Reborn Zombie Daoist

Chapter 132 The Eighth Brother Wang (Tomorrow)

"Xiu Xiu!"

"mom!"

At Xiuxiu's house, Xiuxiu's mother cried bitterly while hugging Xiuxiu's soul.

She is wearing a pink narrow-waisted short jacket, a black pleated skirt on the lower body, high hair, silver hairpins inserted obliquely, a plump figure, tears glistening in her eyes, sadness in her maturity, and a touch of weakness in her charm, she is a young lady, beautiful Not bad.

Xiuma cried for a while, wiped away her tears, turned to face Sha Chen, Ren Tingting and Chen Biao, and knelt down on the ground with a 'putong'.

Sha Chen was taken aback, Ren Tingting quickly helped her up, "Mom Xiu, what are you doing, get up quickly."

"Since the death of my husband, only our orphans and widows are left in the Hu family. Xiuxiu is my destiny. You bring her soul back and let me see her with my own eyes. This kindness is unforgettable for Xiao Mi. Three benefactors, please accept Xiaomi's three respects." Xiuma pushed Ren Tingting away and kowtowed.

"Mom Xiu, don't do this!"

Shachen stepped forward and supported Xiuma to stand up, but Xiuma refused and wanted to kowtow, but Shachen's power was very strong, so in desperation, Xiuma had no choice but to give up.

"Mom Xiuxiu, Xiuxiu's first seven days have not passed yet. Before the cock crows, she still has a chance to be reincarnated. Find some clothes that Xiuxiu once wore and burn them for her, so that she can reincarnate smoothly, otherwise she will miss it." Now, Xiuxiu can only be a lonely ghost." Shachen said.

"Okay, okay, I'll burn Xiuxiu's clothes right now."

Hearing this, Xiu Ma hurried back to the house, found some decent clothes and put them in the brazier.

Sand Chen snapped his fingers, and the clothes in the brazier instantly ignited a raging fire, and quickly turned to ashes.

At the same time, the white cloth wrapped around Xiuxiu's body was replaced by a floral skirt with a narrow waist.

"Xiu Xiu, go reincarnate!" Sha Chen said.

With tears in her eyes, Xiuxiu knelt down towards Xiu's mother and kowtowed nine times, "Mom, my daughter is not filial. I can't be filial at your knees in this life. If I have a chance in my next life, I will definitely repay you."

"Woooo!"

Xiu Ma covered her mouth and wept, her face full of reluctance.

Shachen muttered something, and suddenly a vortex with green light appeared on the ground, "Xiuxiu, I have opened the gate of hell for you, go reincarnate, don't waste time."

"Thank you!"

"Xiuxiu..."

Xiuxiu looked back at Xiuma, and stepped into the gate of hell, the sand and dust withdrew her mana, and the green light vortex disappeared without a trace in an instant, only Xiuma's heart-piercing crying echoed in the room.

"Ok?"

At this moment, the disappearing vortex of green light reappeared, and two black-faced ghost guards escorted Xiuxiu out of the vortex, only to hear the ghost guard scold: "Where is the sorcerer who dares to disturb the order of the underworld? Into the underworld?"

"Your life is not over yet?"

Xiu Ma's face was filled with joy, Sha Chen couldn't help frowning, and said to the ghost messenger: "You say that her life span is not over, but I see that there is Yin Qi growing on her soul. Yinhun, she has stayed in the yang world for too long, there is not much time left, don't waste time."

"Bold!"

"presumptuous!"

"Little warlock, do you know what life and death are?"

"I don't understand, do you understand?" Shachen was full of disdain. If the ghost messengers speak well, Shachen will give them some face. He will always be a 'little warlock', saying that you are very powerful, "Say it , What is the situation with Xiuxiu, her yang life is not over yet, why does her soul start to breed yin energy?"

Before the yang life is over, a person is not really dead, and the soul leaves the body, and it will also contain a mouthful of yang energy in life.After seven days, the yang cannot be returned before dissipating and turning into a wandering ghost. If there is no one to help, she cannot be reincarnated. Xiuxiu's soul has yin energy, which is completely the performance of the real after death.

"Little Warlock..."

"Young master!"

There was a flash of anger on Sha Chen's face, and the pressure of the seventh level of Qi training was released. The two ghost messengers were frightened half to death, and respectfully replied: "Don't be angry, Taoist priest, this girl was sucked out of Yang Qi before she died, causing her soul to die. Insufficient yang qi breeds yin qi and cannot return yang normally, so you must find that yang qi to be able to revive."

"Is that so." Sha Chen thought about it.

The two ghost messengers asked cautiously: "Master Daoist, we still have official business, can we leave?"

"Go."

"Thank you, Daoist!"

The ghost messenger breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and stepped into the whirlpool to disappear.

Don't look at ghost messengers from the underworld showing off their power in front of ordinary people, but they are nothing more than that in front of advanced ascetics, and they still have the awe and humility they should have.

This is the privilege of ascetics!

If you push the ascetic in a hurry, it would be useless to wave your hands to ashes you.

The underworld is powerful, and it will not easily quarrel with ascetics. Of course, if the ascetics are extremely vicious and wantonly disrupt the order of life and death, the underworld will kill them.

The underworld and the spirit world have always maintained a certain tacit understanding.

"Brother Chen, Xiuxiu's life is not over yet, can she still be resurrected?" After the ghost messenger left, Ren Tingting couldn't wait to ask Shachen, Xiuxiu and Xiu's mother also looked closely at him.

"Xiuxiu has lost her yang energy, so I don't know if she can be revived." Sand Chen pointed at the center of Xiuxiu's eyebrows, pushing her soul into her body, and waited for a long time, but she still didn't wake up.

"Master, this..."

Dust drew Xiuxiu's soul out of her body, "The ghost messenger is right, she has indeed lost a breath of yang energy. If I guessed correctly, this yang energy should have been sucked away by Ge Changshou."

"What should I do?"

"To untie the bell, one must tie it." Sha Chen said.

"Master, can't we break into Ge Changshou's house and get out the yang energy?" Chen Biao said excitedly.

"Correct!"

Before Sha Chen could open his mouth, two people walked in. One was a young man in his 20s, wearing a white vest and black trousers, with sharp muscles and full of explosive power.

The other person is a middle-aged man in his 40s, with a gray robe, a black belt around his waist, a long and thin face, and a pair of mustaches on his lips.

The middle-aged man walked in with his hands behind his back. His appearance was not good, but he had a strange aura that could not be ignored.

"Ah Xing." Xiu Ma shouted.

Wang Xingxing looked at Xiu's mother and said: "Xiu's mother, I heard what you just said. I like Xiuxiu. I will not marry Xiuxiu in this life. Don't worry, I will definitely bring back Xiuxiu's less yang energy." .Father, let's go to Ge Changshou's house and get Xiuxiu's yang energy back."

"Wait, don't be in a hurry." The middle-aged man held Wang Xingxing back, not paying any attention to the eagerness and dissatisfaction on Wang Xingxing's face, but staring at the dust with burning eyes.

From the moment the man walked in, Shachen also set his sights on him.

"The eighth younger brother of the Jingu sect, I have met my fellow Taoist!"

Wang Badi raised the sword finger of his right hand, put the sword finger of his left hand across his wrist, and bent slightly towards the dust.

This is the meeting ceremony of the Jingu sect.

It will only be used when facing distinguished guests. The Tiandao School also has similar etiquette, but it has long been useless, and it is usually used to hold fists.

Shrine faction!
The light in Sha Chen's eyes fluctuated slightly, and he cupped his fists and said, "Sand Field Loose Cultivator Sand Chen returned the gift."

Casual cultivation in the mountains?

The corner of Wang Badi's mouth twitched. It is absolutely impossible for such a young man to have such a high level of cultivation without the support of a teacher.

But he was very smart, he didn't ask questions, he didn't expose it, he saluted again, and said solemnly: "Thank you fellow Taoist for your help to Xiuxiu just now, but if you have something to ask, Brother Wang will go through fire or water..."

"You don't need to thank you. Fellow Daoist is a high-ranking student of the Jingu School, and this Guangdong is the territory of the Jingu School. I don't know if you have heard of a corpse driver named Tulong?" I have been to Dalin Township."

As soon as the words fell, Wang Xingxing exclaimed: "Uncle Tulong?"

(End of this chapter)