I am a boss in the world of nine uncles

Chapter 793 Taoism has no borders, but Taoists do.

Hong Kong.

Yunmeng Mountain, Qingfengguan.

Qin Yao put away the clear water bowl, walked through mottled stone steps, stepped into the simple and quiet Taoist temple, and said loudly, "Master Mao, Qin Yao is here."

In the Taoist hall, the statue of Sanqing lowered its head, and Mao Xiaofang, who was sitting facing an old Taoist, was pleasantly surprised, and suddenly got up: "Master Qingfeng, the person I was waiting for is here."

The beard and hair were all white, the old man stood up with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and said with a smile: "Shan, I just want to take a look at this expert with you."

Then, the two walked side by side, crossed the threshold, and looked up at the burly figure under the big tree in the courtyard.

"Shen Feng is introverted, returning to the basics and returning to the truth, it is really extraordinary." Qingfeng praised.

Qin Yao followed the prestige and said with a smile: "The Taoist priest is too much."

Mao Xiaofang pointed to Qingfeng, and said with a smile: "Daoist Qin, let me introduce you. This is the master of Qingfeng Temple, Daoist Qingfeng."

Qin Yao cupped his hands in salute: "Maoshan Qin Yao, pay homage to the Taoist priest."

Qingfeng waved his hand, with a friendly expression on his face: "Come in, come in, let's go into the room and talk."

"Thank you." Qin Yao said politely.

Soon, the three of them returned to the main hall and sat around a square table. Qingfeng, as the host, poured tea and water himself. Qin Yao and Mao Xiaofang both raised their hands to catch the tea bowls.

"Master Mao, what's going on with Xuankui?"

After exchanging pleasantries, Qin Yao put down the tea bowl and looked sideways at Mao Xiaofang beside him.

"Xuan Kui, who was called Aixinjueluo Xuan Kui during his lifetime, was a descendant of the Qing royal family. Because his whole family was slaughtered in front of his eyes, before the resentment in his chest and abdomen could be vented, he was murdered and turned into a zombie.

Later, a group of tomb thieves dug up the grave, sucked the blood of the group of tomb thieves, and was born.

It has been ten years since I learned about Xuankui from a villager.In the past ten years, it's not that I haven't met the other party face to face, but no matter how carefully I calculate, I can't keep him.

Now, after being enlightened by the Master Qingfeng, I wrote you a letter, please come and help me. " Mao Xiaofang explained.

Qin Yao suddenly realized.

No wonder Mao Xiaofang wrote to him, it turned out that he listened to other people's advice.

"How strong is this Xuankui?"

Mao Xiaofang: "The strength is at least equivalent to the seventh or eighth rank of an earth master. I can't handle him."

Qin Yao pondered and said, "In the past ten years, what have you relied on to track down the other party's trace?"

Mao Xiaofang took out a simple compass from his arms, and gently placed it on the table: "There is a hair of Xuan Kui in this compass, and the aura of the deity on it has been very weak so far, so it is always ineffective when looking for it." .”

Qin Yao: "Apart from this hair, is there nothing else?"

Among his divination calculations, the most effective one is "a bowl of clear water illuminates the universe".Without Xuankui's items, if he could know the opponent's location by calculating out of thin air, then that would be a real fairy method, and he has not yet reached this level.

Mao Xiaofang shook his head and sighed: "No more... I also know that this kind of pursuit is like finding a needle in a haystack, but Xuankui is too strong. If he is not controlled, once he is hungry, countless people will become his. blood food.

Daoist Qin, I know you are busy with affairs, and it is impossible to follow me to pursue, so you can leave at any time, and I will accept your favor if you are willing to come here. "

Qin Yao waved his hand: "You and I, even friends who have been friends for life and death, will be out of touch if we say these things."

Mao Xiaofang's heart warmed, he cupped his hands and said, "Brother Qin, Gao Yi."

Qin Yao smiled and said, "I don't have many friends, so each one of them is very precious. Let's not talk about both sides, at least I can do my best to help."

Mao Xiaofang immediately picked up the tea and said sincerely, "I respect you with tea instead of wine."

Qin Yao touched him with the tea bowl, and immediately drank the tea in one gulp, showing his heroism.

"It is great luck to have a confidant in life." Qingfeng poured tea for the two of them, and said with a smile: "Respect friendship."

"Respect for friendship."

The next moment, the three tea bowls collided.

-

Three days later.

dusk.

Xiangjiang countryside, Qiaotou village.

Holding torches, a group of people fixed a young woman on a wooden stick like a pig, carried her to an altar in front of the mountain forest, threw her in the center of the altar with a bang, and shouted: "Vampire God~ Blood-sucking God~ "

The mountain wind brought their voices into the mountain forest, and passed them to the mountain wall covered with wooden hanging coffins. The lids of each coffin were quietly opened, and shiny black, skinny palms protruded from them.

"Someone is shouting something."

At the other end of the forest, Mao Xiaofang, dressed in a blue robe and wearing a white cloth bag, paused and listened.

A golden light flashed in Qin Yao's eyes, and he looked forward quickly, only to see a group of zombies wearing Qing Dynasty official robes and flower feathers jumping quickly to an altar with their arms raised.

Under the altar, hundreds of villagers kneeled.

On the altar, a woman is bound.

"Roar!"

A taller zombie landed on the altar and roared at the group of zombies that were rushing towards the villagers.

The group of stiff bodies suddenly paused, then slowly turned around and jumped to the altar.

"Follow me, Master Mao." The situation was urgent, Qin Yao didn't have time to explain anything, grabbed Mao Xiaofang's wrist, and led him to escape to the altar, blocking in front of the tall zombie.

"Roar!!!"

The tall zombie felt the threat and screamed at the two of them.

Qin Yao didn't say a word of unnecessary nonsense, he raised his hand and pulled out the Qingsuo sword, and as the blue sword blade slashed across the void, a faint blue light sword aura flew out, cutting the tall zombie in two from the center of the eyebrows with a puff, Trails of black smoke billowed from the shriveled corpse.

"Shua, Shua, Shua."

Qin Yao kept waving the sword, and the sword qi shot out, cutting off the zombies who were trying to escape.

In fact, it wasn't just the villagers who were shocked, even Mao Xiaofang was shocked by the sharpness of the sword in Qin Yao's hand.

Simply terrifying.

"The Vampire God is dead..."

After a long time, someone in the crowd murmured.

More people woke up as if they had just woken up from a dream, and they all looked at the altar with shock and anger, and even with resentful eyes.

Qin Yao put his sword back into its sheath, looked down at the group of weird villagers below, and asked coldly, "Why are you looking at us like this?"

The crowd was silent, but they seemed to dare not speak out.

Qin Yao frowned, turned around and pulled out the dirty towel stuffed in the young woman's mouth, and asked in a deep voice, "Why don't they speak?"

The young woman looked at the villagers below with hatred, and said coldly: "What else could be the reason? It's just that you dare not speak out."

Qin Yao recalled the call from the 'Vampire God' just now, and a flash of light flashed in his mind: "They want to suck the breath of corpses!"

The young woman was surprised: "You know?"

Qin Yao glanced at her and said, "How many sacrifices are you in the village?"

In the story "A Good Life", he has seen the method of changing his luck by inhaling corpse breath, but this method will not only shorten his lifespan, but also easily invite doom. Died.

These villagers obviously discovered this disadvantage, so they regarded the zombies as gods and made regular offerings to them in exchange for corpse aura.

"I'm the first."

The young woman said: "Two days ago, the guy who sucked the most corpse gas died, and the people in the village realized that they were afraid, and hurriedly spent money to invite Taoist priests, and asked for sacrifice magic. Since then, I have known Someone must be unlucky, but I didn't expect the unlucky person to be me."

Qin Yao sneered, turned the sword in his hand, and looked down at the villagers: "For your own selfish desires, worship zombies as gods, and forcibly sacrifice other people's lives. Wait, death will not be punished."

As soon as the words fell, there was an uproar among the villagers. Some people got up and wanted to run for their lives, some knelt down and begged for mercy, and some were appealing loudly, trying to reason with Qin Yao.

Intimidated by Qin Yao's power, he didn't dare to curse.

Qin Yao raised the Qingsuo sword silently, and with a thought, suddenly several blue lights and sword shadows flew out of the sword, pushing all the villagers below.

"Puff puff puff..."

In an instant, no matter those who appealed, those who begged for mercy, and even the fleeing villagers all died under the shadow of the sword, and no one was spared.

Mao Xiaofang opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything, just sighed faintly.

"Thank you hero for avenging me." The young woman said loudly.

Qin Yao glanced at her and said lightly, "I'm not avenging you, but purely eliminating evil. You don't need to be grateful to me."

Mao Xiaofang knelt down, untied him from the rope, and said softly, "Where do you want to go in the future?"

The young woman knelt down in front of him and begged, "Please take him in."

She is also clever, and she can tell at a glance that the tall man is evil-hearted, begging him is definitely useless, on the contrary, this slightly older Taoist has a gentle personality, and may be able to rely on herself.

However, to her disappointment, Mao Xiaofang shook his head and said, "To be honest, the two of us are hunting for a more powerful zombie, so we can't take you on the road."

The young woman thought for a while, and said decisively: "I beg you two to go home with me, get the savings, and then drive me for a while, and take me out of here. The little girl is very grateful."

"You have a good plan." Qin Yao said lightly.

The young woman's heart skipped a beat, her forehead touched the ground, and she dared not speak.

Mao Xiaofang bent down, helped her up from the ground, and looked up at Qin Yao: "Brother Qin, she is also a poor person..."

Qin Yao shrugged: "I didn't say no to help, you two go back to the village to get the money, I'll wait here."

The young woman was overjoyed when she heard the words, and her beating heart just settled down.

The next day.

It was just dawn.

Qin Yao and Mao Xiaofang brought a young woman to a county town, where they parted ways at the county gate like a memorial archway, and went their separate ways.

From the beginning to the end, Qin Yao never asked the other party's name, and even said only a few words to him.

After all, in his eyes, this is just a passerby role, so why force it?

"Old man, please ask me, what strange things have happened in our county recently?" Not long after, in a bun shop, Qin Yao ordered two baskets of steamed buns and two bowls of white porridge. He looked sideways at the shopkeeper and asked.

The shopkeeper put buns and porridge in front of them one after another, and said, "There is really a strange thing."

Mao Xiaofang showed surprise, and said, "Is it about zombies?"

The shopkeeper shook his head: "That's not true, it's about female ghosts. A few days ago, several Japanese businessmen passed through our county and died in the hotel for no reason. According to the forensic examination, they all died of heart failure.

It is normal for one person to die of heart failure, but it is obviously abnormal for several people to die of this disease together. Some people say that it is the heroic soul of the soldier, but the police department has not given an explanation so far. "

The surprise on Mao Xiaofang's face gradually receded, and before disappointment emerged in his heart, he was moved by the case: "What hotel did the crime take place?"

"It seems to be called Yunfan Hotel..."

It is noon.

Qin Yao and Mao Xiaofang came to the Yunfan Hotel where the crime happened, and saw that the hotel gate was tightly closed with yellow seals criss-crossed on it. The surrounding was in a desolate scene, and passers-by deliberately stayed away from the hotel gate.

"Bah."

After arriving at the entrance of the hotel, Qin Yao raised his hand and tore off the seal, and pushed open the two golden doors. Suddenly, a gust of wind rushed out from the inside of the hotel, stirring their robes.

Qin Yao raised his brows, and after entering the door with Mao Xiaofang, he closed the door, his eyes swept across the luxuriously decorated lobby, then fixed on a wall on the second floor, and said lightly: "Don't hide, I saw you. "

A cloud of black mist gushed out from the wall, and turned into a tall woman with long hair and a shawl, wearing a white dress, with willow eyebrows and phoenix eyes, suspended in the air on the second floor of the hotel, looking down at the two people below.

"Are you here to catch me?"

"It depends." Qin Yao raised his eyes and said, "After all, you killed the Japanese."

The woman couldn't quite understand this sentence, and said: "You already know that I killed the Japanese, so what's the difference?"

Qin Yao: "Why did you kill those Japanese people?"

"The Japanese deserve to die." The woman said decisively.

Qin Yao nodded: "What you said is not unreasonable, Master Mao, let's go."

Mao Xiaofang: "..."

Is it so sloppy?

"Qin Daochang, the Japanese are not all bad people." In desperation, he had no choice but to say: "If those Japanese are just businessmen, then this is a female ghost harming people..."

Qin Yao: "It doesn't matter if he is a good guy or a bad guy, but he is not of my race. Is it possible that we still have to avenge the Japanese?"

Mao Xiaofang: "..."

"What's your name, why do you want to commit murder here?" Shao Qing, Mao Xiaofang, who felt that he couldn't understand Qin Yao, had no choice but to look up at the female ghost.

The female ghost glanced at Qin Yao, and said slowly: "Chen Xiaolian, a civilian girl, died in 1943. The cause of death was that a group of Japanese soldiers went crazy to rape the civilian girl. To keep her innocence, the civilian girl bumped into a pillar and died.

Unexpectedly, the group of beasts refused to let me go after I died, and took turns violating my corpse, which caused my resentment to surge and turned me into a ghost.This priest, if you were me, would you kill the Japanese after seeing them again? "

Mao Xiaofang: "..."

Qin Yao looked at him sideways and said seriously: "Master Mao, Taoism has no borders, but Taoists do. She may have killed innocent people indiscriminately, and she may be guilty, but she is guilty of Japan, and I am not guilty. You I am a middleman, if she is punished for this crime, wouldn't it be chilling?"

(End of this chapter)