Reborn literary talent

Chapter 57
In the past, the two apprentices did not live up to expectations, no matter how big or small ghosts and zombies needed him to do it himself.Although Qiusheng is still stubborn, fortunately, his literary talent has been cultivated, and he is about to leave his teacher soon, so he just happened to have a look at Wencai's methods.

Hearing Uncle Jiu's words, Wen Cai was taken aback for a moment, then nodded calmly.He has even beaten mutant zombies like royal zombies, let alone ordinary zombies, it's just drizzle!
Wen Cai strode forward, did not take out the peach wood sword, and did not take out the yellow talisman, but went directly to the zombie who was entangled with Marshal Long, held Marshal Long with his left hand, and punched Marshal Long with his right hand. Uncle and Qiusheng punched the zombie with a stunned look, and it fell heavily to the ground.

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"Oh!"

The zombie was hit straight with a huge force, and flew upside down tens of feet away, and landed on the ground with a loud noise.That is to say, the ancestral hall is big enough, otherwise the zombies would not fall on the ground, but be embedded on the wall.

"Roar……"

The zombie got up quickly, but at this time, his eyes were no longer full of greed and bloodthirsty, but full of fear.

Wen Cai casually pulled Marshal Long back, and he staggered directly, barely falling to the ground.He strode towards the zombie himself, full of powerful aura.

Every time Wen Cai took a step forward, the zombie couldn't help but take a step back.Wen Cai took a few steps forward, and the zombie took a few steps back. When the zombie had no way to retreat, looking at Wen Cai who was approaching, he couldn't help but hunched over, and let out a pitiful cry of 'woo woo'.

Seeing this scene, Qiu Sheng on the side couldn't help feeling sorry for the zombie, and said, "Wow, master, when did Wen Cai become so powerful, he can beat the zombie like this with just his hands and feet."

"It's just ordinary white stiffness."

Uncle Jiu said casually, then glanced at Qiusheng, and couldn't help but teach: "Wencai has achieved his current achievements because he practiced diligently and was willing to put his heart into it. Look at you, you are still in the late stage of Daotong, even martial arts On the one hand, Wencai has also reached the bone-forging stage. As for you, you are only at the tendon training stage... Whether it is mana cultivation or martial arts cultivation, you are far behind Wencai now."

For Qiu Sheng, Uncle Nine really hated iron but steel.If it is said that the previous literary talent was due to a disease in the head, so the practice was slow.And what about Qiusheng?It is pure playfulness, which makes him a bit ignorant. In terms of aptitude, he is much better than literary talents.

It would be fine if it was in the past, anyway, both Wencai and Qiusheng were like this.But now that his literary talent has become a tool, when Uncle Jiu looked at Qiusheng, he hated iron for being weak, and taught him more lessons than before, making Qiusheng miserable.

Marshal Long looked at his father who kept yelling, and felt a little distressed, but he didn't know how to dissuade him.After all, Dad is no longer a human, but a zombie, and the corpse poison on his body also needs the other party's zombie teeth.

Thinking of this, Marshal Long simply turned his head and looked at Uncle Jiu with fierce eyes.

It's all the other party's fault!

Wen Cai beat the zombie fiercely, and the zombie made a 'woo hoo' sound, and didn't stop until he knocked out the opponent's two zombie teeth.It's all right to take the opportunity to let out a sigh of relief, this is Marshal Long's territory after all, and he can't really beat the other party's father into a puddle of meat or a puddle of corpse water.

Besides, if you don't look at the face of the monk and look at the face of the Buddha, even for the sake of Uncle Jiu, Wen Cai can't go too far.

Seeing that the zombie's teeth had fallen off, Wen Cai was exhausted, and a corpse-suppressing talisman appeared in his hand, and he slapped the zombie's forehead, immediately making the zombie freeze.

For such a newborn white zombie, a corpse-suppressing talisman is enough to calm the other party.But since the dead body has changed, it cannot be dealt with as easily as before, and it needs to be cremated.

"Master, you're done." Wen Cai tore off a piece of cloth from his clothes and wrapped the zombie's teeth.

After all, it is a zombie tooth. Although it is just white, it also has corpse poison on it.If ordinary people were accidentally scratched, their corpses would poison their bodies every minute, resulting in Marshal Long's current situation.

"Well, not bad." Uncle Jiu nodded.

Although Wencai is just fighting against zombies with fists and kicks, not with Maoshan Taoism.But the more literary means he has, the more at ease he feels in his heart, and his love for his disciples is beyond words.

Marshal Long rushed over at this time, looking at the zombie tooth in Wen Cai's hand, his eyes were about to glisten: "As long as you grind this into powder, after I eat it, the corpse poison will be removed?"

"Not bad." Uncle Jiu nodded.

Marshal Long's eyes became brighter, and he stretched out his hand impatiently: "Give it to me quickly."

Uncle Jiu wasn't teasing Marshal Long either, he gave Wen Cai a wink for Marshal Long.Wen Cai threw away the small bag containing the zombie's teeth casually, and said casually, "Remember to grind it into powder and eat it, don't drop it, otherwise even the gods will not be able to save you."

Marshal Long hurriedly took the small bag with zombie teeth, and couldn't help hugging it even tighter upon hearing this.

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After returning to the Marshal's Mansion, he ground the zombie's teeth into powder and let Marshal Long swallow it.Sure enough, within a short time, the two rotten wounds on Marshal Long's neck healed immediately, and even the bluish-black color on his nails gradually disappeared, but the growing nails were still there. Manual pruning is required.

"Dalong, how are you feeling?"

Michelin is worthy of being the woman that both Uncle Jiu and Marshal Long like, she is very gentle and considerate, and she personally feeds the medicine to Marshal Long regardless of her big belly (this is not 'Dalang, take the medicine', don't go to the wrong station), And asked with concern.

"Well, it's delicious." Marshal Long said triumphantly, throwing a look at Uncle Jiu, and sprinkled dog food.

"I'm not asking this, I'm asking how do you feel about your body, do you still have that itchy feeling?" Michelin was a little helpless, man, sometimes he is like a child and needs to be coaxed constantly .

Marshal Long just remembered the business, felt it, and said pleasantly: "Hey, don't tell me I haven't noticed it yet. I really don't have that itchy feeling, and I feel much more comfortable."

"Then it's fine."

Michelin immediately felt relieved, and felt a burst of gratitude to Uncle Jiu.

After all, women in this day and age have to rely on men.Once something really happened to Marshal Long, Michelin would not need to talk about his future, and he had to worry about being retaliated by Marshal Long's enemies all the time.

(End of this chapter)