Under one person: I, Zhang Zhiwei, the arrogant Zhang.

Chapter 537 Gu Jiting, I am a professional at fanning the flames
The arrival of the tomb-guarding boy caused a lot of discussion among the Quanxing monsters.

"Aobai's body? Aobai has been dead for hundreds of years, and his body hasn't rotted into bones yet?"

"After a person dies, his innate Qi will dissipate, but some of his acquired Qi will remain on his body for a long time. It is said that Aobai is proficient in horizontal training. Whether it is the Golden Bell Cover, the Iron Shirt, or the Thirteen Guardians, they have all reached perfection. His body is like steel that has been tempered a hundred times. In this case, it is not impossible for it to not decay for hundreds of years."

"That makes sense, but I wonder how powerful this iron corpse is compared to when it was alive?"

"Aobai is the most powerful warrior in Manchuria and a top figure in the alien world. Even if this iron corpse only has one or two points of his strength in life, it is still very extraordinary."

"That's right. Over the years, the Xiangxi corpse-carrying Liu family has been hunting down the tomb-guarding boy, but they have tried many times in a row and failed every time, suffering heavy casualties. This Aobai Iron Corpse has played an indispensable role."

"Speaking of which, why did the tomb guardian boy betray the Liu family?"

"Seems to be……"

Before he could finish his words, the dwarf, who had been hanging his head, raised his head and stared at him. His pair of vicious and resentful pupils seemed to be emitting a cold light.

Although he was comically short, the iron corpse of Oboi under his crotch was terrifying. The claws on his hands were a foot long and extremely black, like ten daggers, with a metallic luster.

The loudmouth just now stopped talking immediately.

The tomb-guarding boy withdrew his gaze and rode over on Aobai's iron corpse.

The other iron corpses around broke through the ground and slowly sank into the ground.

Ordinary corpse drivers can only simply control corpses to jump and walk.

The Liu family, a corpse-carrying family from western Hunan, can control the corpses to move underground. They usually look inconspicuous, but once they start to move, they can summon a large group of zombies in an instant.

In the plot, Liu Yanyan used this method to raise corpses on a large scale in the city.

After the tomb-guarding boy, the light around him dimmed, and a man in black with an unclear face appeared in his place. His Qi was a little special. As it diffused, it absorbed all the light around it, making a black halo around him appear very hazy. In the sunlight, he looked like a walking shadow. If it was at night, I would be afraid that I would not be able to see anything clearly.

"I didn't expect Shadow to come at this time. Whose head will he take this time?" someone discussed.

"I came here naturally to take the little celestial master's head."

"Yes, yes, yes. The little Taoist priest is so famous, who wouldn't want to kill him and become famous?"

"If we kill that young Taoist priest, given the protective nature of those old men in Longhu Mountain, won't they take crazy revenge?"

"Revenge if you can, if you can kill the little Taoist priest, it's worth it if you trade one for the other!"

Everyone was talking about it, and a big monk came over from a distance, hugging a disheveled woman.

"I didn't expect that Monk Dengcao would come too!" someone in the crowd laughed loudly.

"That woman looks quite pretty. Where did Monk Dengcao get the stove top from? I'm so jealous." A man wearing a melon-shaped hat and a dog-skin plaster on his temple rubbed his hands like a fly and said with a lewd look on his face.

"Amitabha, how wonderful! How wonderful! This is the Buddha's concubine, you pervert, just forget about it!" Monk Dengcao laughed.

"Hey, monk, why are you getting involved in this mess?" An old Taoist priest wearing a white lotus crown said with a smile.

"Amitabha, Master Buddha and Wu Man hit it off right away. They once discussed Buddhist scriptures together for three days and three nights, and they have a deep friendship. If he is in trouble, Master Buddha cannot just stand by and watch!" Monk Dengcao laughed.

"Discussing the sutras and talking about Buddha? Hahahaha... I am dying of laughter, Flower Monk, do you know what the sutras are and what Buddha is? I think it's more like I am just looking for flowers and willows with you!"

In the crowd, a fat monk holding a crescent shovel laughed.

"Huh? Where did this wild monk come from? How dare you say that the Buddha doesn't understand Buddhism?"

Monk Dengcao stopped straightening his waist and snorted coldly. Two white streaks shot out from his nostrils and wrapped around his whole body. In an instant, golden light became brighter and took shape. A fleshy bun grew on his bald head and he instantly turned into a six-foot-tall golden arhat. His whole body was shining with Buddha's light and auspicious rays that illuminated the area.

Seeing this scene, all the demons present were stunned. Who could have thought that this monk who committed obscene acts in public would have such a solemn appearance.

The fat monk who had questioned just now was so frightened by this horrifying scene that he took two steps back. After being stunned for a moment, he showed a crazy look on his face and drooled. He quickly pounced on the thin monk next to him who was holding a half-moon shovel.

"Fatty, do I want to fuck you? Get out of here now, or I'll chop your head off with a shovel!"

The thin monk who was pinned down started cursing loudly.

The other Quan Xing monsters present laughed at the scene and made all kinds of comments.

"Pah, it's so ugly and it stains your eyes. Let me show you something a little more exciting!"

The old Taoist priest with a white lotus crown on his head laughed.

He took out two pieces of yellow paper from his pocket, and with a flick of his finger, a stream of Qi energy shot out and hit the thin monk's brow, drawing a ball of blood that floated in the air.

He dipped his finger in blood and drew a talisman, and when the talisman was finished, he stuck it on the forehead of the thin monk.

Not long after, a gust of cold wind carrying black fog came from afar, and a beautiful woman floated out of the black fog and possessed the body of the thin monk.

Upon seeing this, the Taoist priest Bai Lian chanted a spell, and the skinny body of the skinny monk, as thin as a cowpea, quickly became plump, and his ugly, bumpy face also became beautiful and charming, and it was exactly the appearance of the woman just now.

The "woman" screamed softly, and then, like dry wood meeting a raging fire, she began to have sex with the fat monk as if no one was around. Seeing this, all the people present cheered and shouted for their best efforts.

"Humph, that's enough!"

This ridiculous farce was finally ended by a middle-aged woman who could no longer bear to watch it. The woman waved her hand and sprinkled a handful of medicinal powder, which flew into the mouth and nose of the fat and thin monks.

The effect was immediate. The two people who were in a daze instantly woke up. Seeing this scene, they were stunned for a moment, then realized what was going on. They immediately roared with grief and anger, then pushed each other away, picked up their weapons, and rushed towards Dengcao Monk. This humiliation should not be stopped until one dies.

Monk Dengcao smiled slightly, not taking the two monks seriously. His eyes moved and he was about to use another trick.

suddenly……

"You are such a noisy clown. Are you worthy of working with us?"

The tomb-guarding boy had a fierce look in his eyes and spoke in a cold voice.

As soon as he finished speaking, the iron corpse of Aoba under his seat took a step forward and came in front of the fat and thin monks with his body as strong as a solid wall.

Instantly, the strong stench of corpses filled his nose, and the suddenly dilated pupils of the fat and thin head reflected the hideous face of the zombie and its huge mouth with fangs suddenly opened.

The two men roared and swung their staffs with shovels at the same time, slashing at the zombies.

"Clang!"

Amidst the flying sparks, the precious staff forged from hundreds of times of tempered steel was crushed into a ball of iron mud by Aoba's iron corpse.

Then, Aoba's iron corpse stretched out his claws, grabbed the two men, dragged them close, and began to eat them whole. A series of screams were mixed in with the sound of chewing.

The tomb-guarding boy actually controlled the zombies to eat the two men alive. The aliens had strong vitality and did not die even after being eaten half of their bodies. The scene of their dying struggle was chilling.

"Tomb Guardian Boy, we are here because the righteous are unjust, harming innocent people, and killing the whole family of our Quanxing Sect members. The Sect Master ordered that we must not harm innocent people, and we are only allowed to seek revenge on those who committed the crime. So we are here to seek justice and help Wu Man. But you, you kill people as soon as you come. What are you doing here?"

Not everyone here is afraid of the tomb guardian boy.

The exciting show that Taoist Bai Lian put on was gone, he said with some displeasure.

"puff……"

The iron corpse of Aobai spat out the seeds like a person eating a watermelon, a pool of chewed bones and blood. The tomb guardian boy on its head said:
"How dare you mention Wu Man? I came to help him out of kindness, but he injured several Iron Corpses for no apparent reason. Since he doesn't welcome us, why should we help him? It's better for us to disperse and let him be beaten to death by Wang Lu and the Little Heavenly Master!"

The tomb-guarding boy was very angry, and if he had not been unsure, he would have wanted to feed Wu Man to the zombies.

"What the boy said makes sense. We came here and got nothing in return. We might as well go away and see what happens to Wu Man!" someone in the crowd echoed.

"That's right. Wu Man's skills are great, but two fists cannot beat four hands. There are so many people from Wang and Lu's families, plus there is also a little Taoist priest. He has no chance of survival."

……

The Quan Xing people were a group of casual and lustful people. They were already unhappy after being humiliated by Wu Man, and now after being provoked by the tomb-guarding boy, they immediately got carried away.

But at this time, in the crowd, Tani Jiting, who was wearing a somewhat baggy suit, spoke up:

"Everyone, everyone, it's fine if we just complain, but don't really fool yourself. Are we here to help Wu Man? Pah! Wu Man's life or death has nothing to do with me. Let alone saving him, I won't even lend a hand if he dies in front of me."

"Are we here to avenge Yuan Jingui? Who is Yuan Jingui? Where did he come from? I don't even know him. Let's just avenge him!"

"To be honest, the reason I came here is because the head of the sect gave an order for us to find trouble, but we were only allowed to trouble the guys from the four families and not to implicate innocent people. At the same time, the young Taoist priest returned the favor and did not trouble us, but only Wu Man."

"The master is giving orders with his life, so no matter how reckless we are, we should obey. But I am very curious about what kind of person that little Taoist priest is, and why the master is giving such an order with his life as guarantee!"

"Master, did you give this order because you think that our Quan Xing cannot stand being killed by that bastard called Little Heavenly Master?"

Gu Jiting said with emotion and sneered:
"Haha, then I just don't believe it. I want to go and see if that little Taoist priest has three heads and six arms."

Someone immediately echoed, "That's right, brother, what you said really hits the nail on the head. What about Wu Man, what about Yuan Jingui? Their affairs are none of my business. I just came here to see what kind of monster that little Taoist priest is that made the Sect Leader give such an order!"

Someone else said, "Yes, yes, that's what I thought. I was almost led astray by the tomb guardian boy just now. Wu Man has a bad attitude, so let him have a bad attitude. Anyway, this trip of mine has nothing to do with him!"

"Me too!"

The crowd, who were angry at Wu Man's attitude just now, suddenly changed 180 degrees.

Quan Xing is such a group of people. They are confused and have no goals. They don’t know where to go. A word or an attitude from others can influence their temperament. If you don’t let me do it, then I will do it anyway.

Wu Gensheng asked them not to implicate innocent people. This was an order from the sect leader, and they could not disobey it.

But they were not happy if Zhang Zhiwei only caused trouble for Wu Man and did not implicate other innocent people in Quan Xing.

What, you don't implicate me, do you look down on me? !

In that case, I will implicate you!
This is why they came here.

Gu Jiting looked at the angry crowd and clapped his hands, saying:
"Good! Good job! As far as I know, the young Taoist priest and the people from the four families are already on their way. We have to be alert and not lose face!"

"Brother, just wait and see. The Wang and Lu families will be in big trouble and the little Taoist priest will be killed on the spot!"

"That's right. Take the little Taoist's head and throw it in front of the acting leader. Let him see what's going on!"

…………

Everyone was talking about it.

Beside Gu Jiting, Xia Liuqing scratched his bald head and whispered:
"I say, Old Gu, what are you doing? Are you really going to mess with the Little Heavenly Master? That guy is so irritable. Don't try to get yourself killed!"

Although Xia Liuqing had never met Zhang Zhiwei, he knew how powerful his senior sister was, who achieved the third level of the divine mask after her death.

Such a terrifying female ghost, when she met the little Taoist priest, didn't cause any trouble at all, she just disappeared, just like that.

He didn't want to experience this kind of terrifying strength at all. To be honest, he, Xia Liuqing, had killed countless people. Although he was still young, the number of people who died at his hands had exceeded double digits.

But he has one advantage, that is, he is self-aware and knows his own strengths and weaknesses, so he can seek benefits and avoid harm. In his opinion, Gu Jiting's current behavior is an act of seeking death.

"Old Qing, have you forgotten what I do? I'm a sorcerer and fortune teller. Avoiding misfortune and seeking good fortune is my specialty. How can I not have some sense?"

Gu Jiting replied quietly, then turned around and echoed loudly: "Good, good job, fuck it, fuck you."

"Then you..." Xia Liuqing looked suspicious.

"What am I?"

Xia Liuqing's eyes rolled and she realized, "You're adding fuel to the fire!"

Gu Jiting smiled but said nothing.

"My goodness, in my opinion, the dead Yuan Jingui was not the Changming Yegan, but you, my friend, you are the real Changming Yegan!" Xia Liuqing muttered in a low voice.

(End of this chapter)