Chapter Seventy-Three: The Zombie Doctor in Action
"Starlight leads the way, senior brother, the soul has returned, the soul has returned." As Starlight lifted Uncle Nine up, the four-eyed Dao Elder raised his voice and shouted.
"Bang, ouch, my waist!" With a painful snort, Uncle Jiu, who had just opened his eyes, was in confusion, and with the starlight around him disappearing, he fell to the ground hard.
"Uncle Nine, you're awake." Seeing Uncle Nine sitting on the ground, rubbing his waist constantly, Qin Hui asked with a smile.
Listening to Qin Hui's words, Uncle Nine looked around in a daze, and only after a long time did he exclaim, "What are you doing!" Isn't this my seven-star altar! Yes! Isn't this my box for star powder! How could it have been thrown on the ground! Who did this? ā
Seeing that the first thing Uncle Jiu did when he woke up, he actually asked the altar, Wen Cai couldn't help but smile bitterly, "Master, it's okay if you're okay, you were unconscious just now, and your soul didn't know where to fly, Uncle Shi was afraid that you would die, so he had no choice but to open the altar, you can't blame him!" ā
When Uncle Nine heard this, he pointed to the four-eyed Taoist and said angrily to Wen Cai, "Fart, I can't die if he dies!" My out-of-body is my cultivation, because of the breakthrough of the heavens, this morning, I received the decree of the Maoshan patriarch, with the way of the out-of-body soul, to the Maoshan ancestral court, just I was on the way back, the result was directly pulled here. ā
Listening to Uncle Jiu's question, the four-eyed Taoist patted his ass and said, "Hehe, senior brother, isn't this also good for you!" And your seven-star altar is really powerful! I was even shocked by Wenqu Xingjun just now. ā
"Alarmed Xingjun! How can it be! The ninth uncle, who said this, immediately changed his face and asked the four-eyed Taoist, "No! Where's my star powder! How much did you use? ā
"It's all used!" The four-eyed Taoist picked up the box on the ground, and then poured the box mouth downward, signaling that there was no more.
Hearing this, the ninth uncle grabbed the clothes of the four-eyed Taoist leader, and said with a hideous face, "Do you know how my star powder is made? I'm fighting with you! This box of star powder, I have spent 30 years to accumulate so much, I opened the altar to attract the power of the stars, I am only willing to use a little pinch by hand to use, you actually used a whole box at one time! ā
Listening to Uncle Jiu's words, the four-eyed Taoist chief secretly said in his heart, "No wonder even Wenqu Xingjun was alarmed!" So one little is enough! Thinking of this in his heart, the four-eyed Taoist still tried to persuade him, "Senior brother, I am also good for you!" I see that your soul is gone, so I opened the altar, I am kind! ā
Listening to the words of the four-eyed Taoist, although Uncle Nine let go of his hand, he still said angrily, "You are kind!" What about the letter I put on the table! I saw that it was too early to call you, so I wrote a letter and put it on the table in my room, didn't you see? ā
Qin Hui and the others glanced at each other, and they all shook their heads and said, "No! ā
"Humph!" Uncle Nine snorted angrily, and then snatched the dust from the hand of the four-eyed Dao Chief, and said, "You guys! What are you asking me to say about you? They are all adults, and they are still so reckless! Well, now, all my decades of hard work are wasted. ā
Wen Cai listened to it and comforted Uncle Jiu, "Master, don't worry, in the future, Qiusheng and I will find Xingchen powder for you." ā
Uncle Nine looked at Wen Cai's appearance, although he was very pleased, but he still said helplessly, "This star powder is hard to find in the world, and it depends on your life to get them." Pointing at you! When the time comes, don't mess with me, I'll burn high incense. ā
Qin Hui looked at the Ninth Uncle with a stern face, and found that the sense of threat he brought to himself was getting stronger and stronger, at a glance, it was even more powerful than the thunder corpse, this feeling was not superficial, but came from Qin Hui's martial instinct. Of course, this instinct does not necessarily mean anything, because there is no conclusion on who is high and who is low until they really start to do it.
Looking at the ninth uncle who was packing up his things, Qin Hui laughed and said, "I just heard from the Taoist chief that this cultivation has reached another level, and now that I think about it, I should be able to add the title of Dao Jun behind Qianji!" ā
Uncle Nine also smiled when he heard this, and then said, "Don't dare, don't dare, the title of this Daojun can only be added by a sect of masters, although my cultivation has arrived, but I can only be called a real person." After saying this, Uncle Jiu raised his hand is a move, and then everyone returned to the room where the statue of the ancestor was enshrined.
After returning to this room, Uncle Nine put the dust in his hand back into the hands of the ancestor master, and kowtowed, "Disciple Qianji, I was lucky enough to enter the realm of real people today, and in the future, I will definitely take it as my responsibility to maintain the peace of the world and kill demons." ā
With a crisp sound, Uncle Jiu, who was about to kowtow, was knocked to the ground in Qin Hui's puzzled gaze.
Looking at the defeated Ninth Uncle, Qin Hui couldn't help but secretly wonder, did this Maoshan even have a temper, otherwise this stingy character will not be mentioned, how can this be beaten, no matter what is wrong or wrong, it will also be beaten!
"Senior brother! Are you all right? Did you say the wrong thing just now, otherwise how could the ancestor beat you! Looking at Uncle Jiu, who was covering his head and looking uncertain, the four-eyed Taoist asked with a playful face.
Uncle Nine listened to his junior brother's words, thought for a while, and then suddenly knelt on the futon again, and bowed, "Disciple Qianji, today has reached the realm of real people, and the disciple will work hard to carry forward the Maoshan faction in the future, and regard my Maoshan affairs as his own responsibility." ā
"Huh." Listening to Uncle Nine's words, Qin Hui couldn't help laughing, because he didn't expect that Uncle Nine, who was usually very strict, would actually have such a spoof. However, to Qin Hui's surprise, with Uncle Nine's words, Uncle Nine this time was so confused, which couldn't help but make Qin Hui shout at the Maoshan faction.
The ninth uncle, who has a real cultivator, did not hold a feast this time, but only sent a handbook to several other senior brothers. However, listening to the voice of the four-eyed Taoist, it seems that he is the head of the Maoshan corpse chasing faction, and the senior brother who is known as the Daojun of a thousand enemies, will also come to congratulate Uncle Jiu, and by the way, take a look at Uncle Jiu, the junior brother who was the first to stand on his own, how he has been mixing outside in the past few years.
Time flies quickly, and more than half a month has passed in a blink of an eye since the day the four-eyed Daoist opened the altar, and although Uncle Nine has gone out several times to find the whereabouts of the thunder corpse, he has never gained anything. And in these times, Qin Hui also kept running around, as long as there were rumors of zombies, Qin Hui would immediately rush over, with Qin Hui's speed, in the past half a month, he has already run half of China, but there is no gain, because these zombies that appear are either not successful, or they are artificially cultivated to defraud money.
During this period, Wu Zitong, who planned to study zombies, also came a few times, but after he came, he said a few words to Qin Hui and left in a hurry. And the most recent time, it is said that he wants to steal a few walking corpses that are driven by mages, saying that before he gets zombies, he will use them to make some evolved real yĆ n, and Qin Hui only shook his head helplessly about this, and told him to pay attention to safety, otherwise he didn't know how he died.