For the rest of the journey, both of them lost interest in talking, and they just hurried away, and they walked for a few hours.

The journey was slow at night, ten kilometers away, and the two of them walked all night, mainly to take care of the walking corpses.

The road in the mountains was uneven, and they needed to carry the walking corpse around from time to time, so they delayed.

It wasn't until it was close to dawn that they came to the mountain where the Four-Eyed Daoist practiced.

He Weitong stood on the yellow mud trail, looking at the two wooden houses not far from each other in the mountains, and his mood was surprisingly good.

The wooden house is built against the green hills, and in front of it is a smooth road, full of grass wet by the morning dew, coupled with the hazy sky that is now about to be bright, so He Weitong has the feeling of being in an ink painting.

"What a great place!" He Wei couldn't help but speak.

"In the remote mountains, a monk lives next to each other. The monk is easy-going and cheerful, there is a female apprentice who is delicate and cute, the Taoist priest is old-fashioned and stern, and the apprentice Jiale is naughty. The two masters with different personalities are constantly arguing and fighting their ways.

One day, a strange funeral procession passed by here, a certain frontier royal family corpse poisoned to death, transformed into zombies, the head of the Thousand Crane Road and the prince escorted the coffin to Beijing. On the way, it encountered heavy rain, the coffin was split open by lightning, and the zombies broke out of the coffin and went on a killing spree. The prince escaped with his life, but the prince was poisoned. The monk and the Taoist priest ordered the apprentices to take care of the prince, while the two rushed into the woods to find the Thousand Crane Chief. ”

I don't know why, looking at the scenery in front of him, He Wei concentrically emerged the whole plot.

It's really He Weitong who has seen it too many times, and he has seen it since he was a child, so he can't forget it.

Being in the mountains, He Weitong only felt that the air was fresh, and there was still a wisp of light spirit in the air.

The white mist surrounding the mountains in the distance, in He Weitong's opinion, was all aura.

This is a rare place where spiritual energy gathers, He Weitong made this assertion, and it is no wonder that the four-eyed Taoist and the monk Yixiu are willing to settle here, and it is indeed possible here.

After He Weitong came out of Hangzhou, this was the most suitable place for him to practice.

"Fellow Daoist, you see that's where I live." Four eyes smiled.

He Weitong nodded.

"I wonder who the family next to me is?" He Weitong asked.

"A stubborn old monk, there is nothing to talk about, he has been traveling for many years, fellow Daoists, let's go, I have a disciple, I will introduce you later."

After saying that, he took the walking corpse and jumped towards the wooden house on the right.

He Weitong smiled knowingly, didn't ask again, and followed with the cage on his back.

Bite! Arrive at the check-in location! Please choose whether to clock in or not!

As soon as He Weitong stepped into the courtyard of the wooden house, such a voice sounded in his mind.

He Weitong directly recited "open" directly in his heart.

Bite! Successful check-in!

Check-in location: remote mountains.

Background introduction: The place where the four-eyed Taoist and the monk Yixiu practice, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, and the aura gathers.

Open Reward: Golden Light Spell.

He Weitong glanced at it, and then didn't look at it carefully, but directly put the cheats book into the box behind him.

"Jiale!"

"Jiale! Open the door! ”

Since he walked into the courtyard, he kept shouting, but he didn't see any movement in the house even after shouting several times.

Four Eyes frowned, first fiddling with the walking corpse and standing up, going to the magic trick, and then walking up the wooden ladder to the door.

It's very damp, so the wooden houses are built on a single plank, like a stilted house, but not as high.

Four eyes reached directly through the papier-mâché door, opened the latch, and then opened the door slightly to inspect the movement inside.

I saw Jiale sleeping on a bamboo recliner in the center of the house, and when he saw the popularity of the four eyes here, he didn't fight in one place.

At this hour, it is just dawn, and it is the best time to sleep, so it is understandable that Jiale is still sleeping.

The reason why Simu is angry is because he has been on the road all night, and when he comes home, his apprentice is sleeping, and his heart is unbalanced, so he is angry.

"Dead boy, tell you to wait for the door and go to bed." Simu gritted his teeth, then turned around and prepared to teach his apprentice a lesson.

The next scene is the same as the original play.

Simu held a piece of yellow talisman and recited a few words of mantra in front of him, and the yellow talisman spontaneously combusted without fire.

Then he took the yellow talisman and chanted in front of the walking corpse for a while, and for each chanting corpse, he gave the walking corpse a wooden stick.

In a moment, more than a dozen walking corpses each had an extra wooden stick in their hands.

"Heavenly spirits, earth spirits, walking corpses have spirits, walking corpses have sex, forget the bell, oh just hit, listen to my orders!"

After the four-eyed incantation, the walking corpses raised their sticks one after another.

"Give it a try." Four eyes looked at the walking corpse in front of him and muttered.

He Weitong looked at the four eyes in front of him who was about to play tricks on others, shook his head and sighed.

"Brother Dao, what are you?" He Weitong walked over and asked.

"Fellow Daoist, you don't know, I originally asked my disciple to guard the door, but he was lazy to sleep, if I don't teach him a lesson, I'm afraid he will be even more unruly next time."

"Brother Dao, I think it's better to forget it, this time is the most difficult, and it is understandable to fall asleep, so it won't be like this." He Weitong pointed to the walking corpse in front of him and said.

"This?" Simu glanced at the wooden house, and then glanced at He Weitong a few more times.

"Okay!" Four eyes finally agreed.

He was used to living alone, so he just saw his apprentice sleeping and fainted, and he didn't care that there were outsiders present, thinking that Maoshan's face was lost by him, he didn't have the heart to punish the apprentice.

The four-eyed spell was cast to remove the Dao spell from the walking corpse, and then angrily shouted towards the wooden house: "Jiale!! ”

Jiale, who was watching from behind the wooden door, immediately opened the door and ran over.

"Master!"

A flattering face, hoping that the four eyes can dissipate their anger.

"You dead boy, I told you to wait for the door, what are you doing, you are so loud, you don't come to open the door."

"Master, I know I'm wrong." Jiale immediately admitted his mistake.

"Well, if you know your mistakes, correct them and take these guests to the morgue." When Simu saw that the apprentice had admitted his mistake, he didn't pursue it.

He Weitong looked at the four eyes like a living treasure and shook his head.

These four-eyed Taoists, the Taoism is indeed profound, but it is too funny, every time you pit someone, you will end up pitting yourself.

"Master, who is this?"

Jiale had a good impression of He Weitong, who helped him out of the siege, so he asked.

"This is a friend that Master met on the road, called Uncle Shi." Simu saw the apprentice ask He Weitong, so he immediately said seriously.

"Hello Uncle Shi!"

"I can't do it, I can't do it! I have no brother-in-law relationship with Brother Dao, and Brother Jiale is about the same age, how can I be an uncle, my name is He Weitong, a person from Baicao Dao, and Brother Jiale can call me Weitong or Baicao Daoren, and I can't be called Uncle Shi. He Weitong refused.

Jiale looked at the four eyes and asked what to call them.

"Although there is some truth in what Daoyou said, but I am commensurate with Daoyou's peers, how can Jiale call you by your name, do you want me to be the same generation as Jiale!" Shimu said.

"This?"

He Wei also had difficulties at the same time.

"Okay, don't argue, just call Uncle Shi." Four eyes and one hammer.

"Jiale, your uncle is going to stay here for a few days, and when you are done fiddling with the walking corpse, you will go and tidy up a room."

"Yes, Master, then I'll go."

"Hmm."

"Fellow Daoists, please!" Simu didn't care about Jiale, but invited He Weitong into the house.