With the silencer note passed on by Yang San, since then, the four-eyed Taoist has no longer had a sore waist, no more pain in his legs, and a fragrant sleep.

A few days later, the sun was blazing.

Yang Sanzheng sat down with the four-eyed Dao and discussed.

Suddenly, there was a commotion in the distance, and Yang San and the four-eyed Taoist looked at each other suspiciously.

The four-eyed Taoist is not an ordinary remote place, and there are few people within a radius of 100 miles, so I am afraid that there are only a handful of people who are so noisy.

A few people went out curiously to take a look, and Master Yixiu and Jingjing next door were also standing at the door and looked at the team in confusion.

"Huh?"

The four-eyed Taoist priest was stunned, and quickly walked up to meet the team that slowly stopped at the door.

Looking at this, there is a strange combination of pulling coffins, carrying sedan chairs, Taoist priests, and soldiers.

Yang San was determined in his heart, presumably the zombie lying in the golden coffin was a zombie who was struck by lightning, I really don't know if it was lucky or unlucky.

If the average zombie is struck by the thunder, he is afraid that it will turn into ashes in seconds, but it is good, with the weakening of the golden coffin, it actually bears the thunder and uses it to evolve.

"Senior brother."

The Thousand Crane Daoist was also very happy to see the four-eyed Daoist, and shouted and performed the Maoshan salute.

"Senior brother." The four-eyed Taoist also calmly replied.

"Uncle Shi."

Jia Le, who followed closely, also hurriedly saluted.

It's just that after being glared at by the four-eyed Taoist, Jia Le quickly put his hand on his head with a sad face and saluted again.

Yang San couldn't help but smile after a while, this Maoshan lineage is quite interesting to this etiquette.

For example, Knorr's hand has to be raised to his forehead, but Chizuru Michichi is at the mouth and nose, and the four-eyed Michichi is in front of his chest.

At this time, Yang San and Master Yixiu stepped forward together, and each bowed to the Thousand Crane Dao Chief.

The Thousand Crane Daoist and the Yixiu Master are also old acquaintances, but the eye-born Yang San makes the Thousand Crane Daoist a little confused.

Who is this handsome guy? Could it be the senior brother's newly accepted apprentice? But this etiquette is not owned by Maoshan, but is more like a person in the martial arts.

"Who is this little brother?"

"Yang San, I'm a sword cultivator." Yang San smiled lightly.

Daoist Thousand Cranes couldn't help but look at Yang San in surprise, obviously understanding what sword cultivation represented in this era.

"I've seen fellow Daoists."

The Thousand Crane Daoist solemnly saluted Yang San.

"Hey, hey, what's going on here?"

At this moment, a yin and yang strange and sharp voice suddenly shouted.

When Yang San and the others heard the sound, they saw a small baby sitting on the sedan chair, and it was a sissy next to the sedan chair who spoke.

"Steward Wu, I'll borrow a little glutinous rice from my senior brother." Chizuru said.

"Glutinous rice?"

The sissy looked at Chizuru Dao in confusion, I didn't expect such a big man to like to eat glutinous rice?

"Wu Zhilang, let's take a rest."

The little doll on the sedan chair screamed milkily.

As soon as the sissy heard the little master's words, she immediately beckoned everyone to rest, "Then let's rest for a while, come, slow down." ”

"Jia Le, go get glutinous rice for Uncle Shi."

The four-eyed Taoist said to Jia Le with a solemn face, and Jia Le immediately nodded and ran back.

"The bronze horn and gold coffin are wrapped with ink fountain threads, is it inside..."

Several people came to the coffin and saw that the soldier pulling the coffin was sweating profusely, and the wheel seal was very deep, which showed that this golden coffin was not a good thing.

Moreover, the ink fountain line wrapped around the golden coffin is extremely thick and black, and the closer you get to it, the more obvious the fishy smell can be smelled on it, which is obviously also specially made.

The four-eyed Dao Elder was not enough, and Yang San could feel the rich corpse qi faintly coming from the golden coffin from a distance, but he was afraid that he was no longer weaker than the old lady Ren back then, no wonder he was so strong and perverted as soon as he evolved.

"Yes, it's a zombie." Chizuru said solemnly.

"Then why didn't you burn it?" The four-eyed Taoist asked puzzled.

"Hey, this zombie is a border zombie royal family, it can't be burned, we have to transport it to Beijing as soon as possible, and wait for the emperor to send it."

The head of the Thousand Crane Dao was also very helpless about this, but when he decided to listen to the imperial grain, he was doomed to be unable to make the most correct decision on some things.

"Huh, Your Majesty? Is there anything else going on with him now? ”

Yang San looked at the Manchu people who were resting not far away with disdain, if it weren't for the Qing Dynasty's decision to "close the country", maybe there would be no bad things behind, and even a small country would dare to break ground on Tai Sui's head.

Regarding Yang San's words, the Taoist of Qianhe only pretended not to hear it, but secretly made up his mind that after completing this order, he would also "return to his hometown", senior brother is good here, presumably senior brother will not mind multiple neighbors.

"Captain Chizuru, why don't you dismantle the tent and let it absorb some sunlight and reduce corpse qi." Master Ikkyu said suddenly.

Seeing that Master Qianhe was a little moved, Yang San hurriedly dissuaded, "No, master, the weather in this mountain and forest is changeable, how much does this bit of sunlight play a big role in its corpse qi, anyway, the important thing is this ink fountain line, if it encounters heavy rain, it will be a big loss." ”

"Yang San is right, monk, if you can dismantle the tent, won't I say it, and it's your turn to say? If it rains heavily and the ink fountain is lined, then it is serious. ”

The four-eyed Taoist originally thought that Master Yixiu was reasonable, but when he heard Yang San's words, he suddenly felt that he couldn't dismantle it, and more importantly, ......

It's just the right time to lose the master of a rest, so why not?

The chief of the Thousand Crane Road carefully weighed the pros and cons in his heart, but soon, he also felt that for the sake of some corpse qi, he took the risk with the ink bucket line, and made sure that there were some gains and losses.

"Amitabha, the poor monk almost did bad things with good intentions, sins and sins."

At this time, Ichishu Daoist also clasped his hands together, and looked at Chizuru Daoist apologetically, if he caused the zombies to run out, and then the lives would be ruined, then the sin would be great.

At this time, Jia Le ran back with a small bag of glutinous rice and handed it to the head of the Thousand Crane Road.

"Senior brother, glutinous rice."

Glutinous rice in hand, I have it in the world.

The Thousand Crane Dao Chief, who got the glutinous rice, was in a higher mood, and looked at the four-eyed Dao Elder gratefully, "Senior brother, thank you." ”

"You're welcome, I hope you don't need this bag of glutinous rice."

The four-eyed Taoist looked at Chizuru solemnly, although he didn't agree with Chizuru's behavior of transporting zombies, but this was the path Chizuru chose, and he could only hope that he could keep going.

"Hey, it's time to go, and so much more."

At this moment, the sissy shouted loudly again, and at the same time beckoned the soldiers to hurry on.

Seeing this, the Taoist of Qianhe also said goodbye to Yang San and the others one by one.

At this time, for the first time, Jia Le seriously looked at the golden coffin that was slowly being dragged forward.

"This coffin is very beautiful, it must be very valuable."

"Of course, it's made of gold."

The four-eyed Taoist leader responded casually, and his eyes kept watching the team go away.

"Well, if there is a chance in the future, I will definitely work hard to make money, buy an identical pair, and honor Master, your old man."

Jia Le looked at the "beautiful" coffin yearningly, and didn't notice that the four-eyed Taoist heard his words, and his face turned black all of a sudden.

"You're quite filial."

Master Ichiyu looked at the four-eyed Taoist chief teasingly, and walked back with a smile.

Yang San was also too happy.

Copper horn golden coffin, this is specially for zombies, Jia Le said that it is not a curse to become a zombie after the four-eyed Taoist, the four-eyed Taoist has a good face is strange.