Zombie World: My Apprentice Yue Qiluo

"Actually, this matter is easy to handle, just take a step back."

He Yi said while holding a cup of morning tea.

Simu Dao sighed: "That old monk looks easy to talk, but he is more difficult than me, how could he take a step back?"

He Yi knocked on the table: "Actually, I think that although the master is hard-mouthed, he is soft-hearted in Buddhism. You might as well turn around tactics. I believe that the master will naturally not be like this, at least he won't knock on wooden fish every day at night."

Hearing these words, the eyes of the four-eyed Daochang suddenly lit up: "What can I do, please ask fellow Daoists to point me out!!"

Having lived here for so many years, it is impossible to move. The Taoist Master Simu had thought about buying the master's house, but he was rejected by the master.

Just as He Yi was about to speak, he heard the sound of drums beating outside.

The drums sounded, as if a group of people were approaching here, and there was a faint corpse aura among them.

"Let's talk about it later, someone's here now."

He Yi put down the tea cup in his hand and walked towards the door.

Someone came, with four eyes and long ears twitching slightly, and sure enough, he heard a commotion, followed He Yi to the door, and saw a team walking towards this side.

There were several guards in front of the team, and the guards carried a certain sedan chair, and inside the sedan chair sat a small child in the official uniform of the Qing Dynasty.

At the back of the sedan chair, there was also a golden coffin, which was entangled with ink bucket threads, and there was a tent on it.

And the person walking beside the coffin was the Daoist Qianhe who had met in Tengteng Town that day.

"Dead early in the morning, this group of people is still there: what kind of prestige are they playing"

Yue Qiluo narrowed her eyes, revealing a speechless expression.

He Yi smiled, it seemed that he had entered the plot of Uncle Zombie.

In his thoughts, Daoist Qianhe had already brought his team to the front. When he saw He Yi and Yue Qiluo, he couldn't help being a little surprised: "Daoyou He, why are you here?"

He Yi smiled slightly: "Following the four eyes, you are helping those... Tartars send corpses"

Daoist Qianhe nodded: "Yes, I passed by here this time, and I also wanted to borrow some glutinous rice from Senior Brother, hoping to end this business without incident."

Maybe other people don't know, but Daoist Qianhe knows very well that what lies in this coffin is not... an ordinary corpse, but a real zombie.

The ink line wrapped around the coffin is to quell this zombie.

Yue Qiluo glanced at the coffin and said: "The corpse gas inside is very heavy, it seems that this thing is very fierce, I am afraid it will be difficult for glutinous rice to hold it."

Daoist Qianhe's expression became serious, he turned around and glanced at the coffin behind him, and explained in a low voice, "Alas, it's a long story, there's the royal family on the frontier lying here, I don't know what's going on. If you have been poisoned by corpse, you have to transport it back, and listen to the fate of the big man above."

The real Qing Dynasty has been forgotten, but the hundred-footed worm is dead and not stiff:,, and the so-called Manchu Qing government is shrinking to the north.

The four-eyed Taoist priest immediately looked at Jiale: "Hurry up and get glutinous rice for your uncle!"

Jia Le hurriedly ran to the yard to get the glutinous rice, but a sissy in the guard group refused and urged: "Oh, can you hurry up? It's so hot today, do you want to die from the heat? "

"Mr. Wu, please wait a moment!"

Qianhe Daochang frowned and said.

This so-called Wu Guanshi is actually a eunuch, very annoying, but unfortunately Daoist Qianhe can't offend this sissy.

On the contrary, it's the one... Little brother said, "I'm tired after walking for so long, so let them take a proper rest!"

He wanted to say something, so he had to shut his mouth obediently.

It can be seen that although this black steward is domineering, he is... loyal to the younger brother, and He Yi doesn't know what to say about this.

Chapter [-] The rainstorm is like thunder! 【For a more complete order】

At this time, the master and Qingqing also walked out of the house next door. The master and Daoist Qianhe were also acquaintances, and they greeted them with a smile.

"what"

Aware of the faint corpse aura, the master subconsciously turned around the coffin, and his expression became serious: "The stuff in here has become a zombie."

Daoist Qianhe nodded: "Not bad."

The master's face changed, and he continued: "If that's the case, why not dismantle the tent above it? Now that the sun is shining, you can dilute the corpse aura."

The scorching sun is hot and the weather is hot, not only people will feel uncomfortable, but also zombies will feel uncomfortable, and most of the zombies' corpse will be diluted in the sun.

"Master is right!"

Daoist Qianhe was stunned for a while, and then suddenly realized that he wanted to greet his four 44 apprentices to take off the small cloak above the coffin.

Seeing this scene, He Yi subconsciously reminded: "Wait a minute."

I remember in the movie, because of listening to the master's words, Daoist Qianhe took off the covering cloak. As a result, there was a sudden lightning and thunder in the middle of the road, and the ink bucket line on the coffin was washed directly.

Later, when the metal coffin was added, it was easy to conduct electricity. Without the cover of the cloak, a lightning bolt directly fell down, causing the zombies inside to become sperm.

Daoist Qianhe paid a heavy price for this, and was directly bitten by a zombie. In the end, in order not to harm the world, he chose to commit suicide.

Of course, the master has no malicious intentions, and he only brought it up with good intentions, but it's a pity that God's will tricks people, and some things are unexpected.

Now that He Yi is reborn, even though he is a demon cultivator who has left, he has a way of being a demon. In addition, his friendship with Ninth Uncle and the Four-eyed Daoist is not bad.

Therefore, He Yi couldn't help but remind: "Although what the master said is good, it is better not to dismantle this tent. In case of heavy rain, the ink on the ink bucket line is washed away by the rain, and the zombies will come out directly now. In early May, the weather is fickle, so be careful."

To Ah!!! The expression of the master became a little embarrassed, and he said hurriedly: "It's me who didn't think about it carefully, Daoyou He said it well, it is important to reduce the corpse aura, but it will be bad if it encounters a rainstorm!! "