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Paranormal parallel world of the Republic of China.

With Xiao Yichen's reminder, Taoist Priest Four Eyes delivered the goods very quickly this time.

According to Siyan, in the past, this journey would have taken him at least seven or eight days.

But with such a labor-saving method, it was completed in two days.

As dawn approached on the third day, they returned to Taoist Priest Siyan's home.

This is a small courtyard built at the foot of a mountain, surrounded by fences. The courtyard is full of chrysanthemums, and there are also chickens, ducks, geese, and even pigs and sheep.

"Jia Le, Jia Le!"

This scene instantly stunned everyone present.

After Qianhe left, Xiao Yichen was still worried that he would be killed by the plot.

He smiled and declined Xiao Yichen's kindness.

Fortunately, nothing serious happened. Xiao Yichen and Master Yixiu stood up, their faces full of alertness.

Taoist priest Qianhe's heart has sunk to the bottom, and he can only fight for his life.

In this case, he can still have a remedy and re-strengthen the ink bucket net.

However, the terrifying thing about the old royal zombie is that his sword only broke the skin and could not penetrate the back.

The thick hemp rope on the wrist was soaked in ink, and as the four people swung it, the old man from the border area was trapped.

"Hello, uncle. I'm Xiao Yichen. It's going to rain. I'm afraid it's going to rain. Why don't you stay here for the night and leave tomorrow?"

"By the way, I brought your junior brother here."

With a bang, several soldiers were blown far away and turned into coke when they landed on the ground.

Seeing this scene, the two of them were frightened on the spot.

This is the rhythm of zombies coming out of the cage!

"Senior brother? Humph!"

Taoist priest Siyan stopped him and asked Jiale to go back and get him a bag of glutinous rice.

"Ruined"

This person is none other than Taoist priest Chizuru, who only plays in peak competitions. He appears in the most handsome way and then gets the most vicious beating.

Ruined!

Sure enough, the coffin boards flew out with a bang, crushing several more soldiers to death.

Jia Le jumped onto Taoist Master Four Eyes very excitedly. He thought it would take at least ten and a half days for the master to come back, but he didn't expect that it would be earlier than expected.

Taoist priest Qianhe frowned, turned around and explained.

"Ouch"

Taoist priest Qianhe looked at everyone apologetically and said goodbye to everyone.

"East, west, north, south, Mo Dou Net is ready!"

"Jia Le, this is Xiao Yichen, your senior uncle's eighth master's apprentice. Ah Chen, this is my apprentice Jia Le. You can call him senior brother."

I said a lot, but the key word is just two words: Save me!

"Master was afraid that you would be lazy at home alone, so he came back early."

"Wow!"

"Haha, everything is fine."

Wu Guanshi's face showed joy.

He and his four disciples alone could control the east but not the west.

The ink bucket rope was soaked in the rain for a long time, and the effect was greatly reduced.

He saw the right moment and stabbed the old zombie in the heart with his sword.

"Junior brother, walk slowly and bring some glutinous rice to defend yourself. Jia Le, go quickly."

"No, Junior Brother Qianhe!"

If it continues to rain like this and the ink bucket net on the coffin fails, there will be big trouble.

"What? That won't work, little brother can't get wet in the rain."

Since then, Xiao Yichen has lived with Uncle Siyan.

Taoist priest Four Eyes responded and asked: "Fortunately, I didn't come late. Junior brother, are you okay?"

Taoist priest Qianhe was so angry that he jumped up and down, but there was nothing he could do.

Afterwards, everyone set off and continued on the road.

"Senior Brother Lin? Is it Master Ba?"

Damn it, if I didn't have to ask you for money, I would have to slap your two big ass.

"Oh, it's finally done."

The next moment, the old royal zombie stood up from the coffin, with an evil spirit.

Wu Shilang ignored him at all and rushed into the tent with his little brother to take shelter from the rain.

If they lose, it will be over, and all of them will have to become the food of the old zombies of the royal family.

"Taoist Master Qianhe, Amitabha!"

After another spell of rain, we finally set up the second tent.

"I saw the sky changed drastically, and I was afraid that something might happen to you, so I rushed over with Master and Ah Chen."

Xiao Yichen looked solemn and went next door to find Master Yixiu to explain the situation.

Si Yan and Yi Xiu didn't deal with them, but they made Jia Le go round and round. Xiao Yichen watched and laughed secretly.

The four of them are not afraid of such changes happening now.

"Brother!"

"Huh? Royal family?"

Si Yan pressed Jia Le's head and rubbed it, doting on him.

The rumble of gongs and drums rang again, and the corpse transport team set off again.

Taoist priest Qianhe pushed the east, west, south, and north, but he didn't push either.

Siyan patted his watermelon head and said with a smile: "How are you? I'm not at home. Are you lazy?"

Taoist Priest Four Eyes was so worried that he shouted quickly.

It feels like "picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence and seeing the southern mountains leisurely", which is very interesting.

"Master, why did you come back so soon this time? I miss you so much."

This battle is quite big, with gongs and drums beating and rumbling.

"boom"

"Quickly, find Master Yixiu. Your uncle is probably in danger."

At this critical moment, Xiao Yichen, Taoist Priest Siyan, and Master Yixiu arrived.

‘Dong dong dong’

"Uncle Master? You are"

The ground was already muddy from the violent storm just now.

Putting away the glutinous rice, Taoist Master Qianhe cupped his hand again.

Finally, the soldiers set up their tents.

If it melts, it will melt. So what?

"But if the Mo Dou line melts, we will be in big trouble!"

"Senior brother, master, nephew Xiao, you are here."

"Quickly, bring the coffin in."

Wu Shilang's expression changed, "Why do you care about the broken coffin? Everyone else is dead, how can the young master be important?"

"But the ink lines are starting to melt."

"go!"

After thinking about it, he opened the chat group and said quickly:

Taoist priest Qianhe took the mahogany sword and stabbed Lao Jong from the border area.

Pointing at the golden coffin, Taoist Priest Four's eyes were extremely solemn, and he felt a strong corpse aura.

It's quite interesting to see Jiale doing ridiculous things every day.

Then with a flick of his arm, he slapped off Taoist Priest Qianhe's mahogany sword.

It's also wrapped in a black ink net, so it's probably a very powerful zombie.

Xiao Yichen looked at the small courtyard. The scenery was beautiful and the environment was first-class.

Taoist priest Qianhe also directed the southeast and northwest to prop up the tent and cover the bronze-horned gold coffin.

"Boom, boom, boom."

Now, he finally no longer has to guard the house alone.

Xiao Yichen swung the stainless steel sword in his hand, consecrated it with blood, and the sword suddenly glowed with golden light.

The group of people pushed it for a long time, but the wooden cart didn't move at all.

"Boom."

After hearing Qianzhe's instructions, he reacted quickly and took out the ink rope he was carrying.

"Uncle, have a safe journey."

The curtain of the sedan chair was opened, revealing the old eunuch Wu Shilang, holding an orchid finger and holding a handkerchief.

Even if the leader dies, the master is still the master and the slave is still a slave.

Xiao Yichen on the side didn't know that this was the original plot in the movie, so he quickly spoke to persuade.

The four of them, East, West, South, and North, have studied with Qianhe for many years and have solid foundations. Of course, they will not make jokes like Qiu Sheng.

Taoist priest Four Eyes hurriedly came up to greet him, and the two of them greeted him.

The old royal zombie looked up to the sky and roared, and a terrifying force broke the rope.

Wu Shilang in the tent heard the noise and came out with his little brother in his arms.

"uncle."

Taoist priest Qianhe said helplessly that although it was the Republic of China, Puyi was still alive and still the patriarch of the Manchu people.

Fortunately, Taoist Master Qianhe and his four disciples saw something was wrong and got out of the way, otherwise they would have turned into roast chickens.

Moreover, the bronze-horned gold coffin weighed a thousand kilograms and sank into the mud.

After taking a look at the attire of the people around Qianzhe, he saw that they were poor people. He hid in the sedan in disgust.

Master Yixiu held a Buddhist bead and struck Lao Jiang with a Dharma shot.

Jia Le looked outside curiously and saw the tall, handsome Xiao Yichen standing outside.

Jia Le quickly replied that he didn't want to be dealt with by the master, it would be too uncomfortable.

An arc of electricity flashed, and the people pushing the coffin were blown away by lightning.

but.

The thunder was deafening, and lightning pierced the sky, illuminating the dim earth.

Next to the golden coffin, there is guarding a Maoshan Taoist Priest, wearing a bright yellow Taoist robe, a clear lotus crown on his head, a mahogany sword on his back, and a Yin-Yang Bagua jade pendant hanging on his waist. He walks with the steps of a dragon and a tiger, showing extraordinary momentum.

Seeing this, Taoist Priest Four Eyes struck out with his sword without hesitation, silencing the mouth of the old royal zombie.

"However, I can't stay long, I have to leave as soon as possible."

"Senior brother, Master Yixiu, Xiao Jiale, and Junior Nephew Xiao, the emperor's orders are on my side, I have to leave."

Master Ikkyu clasped his hands together and responded with a smile.

"Nima!"

The upper clear bell swayed and made a crisp ringing sound.

Wu Shilang angrily directed a group of soldiers to set up tents in the rain.

"Old Prince."

"Junior brother!"

Not only him, Si Yan and Yi Xiu who were in the room also heard the noise and went out to check the situation.

The next moment, heavy rain poured down.

At this time, Taoist Master Qianhe saw the arrival of the three people, and was overjoyed.

"Junior brother, what are you doing?"

Soon, the leading group of soldiers came over bravely with swords and guns. In the middle was a sedan and a human cart, which pulled a pair of copper-horned gold coffins wrapped with ink bucket nets.

"Crackling."

"Hello, junior brother, just call me Jia Le."

"Thank you, senior brother, I'll leave first."

Unfortunately.

It rained heavily and the group was soaked in water.

"Oh, hurry up."

"Oh, he is Senior Brother Lin's new disciple. You have never seen him."

Followed by his four disciples, southeast, northwest.

Taoist priest Qianhe asked in surprise as he had never seen him before.

"No but, get out of the way!"

This guy is wearing the prince's python robe, and he is not someone to be trifled with at first glance.

Taoist Master Qianhe's heart trembled suddenly, and he had a bad premonition.

Taoist priest Qianhe hurriedly stepped forward to negotiate and said to him: "Guanshi Wu, you must let Shoucai enter the tent first!"

Si Yan had a bad feeling in his heart after getting involved with the royal family.

At this time, Si Yan saw Xiao Yichen in the yard and quickly introduced the two of them.

Master Yixiu also recognized the other party and shouted the Buddha's name.

"no!"

Under the heavy rain, the ink on the ink fountain net has begun to fade.

He explained the cause and effect and asked the group members for help.

"Hello, Senior Brother Jiale."

Xiao Yichen withdrew his gaze, looked at Jiale, and greeted.

"Qi Zhenwu Guanshi, the tent is set up."

After fighting for a while, Xiao Yichen felt bad that he would lose sooner or later.

We can only hope that the soldiers will put up the tents as soon as possible.

The Wu Shilang called all the soldiers away and built a tent for himself, ignoring the coffin.

Zombies are most afraid of Shangqing Ling, so the old royal zombie quickly retreated.

At this moment, a bolt of lightning suddenly flashed across the sky and struck straight towards the coffin.

The two of them quickly ran out of the room and into the yard. The sky was filled with dark clouds, and a heavy rain was about to begin.

The four of them took action together, surrounding Lao Jiang and beating him.

Taoist priest Qianhe's heart sank to the bottom, and he was so anxious that he couldn't do anything.

Taoist priest Qianhe immediately asked people to push the coffin into the tent.

In an instant, he flew out of the coffin and bit the nearest soldier.

Taoist Master Qianhe explained as he was worried.

‘Dong dong dong’

Not only Xiao Yichen felt something was wrong, Taoist Priest Four Eyes also secretly screamed.

Qianhe bowed.

At this time, a disgusting scolding voice sounded, sharp and arrogant, with a commanding flavor.

That afternoon, a large group of people passed by and the sound of drums alarmed Xiao Yichen.

With a "squeak" sound, the door suddenly opened, and a young man with a watermelon head and a simple face rushed out from inside.

The old royal zombie roared, and his black and white eyes locked on the soldiers watching the show next to him.

Qianhe couldn't stay. What could Xiao Yichen say? He could only say that the inertia of the plot was terrible.

After joining the four-eyed Taoist priest, the three of them were caught in the heavy rain and chased in the direction where Qianzhe and others left.

Sure enough, not long after, in the evening, the weather suddenly changed.

The originally clear sky was suddenly filled with lightning and thunder.

"not good!"

Zombies are out of the cage!

"Master, I have people who read books very seriously."

But the old royal zombie was very terrifying. The four of them were no match at all and could barely hold on without getting hurt.

Not only was it escorted in a gold coffin with copper horns, but it was also wrapped in an ink net, which shows how ferocious this zombie is.

Sure enough, he looks a bit like Qian Xiaohao's brother Qian Jiale, with a simple and honest face.

"Hey, hey, hey, why are you stopping? Why don't you hurry up and hurry up?"

"Guanshi Wu, I'll say a few words to my senior brother, and we'll leave right away."

Chizuru was also swept away and rolled several meters away.

"Ha, I also have a junior brother?"

"Brother Seventy-One, we can go in."

The old zombie let out a strange scream, turned around suddenly, and with a flick of his arm, Xiao Yichen's sword and Master Yixiu were thrown away.

Taoist Priest Four Eyes quickly introduced: "Achen, this is your Uncle Qianhe."

"Ouch."

Jia Le touched his head and said stupidly.

Unfortunately, the wind and rain were heavy, and the tent was quickly blown away, exposing the coffin to the rain.

"Really? You are so good. Master loves you so much."

Pushing open the fence gate of the small courtyard, Taoist Priest Siyan shouted.

After staying for two days, Master Ikkyu from next door also came back, along with a female apprentice named Qingqing.

"Hey, the person inside is from the royal family of the former Qing Dynasty. I was ordered to send his body to Beijing to wait for the emperor's death."

"Brothers, it's over, come and help."

Ten miles away.

"Master Ikkyu, long time no see. I hope you are well, master!"

"We can't defeat it, we can't continue like this!"

"It's okay, no more gossip, let's go together!"

Taoist priest Qianhe nodded and rushed towards the old royal zombie.

Taoist Master Qianhe suddenly realized it and said with a smile: "I didn't expect that Senior Brother Lin would accept another disciple."

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