Zhutian: Everything starts from becoming a disciple of Uncle Jiu!

Chapter 440: The missing junior brother Hua (Ma Ning'er) in the era of zombies!
Morgue.

“Tsk tsk tsk, I didn’t expect this foreign zombie to be so strange. It’s actually afraid of silver!”

Taoist Simu came to the morgue and looked at the corroded pieces of ocean on Franzu's body with sighs and heartache.

As everyone knows, there is silver in the ocean, but Taoist Simu did not expect that vampires would be so afraid of silver.

No, it should be said that he didn't expect that silver could actually hurt foreign zombies, which made him feel good and bad. The good thing was that he knew how to deal with foreign zombies, and the bad thing was that he didn't feel sorry for the money, okay, he just felt sorry for the money that was damaged!!
He's in pain.
He feels so distressed!!!

"It can still be used after washing, but it costs a bit."

Seeing the pain in Taoist Simu's eyes, Zhao Zheng thought for a moment and said that it might be a problem with Franzu's strength.

It is true that the dark energy in Franzu's body can corrode the ocean, but the amount of corrosion is not much, not as much as those who steal silver from the ocean.

"Oh, that's okay!"

Taoist Simu spoke, and his relieved look made Uncle Jiu roll his eyes in disgust, and then he asked.

"How come you have time to come here?"

"Of course it's the corpse-driving. And Junior Brother Hua seems to be missing... Oh no, Jiale!"

Thinking of the banana tree in the yard, Taoist Simu's face changed. He turned around and ran out of the morgue. He was so fast that Zhao Zheng didn't have time to withdraw the formation.

No one came to stop it.

bang——

Just like the big characters before, Taoist Simu was sticking his whole body to the golden barrier raised by the formation.

"..."×3+1
Uncle Jiu and the other two's eyelids twitched as they watched. Zhao Zheng quickly made a seal and withdrew the formation, ignoring the angry glare from Taoist Simu.

"Wait... humph!"

Seeing that Uncle Jiu was still there, Taoist Simu turned his head and snorted, and walked out of the morgue. When everyone left the morgue, they saw Jia Le leading a row of zombies standing in front of the banana tree curiously.

"Hey, are you a goblin? Or a female ghost?"

"... Jiale."

Taoist Simu glared and shouted, but in his heart he was somewhat surprised that the banana female ghost did not stop Jiale.

You know, when he first entered the charity cemetery, the banana tree wanted to give him a leaf, so why didn't the banana tree attack Jia Le?

"Actually, it knows you, Uncle Master..."

Zhao Zheng explained that in order to prevent unnecessary accidents, he had already shown the Banana ghost the photos of Taoist Simu and others, and told the ghost Qingqing that Taoist Simu and others were their own people and there was no need to stop them.

As for why the Banana Ghost wanted to give the Taoist Simu a leaf, it was because the Banana Ghost did not recognize the Taoist Simu at first.

"..."×1+3
Not to mention the expressions of Uncle Jiu and the other two, Taoist Simu stared at Zhao Zheng expressionlessly, which made Uncle Jiu cough.

"Ahem, I'm glad Jiale is okay. Let's go and park these customers first. By the way, you seemed to be asking what happened to Junior Brother Hua?"

Uncle Jiu changed the subject. Taoist Simu frowned when he heard this. Uncle Jiu looked at Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai and said, "You two help Jia Le send those customers... to the Ghost Sealing Library first!"

"Oh!"×2
Qiu Sheng and the other two began to help. Taoist Simu sighed and said, "Junior Brother Hua is missing, and half of the disciples are missing with him..."

"This...is not right, why didn't I know that?"

Uncle Jiu frowned, wondering why he didn't know about this. Taoist Simu looked helpless and didn't care that Zhao Zheng was beside him. He just spoke to Uncle Jiu in a bad mood.

"The news has been suppressed. I also learned about it by accident. But there is good news. Although Junior Brother Hua is missing, he is not dead. However, half of his disciples are..."

Taoist Simu sighed and didn't say anything else. Uncle Jiu frowned, and knowing the fate of half of the disciples, he sighed and looked at Taoist Simu again.

Taoist Simu saw that Uncle Jiu was still confused, so he began to tell the story of Junior Brother Hua's disappearance. The matter was simple.
It was Junior Brother Hua who built a Taoist temple in Hunan a month ago and successfully added it to the 72 temples of Maoshan.

Then, after accepting some disciples, Junior Brother Hua took his disciples to catch zombies. And then... Junior Brother Hua disappeared. Half of the disciples who were taken to catch zombies were also suspected to have died.

No, not all of them.

There are still four disciples alive!
Zhao Zheng muttered in his heart. After hearing what Taoist Simu said, he also knew who this Junior Brother Hua was.
That's Ma Ning'er.
In other words, the protagonist of the zombie era!
Flying zombie, bald guy, leader of the Axe Gang...

"Can such a thing be kept secret?"

Uncle Jiu frowned slightly, Taoist Simu rolled his eyes helplessly and explained, "I'm afraid of losing face. Also, Senior Brother, you know Junior Brother Hua's father..."

"...That's how much Senior Uncle Hua cares about his reputation. Besides, Junior Brother Hua's Taoist temple was just built not long ago and he just opened its doors to accept disciples. If this matter gets out..."

Uncle Jiu frowned and said nothing. This was true, but he couldn't accept it. However, he didn't think about it too much. Instead, he frowned and said, "Could it be that Junior Brother Hua encountered the Ghost King on the way?"

"It's not the Ghost King..."

Taoist Simu shook his head affirmatively, and Uncle Jiu also nodded after thinking of the power of Junior Brother Hua's magic sword.

After all, Junior Brother Hua’s magic sword can even kill purple zombies... Wait, thinking about it, he looked at Taoist Simu with a frown.

Taoist Simu said solemnly, "The zombie that Junior Brother Hua caught...according to what we have learned, it is suspected to be a flying zombie!"

"Flying zombie!"

Uncle Jiu widened his eyes, thinking that Taoist Simu was joking with him, but after thinking about it, he felt that it was not the case.

"It's just a suspicion... Some people also say that the zombie is only a half-step flying zombie... But... I don't understand how badly Junior Brother Hua was injured that he couldn't even contact the sect."

Taoist Simu frowned and said, Uncle Jiu frowned and suddenly the corners of his mouth twitched a few times. He looked at Taoist Simu and asked.

"Do you think... Junior Brother Hua has a good reputation?"

"what?"

Taoist Simu was stunned, and his expression immediately became strange. Uncle Jiu was the same. Zhao Zheng just felt that this was a strange guy.
He is willing to sacrifice his life just for the sake of face!

"If that's the case, then I'll just drive the corpse while I look for Brother Hua. I wanted to leave the body with you temporarily."

Taoist Simu spoke with a strange expression on his face. Looking at Uncle Jiu's eyes, he rolled his eyes and said helplessly.

"It's just a joke. If I didn't want to go find him, why would I take Jiale on a journey for a whole day and night..."

"Oh, by the way, where did Junior Brother Hua disappear? I'll go find him with you after I've dealt with the foreign zombies..."

Uncle Jiu opened his mouth to ask, but before he could finish, he was interrupted by Taoist Simu, who then looked at Zhao Zheng with a smile.

"A Zheng, do you know who I saw when I came to Renjia Town just now? I saw a foreign monk who looked very similar to a monk. It's a pity that I don't know any magic to keep a picture, otherwise, hahaha..."

"Foreign monk?"

Zhao Zheng raised his eyebrows. The foreign monk who looked very similar to Master Ikkyu, wasn't that Father Wu from Jiuquan Town? !
Why did he come to Renjia Town? !

"Yes, that foreign monk looks exactly like a Buddhist monk..."

Taoist Simu spoke with a smile. After he finished speaking, he looked at Uncle Jiu's eyes and winked at Zhao Zheng. After seeing Zhao Zheng walk into the morgue, he looked at Uncle Jiu helplessly.

"Brother, you'd better not go..."

"Ok?"

"What I mean is that you stay and help me take care of Jiale. I can go alone. Stop, listen to me first. Uncle Hua has done me a favor. If it weren't for Uncle Hua, I wouldn't be able to enter the Summoning Temple. It's natural for me to go to find Junior Brother Hua, but you, senior brother, don't have to, and you can't go..."

Taoist Simu spoke, and seeing that Uncle Jiu looked like he was about to get angry, he pointed at Jiale where the corpse was placed in the Ghost Sealing Warehouse.

"Brother, I only have this one disciple..."

"..."

Uncle Jiu was silent, especially when he saw Taoist Simu as if he was telling him about his last affairs, he became even more silent.

"Brother, if I unfortunately die at the hands of a flying zombie on this trip, you will help me support Jia Le for a few years until he becomes a master. Don't worry, I won't let you support him in vain. The house I live in..."

Taoist Simu stopped talking, blinked his eyes and looked at his uncle Jiu who was looking at him with a smile, and subconsciously took two steps back.

"Brother, the juniors are all here..."

Swish!
bang——

"I'm going to have a heart-to-heart talk with your uncle. Qiu Sheng, take Jia Le to the morgue to see the difference between foreign zombies!"

Uncle Jiu's voice rang out as the wooden door of the guest room slammed shut. Standing at the door of the morgue, Zhao Zheng looked at Taoist Simu, who was pinched by Uncle Jiu's neck and flashed over ten meters into the guest room in the blink of an eye.

Hope everyone is ok!!

Zhao Zheng murmured in his heart that he could understand Taoist Simu's behavior and feelings in entrusting his son to the care of others. After all, flying zombies were the pinnacle of existence in this era.

It’s much more powerful than the Ghost King or something like that!
"How about going and seeing it..."

Thinking about the flying zombie's transformation into corpse gas, and the half-flying zombie that he, Uncle Jiu and three other people had to work together to kill, Zhao Zheng felt it necessary to go and see this flying zombie.

"Junior Brother A Zheng!"

Jiale's voice came from outside the door. Zhao Zheng looked at Jiale and Qiu Sheng at the door, pinched the seal and removed the formation. "Brother Jiale, you came at the right time. Look, this is the foreign zombie, vampire, and blood clan I told you about last time!"

"oh oh……"

Jiale looked curiously at Franzu, who was tied up with chains and steel nails on the ground. Zhao Zheng walked to Franzu and introduced him.

"Foreign zombies are different from our zombies. They are not afraid of mahogany swords, but are afraid of crosses, silver products, and garlic..."

"Damn yellow skin..."

Bang!
click-

what--

As Zhao Zheng stepped on Franzu's head, causing a bone-breaking sound, a shrill scream and blood came out of Franzu's mouth, which made Jiale and the other two swallow and take a step back.

“… Come closer!”

Looking at the three cowardly people, Zhao Zheng spoke unhappily, and Jiale and the other two subconsciously responded with "oh oh oh" and stepped forward.

"And foreign zombies are not as stiff as our zombies. To some extent, foreign zombies are as flexible as humans..."

Zhao Zheng continued with the introduction, and when he finished, he took out some silver, made three crosses, and handed them to Jia Le and the other two.

"Come on, give it a stab and try!"

"Huh?"×3
"Ah, you guys, this foreign zombie is actually from England. Back then, opium..." Zhao Zheng began to talk about the history.

Before he finished telling the history, he started to stop the three Jiale people who were angry. There was no other way. If he didn't stop them, the three Jiale people would stab Franzu into a window screen.

"I'll kill you later..."

Zhao Zheng stopped Jia Le and the other two who were furious. Franzu, who was almost lying on the ground like a window screen, felt that he had misunderstood Zhao Zheng, a good man.

"...wait until I ask if there are any other vampires in the town before you poke it. Come, try the garlic!" Zhao Zheng spoke when he saw that the three men had recovered their mood, and Franzu on the ground widened his eyes.

“Fuck… ah…”

Franzu's screams continued, and Zhao Zheng and the other three tried all kinds of things to deal with vampires.

Just when Franzu thought everything was over, Zhao Zheng took out a magic weapon from behind and looked at Jiale and the other two.

"Come on, keep going!"

"You're so meow...ah..."

Franzu's screams continued. After a while, Jiale and the other two looked at the useless magic weapons in their hands in surprise.

"Foreign zombies are not afraid of our magic weapons?"

"Even the Corpse Suppression Talisman has no effect on it!"

"Do we need to prepare a set of magical weapons to deal with foreign zombies in the future?" Qiu Sheng and the other two talked to each other.

"You can prepare, but... there's no need to prepare." Zhao Zheng said, and then he threw a blue corpse-suppressing talisman onto the forehead of Franzu, who was still cursing.

Franzu was frozen in an instant, and his body was shaking like the big zombie in the zombie family that was stuck in the small town corpse talisman.

"Is it because of the different races? Is that why the effect of the blue talisman is so weak? No, it's not just that, it seems to be related to the server..."

Looking at the blue talisman which was particularly weak and shouldn't be so weak, Zhao Zheng pondered secretly in his heart. Subconsciously, he thought of the Yin-Yang corpse in the Monster City plot.

After thinking about it, he looked at Jiale and the other two and said, "Let's get ready. Carry more silver and rice with you when you go out. Just in case you really encounter a vampire!"

Jiale and the other two nodded, but did not ask what the rice was used for, because Zhao Zheng had tested the vampire's obsessive-compulsive disorder of counting rice grains on them.

"Three senior brothers, please go out first. I will interrogate it to see if there are other vampires in the town!" Zhao Zheng said.

Jiale and the other two said that they didn't need to leave and could just interrogate together. However, soon, as Zhao Zheng and Franzu said some heartfelt words, Jiale and the other two thought it was better to leave.

"Hmm? You really don't have to leave?"

"No need!"×3
Looking at Zhao Zheng's hand holding Franzu's heart, Jiale and the other two shook their heads with pale faces. Zhao Zheng nodded, no longer forcing, and continued to interrogate Franzu.

After a while,
Jiale and the other two said they had a stomachache!

Zhao Zheng nodded, not caring when Jiale and the other two became toilet companions. He removed the formation and released the three people.

After the formation was restored, Zhao Zheng glanced at the guest room and closed the door. He looked at Franzu who was still cursing, and a gentle smile like a boy next door appeared on his face. He moved his feet slightly.
The Empress was summoned, the Qimen was opened, and as the Qimen magic was activated, the ground beneath Franzu rose up, forming a stone operating table.

Zhao Zheng took out various surgical instruments from his back, looked at Franzu curiously after he stopped scolding, and took out a chainsaw and said.

"I'm curious. Well, based on your recovery ability, if I saw you in half, would you become two vampires?"

"No, you lunatic...ah..."

"Ah, where's your father? I haven't sawed yet. Come, let's pull out a tooth first. I remember you called us yellow-skinned monkeys thirty times in total. Let's round it up. I'll pull out a hundred sets of your teeth first!"

Zhao Zheng put down the chainsaw and took out pliers. Franzu looked at Zhao Zheng with wide eyes and said, "No, there is no one who rounds off like you."

"Open your mouth!"

"You damn yellow-skinned bastard..."

"Two hundred pairs!"

"???"

what--

As his teeth were pulled out, Franzu let out a terrifying scream. It was only because Zhao Zheng's formation had a soundproofing effect, otherwise, Uncle Jiu and the other two might have come over.

"Ahhh... you damn yellow skin..."

"One thousand!"

"???"

"Don't ask, if you ask, it's rounding!"

Zhao Zheng pulled out one of the four silver crosses left on Franzu's body and inserted it into Franzu's throat.

Looking at Franzu who couldn't be called, Zhao Zheng quickly pulled out Franzu's teeth with pliers. He didn't learn the rounding technique from a physical education teacher, but from a supermarket cashier in his previous life.

quickly,

Just five minutes.
The general gains are as follows!

Incomplete Franzu x5.

"Your recovery ability is really terrifying, huh? Are you dumb? Being dumb is just right. Come, let me see if I can remove your heart. Um... I'll see later. Let me study the dark energy in your body first!"

Looking at Franzu who was beginning to drool, Zhao Zheng glanced at the bottles and jars piled on the ground that could make up five Wuxin, and continued his research. The time passed quickly!
But in about half an hour, Zhao Zheng roughly understood the dark energy in Franzu, or in other words,

The blood energy of the vampires.

It is roughly similar to demonic energy, but it is fundamentally different. Blood energy is far dirtier and more filthy than demonic energy, and it is of a lower level, a bit like the difference between immortal power and mana.

Moreover, the blood energy as a whole exudes a fishy smell of blood, and is filled with messy negative emotions and other things.

“It’s not very useful, and it’s dead. But for those who seek immortality… it’s very useful!” Zhao Zheng looked at the left hand that looked sickly and pale, the left hand that had become vampire-like, and withdrew the third level of Wanqi·Nisheng.

As for the dead he mentioned, his left hand died after absorbing Franzu's blood energy, just like a zombie, but not stiff. It was a bit like a corpse that had just died not long ago.

Immortality? The meaning is simple, rebirth after death. After Zhao Zheng absorbed blood energy with the triple Wanqi Nisheng, he clearly found that his cells had changed, a kind of... decelerating change.

Or,

The reason why vampires are immortal!

"Huh? My left hand is so cold? Oh, vampires have low body temperatures, huh?"

Looking at his left hand that was returning to room temperature, Zhao Zheng raised his eyebrows and thought of a question, that is, whether the body temperature of female vampires is also low. If the body temperature is also low,

That...baby...

Cough cough cough cough cough...

Zhao Zheng stopped thinking with a strange look in his eyes, looked at the drooling Franzu with a strange expression, stretched out his hand to pull out the other's fangs.

"Wake up, don't sleep anymore. I'm going to start the formal interrogation, huh? Damn, where is your consciousness? It's gone just like that?"

Zhao Zheng, who wanted to complain that he hadn't used his strength yet, looked at the unconscious Franzu and thought that his endurance was really poor. He frowned and put away the bottles and jars that could form five careless bottles and jars, and looked at Franzu: "He's gone, but his memory should still be there, right?!"

As he spoke, Zhao Zheng stretched out his hand with a blue light and pressed it on Franzu's forehead. Very good, the memory was still there. After he felt relieved, he began to read Franzu's memory. As soon as he started reading, his eyebrows jumped and he said with surprise in his eyes.

"Hey, there really is a devil..."

(End of this chapter)