Master Ikkyu didn't come empty-handed, and he brought good tea that he picked himself.

After eating, he took the cup and talked about the tea ceremony to Tai Gang and Simu.

"This tea tasting, drinking is not the purpose, the purpose is a taste.

The box of tea I brought is an old tea tree on the cliff,

As soon as the first waves of spring rain fell, I picked them,

The taste is absolutely speechless. ”

Master Yixiu began to pour tea, and when he talked about the depths, let alone the four-eyed Taoist, even Tai Gang didn't know that drinking tea was so particular.

Without speaking, he picked up the teacup and took a sip, and the tea was full of fragrance in his mouth.

The breath of nature is blowing in the face, as if you are in nature.

"Good tea, good tea!" Tai Gang doesn't understand tea, but he drinks it well, of course it's good tea.

Master Yixiu smiled on his face, poured a second cup for Tai Gang, and then said, "I..."

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Master Ikkyu was about to speak, but was interrupted by the sound of a gong outside.

The three of them looked up at the same time, only to see a group of people coming in the distance.

The first group of people dressed as Mongols, with a sword at their waist and a gun behind their backs.

Behind this group of people were five Taoist priests.

Clustered around a golden coffin, pointing at this side.

"This is my junior brother, Michizuru Michiko!" The four-eyed Taoist couldn't sit still, got up and said, "My junior brother is a staunch royalist, and he disappeared after the Manchu emperor abdicated.

Strange, how did he get here, and still mingle with the Mongols,

No, I'll have to check it out. ”

After saying this, the four-eyed Taoist ran out.

Tai Gang and Master Ikkyu glanced at each other, and also put down the teacup and followed.

"Senior brother, junior brother!"

"Stop!"

Among the five Taoist priests, the leader is a red-clothed Taoist priest, who seems to be the junior disciple of the four-eyed Taoist master.

Hearing someone shouting to stop, the Mongols stopped one after another, and a leader with a handkerchief asked, "Why don't you leave?" ”

"Wu Shilang, we don't have much glutinous rice and cinnabar, this is where my senior brother lives in seclusion, I want to borrow some glutinous rice and cinnabar." Chizuru was a middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties, with long braids before the fall of the Manchu Dynasty.

Hearing the words of the Taoist of Chizuru, the person known as Wu Shilang shook his handkerchief in disgust, and said in a girlish manner: "Oh, you people, why are you so troublesome!" I said take a car, and you said no, you have to drill these woods, I really don't know what you're thinking. ”

"Wu Shilang, the corpse of the prince has changed, and I can barely suppress him with the power of the earth with the Maoshan corpse chasing technique. If it was transported by car, it would be fast, but I couldn't suppress his corpse anger. While the Thousand Crane Daoist was talking, Tai Gang and the Four Eyes Daoist rushed over.

For Chizuru Michicho, Tai Gang is no stranger.

In the movie Uncle Zombie, he was the Taoist priest who held the coffin, and finally died tragically under the mouth of the zombie.

Thinking of zombies, Tai Gang frowned slightly, looking at this golden coffin.

The golden coffin looks very powerful, the whole body is made of brass, and the surface is painted with gold paint.

In the sun, it looks like a real golden coffin, with a shed-like roof on it.

On the surface of the coffin, it was netted with ink fountain wire.

The four little apprentices were guarding the four directions, and each of them was chanting words, as if they were silently reciting Taoist mantras.

"Senior brother, this octagonal golden coffin is specially used to hold zombies, here?"

The four-eyed Taoist stepped forward, touched the ink fountain line, and looked at the Chizuru Taoist with an ugly face.

The Thousand Crane Daoist sighed, nodded lightly, and said, "Senior brother, this is a zombie, and it's a black-haired zombie!" ”

"Black-haired zombies!"

The four-eyed Dao Leader gasped, his face changed to a cautious color, and asked, "Senior brother, now that the sun is in full swing, why don't you burn him?" ”

"Senior brother, you can't burn it, this is Prince Mu of Mongolia, I have an order from His Majesty, and I must ...... the prince."

Before the Thousand Crane Daoist finished speaking, the four-eyed Taoist spoke: "Qianhe, the Qing Dynasty has all perished, and you still have braids, one bite for Your Majesty, is it necessary?" ”

"Senior brother!"

The Taoist of Qianhe did not dare to agree, and said categorically: "Qianhe is deeply favored by the emperor, and the Qing Dynasty will always be in my heart!" ”

The junior brother of the four-eyed Taoist is a royalist through and through, which can be seen from the braid on his head.

At this moment, hearing the answer of the Thousand Crane Dao Chief, the corners of the mouth of the four-eyed Dao Dao twitched, and he said coldly: "You are not sober-minded, I am really too lazy to pay attention to you." Jia Le, bring glutinous rice and cinnabar to your uncle, I'm not feeling well, I want to go back to rest. ”

The four-eyed Taoist said that he would leave, and he was completely dead to this junior brother.

Qian Jiale shrugged his shoulders, glanced at the direction of his master's departure, and said, "Uncle Shi, you wait for me for a while, and I will go and prepare glutinous rice and cinnabar for you." ”

As soon as the two left, only Tai Gang was left on the scene, and there was a master and apprentice.

Master Ikyu is a good old man, reciting Amitabha Buddha in his mouth, and said to Chizuru Daochang: "Don't blame your senior brother, he has a strange temper, you can just treat him as a fart." ”

"Chizuru doesn't blame Senior Brother, I have my choice, Senior Brother has Senior Brother's choice, we are all living for our own choices."

The Thousand Crane Daoist shook his head slightly, not caring about the behavior of the four-eyed Daoist at all.

If you don't talk about the identity of the royalists, you are also a high-ranking person.

Master Yixiu nodded slightly, walked around the coffin twice, and suddenly said: "This shed is good-looking, and there is no problem with sheltering from the wind and rain."

However, there are zombies in the coffin, and this shed is not suitable.

You should have torn down the shed during the day to let the sun shine on the coffin to reduce the corpse gas, right? ”

"That's right, sunlight can dissipate corpse qi, why didn't we think of it!"

Chizuru Michigan was overjoyed and ordered, "East, south, west, north, tear down the shed and let the sun shine." ”

"Slow!"

Tai Gang knew very well that after the head of Chizuru demolished the shed, there was a torrential rain that night.

As a result, the ink fountain line was washed away by the rain, and everyone died in the mouth of the zombies.

Thinking of this plot, Tai Gang stopped the four apprentices, and didn't want to follow the plot and not save him, and said: "Although the sun can reduce the corpse qi, the sky is not good today, and you may encounter heavy rain on the way." If there is no shed, the ink fountain line will melt when it encounters water, and what if the zombies inside run out? ”

"Heavy rain?"

The head of the Thousand Crane Dao looked at the sky, and saw that the sky was clear, how could it be raining, so he smiled and said: "Friend, don't worry, we all carry tents with us, if there is really a rainstorm, we can't delay anything." East, south, west, north, tear down the tent and do as I say. ”

"Yes, Master."

The four little apprentices were given the order to tear down the shed in two strokes.

Tai Gang shook his head slightly.

It is said that good words are difficult to persuade damn ghosts, and he reminded them so directly, and the Taoist of Chizuru was still unmoved.

is really worthy of being the luckiest Maoshan Taoist in the zombie series.

"Uncle Shi, glutinous rice and cinnabar have been brought." Qian Jiale ran up with a package and handed it to the Taoist of Qianhe.

The head of the Thousand Crane Daoist weighed the weight, nodded with a smile, and said, "Senior nephew, it is good for me to serve my senior brother, I still have something to do here, so I won't go to greet him." ”

After saying this, the head of the Thousand Crane Daoist nodded to the Tai Gang and the others, and said in a loud voice: "On the road!" ”

"Uncle Shi, go slowly!"

"Amitabha!"

Twelve Mongol soldiers with guns on their backs, a thousand cranes and four apprentices.

and the man named Wu Shilang escorted the coffin away.

Seeing these people go away, Tai Gang didn't say a word for a long time.

As the saying goes, medicine and medicine do not die of disease, and Buddha is destined to be a person.

He had already told these people that there was a cliff ahead, and these people were going to jump down.

Could he still wait at the bottom of the cliff and catch the person who jumped down?

Tai Gang is not so idle, he just does what he should do, not the Virgin Mary, no wonder he doesn't listen to persuasion.

"Master, Uncle Shi is gone."

Back in the living room, Qian Jiale said a word to the master who was drinking tea and didn't know what he was thinking.

The four-eyed Taoist didn't raise his head, drank all the tea in his hand, and said coldly: "Let's go, do you still want me to follow, kowtow to others and shout long live?" ”

"Don't dare, don't dare!" Qian Jiale touched the tiger's buttocks and ran away in disgrace.

When Master Yixiu saw this situation, he also beckoned Qingqing to leave.

Soon there was Tai Gang left in the living room, and there was a four-eyed Taoist who was in an unhappy mood.

Tai Gang sat for a while, looked at the appearance of the four-eyed Dao chief, and planned to get up and leave.

Hearing the movement, the four-eyed Taoist raised his head slightly, and before Tai Gang went out, he spoke: "The set of demon darts you want, the cinnabar on it has faded a lot,

I'll re-engrave it for you later, and it should be ready for the evening.

As for the yellow charm, I'll give it to you at night with a dart,

You prepare fifty gold coins to come out, these magic removers are not cheap. ”

"I'm holding a demon dart and a yellow rune, can I deal with ghosts?" Tai Gang paused slightly, and asked the four-eyed Dao Chief.

The four-eyed Taoist thought for a while, and replied not too surely, and said, "The little demon and the little ghost are no problem,

If it's climate, it's hard to say.

But with your skills, and my things,

Even if it's not enough for you to slay demons, the chances of escaping are still very high. ”

"That's good!" Tai Gang knew that his biggest problem was that he didn't have a way to deal with ghosts.

As the saying goes, there are only thieves for a thousand days, and there are no thieves for a thousand days.

In life, it is better to buy more insurance.