I am a boss in the world of nine uncles

Chapter 532 The Zhuge Family
That night.

The bright moon hangs high.

The cold smoke is like yarn.

Under the night, a burly zombie over two meters tall wearing a black round cap and a gold-studded white robe, raised his arms, leading a group of Qing dynasty zombies to jump down the long street and slowly come to the unfinished building. He turned sharply towards the direction of the station.

Inside the station.

The two masters and apprentices, who were practicing cross-legged, opened their eyes at the same time. Qin Yao stretched his feet, stood up abruptly, and raised his hand to open the window.

"Ho."

Under the window sill, the burly zombie exhaled a cloud of black air, raised his head slightly, and looked at the window sill coldly.

"It's too polite to come here at night to give gifts."

Qin Yao took out the Seven Star Yanyue Knife and murmured.

Ninth Uncle: "..."

"call."

Without any prologue, or even any prelude, the burly zombie suddenly rose from the ground, carrying a gust of evil wind, and rushed straight to the window sill.

The other hundreds of zombies jumped up and rushed towards the wall of the station.

"boom."

Qin Yao stabbed out the Qixing Yanyue Knife, and the blade pierced into the chest of the burly zombie like a bamboo, and hung it in the air.

Uncle Jiu threw out a few yellow talismans and pasted them on the inner wall, only to see a golden light flash on the outer wall, and all the zombies that hit the wall flew back upside down.

The body was pierced, but the burly zombie didn't react at all. Holding the head of the Qixing Yanyue Knife with both hands, his body thrust forward fiercely, thereby drawing the distance from Qin Yao, and clawing at his cheek.

With a thought, Qin Yao opened his brows and vertical eyes, and a bright beam of light shot out from the vertical eyes, hitting the zombie's face directly. The majestic impact knocked it back instantly, and it fell on the street, creating a huge deep hole.

"Ho."

In the deep pit, the burly zombie seemed to be enraged, roaring to the sky.

Hundreds of zombies leaped towards each other as if following an imperial order, clinging to their body, using their body as the spine, coiled into a giant zombie, and swung their palms towards the window sill.

Qin Yao jumped out of the window, stepped on the void, and slashed at the huge corpse that was flying towards him with a volley. There was a loud bang, and the zombie did not move at all, but he flew upside down to the window sill uncontrollably.

Uncle Jiu stretched out his right arm, and with a tenderness in his right hand, he pressed against Qin Yao's back, catching his flying back body.

The aura in Qin Yao's body returned to normal, and he stood in front of the window sill, looking at the terrifying giant corpse in surprise: "What kind of move is this, Transformers?"

Uncle Jiu drove the mahogany sword and flew out in the air. A sword pierced through the palm grabbed by the giant corpse.

However, even so, the giant corpse still didn't seem to be affected in any way. It raised its hand to the back of its head, and grabbed the mahogany sword that was rushing towards the back of its head.

The mahogany sword was trembling in the palm of the giant corpse, and Uncle Jiu's gaze was slightly fixed, and he silently increased his mana output, and forcibly broke free from the giant corpse's control.

Four dimensions.

Pawnshop No. [-].

Sitting cross-legged, the golden armor corpse king trembled all over, and opened his eyes suddenly: "Even the Xishuangban Na Corpse transformed by us is not his opponent?!"

"I'm here to help you."

As the Gorefiend said, he stretched out his hand and pressed the back of the Golden Armored Corpse King.

On the long street, Xishuangban Nashi suddenly opened his arms, a beam of bright blood appeared all over his body, he punched the flying peach wood sword, and held the Yanyue knife with one hand.

Qin Yao let out a low cry, and tried to pull out the long knife, but the long knife seemed to be pressed under the mountain, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't pull it out.

"Dad, what a big zombie!"

At this time, two figures, one fat and one thin, appeared on the long street, and the young Taoist looked up at the two-story giant corpse with amazement on his face.

"Amazing ass, don't hurry up." The fat man scolded, hurriedly took down the magic bow hanging around his neck, pulled out the peach wood arrow in the quiver behind him, and shot it at the back of the giant corpse.

The young Taoist took out an ancestral gossip mirror from the package behind him, and took a picture of the giant corpse, and two beams of golden light flew out of the mirror and went straight to the giant corpse's body.

"puff."

The mahogany arrow pierced the back of the giant corpse's head, but the fat Taoist's expression changed.

Probably because the arrow failed to injure the giant corpse at all, it is conceivable that the Xishuangbanna copper armored corpse has evolved again.

Qin Yao raised his sword, and the blazing blade extended several meters, cutting off an arm of the giant corpse.

When the huge arm landed, it turned into a dozen zombies, and after landing, it reorganized into an arm and flew towards the giant corpse's severed arm.

"Yuanshi Taizun is in a hurry like a law."

The young Taoist gave a soft drink, and snapped the two gossip mirrors in his hands together. The eight characters Qian, Kan, Gen, Zhen, Xun, Li, Kun, and Dui in the gossip mirror kept changing their directions. The mirror the size of a bamboo hat A golden beam of light rushed out at a very high speed, and fixed the flying arm.

But seeing the golden light like fire, black smoke emitted from the roasting corpse.

Inside the station.

Immediately, Uncle Jiu understood Qin Yao's meaning, beckoned to take back the mahogany sword, and flew out with the copper coin sword controlled by his spiritual thoughts, cutting off the other arm of the giant corpse with one sword.

"boom."

The fat Taoist jumped up and sat down heavily on this arm. His body was like a Maitreya, with a golden light several feet away, he restrained the dozen or so zombies with himself.

"Where are the two spoilers?"

In the pawn shop, the golden armored corpse kings complained one after another, and from the corner of the eye, he looked at the shadow with a touch of temptation.

If the Lord of Darkness lends a hand again...

"puff."

At this time, on the long street, Qin Yao cut off the right leg of the giant corpse with a knife while flying, so that the giant corpse could not stand still and fell to the ground.

Uncle Jiu raised his hand and spilled a stack of talisman paper, which fell on this thigh, but the light talisman paper was like a mountain, crushing more than a dozen zombies.

"Roar."

Inside the giant corpse, Xishuangbanna corpse roared fiercely, and the corpses attached to him fell off one after another, and immediately with a gust of wind, he rushed fiercely towards the weakest link among the four - the little one holding the gossip mirror. Taoist priest.

"father."

The little Taoist was shocked and called out hurriedly.

"It's okay with Dad here."

At a critical moment, the fat Taoist took out four coffin nails soaked in rooster blood from his arms, raised his hand and threw them at Xishuangbanna's corpse.

"Puff puff puff."

The four nails were deeply embedded in Xishuangbanna's back, causing his footsteps to stop suddenly, but the fat Taoist was horrified to find that these four nails were slowly moving outward.

"Bang, bang, bang."

At this time, Qin Yao raised his arms and threw out three copper coins for suppressing corpses. The copper coins were attracted to Xishuangbanna's corpse like a magnet, and they were nailed together with the coffin, completely imprisoning the corpse king.

Inside the pawn shop.

The Golden Armored Corpse King froze and lost control of himself in an instant.

The Gorefiend slapped him heavily on the shoulder, forcibly cutting off the connection between him and Xishuangban Nashi.

"Why didn't Juggernaut give us a helping hand?"

Panting heavily, the Golden Armored Corpse King looked up at the Lord of Darkness with doubts on his face.

"You haven't forced Qin Yao's hole card yet. Even if I make a move, he still has a back hand. He won't despair until he is at the end of his rope." The Dark Lord said lightly.

The Golden Armored Corpse King was taken aback for a moment, and couldn't help but said, "Why does he still have a hole card?"

Lord of Darkness: "This is the person I like! He has great luck and great opportunity."

"What is that card?" The Gorefiend asked suddenly.

Lord of Darkness: "Spell please!"

"Sorcerer?" The golden-armored corpse king asked in surprise.

The master of darkness was silent for a moment, and said in a strange tone: "No, it's a secret skill unique to Maoshan, which is equivalent to... calling the parents."

Golden Armored Corpse: "..."

Blood Demon: "..."

"Thank you to the two priests for your help."

On the long street, after killing all the zombies with a knife, Qin Yao cupped his hands at the fat and thin Taoist.

"You're welcome." The fat Taoist waved his hand, pointed at the Xishuangban dead body and said, "To be honest, our father and son came here for the Xishuangban dead body."

Qin Yao was slightly taken aback, and said thoughtfully, "Dare to ask the two names?"

"Below is Zhuge Kongping, the eighteenth generation descendant of Zhuge Kongming, and next to me is my son, Zhuge Xiaoming." The fat Taoist replied.

Qin Yao looked at the dead body in Xishuangban, then at Zhuge and his son, and a strange look appeared on his face.

Xishuangban Nashi, the Zhuge family...

Isn't this a ghostbuster family carnival?

"Ah Xing, Ayue, you two go down to clean up the battlefield. Qin Yao, why don't you invite the two Taoist priests to come up for tea?" The nine uncle who summoned the copper coin sword by the window sill said in a deep voice.

Qin Yao nodded and introduced: "Two priests, this is my master, Maoshan Linjiu."

"Disrespect, disrespect." Zhuge Kongping saluted with his son.

Uncle Jiu returned the gift and said sincerely, "Both of you, please go upstairs and talk."

lean less.

The three climbed up to the second floor, and Qin Yao, as the owner of the room, poured tea and water for the two of them.

Zhuge Kongping picked up the tea bowl and took a sip. He suddenly felt the heat in his stomach, and immediately forced a cold air all over his body.

"Good tea!" He couldn't help but praise.

"Qin Yao." Uncle Jiu followed the trend and looked at his little apprentice.

Qin Yao understood, took out the interspatial bag, summoned a bag of tea and delivered it to Zhuge Kongping: "It's just a small gift, please accept it."

"No, no." Zhuge Kongping waved his hands again and again, and said with a serious face: "You will not be rewarded without merit."

Qin Yao laughed and said, "If you father and son hadn't appeared in time, even if we could defeat that Xishuangban nashi, we would not be able to keep this inn. How can such kindness be considered useless?"

Zhuge Kongping pursed his lips and said with a dry smile: "Since you have said so, can I change the demand?"

A flash of inspiration flashed in Qin Yao's mind, and he said with a smile, "Do you want the Xishuang version of Nashi?"

Zhuge Kongping smiled and said: "To be honest, I have another identity as a scientist. My biggest hobby is to collect and study rare ghosts and zombies. It is not accidental that I can appear in time today, but I have already chased after this Xishuangban." It's been a long time..."

Qin Yao asked curiously: "May I ask, what results have you researched?"

"There are a lot of achievements." Zhuge Xiaoming interjected, "My father used the yin energy of ghosts to create a cold storage room and a cool room, a zombie to create a perpetual electric motor, and a fire ghost to create a greenhouse. ..."

"Snapped."

Seeing that this silly son was about to reveal the last bit of his secret, Zhuge Kongping slapped him hard on the forehead, and scolded, "Bastard, who made you show off?
Be humble and clumsy and understand whether you understand it or not, don't just blah if you have a little achievement, you're lucky. "

Zhuge Xiaoming: "..."

I'm annoyed.

What are you old?
Passionate or fat?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but laugh...

Unsurprisingly, he was slapped again.

(End of this chapter)