Uncle Nine: Start the coffin shop and kill ghosts

Chapter 85
"Well, not bad."

Looking at the row of walking corpses in front of him, the four-eyed priest nodded secretly, after all, he was quite satisfied.

Finally, the four-eyed Daoist looked towards several pottery pots in the haystack beside him.

Pick up a pot and place it on your head.

The pottery pots of this era were very heavy, and the folks did not have any superb firing methods, so they were extremely difficult to damage.

Slowly squatting in front of several zombies, looking at the zombies in front of him, he immediately shouted: "Oh!"

"Boom bang bang!!"

A series of clear and crisp sounds came, and the pottery pot that was held on the head by the four-eyed Taoist was immediately smashed into pieces.

"Oh my God!"

Jia Le, who was peeking in the room, was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat when he watched the master's operation outside the door.

If I was smashed, my bones would not be smashed.

"Gollum!"

Jia Le couldn't help swallowing saliva secretly, feeling anxious in her heart, if she knew that the master would come back this morning, she wouldn't have slept so late last night.

"Come with me!"

Outside the door, Daoist Simu waved the stick in his hand and walked towards Jiale in the wooden house.

Pushing open the wooden door, Jiale is already lying on the recliner at this moment, continuing to pretend to sleep.

"Boom bang bang!"

Zombies jumped in from the outside, all around the Jiale recliner, holding sticks high in their hands.

"Stinky boy, I suffer hardships outside, you boy let me sleep late at home to enjoy the happiness, I let you sleep late, see if I don't beat you to death!"

After the four-eyed Taoist priest finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and twisted it fiercely towards the added thigh in front of him.

Jia Le only felt a burning pain coming, but he still held it back and didn't cry out.

Because Jia Le knew that once he said the word oops, the zombie in front of him would slam the stick in his hand on his body.

Such a thick ceramic basin can be smashed into pieces in one stroke, Jia Le dare not resist, this time he will not be able to smash himself to pieces.

"Hey, doesn't it hurt if I twist it? Is this kid pigskin?"

Seeing that Jiale on the recliner did not move at all, Simu couldn't help showing a look of disappointment on his face, then reached out his hand again, and twisted Simu again fiercely with more strength.

There was another burst of burning pain, and Jiale held back desperately, just not letting himself cry out.

But this is not the way to go.

Slightly opened his eyes and took a look, the master Simu Daozhang was standing beside him, Jia Le couldn't help showing a smirk.

He stretched out his hand and twisted violently on the body of Master Simu Daoist.

"Oh, how dare you twist me!"

The director of the Fourth Bureau was twisted in pain, and he screamed in pain.

But as the four-eyed priest uttered the word oops, the stick in the hand of the zombie next to him hit the four-eyed priest fiercely.

"Boom boom boom oops oops"

There was a series of beatings and screams, and the four-eyed Taoist priest was chased and intercepted by a group of zombies holding wooden sticks, and he was in a panic.

I had no choice but to scream and run around lying on the ground.

"Pfft!"

My master was being played around by me, Jiale couldn't help laughing out loud, and secretly said in his heart: "I want you to plot against me, hit me, hit me"

"Oh, my mother, help me, nephew, oh!"

Just as Chen Tian rushed into the wooden house, the four-eyed priest who was beaten and shrunk to the ground looked at Chen Tiandao with a begging face.

"Quick, let's go help save your master."

Looking at the four-eyed priest who was beaten, Chen Tian hurriedly said to Jia Le beside him.

However, just as Chen Tian finished speaking, Jia Le on the side said: "This is a trick created by my master, and I don't know how to solve it.

Otherwise, just wait for these zombies to get tired!"

"Master Simu failed as a master!" Chen Tian frowned and said helplessly.

If it was Master Lin Jiu's apprentice Qiu Sheng Wencai, he would never dare to be so bold.

"It's not that I don't want to help, it's that I can't help."

While talking, Jia Le stood aside, looking at the four-eyed Taoist priest being beaten violently, and couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Bah!"

The next second, Chen Tian let out a low growl, and then kicked a walking corpse fiercely.

With a dull sound, the walking corpse kicked by Chen Tian flew out like a cannonball.

And the location where it crashed was exactly where Jiale was standing.

Seeing the sudden walking corpse slamming towards him, Jia Le was startled and quickly reached out to stop him.

However, most of Chen Tian's power is contained in the walking corpse, and the chest bones kicked by Chen Tian have been broken.

Jia Le is just a monk at the fifth level of Taoist Boy, and as soon as his hands touched the flying corpse, he felt a huge force coming from him, and his whole body was blown away abruptly.

Finally, it hit the wall behind him heavily.

There was a pain in his body, and it was already a bit difficult to get up from the ground again. This could be regarded as a small punishment for Jiale.

Although Uncle Simu is a bit out of tune, you can't take the initiative to deceive the master. After all, you are a teacher for a day and a father for life.

Besides, it's really hard for the four-eyed Taoist priest to drive corpses outside, you kid just eat and wait to die, you're still sleeping late in the morning, you don't even open a door, and you don't feel happy if you put it on anyone.

What's more, Daoist Simu came back with his nephew this time, and seeing his junior so lazy, he must have lost all face.

This time, it can be regarded as letting you know what it means to respect the teacher.

"My mother, it hurts me to death."

Jia Le felt that all the bones in his body were about to fall apart. After getting up from the ground with a face of difficulty, all the walking corpses in front of him had been dealt with by Chen Tian.

"My god, it's over so quickly?
"My god, who is this?"

"My god, she's even more handsome than me."

"No, I'm handsome."

Looking at the group of walking corpses subdued by Chen Tian, ​​Jia Le showed surprise and astonishment on his face, and said with a dumbfounded expression.

With the help of Chen Tian, ​​Taoist Simu slowly climbed up. He is the Simu of Alchemist You Ye, and he was fine just now, but it was just a few flesh injuries.

Normally, the four eyes shouldn't be afraid of these walking corpses, but the sudden attack just now was too sudden, and there was no time to react.

That's why Taoist Simu accidentally capsized the boat in the gutter.

"Stinky boy, you dare to harm your master, I think you are looking for a beating."

The four-eyed Taoist priest supported his waist, and pointed at his disciple Jia Ledao angrily.

"Master, don't blame me, you called it yourself." Jiale said with a slight twitch.

"Hmph, I'll clean you up later."

Seeing that Chen Tian was beside him, Taoist Priest Simu couldn't clean up the house, so he said, "Come here and get to know him, this is your uncle's disciple, Chen Tian, ​​your junior brother."

"No, it's the senior brother who is so powerful. I thought he was the senior brother who started earlier than me."

As soon as the four-eyed Taoist finished speaking, Jia Le said with a slight look of surprise on his face.

"Hmph, that's of course, Chen Tian worked hard to cultivate, you kid just eat and wait to die, I think you will be a Daoist all your life."

Thinking of this, Taoist Priest Four Eyes said with a look of hatred for iron.

Damn it, if I had an apprentice like Chen Tian, ​​I would be willing to lose ten years of my life.

(End of this chapter)