Since the world of nine uncles is immortal

Chapter 82
"Ren Dalong, who told you to swallow the corpse tooth powder all at once?

If the sky does evil, you can still do evil against yourself, and you can't live.

You are an example of self-inflicted behavior. "

Hearing Uncle Jiu's reprimand, Ren Dalong was immediately stunned, didn't you ask me to eat my dad's tooth powder at first?
Just in his dazed state, his father who had been let go bit Ren Dalong's neck.

Unfortunately, even if you are a zombie, you can't bite someone to death with just one mouth if you don't have teeth.

Seeing that Ren Dalong's father was useless and still jumped out to flaunt it, Uncle Jiu didn't say he would let him go because of the favor he had in the past.

After all, there is no balance between good and evil!

With a flick of his cuff, he took out a small mahogany sword and stabbed it directly into Ren Dalong's father's heart, breaking the key point of storing corpse energy in his body.

Ren Dalong doesn't care about his father's death or not, what he cares about now is whether he made a mistake in eating tooth powder.

"Dao Shiying, you asked me to eat my father's tooth powder, and I also ate it as you asked, enduring the stench.

Now what the hell do you mean?Could it be that you were shaking me just now? "

"I'm talking about eating tooth powder, did I say tooth powder and just swallow it raw?
That doctor fights poison with poison, don't concoct medicinal materials before they can be used as medicine.

Zombie tooth powder can't fight poison with poison if I don't deal with it in a Taoist way.

But you are as impatient as a monkey, and you swallowed it without waiting for me to deal with the corpse tooth powder.

It seems that the child in Lianmei's womb can't see her own father, and I don't know if he will like me as his godfather? "

Uncle Nine had a heart for Ren Dalong, a self-assertive guy, so when he spoke at the end, he deliberately used Michelin to slap Ren Dalong.

But this time just hit Ren Dalong's deathbed. What he fears most is Taoist Ying living in his house, spending his money, marrying his wife, and beating his children.

Excited, Ren Dalong didn't care about the possibility of begging Uncle Jiu in the future, so he pulled out the revolver at his waist and pointed the gun at Uncle Jiu.

"Okay Taoist Ying, I knew you had no good intentions when you came back, so you wanted to live in my house, spend my money, marry my wife, and beat my children.

I really misunderstood you!

People like you shouldn't go to the mountains to practice Taoism. A sinister and shameless guy like you should sit in the capital's parliament and bring disaster to the country and the people. "

Seeing that Ren Dalong got carried away with excitement, Uncle Jiu didn't get used to him either.

With a body shape change, he broke away from the muzzle of the revolver, and pointed to the eagle's claws to grab it lightly.

The shiny silver revolver fell into Uncle Jiu's hands.

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 easy to defeat a greasy middle-aged fat man.

"Ren Dalong, keep your mouth clean, if it's not for Lianmei's face, believe it or not, I really don't care about your life.

Don't think that just because you've been a small warlord for a few years, you're qualified to talk to me.

You rely on Feng Shui to start a family, believe it or not, I can rely on Feng Shui to kill you silently.

I really want to harm you, I have a lot of methods, it is true that Maoshan technique can save people, but there are also many people who use Maoshan technique to harm people outside.

Do you think I, as the direct descendant of Maoshan, will know those harmful spells? "

After listening to Uncle Jiu's words, Ren Dalong, who had no gun in his hand, became accustomed to it again.

Although he knew in his heart that Dao Shiying might be scaring himself, his heart was beating and beating unsatisfactorily.

Because, what Uncle Jiu said is very likely to be true!

As a great man who can bend and stretch, Ren Dalong started to lick his face again after he found himself at a disadvantage: "Brother Ying, you are right, what you said makes sense, but I was thinking too much.

Damn me, I'm an asshole, I judge the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain.

For Lianmei's sake, please just treat my impulsiveness as a fart! "

Seeing Ren Dalong's Erpilian slapped himself a few times, Uncle Jiu, who knew what this thing was, didn't care too much about it.

Instead of looking at the monk's face and looking at the Buddha's face, with Michelin as the middleman, it's really hard for him to turn the table and turn his face: "Just this time, let's not make an example.

It's a pity that you are really poisoned by corpses. Without the tooth powder of zombies as a medium, I can't live without rice!
How about this, let's go back to the county and rest for the night, tomorrow I will think of a way. "

Hearing what Uncle Jiu said, he still couldn't live without zombie tooth powder. Ren Dalong, who had long forgotten his father, thought of his dead ghost father again.

Turning around and seeing his father's appearance of being so dead that he couldn't die any more, he suddenly felt sad from his heart!
"Dad, you can't die, bah...you can't just die like this, I'm still waiting for you to grow a pair of teeth...

Brother Ying, can you make my dad jump up? I thought about it, even if it turns into a zombie, it is also my dad. I can't just watch it die like this! "

For Ren Dalong's sloppy face, Uncle Jiu didn't pay attention at all.

Leaving aside the hypocrisy of the inconsistency between good and evil, if he had the ability to revive a dead zombie, he would still be living in the small place of Renjia Town.

Not to mention going back to Maoshan to compete with his elder brother for the position of the head of Maoshan, he also wants to move to the provincial capital to Guangkai the mountain gate and inherit it.

He was not polite to Qiu Sheng, who had ordinary senses with Ren Dalong: "Marshal Ren, it's a little late to remember your father now, your father is completely dead.

Even if you hug him and howl, it won't survive, please let me go, I'm going to cast a spell to cremate it. "

Realizing that his father is indeed useless, Ren Dalong stopped holding it and pretending to be a filial son.

With that kind of skill, it's better to coax Taoist Ying more, this guy wants to save face and suffer, as long as he is coaxed well, and with his wife's face, are you afraid that he will let him go?
In the middle of the night, at the gate tower of Ping'an County, two waves of people met unexpectedly here.

Looking at Uncle Jiu and the others, who were covered in dust, Wang Yu thought to himself: Coincidentally, I don't know why Uncle Jiu and the others ran out of the city in the middle of the night.

After declining Huang Zhi's warm invitation and watching him board the boat going down the river to the provincial capital, Wang Yu drove back alone.

After all, the customs have changed recently, and he is also afraid that he will be caught as a model if the waves fly up, and he will be directly killed by the crab master with a 404.

But this journey back and forth is no better than going directly down the river when we came here. The undulating hills and mountains on the Hunan-Zhejiang border are no good roads.

Therefore, even with Wang Yu's footsteps, it took a long time to arrive at the county seat of Ping'an County.

"Wang Yu, why are you rushing to the county in the middle of the night? Is something serious going on in Yizhuang?" Seeing his nephew, Uncle Jiu's first reaction was that something serious happened to Yizhuang.

Otherwise, with Wang Yu's calm personality, he wouldn't know this, and even ran to the county to find himself.

(End of this chapter)