Zombie: at the Beginning, Uncle Jiu Told Me About the Match

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Here's another word about the name of Jiu Shu!

The author really didn't think much of it at the time.

I just want to raise my hand, Uncle Jiu!

after all.

The protagonist is only eighteen years old. Although Uncle Jiu is a junior brother, it's okay to call him Uncle Jiu.

As stated in the author's single chapter.

How the superiors are addressed to the inferiors depends entirely on their mood.

For example, when the boss is in a good mood, he will call me the vice president, manager, uncle, and aunt, but when in a bad mood, he will just call me Xiao Wang, Xiao Li, Ah Mao, Ah Gou!

Based on this understanding.

That's why the author asked the protagonist to call him, Ninth Uncle's.

But every time I think about poisoning everyone.

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Chapter 66

With that strange voice resounding in my mind.

Wu Shilang suddenly recalled.

How did Qin Hao insult him during the day, making him lose face in front of his subordinates and master.

The next second, Wu Shilang's eyes were filled with resentment when he looked at Daoist Qianhe.

and so.

Just when everyone joined forces to push the coffin into the tent.

Wu Shilang suddenly stopped the road.

"Wait, the little prince's body is delicate, what if he is damaged by the rain, so let the little prince go into the tent to avoid it!"

Seeing this, Daoist Qianhe couldn't help but be stunned, "Steward Wu, did you just...?"

"Just now, I said to let the little prince enter the tent, didn't you hear? Are you deaf...!!??"

Wu Shilang's face was gloomy, and he threw the silk scarf in his hand angrily.

Hey!

Seeing this, Daoist Qianhe couldn't help but let out a long sigh!

He watched helplessly as Steward Wu and the little prince entered the tent.

Secretly in my heart.

It's not easy to make some money!

Always look at other people's faces!

Daoist Qianhe shook his head and said to the crowd.

"Everyone, hurry up and build a new tent and push the coffin in, otherwise..."

but.

Those officers and soldiers and big inner masters hid under the nearby branches to take shelter from the rain.

No one was willing to help at all and continued to set up the tent.

"Hmph, it's your business to transport the coffin, and we don't have the money to take it, why should we help you set up a tent!"

"That's right, you have to ride yourself!"

The rain is getting heavier.

The ink fountain net on the coffin has begun to turn into ink and drip down rapidly.

Seeing this, Daoist Qianhe hurriedly instructed the four apprentices: "Southeast, northwest, hurry up and set up a tent."

but.

The four apprentices who were very obedient on weekdays turned out to be acting petty at this time.

"Master, the coffin is drenched when it is drenched. Anyway, there is no big trouble with the seal of the little uncle."

When Daoist Qianhe heard the words, he just wanted to scold the four of them.

suddenly

An unfamiliar voice sounded in his mind.

"Yeah, anyway, with the means of Senior Brother suppressing it, the zombies in the coffin can't cause any trouble.

Even if there is an accident, it is these people who brought it on by themselves, what does it have to do with you..."

With the sound of the voice in my head.

In Daoist Qianhe's mind, memories of how Wu Shilang targeted and embarrassed himself during this period of time kept popping up.

This memory kept disturbing Daoist Qianhe's sanity.

tell him not to continue

"Not good? There are demons at work!"

Daoist Qianhe roared angrily, and hurriedly used the "Demon Slaying Art" he had cultivated to resist the distracting thoughts in his heart.

Looking at the ink fountain line being washed more and more cleanly by the heavy rain.

Qianhe was extremely anxious.

At the same time, the suppressed negative emotions also made a comeback, disturbing his mind.

Fortunately, the rain stopped suddenly.

Daoist Qianhe breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this.

Said to the four disciples in the south, south and northwest.

"There may be evil demons here, so hurry up and protect your mind, so that you don't have mood swings!"

Daoist Qianhe took out the sword on his back and began to look for the aura of evil demons.

However, at this time.

Rumble!

Rumble!

More than ten consecutive black thunders fell from the sky, one after another, accurately slicing on the copper-horned golden coffin.

The means Qin Hao reserved on the coffin was also overwhelmed.

In the end it was all broken.

Simultaneously.

The roaring current was like a boa constrictor, flowing back and forth over the entire coffin.

The aftermath of the sputtering happened to hit four officers and soldiers who were leaning against a tree branch not far away to take shelter from the rain.