Infinity through different life

Chapter 127 Everyone Has Their Own Plans
Uncle Jiu was familiar with classics when he was studying art in Maoshan, and Maoshan was very good at refining corpses. Many classics recorded detailed information about zombies.

Although he has never experienced the catastrophe of Mao Zong, he knows that it has happened many times in history through the classics.

It can be traced back to the time of Emperor Xuanyuan Huangdi. At that time, even more terrifying zombie kings than Mao Zang appeared many times, but due to the large number of gods and men, they were quickly suppressed easily.

After the Yellow Emperor, although there were no more flying zombies, almost every few hundred years, Mao zombies, second only to the flying zombies, would appear. These hairy zombies were all extremely evil, slaughtering cities and destroying land, creating a zombie craze, and even Some want to turn the whole world into a zombie country.

Whenever Mao Zang is born, all major sects in the world often unite to solve it completely.

In the process, I don't know how many sects have declined because of this, and now, there are only two or three big cats and kittens left.

Uncle Jiu will not completely trust Xu Jing. Although Xu Jing is not doing evil now, as time goes by, who knows when he will lose control and be dominated by evil. Even a good zombie is only temporary.

After Xu Jing listened, he finally understood the reason. The wrinkled skin on his face was twisted into a ball. After thinking about it, he asked Uncle Jiu: "Is there any way to prevent me from being affected again?"

"Yes!" Uncle Jiu turned his head to look at Xu Jing, and said sincerely, "If you are willing to cooperate, I can take you back to Maoshan. I have many seniors in Maoshan, so naturally I can help you dissolve the resentment and hostility in your body. "

A zombie that has developed intelligence at a low level, as long as there are no accidents, it will definitely reach the level of stupidity in the future.

In fact, the safest way is to get rid of it as soon as possible to avoid future troubles, but he can't beat him, so he can only take a step back for the time being.

What he was worried about was that if he left it alone, it might lead to disaster sooner or later. Xu Jing doesn't harm people now, but it doesn't mean he can persist like this in the future. of.

But no matter what the other party said, he was a zombie and did not belong to the righteous way.

Although Xu Jing could hear the sincerity in Uncle Jiu's tone, how could he put himself under the control of others, he must be on guard against others, even if he believed in Uncle Jiu's character, he was still worried about other people in Maoshan .

After all, the most important issue is his identity. No matter how kind he is, people in the righteous way will not fully trust him, and some people may even get rid of him quickly.

"There is no other way?" Xu Jing sat still, fixed his eyes on Uncle Jiu, and said slowly, "I will not agree with your proposal just now!"

"If you have no other way, then I can't guarantee that I won't harm others in the future. I don't think you want me to cause trouble everywhere, do you?"

Xu Jing's tone gradually turned cold, and he stood up directly, as if preparing to leave Yizhuang.

There is a saying that a gentleman can be bullied. Before he came, he had thought of a way to deal with Uncle Jiu, which was to seize his weakness.

Uncle Jiu sighed in disappointment, a little helpless, hesitantly said: "Actually... there is no other way."

Xu Jing paused, secretly pleased, and sat down again, looking at Uncle Jiu with no expression on his face.

Uncle Jiu returned to his seat, picked up the teapot on the table, poured a glass of water, drank it slowly and said, "In my Maoshan sect's corpse refining technique, there is naturally a way to dissolve the evil spirit in the corpse, and this way doesn't have to It has to be used by people, but you are not my Maoshan disciple after all, and you are still a zombie."

When he said this, his face became even more hesitant, and he couldn't pass the law lightly, let alone pass it on to the zombies.

He had previously suggested that Xu Jing go back to Maoshan with him, and he also wanted to let the people in the master's sect help Xu Jing resolve the evil spirit, so that he could watch under his nose and make people feel reassured.

At this time, Uncle Jiu suddenly thought of Taoist Priest Four Eyes. He had already gone back to the mountain gate to report, and there would probably be a result in the next few days. It would be better to stabilize the zombie in front of him and wait a few days.

After making a decision, he continued, "Well, I need to think about it for a few days, and I'll give you an answer in a few days."

Xu Jing's heart moved, and he understood that Uncle Jiu was most likely using a delaying strategy.

When he came, he thought of the possibility that the other party might send a message to Maoshan. After all, no one would take it lightly for a zombie that possesses wisdom and may cause endless troubles.

"Okay, let's talk about it in a few days." He nodded, calmly, and then said to Uncle Jiu: "I'm leaving first."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Jing stood up, jumped and walked towards the gate.

If nothing else goes wrong, Mrs. Ren will escape tomorrow night, and Qiu Sheng will be entangled with Dong Xiaoyu. As long as he sells Uncle Jiu a few more favors, he may not be able to get what he wants before Maoshan sends people. method.

If he can't get it, then he can only use some extraordinary means to try.

Uncle Jiu looked at Xu Jing's back disappearing into the darkness, and heaved a long sigh. If he was sure, he would of course strike again without hesitation and leave the other party behind.

But he didn't have any confidence at all. Such a smart black zombie would be more difficult to deal with than the dumb purple zombie.

After looking at the half-remaining door, Uncle Jiu ran to wake up Wencai, who was still asleep. How could he sleep peacefully in this wilderness if the door was not closed.

"Wow, Master, what happened?" Wen Cai followed Uncle Jiu to the gate sleepily, swallowed his saliva and said, "What kind of monster is this?"

"There are no ghosts, but a zombie came." Uncle Jiu added, "It's the one that captured you last time."

"Hiss~!" Wen Cai took a breath, looked at the two holes in the door, looked around and said, "Where did he go? Did you beat him away?"

"left."

Uncle Jiu replied vaguely, he would not tell Wen Cai the embarrassment of being knocked down by a door.

"Master is really amazing."

Wen Cai flattered him, and helped Uncle Jiu lift up the gate, put it in the door frame, and began to drive nails.

Old Uncle Jiu blushed, and he returned to normal in an instant, and said, "You'd better keep a little alert when you sleep in the future, otherwise, there will be problems one day sooner or later."

"Isn't there a master here?" Wen Cai took it for granted, "I have nothing to worry about."

"I'm so mad at you." Uncle Jiu snorted, couldn't help but slapped him, causing Wen Cai to run away with his head in his arms, and then said: "Get up early tomorrow, follow me up the mountain, and find another good land for Mrs. Ren. "

"what--?"

Wencai Boss doesn't want to, what he fears most is going into the mountains with Uncle Jiu to find a place with good geomantic omen, besides holding a compass, he also has to carry those sticks of different lengths.

The most terrible thing is that it often takes a whole day to search. He has grown a little fat, and running around for a day is enough for him.

Uncle Jiu could not refuse and said, "Go to bed quickly, we will leave at dawn tomorrow."

"Alas~!" Wencai had no choice but to turn around and leave listlessly.

Uncle Jiu took some evil-suppressing talisman papers and pasted them on the door before returning to the room in peace.

(End of this chapter)