"Oh, it's not good, Brother Seventy-One, those people burned the body of the prince, and now they have to rebel......"

Children around the age of ten are the only masters on the scene.

Simu stopped Qianhe from speaking, and stepped forward himself: "This proprietor, our Maoshan disciples walk in the world, and we talk about rules!" The affairs of the world, whether living or dead, are decided by your lord's house. Therefore, if you stewards are unwilling to let the coffin go into the tent to hide from the rain, it is up to you.

But when there is a corpse mutiny, it will change from a person to a legal matter! Maoshan disciples have the obligation to eliminate evil in the world. The matter of exterminating the zombies is a human business in our cultivation, and it is no longer beyond your control.

Now that the matter is over, we will be held accountable. This royal corpse mutiny, it was completely your sissy steward's own initiative, and let the heavy rain wash away the ink line, which led to the corpse mutiny! You are all responsible! ”

The child dressed in Qianqing costume spoke: "Fellow Daoists! It's our responsibility, we admit it! But now, our retinue, half frightened, fled and half died here. Please ask the Taoist leaders to help with the cooking, how much money is needed, just ask, I will pay according to the price! ”

The little seventy-one elder brother was very calm in his manners, but he just glared slightly, and the steward was frightened, and stood obediently next to him to listen to the training. Under the urging of the master's unfriendly eyes, he hurriedly went to rummage through the cabinets and took out gold and silver to pay the bill.

Sun Zheng had to admire, the rest of the donkey in the previous dynasty did not fall, such a villain, his demeanor has surpassed many adults.

Having said that, what supports these people to survive is only one face. For the sake of face, these guys don't feel distressed about selling Ye Tian, but they can spend money hard. People in the rivers and lakes like such a wronged boss the most.

The four eyes are eloquent, and if you divide five by two, you will get a box of gold and silver from the little brother.

Turning his head to greet Chizuru's uninjured disciples, he helped pile up the corpses of the funeral procession who were captured by the zombies and burned them to the ground.

Little Brother didn't know what he said, and the steward was so frightened that he didn't dare to say a word. It is an obvious fact that with the current situation, their master and servant died here together, and no one knows.

After tossing for a long time, the escaped entourage had the courage to come back to check. The steward hurriedly sent a soft message, promising many benefits, and asked them to inform everyone and come back to take care of the whole thing together.

The corpse has been burned to the ground, and the escort mission is over.

The steward is now in a hurry to escort the little master home safely, how dare he have half a word of nonsense, the two sides say a few words, and they break up.

The old monk Simu and Yixiu took everyone back to their residence.

This is a ruined temple converted into a righteous village, the same isolated residence, the same coffin, the layout of the hall is not much different from that of Uncle Jiu.

At the gate, there were two young men with worried faces, a man and a woman, who saw everyone appearing and hurriedly stepped forward to greet them.

Four eyes introduced: "This is the bad guy family music!" This is Jingjing, a disciple of an old monk. Knorr, Jingjing, come on! Uncle Lin and Uncle Qianhe, you know. This is the True Immortal Uncle Sun that you have in mind! ”

Jia Le hurriedly saluted Sun Zheng: "Meet Uncle Sun!" ”

Jingjing, who had a delicate face, looked at Sun Zheng curiously while giving a salute, and her eyes were full of longing little stars.

Good guys, two true love brain-dead fans.

Sun Zheng was very funny, and took out two feng shui compasses that he had refined from his sleeve and handed them over.

"Don't dislike the gadgets you can refine, just take them and play with them!"

The two of them subconsciously looked at their master, grabbed the old monk with four eyes and didn't let him speak, and smiled at the two disciples: "You can't collect things sent by others, Uncle Sun is a rich man, you can take his things!" I'll pay it back, but I can't pay it back anyway......"

Uncle Nine shook his head and sighed: "Four-eyed junior brother, be kind!" ”

The crowd laughed.

Uncle Jiu and Qianhe are very familiar with Yixiu's master and apprentice, and Simu also specially explained the situation of this old enemy to Sun Zheng.

It turned out that he was a monk in this temple for a long time, but later encountered the war and plague, and he was the only monk in the temple who died, so he had to run elsewhere to survive.

When the old monk is old, he wants to return to his roots. When I returned to Harajiji, it had been bought by Yotsume and turned into a Yoshiso. In the end, he is a fellow practitioner, and Simu can't do anything to reject people for thousands of miles, so he gives up half of the space for the old monk to retire.

After a few years of getting along, although they often quarrel and conflict over monks, living habits and other things, and love and kill each other, they still help each other every time they encounter problems, just like a family.

Say a few words of gossip, and see that it is getting late.

Uncle Nine remembered that today was the first day of the Midyear Festival, and there were only a few disciples at home who had just started, so he couldn't rest assured, so he had to leave and go back.

The Midyear Festival is a very important hurdle for all cultivators, and it is inconvenient for everyone to keep it.

Everyone sent out Yizhuang, Sun Zheng put on Uncle Jiu's shoulder, and in a flash, he returned to his own Yizhuang, which was neat, convenient and fast.

The send-off crowd was dumbfounded.

Especially Qianhe, before he only thought that Sun Zheng might be a Taoist friend invited by his senior brother to help him, he had never seen him make a move from beginning to end, and he saw that his face looked like a teenager, and he was somewhat unconcerned. It was only then that he realized that the senior brother was able to arrive so quickly to save him, not because he happened to pass by, but because that Sun Daoyou sent it in this way!

No wonder Senior Brother Simu said that he is a true immortal, this skill is really an immortal!

The four eyes looked at Chizuru's expression in a funny way, his junior brother, talented and intelligent, but with an arrogant temperament, except for his own brother, he would occasionally squeeze some smiling faces, and he was always disdainful of others. Opened your eyes today, right?

The old monk recited a Buddha name in a low voice: "I can't imagine that there are really people in the world who can cultivate such magical powers!" ”

Jia Le and Jingjing were stunned, and the two glanced at each other at the same time, and took out the compass given by Uncle Sun to play.

Habitually urged by mana, the compass floated with a faint brilliance, and several characters in the brilliance were clearly recognizable, and the functional menus were distinguished by different colors. This is Sun Zheng's imitation of the operation interface of the smart phone, and the relevant functions are realized in the form of a magic device.

The two of them just played a little, and they almost lost their temper with excitement. This kind of intelligent auxiliary magic weapon is really convenient!

Chizuru could only smile bitterly, he was a miss!

Seeing that the envy in the eyes of several disciples could overflow, Chizuru's heart became more and more uncomfortable. knew that this person was so clever, even if he gave up his old face, he would have to help a few disciples get a few gadgets.

He couldn't understand the many hints of Simu and Uncle Nine before, which is called missing the opportunity!

Those who practice are the most important chance. This shows that he does not have that fate with others!

Because Sun Zheng and Uncle Jiu intervened in time, Qianhe's master and apprentice survived the death disaster safely.

Uncle Nine easily killed the royal family zombies, and he could obviously feel that his Taoism had improved a lot, and he was even more grateful to Sun Zheng as a mentor and friend.

Sun Zheng just sent a courier, and he gained more than a thousand merits, hundreds of yin virtues, and it was not in vain.

The royal family zombie incident ended happily with no danger.

Of course, the seventy-one elder brother and the steward should not be very happy, but no one cares, the whole thing was made by them, and they should be secretly happy without finding fault afterwards, barely happy.

With a multi-pronged approach, the night of the Midyear Festival was still calm.

Early in the morning of the 16th, someone hurriedly came to Yizhuang to knock on the door and ask for help.

A young lady from a wealthy family in the city actually met a ghost press on the night of the Midyear Festival!

Uncle Nine is famous, has high mana, and is close to the people, so he is the first choice for exorcism.

Uncle Nine took two new disciples on a trip, and when he came back in the afternoon, he took a carriage to take the rich lady who had encountered a ghost back to Yizhuang.

Uncle Nine personally laid out a formation in the guest room, and used a spell to cover his breath and guard the vicinity of the young lady.

At midnight, a ray of light burst out in the guest room, and a miserable cry of pain resounded through the night sky, and even Sun Zheng was alarmed.

In the cage of the formation in the guest room, the soul of a handsome young man was whipped by the Dao mana, and he couldn't stop crying and begging for mercy.

"Uncle Shi! Spare my life, I don't dare to ...... anymore."

Uncle Jiu's face was sad: "How I wish it wasn't you!" If you don't do it as a good person, you just want to be a ghost! Under my Maoshan Gate, everyone takes it as their responsibility to eliminate demons and defend the way, why is there a bastard like you?! ”

"Uncle Shi! I'm obsessed with lust for a while, please read my master's affection, let me go this time. I will definitely change my mind and be a good person in the future! Uncle Shi, my master is just one of my apprentices, if you kill me, how will you see my master in the future? Uncle Shi, I promise that I will never dare to make mistakes in the future, and devote myself to cultivation......"

Sun Zheng smiled dumbly, this is the illegitimate son of the ninth uncle's senior brother Shi Jiandaochang, right?

Wencai didn't go to the stage to make trouble, but he still couldn't prevent this guy from being so bold that he went out of his body to do this kind of thing?!

You said that you are a dignified monk, you can be a ghostly existence, what can't you do? It's even yellow! This brain circuit is also quite touching.

It seems that the conflict between Uncle Nine and his senior brother can't be bypassed.

Sure enough, Uncle Nine finally chose to reprimand him a few words and let him go. At this point, Uncle Nine and Sun Zheng are the same, they don't help their relatives, and they are very protective of their shortcomings.

Sun Zheng didn't understand it before, but now that he has experienced a lot, he is not surprised by Uncle Jiu's choice at all.

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Uncle Nine shook his head and sighed: "I couldn't have thought of this, it's just ...... The senior brother studied art back then, and his Taoism and mana were the strongest ones. Later, because the master passed on the position of head to me, there was a lot of misunderstanding about me, and for so many years, I have been lukewarm. If his only son is folded in my hands, this hatred will never have a chance to be unraveled. ”

"You know he's your brother's son?"

"Of course! When the senior brother was back, he also used Taoism to charm other girls, which provoked the master to be angry and drove him out of the mountain gate. Just because I had seen his ghost depart, he wrote it down on my head. Unexpectedly, Shaojian inherited his bloodline, and he also inherited his heart...... Alas! Injustice, injustice! ”

I'm going to go, this is an ancestral color embryo?

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