Taoist priest in the foggy capital

Chapter 64
"The dragon and tiger's energy is not as powerful as you think, and of course it's not as useless as I said."

"That time I met the Zombie King, if I hadn't protected my heart with dragon and tiger energy, I would have been sucked into a human by that beast."

Uncle Ming picked up five sticks of incense, bowed to the portrait of the ancestor, and then looked at Yin Xiu.

"I thought you had no access to the heaven and earth. After all, the luck of the entire Kyushu is declining. Even the civil and military officials in the north have little luck to protect them."

Nahanao, who was sitting blankly on the side, suddenly interjected: "Why did it decline? In the past thousands of years, wasn't it still..."

Uncle Ming glared at him, causing Caihuaxiong to swallow the second half of the sentence.

"What can I know about things that even the people in Qintian Prison can't figure out? Just go tinker with your pile of crappy machines. Why do you care so much?"

"Hi! Uncle Ming!" Caihuaxiong's voice also became louder, "It's okay if you scold me, I should scold you, but why do you scold those machines? Without trains and ships, people can't go anywhere now."

"The zombie king was transported here by train and ship."

Uncle Ming glanced at Chen Bin who was soaking in the tub again.

Chen Bin could only smile awkwardly and did not dare to say anything.

He was currently soaked in a white liquid mixed with glutinous rice water and snake venom, and he did not dare to come out for most of the day.

Even the food was mostly steamed glutinous rice, and there was no trace of any fishy smell except snake gall.

Despite this, his face was still paler than when they first met, and he seemed to have lost more than ten pounds. He hung weakly on the edge of the tub, dejected.

Although many methods were used, as soon as the zombie king's corpse poison became clear, Chen Bin's life began to count down inexorably.

Each of these three people is more difficult to deal with than the last. Now that they are together, Yin Xiu feels breathless. If she stays with them for a while, she may become a loser herself.

Therefore, after seeing that the three people seemed to have stopped arguing for the time being, Yin Xiu stood up and left. Otherwise, if he stayed here any longer, Uncle Ming would definitely hold him responsible for bringing Cai Huaxiong here.

What else could he do if he didn't bring Naihua Xiong over?According to Uncle Mingming, the zombie king is very vindictive. If Caihuaxiong is not placed here, he will be eaten up by the zombie king in just a few days.

It was three o'clock in the afternoon. If it weren't for the shadow left by the zombie king, everything would look very peaceful in Yin Xiu's eyes.

While he was sighing with emotion, he saw someone hurriedly running past the street with a straw mat in his arms in the distance. It was Liu Banxian who was telling fortunes under the overpass.

That straw mat was both his money-making tool and his residence. It was Liu Banxian's only property except for the black cloth shirt that he never changed all year round.

Yin Xiu stopped him: "Mr. Liu, where are you going?"

"It's Brother Yin!"

Liu Banxian turned his head, his black round sunglasses reflecting in the sun, "I'm moving!"

"Moving? Where are you moving?"

Residents in Guangmingli all know that although Liu Banxian has no roof over his head, he can still be considered a person with a fixed residence. The big locust tree in front of the small park is his home.

"I recognized that tree as my godfather. It protects me." Liu Banxian said.

Liu Banxian seemed to have noticed Yin Xiu's doubts, and said happily: "I am traveling with you, the doctor who packs herbs for people, and he invited me to stay in his pigeon cage for a while."

"Don't you like living with others and say you have mysophobia?"

Liu Banxian sighed: "Today is different from the past, Brother Yin, haven't you heard? There are zombies everywhere now. I only caught two at the West Kowloon Police Station last night, alive! They bite everyone they see! It is said that I only caught two of them, and the others have gone to who knows where!"

He shrank his neck, seeming a little cold.

"Zombies are blood-sucking. Who is not afraid of encountering them? If I still live outside at this time, they will become a buffet in minutes." Yin Xiu was stunned. First, it was Mong Kok, then To Kwa Wan, and now Kowloon.

Originally, Yin Xiu thought there was a chance to control the situation, but now it seems that the zombies are spreading faster than he realized.

He was in a daze when Liu Banxian came up to him and mysteriously handed him a small bag.

"Brother Yin, this is for you."

Yin Xiu silently took the bag, weighed it in her hands, and found that it was a bag of glutinous rice.

"Liu Banxian, I already have this thing with me, don't I need it?"

Liu Banxian waved his hands repeatedly, "I'll give it to you as promised. It's just a small gesture. It's different from yesterday. Now many rice shops don't sell glutinous rice. Everyone heard that glutinous rice can prevent zombies, so they all ran to buy it. Now even Those glutinous rice cakes and glutinous rice balls are all gone."

Before he could finish speaking, Yin Xiu thanked him, took the glutinous rice unceremoniously and ran outside.

Liu Banxian shook his head and said: "It's too late. I'm afraid you have to go to Yuen Long to buy glutinous rice now! The ones around here have been sold out long ago!"

Of course, Yin Xiu couldn't run away to Yuen Long, otherwise it would be dark when he came back, and it would be difficult to encounter a few zombies.

But just like Liu Banxian said, when he finally squeezed into the crowd and reached the front row, he only bought less than half a catty of glutinous rice.

This was something he got by relying on his reputation and relying on friendship to half-rob and half-buy from the rice shop owner.

When they walked into Uncle Ming's residence dejectedly, the three of them still occupied a corner each and did not speak to each other.

Uncle Ming said nonchalantly: "What's wrong? You've become completely wilted after going out?"

Yin Xiu picked up the small bag of glutinous rice in her hand and said helplessly: "The thing is like this, like this, like this..."

After listening to Yin Xiu's account, Chen Bin's face became even worse, but he still forced a smile.

"The Zombie King didn't even kill me in person, so what's a little bit of corpse poison? Since glutinous rice is in such short supply right now, why don't we soak it in glutinous rice water? I lose two kilograms at a time, which makes me feel sad just looking at it."

"pick!"

Uncle Ming made a sound and looked at Chen Bin as if he were a fool.

Seeing that the three of them were puzzled, he could only shake his head and point to the small utility room: "Yin Xiu, go and take a look inside."

Yin Xiu was confused and could only follow the instructions and walk to the room filled with strange things.

As soon as he opened the door, the first thing that caught his eye were the five big bags in the corner. They were sacks for rice, each of which could hold fifty or sixty kilograms of rice.

"This is?"

Uncle Ming took a sip of tea and said calmly: "Yesterday, I asked Hutchison to deliver three hundred kilograms of glutinous rice to that rice shop."

"Then it doesn't need so much, right?" Yin Xiu exclaimed.

"Not much. My stall needs several kilograms of rice a day."

Hearing what Uncle Ming said, Caihua Xiong seemed very happy. He held Chen Bin's hand tightly and said, "Brother, don't worry now. These glutinous rice can last you at least three months."

Uncle Ming sneered: "Three months? It doesn't take that long. In another week, this kid will become a zombie."

(End of this chapter)