nine to believe that Shi Jian is the mastermind behind the original corpse refining.

"Daoyou Zhou Chen, isn't it too arbitrary to suspect Senior Brother just by virtue of his breath?" Uncle Nine said with a deep groan.

But having said that, in fact, Uncle Nine also had a trace of doubt in his heart.

Because according to Ah Wei's description at the time, those huge tree trunks that appeared strangely were like Shi Jian's unique secret technique, Mu Chun Dafa.

"The breath can't be wrong, Uncle Nine, especially those who have cultivated to the realm of Shi Jian, can you still find a second one in the entire Maoshan Mountain?"

Zhou Chen said confidently.

Uncle Nine opened his mouth, not knowing how to tell the difference.

Breath is something that some people can't see or touch, such as Qiusheng and Wencai, and it's nonsense to tell them this.

Who is what kind of breath, how can they tell it?

But for some people, the breath is like the rings of a tree, a representation and symbol of status.

Because everyone's Dao is unique and unique, even if two people practice the same Dao Fa, the aura when they finally use the Dao Fa is completely different.

A person with an extremely advanced spell can catch and discern the difference.

Shi Jian and Zhou Chen Daoyou are undoubtedly such people.

Especially the master of the fighting method, it is even more impossible to forget the breath of the other party.

Thinking of this, Uncle Nine remembered another detail, that is, as soon as the senior brother came in, he suddenly stared at Zhou Chen Daoyou.

Could it be that he also felt the breath of Zhou Chen's Daoyou?

A series of doubts made Uncle Nine shaken a little.

"And that Shi Shaojian, I can see at a glance that the Dao method he is cultivating is not a legitimate Dao method, but an evil method!".

Zhou Chen once again affirmed that he was extremely authentic, he knew the plot and was so confident.

"Is there such a thing?" Uncle Nine said in surprise.

If even Shi Shaojian has a problem, then Shi Jian's suspicion is even greater.

"What, Uncle Nine, don't you see it?" Zhou Chen asked rhetorically.

"Uh... I also think it's a little weird. Uncle Nine said stiffly.

- Uncle Nine is still a person who wants to save face, so he naturally doesn't want to lose face in front of a young man.

"Okay, Uncle Nine, the time is almost up, let's talk about these things later, let's go catch ghosts first!" Zhou Chen saw that he had successfully pulled Uncle Nine onto his thief ship, so he clapped his hands and said.

It was indeed getting dark, so Uncle Nine nodded, and set off with Zhou Chen.

In an open space behind Renjia Town, a big innate gossip array has been arranged, as long as those lonely souls and wild ghosts step into this array, they can't get out, so they can only let everyone obediently catch it.

The cadres of the Maoshan faction are already waiting here, and Shi Jian, the senior brother, is naturally not there.

A character like him naturally only appears at the last minute.

When Zhou Chen reappeared this time, all the Maoshan Sect disciples looked at Zhou Chen's expressions again, and they had already become very different.

This person can actually compete with Uncle Jian, the Taoism is too profound.

But even so, Zhou Chen and Senior Brother had a quarrel like that, and everyone at the scene did not greet him.

Zhou Chen didn't care, he stood alone.

When it was completely dark, Shi Jian took Shi Shaojian and the others too late.

"Uncle Jian!".

"Uncle Jian!".

All the Maoshan disciples came over to salute and say hello.

"Are you ready?" Shi Jian asked with an old-fashioned glance at everyone.

"It's all ready, Uncle Jian. The crowd immediately answered.

"Then let's get started!" Shi Jian commanded condescendingly.

"Wencai, Qiusheng, what are you still doing in a daze?" Uncle Nine turned around and instructed the two.

Wen Cai's brows were furrowed like a chrysanthemum blooming in late autumn, and his face was crying: "Master, are you really going?"

"Why don't you go soon?" Uncle Nine shouted with a glare.

The two of them left in fear.

Uncle Jiu and the other Maoshan disciples, as well as Zhou Chen, everyone honestly waited here in the formation.

"Help, Master, help!"

"That's a lot of ghosts!".

After waiting for a long time, the ghostly wolf howls of Qiusheng and Wencai sounded.

Immediately after everyone, they saw that the two of them were desperately running towards the formation, and behind the two of them, there was a large group of lonely souls and wild ghosts.

All the Maoshan disciples couldn't help but look at it one by one, there are so many ghosts, no wonder Uncle Nine wants to gather the same door.

That's a lot!

"Everyone get ready!" Uncle Nine greeted everyone in a deep voice, and immediately picked up the money sword and waited for it.

Everyone else is ready for it.

When Qiusheng and Wen Cai led all the lonely souls and wild ghosts into the innate gossip array, the big array suddenly activated.

All the ghosts were trapped in the formation and couldn't get out.

Everyone at the scene jumped into the formation one by one, and they showed their might.