Inside the Liu family's house.

Li Zhuang and Dao Ji, the two of them stared at each other, and suddenly the two of them yawned together.

The two looked at each other and smiled.

Li Zhuang glanced upstairs and said.

"Daoji, there won't be any situation up there, right?"

Dao Ji half-squinted, looking sleepy, as if he was shaking his head unconsciously.

Li Zhuang breathed a sigh of relief, this kid is not afraid of people, but he has been afraid of ghosts since he was a child. Maybe it's because I've heard too many ghost stories and always think ghosts are so scary. In particular, there was a corpse upstairs, which was what he was most afraid of. In the past, when the old man died, he always had to play music for three days, and some people cried and mourned in the middle of the night, every time he encountered this kind of thing, he had to come to Liu's house and squeeze with his brothers. And every time he squeezes together with Teruko, he doesn't even care about the sound of his snoring, but is a little at ease.

Li Zhuang said curiously.

"Daoji, do you think that if the one above really turns into a zombie, will he look terrible? Will he be covered with white hair and have long teeth? By the way, there will be no bite on the neck to suck blood. ”

Dao Ji was about to close his eyes when he was sleepy, and when he heard Li Zhuang's strange question, he was speechless.

"Brother Li Zhuang, who did you listen to all this nonsense?"

Li Zhuang said that he was not sleepy when he talked about this problem, and said excitedly.

"The master that the old man invited us is an old Taoist priest. That's what the old man said. The old man may have bragged, and on a few occasions he kept bragging that he was Zhang Tianshi's uncle after getting drunk. He doesn't pee and look in the mirror, just like him, Zhang Tianshi can have an uncle like him. That old man came to Liu's house to teach us for seven or eight years. Every time I go to class, I pick up a book of Taoist scriptures and read them for an hour or two. And he never explained what the Taoist scriptures said, and sometimes he could fall asleep by himself while reading it. That is, Brother Changsheng, who always protects him, and every time there is some wine and meat at home, he will let him eat it first. He's an old shameless one, he eats and drinks deliciously every time, and he always loves to chirp when he eats. I was upset when I saw him eating. But he was a very interesting person and always told us all sorts of stories. In his story, the ghost is scary, with a long tongue, and the whole body is covered in water, and by the way, there is no head. He also said that the water ghost drowned in the water must find a replacement for the dead ghost, otherwise he will never be reincarnated. He also told us the story of zombies, the zombies in his stories are also scary, the smell of corpses can be smelled dozens of meters away, the whole body is covered with white or black hair, and the long fangs like to suck people's blood the most. People who are sucked to death by blood sucking to death will also turn into zombies, losing their minds and biting people everywhere. Several times after he finished telling the story, I didn't dare to sleep alone, for fear of being bitten by a zombie and becoming a zombie. Daoji, you are also half an expert, tell me if the old man is talking nonsense. ”

After Dao Ji heard Li Zhuang complain, his sleepiness was gone, but he fell into deep thought. It took a while to come back to his senses and say.

"Brother Li Zhuang, when the old Taoist was drunk, he said that he was Zhang Tianshi's uncle, did he really say that?"

Li Zhuang nodded, with a look of disgust.

"Yes, he always brags that he is Zhang Tianshi's uncle. Last year, at about this time, he said that he would go back to the Heavenly Master's Mansion to play tricks on Brother Dongfang. As a result, I went for almost a year, and I didn't get any news. ”

Dao Ji looked serious, and his face was even a little serious, and said.

"Brother Li Zhuang, is the old Taoist surnamed Ge?"

"How do you know. Liu Zhuang saw Dao Ji's serious thinking face, his heart sighed, his voice became a lot quieter, and asked. "Could it be that old man is really Zhang Tianshi's uncle? ”

Dao Ji shook his head, indicating that he didn't know either, and then asked.

"What does the old Taoist priest look like?"

Li Zhuang thought about it carefully and organized his words.

"About 1.68 meters, with a goatee, sloppy on weekdays. Oh, by the way, there seems to be a black mole on the center of the old Taoist's eyebrows. No, no, there was a dark red mole in the center of his eyebrow. The old man rarely washes his face, and his face is dirty. ”

Dao Ji listened to Li Zhuang's description, and he already had a score in his heart. After all, his master and old man are nagging in his ear every day, which Middle-earth masters are definitely not to be missed. If you do, you have to let the other party point you out even if you cry and shout and hug your thighs. Among them, the one Li Zhuang said, his master mentioned it at least thirty or forty times. He had to mention it once or twice a month, and one day his master even got a portrait for Daoji to remember. What impressed him the most was the red mole at the center of Ge Tianshi's eyebrows.

"Brother Li Zhuang, the old Taoist you are talking about should be Ge Hong Heavenly Master. He is the only remaining Celestial Master of the last generation of the Heavenly Master's Mansion, and he is also the number one Celestial Master in our Middle Earth. ”

Li Zhuang was already a little mentally prepared, but he was still taken aback by Dao Ji's words. That shriveled old man is really a Heavenly Master, and he is also the first Heavenly Master. Thinking that this old man didn't teach anything when he was here, he said a little angrily.

"Dead old man, what a heavenly master. I'm so angry, I've been here for so many years, eating our Liu family's and drinking our Liu family's food, and teaching us some broken things every day. Seeing him come back from the Heavenly Master's Mansion, I don't pluck out a few of his precious beards. ”

Dao Ji didn't dare to answer, gently pulled Li Zhuang's sleeve, and gestured with his hand a few times. Signaling to Li Zhuang, he said this about the Heavenly Master, he can know.

Li Zhuang said with a nonchalant expression.

"I'm afraid of a fart, that guy is very thick-skinned, and he can't even be pierced with a needle. When he comes back, Daoji, if you haven't left yet, I'll introduce you to him. You know how annoying the old man is. ”

As soon as Dao Ji heard that Li Zhuang was going to introduce Ge Tianshi to him, he was busy talking.

"Monk, I will never leave, just waiting here for Master Ge Tianshi to come back. I didn't go anywhere until I saw him. Brother Li Zhuang, do you have any personal hobbies? I will write a letter to the master when I go back, and ask him to find a way to find the host and send me some. Don't see him empty-handed, it's rude. ”

Li Zhuang saw Dao Ji's expression of wanting to see his idol, and then thought about the usual appearance of the old Taoist priest. I couldn't laugh or cry.

"The old man loves to eat and drink, so ask your master to make him some jars of good wine. He's definitely going to be a. But don't get your hopes up too much, kid. Even if he is a heavenly master, he probably taught you something. Now that I think about it, the old man probably has goods in his stomach and can't pour them out. When he first came, he was actually very serious, and he wrote several courseware alone. But after a few days, there was no formal lecture. He reads the scriptures to us every day, but he doesn't explain them. ”

Dao Ji said excitedly.

"It's okay, it's already a great blessing to be fortunate enough to hear Master Ge Tianshi read the Taoist scriptures in person. No, I'll write back tomorrow. Let the master send a few jars of champion red that he has hidden for 20 years. I don't know, whether Ge Tianshi likes to drink rice wine, no, the host uncle also hid a few jars of good Fenjiu, and asked the master to send it. ”

Li Zhuang saw Dao Ji, who was already flushed without drinking, and was a little suspicious of life. Is the old man really so powerful? Could it be that he really has no eyes? Thinking of Brother Changsheng's attitude towards the old Taoist priest, he was even more unsure. However, in normal times, Brother Huizi is the one who does not want to see the old Taoist priest the most, thinking of this, Li Zhuang has a lot of balance in his heart, and he is not alone in the least blind.

"Daoji, Daoji. ”

Dao Ji was intoxicated with his own conjecture, and was pushed twice by Li Zhuang before coming back to his senses.

"What's the matter, Brother Li Zhuang. ”

Li Zhuang said nervously.

"Since the old man is really Zhang Tianshi's uncle, is the ghost he said, the story of zombies, true?"

Dao Ji was stunned by Li Zhuang's question. What Brother Li Zhuang said is different from what the master and the host said are different. So which of them is telling the truth? In an instant, he made a choice and said with a serious face.

"What Master Ge Tianshi said is all right. ”

Li Zhuang was startled, his eyes glanced upward, and his whole body trembled. I knew that I would have let Brother Huizi stay here, isn't it just a few waves of people who don't know whether they are alive or dead, and they can be sent away when they go out by themselves.

"Daoji, do zombies really bite people?"

"What the Celestial Master said is all right. ”

"Ghosts really wear white clothes, have long tongues, and suck people's yang energy. ”

"What the Celestial Master said is all right. ”

The more Li Zhuang asked, the worse his face became, and the more Dao Ji answered, the more firm his tone became.

At this moment, there was a loud noise from upstairs, the sound of something hitting the wall.

Dao Ji stood up suddenly, and his face changed.

"It's not good, the formation above has been broken, and the corpse has changed. ”

When Li Zhuang heard Dao Ji's words, he thought about the zombie described by the old Taoist priest, and his whole body couldn't help shaking.

Upstairs in the room, the body of Julinghua in the coffin has already sat up. Her appearance is the same as when she was alive, but the color of the shroud on her body has turned cyan.

She reached out and stared at her elongated nails, a grim smile squeezing out of her stiff face.

At this time, in the next room, the soul of the giant linghua was hiding in the corner and trembling. Her bridegroom was already drunk, and he lay on the table and shouted.