Although Wencai will not be a good mage, he will definitely be a good apprentice. Sincere, pure, and good-natured, for monks who can't live forever in this chaotic world, it is a blessing in life to have such an apprentice.

Just welcomed Yang Yanhan into the inner hall, but Wen Cai seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly said to Yang Yanhan: "By the way, Mr. Yang, I'll see your baby later." I have to hurry up and greet my uncle's client now, otherwise when Master comes back in a while, he will definitely scold me again!" ”

After that, without waiting for Yang Yanhan's reaction, he turned around and walked towards the room where the "customer" was parked.

At the same time, while walking, Wen Cai also complained in his mouth: "This Qiusheng, I saw him coming early in the morning, but in a blink of an eye, he disappeared. Really, I have to do all this work alone! ”

Having said that, Wen Cai had no intention of stopping. Walking into the morgue with a light car, a seven-star lamp, and a handful of fireworks incense.

After Wen Cai respectfully worshiped the god, he took out the handful of fireworks incense and inserted it into each coffin.

However, just as he walked past two coffins in a row, he came to the third coffin to offer incense. The moment he opened the coffin, he suddenly felt his right hand being grabbed by a strange big hand.

"Ahh

With Wen Cai's scream, what he had learned and seen after so many years of following Uncle Jiu had not increased his courage at all, and when he encountered such a thing like a corpse, his first reaction was to scream loudly.

Yang Yanhan, who heard the sound, frowned at this time, and then, a mighty spiritual force swept towards the room where Wen Cai was.

With Yang Yanhan's spiritual power, just a face-to-face effort, he found that there was a man dressed as a zombie lying in the coffin. Looking at the weak mana in his body that was not much stronger than Wen Cai, and in a moment's effort, Yang Yanhan already knew in his heart that this person must be another disciple of the Ninth Uncle, Qiusheng.

However, although he knew that Wen Cai had not encountered any real threat, since the other party shouted, he sat here and ignored it. Obviously not a good idea either.

However, just when Yang Yanhan had just gotten up and was about to go over to take a look, the gate of Yizhuang. But all of a sudden, it opened again.

The person at the head was none other than Uncle Jiu, and beside him was a middle-aged man with a tall and thin figure and Western eyes.

As soon as the two of them came in, they happened to see Yang Yanhan, who had just gotten up. The ninth uncle was stunned for a moment, and then smiled at Yang Yanhan and said, "It turns out that Yang Daoyou hasn't left yet, really, I haven't seen it for so many days." Let me introduce Yang Daoyou, this is the junior brother below, Simu. ”

"You're the one who has the Qiankun bag?" The four-eyed Taoist heard what Uncle Nine said, and his eyes gathered, staring at Yang Yanhan's cuffs tightly, as if he was going to see through it.

Yang Yanhan said to the two of them at this time: "Ninth Uncle, the four-eyed Dao Chief." I heard Wen Cai screaming in the next room just now, let's go check it out first! ”

"What? Suffered, Wencai, this kid, what danger is there? When Uncle Nine heard this, he was talking to himself while roaring towards the morgue.

And the four-eyed Taoist leader patted his head at this time, hurriedly followed the pace of the ninth uncle, and at the same time shouted loudly: "Senior brother, wait for me, be careful of my customers!"

With a group of three rushed to the morgue in Yizhuang. But seeing that at this time, the seven-star lantern that was supposed to be bright had been knocked over to the ground. At the same time, Wen Cai was being forced to jump left and right by several walking corpses, embarrassed.

In a hurry, Uncle Nine took two steps in succession and mustered up all his strength. Facing Wen Cai one after the other, a walking corpse that was close to each other flew up.

What was completely different from what he imagined was that the walking corpse was hit by Uncle Nine's powerful kick. Flying in mid-air, he actually let out a miserable scream, and the voice sounded familiar.

Wait for the "walking corpse" to smash over two walking corpses in a row. When he landed under a coffin, he covered his chest in pain and shouted weakly, "Master, it's me!"

Uncle Nine has been stormy for so many years, and he has already had a plan in his heart about what kind of person his second disciple is. As soon as I looked at Qiushui's appearance, I understood why all this happened.

But having said that, Uncle Nine saw that the four-eyed "customers" were coming towards him and others one by one. and the four-eyed Taoist looked at each other, and the two of them pinched the spell at the same time, preparing to suppress these walking corpses first.

And Yang Yanhan saw this, since he came, it was naturally not good to do nothing. But as he saw the middle finger and thumb of his right hand, a loud crisp finger struck, and then a fireball the size of an apple with an astonishing temperature appeared on his right hand.

And the two of them, who had just bitten their middle fingers and were about to substitute their blood talismans, saw Yang Yanhan's actions, and the four-eyed Taoist suddenly turned around, stretched out an upright palm at Yang Yanhan and kept swaying, and shouted at the same time: "Yang Daoyou, don't, your subordinates are merciful!" Don't hurt my customers! ”

"Be careful!"

At this time, Uncle Nine pushed away the four-eyed Taoist who was only concerned about protecting his customers, and pointed cleanly at the head of a walking corpse who sneaked into the four-eyed Taoist leader.

Uncle Jiu's kung fu was swept by Yang Yanhan's spiritual power, and Yang Yanhan saw the mystery when he landed. Part of the spiritual power of the monks of this world runs in the body, and part of the internal power is dissolved in the blood, so their blood can also be said to be a special treasure.

The combat power of these walking corpses is indeed not very strong, but in a moment, they have been restrained one by one by the mighty Ninth Uncle and the Four-Eyed Dao Master.

Re-light the seven-star lantern, re-label these zombies one by one, and then clean up everything here, and it will be dusk.

The four-eyed Taoist with a helpless face shook the soul-attracting bell while saying to Uncle Nine and Yang Yanhan: "Senior brother, Mr. Yang, I will leave now, but it's a pity that I can't see Mr. Yang's supernatural powers this time, it's a pity, let's meet again!"

"Senior brother, why are you in such a hurry to leave, how about staying a few more days?" Uncle Nine obviously wants to keep the four-eyed Taoist.

The four-eyed Taoist looked at Uncle Jiu, and then at Wen Cai and Qiusheng who were hiding behind, shook his head and said: "Live for two more days, stay for another two days, I'm afraid that I'll not be able to keep these customers one by one, let's go, let's go!"

Looking at the figure of the four-eyed Taoist leader gradually moving away, Uncle Nine could only shake his head helplessly, invited Yang Yanhan into the inner hall, and said, "Let Yang Daoyou smile!" (To be continued.) )