Chapter 82: Saving the Little Prince (I)
"Ren Dalong, who told you to swallow the corpse tooth powder at once?
Heaven does iniquity, but it is still against oneself that you can do evil, and you cannot live.
This is the exemplary act of self-inflicted iniquity. ”
Hearing Uncle Jiu's reprimand, Ren Dalong was immediately stunned, didn't you ask me to eat my father's tooth powder at the beginning?
Just when he was in a state of confusion, his father, who had been let go, bit Ren Dalong's neck.
It's a pity, even if you are a zombie, you can't bite people to death with just one mouth without teeth.
Seeing that Ren Dalong's father was useless, he jumped out to swagger, and Uncle Nine didn't say that he remembered the past favors and let him go.
After all, good and evil are not mutually exclusive!
With a flick of his cuffs, he took out a small peachwood sword and stabbed it directly into Ren Dalong's father's heart, breaking the key point where the corpse qi was stored in its body.
Ren Dalong doesn't care about whether his father is dead or not, what he cares about now is whether he made a mistake by eating tooth powder.
"Dao Shiying, you said that I should eat my father's tooth powder, and I also endured the stench as you said.
What the hell do you mean now? Could it be that you just shook me?"
"I mean I eat tooth powder, did I swallow tooth powder like this?
The doctor fights poison with poison, don't concoct the herbs before they are used in the medicine.
If the zombie tooth powder is not processed by me in the Dao method, it will not be effective in fighting poison with poison for corpse poison at all.
But you are as anxious as a monkey, and you swallowed it in one gulp without waiting for me to handle the corpse tooth powder.
It seems that the child in Lianmei's belly can't see her own father anymore, and I don't know if he will like me as his godfather?"
Uncle Nine had the heart to let Ren Dalong be a self-asserted guy, so when he finally spoke, he deliberately scolded Ren Dalong with Michelle.
But this time he just hit Ren Dalong's death hole, what he was most afraid of seeing was Taoist Shiying living in his house, spending his tickets, marrying his wife, and beating his children.
Excited, Ren Dalong didn't care that he might ask for Uncle Nine in the future, so he directly pulled out the revolver on his waist and aimed the muzzle at Uncle Nine.
"Okay, you Taoist Shiying, I know that you didn't have a good heart when you came back, it turns out that you want to live in my house, spend my ticket, marry my wife, and beat my children.
I'm so mistaken about who you are!
People like you shouldn't go to the mountains to cultivate any roads, and a sinister and shameless guy like you should sit in the parliament of the capital and bring disaster to the country and the people. ”
Seeing that Ren Dalong was a little carried away with his excitement, Uncle Nine was not used to him.
A figure changed out of the muzzle of the revolver, pointed into the talons of the eagle and grabbed lightly.
The silver glittering revolver fell into Uncle Nine's hand.
After many years of cultivation, his skills are not bad.
Compared with those martial arts masters, he is slightly inferior, but it is still very simple to hand over a greasy middle-aged male fat man's weapon.
"Ren Dalong, keep your mouth clean, if it weren't for Sister Lian's face, believe it or not, I really don't care if you live or die.
Don't think that after a few years as a petty warlord, you're qualified to talk to me.
You started by feng shui, believe it or not, I can also rely on feng shui to quietly kill you.
I really want to hurt you, I have a method, Maoshan technique can save people, but there are many people who use Maoshan technique to harm people.
Do you think I, as the descendant of Maoshan, will have those harmful techniques?"
After listening to Uncle Jiu's words, Ren Dalong, who had no gun in his hand, habitually became obedient again.
Although he knew in his heart that Dao Shiying might be scaring himself, his heart was beating and beating uncontrollably.
Because, what Uncle Nine said is very likely to be true!
As a great man who can bend and stretch, Ren Dalong began to lick his face again after finding himself at a disadvantage: "Brother Ying, what you said is right, what you said makes sense, it's because my brain is pumping and thinking too much."
I'm damned, I'm a bastard, I live in the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain.
Excuse me, for the sake of Sister Lian's face, let my impulse just now be a fart!"
Seeing that Ren Dalong's face was not light or heavy, he slapped his face a few times, and Uncle Jiu, who knew what this thing was, didn't care too much.
Don't look at the monk's face and look at the Buddha's face, with Michelin as the middleman, it's really not good for him to flip the table and turn his face directly: "Only this once, not an example."
It's a pity, you are indeed a corpse poison, and without the tooth powder of zombies as a medium, I can't cook without rice!
Well, let's go back to the county seat for a night's rest, and I'll figure out a way tomorrow. ”
Hearing Uncle Jiu say that he still can't do without zombie tooth powder, Ren Dalong, who had long forgotten his father, remembered his dead ghost father again.
When he turned around and looked at his father's appearance that he was so dead that he couldn't die anymore, he suddenly felt sad!
"Dad, you can't die, phew...... You can't just die, I'm waiting for you to grow a pair of teeth......
Brother Ying, do you have a way to make my dad jump, I've thought about it, even if it turns into a zombie, it's my dad, I can't just watch it lose its life!"
Regarding Ren Dalong's two-skinned face, Uncle Nine didn't care at all.
Let's not talk about the false emptiness of good and evil, if he has the ability to revive a dead zombie, he will still nest in this small place in Renjia Town.
Not to mention going back to Maoshan to compete with his senior brother for the position of the head of Maoshan, he also wants to move to the provincial capital to open the mountain gate and inherit it.
Speaking to Qiu Sheng, who had ordinary senses in Ren Dalong, he was not polite: "Ren Dashuai, I only remember now that your father is a little late, your father is completely dead."
Even if you hold him and howl and the sky falls apart, it won't survive, please let me go, I'm going to cast a spell to cremate it. ”
understands that his father is indeed useless, and Ren Dalong is not holding it to pretend to be a filial son and grandson.
With that kung fu, it's better to coax Dao Shiying more, this guy wants to save face and suffer from it, as long as he is coaxed well, and then he has the face of his wife, are you afraid that he can leave it alone?
In the middle of the night, at the gate tower of Ping'an County, two waves of people and horses met here unexpectedly.
Looking at the dusty Uncle Nine and the others, Wang Yu said in his heart: Coincidentally, I don't know what Uncle Nine and they were doing when they ran out of the city in the middle of the night.
After declining Huang Zhi's warm invitation and seeing him board the boat that went down the river to the provincial capital, Wang Yu rushed back alone.
After all, the customs have changed recently, and he is afraid that the flying waves will be caught, so he was directly killed by a 404 of the river crab god.
But this way back is not as good as going down the river directly when you came, and there is no good road in these undulating hills and mountains on the border of Hunan and Zhejiang.
Therefore, even with Wang Yu's footsteps, it took him half a day to arrive at the county seat of Ping'an County.
"Wang Yu, why did you rush to the county seat in the middle of the night, did something happen in Yizhuang?" Seeing his nephew, Uncle Jiu's first reaction was that something happened in Yizhuang.
Otherwise, with Wang Yu's calm personality, he would not have this point, and he went to the county seat to find himself.