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Chapter 376: The Golden Curse, Meeting Madonna

"Senior, I'm here!"

He Yingqiu took the towel from Hong Chen with a smile on his face, turned around and put it on Fu Sheng's forehead.

Although Kuang Tianyou was full of concern and worry about Fu Sheng, he couldn't help but feel curious when he saw He Yingqiu's almost undisguised flattery and fawning look.

"Ah Chen, what is this, Uncle Qiu..."

Hong Chen smiled and said, "Why are you asking me about his affairs?"

Kuang Tianyou watched He Yingqiu walk out of the room with the basin in his hand with a smile on his face. He looked at Fusheng who was sleeping peacefully, then followed him.

After a while.

When Kuang Tianyou came back, his eyes were filled with even more scrutiny and curiosity towards Hong Chen.

After a while, he held Fu Sheng's hand and couldn't help asking, "Are you really over a hundred years old?"

"Isn't it similar?"

Kuang Tianyou smiled bitterly: "How are we similar?" He pointed at his face, "Look at me, a zombie, I don't look as young as you."

"This shows that I have a way to keep my youth."

"Really? I thought you had become an immortal."

Hong Chen smiled but said nothing.

If he really had become an immortal, he would be able to kill people indiscriminately in this world.

Kuang Tianyou changed the subject and asked, "Do you have any solution for the resurrection situation?"

"I have an idea." Hong Chen nodded, looked up and called He Yingqiu.

"I know that although you haven't been out exorcising demons in recent years, you have still mastered the skills of Maoshan. Now that the situation of resurrection is clear, if you can't eliminate your blood addiction, then there is no choice but to completely eliminate this zombie."

After these words were spoken, although Kuang Tianyou's expression changed slightly, he did not refute.

If he were forced to suck human blood, he might not even give others a chance to think of a solution and would just ask people to kill him.

So, even though Yamamoto Kazuo is cruel, that is mostly towards others. The reason he bit Yamamoto Mirai was that he couldn't bear to part with his own blood relatives.

Kuang Tianyou was different. He could watch He Axiu die in front of him without saying a word.

There is no need to say more about who the real ruthless person is.

He Yingqiu frowned and said, "Senior, I have read many Maoshan classics, but as far as I know, there has never been a method that can help zombies eliminate their blood addiction since records began."

"nonsense!"

Hong Chen glanced at him and said, "That's because in the past, Maoshan's method of dealing with zombies was very simple. Ninety-nine percent of them were directly destroyed, and the rest, if they could be controlled, were controlled and used as corpse-raising props, but these things still had the fate of being destroyed in the end. Therefore, the reason why there is no record of it is because no one in the past has ever thought of helping zombies eliminate their blood addiction."

Kuang Tianyou nodded and said, "That's right. Not having it and being unable to do it are two different things. Since people in the past have never done it, it doesn't mean that such a thing doesn't exist."

"I understand."

He Yingqiu suddenly realized. He pondered for a moment before saying, "It is impossible to completely eliminate the zombies' blood addiction, because blood is their food, just like it is impossible to make people not eat."

Hong Chen snapped his fingers in approval: "You are right! So we must also change our thinking."

"Since it cannot be eliminated, then... replace it?"

Hong Chen smiled even more: "Not bad, not bad, you are still very spiritual!"

He Yingqiu was so happy to be praised that all the wrinkles on his face were piled up together, making him look like an old chrysanthemum.

"Senior, do you have any suggestions?"

Hong Chen shook his head decisively: "No, I have never thought of making such a thing, so this matter can only rely on you. However, since you are able to inherit the mantle of Taoist Master Mao Xiaofang, I think this little thing should not stop you."

He Yingqiu had no ideas in his mind at the moment, so he felt pressured when listening to his flattery.

Seeing this, Hong Chen said, "If you can successfully research this kind of thing, it will be useful for Fusheng and Tianyou, as well as other zombies. It will also make our Maoshan famous again, and even make an outstanding contribution to the world. I don't care about others, but as your predecessor, I also have a reward for you."

Suddenly, He Yingqiu looked at him fiercely, his face full of anticipation.

Hong Chen smiled and began to chant a spell.

"Xuanzong of Heaven and Earth, Wan Qi's roots..."

Because of his high level of cultivation and his great proficiency in the Golden Light Curse, as soon as the first word came out of his mouth, pure golden light instantly emerged from Hong Chen's body.

Kuang Tianyou, who was sitting next to him, suddenly felt uncomfortable and had to get up and move away.

Although He Yingqiu also felt that the golden light was dazzling, he was reluctant to close his eyes or turn his head away, and he kept his eyes fixed even though tears were streaming down his face.

Hong Chen insisted on finishing the spell, and a layer of light shield as if it was real wrapped around his body. A golden aura rose and circulated, making him look like a god or an immortal.

"Golden Light Mantra! This is the Golden Light Mantra!"

He Yingqiu wiped the tears from his face excitedly and reached out to touch her, but did not dare to get too close.

When Hong Chen saw this, his eyes moved, and golden light instantly rose from He Yingqiu's body.

Turning his head, he looked at Kuang Tianyou: "Forget it, this thing is not suitable for you."

Kuang Tianyou smiled bitterly and waved his hand. After a long time, He Yingqiu finally rubbed it enough, and Hong Chen put away the golden light and said, "If you really develop a substitute, I will teach you the Golden Light Mantra, and... I will teach you until you learn it."

"Don't worry, senior. I will definitely be able to complete it!" He Yingqiu bowed and then turned to Kuang Tianyou and said, "Fusheng will be fine if he stays with me. You can go first!"

Kuang Tianyou: "I..."

"I don't want to hear it!" He Yingqiu waved his hand. "I'm very busy right now. If you really care about resurrection, then immediately leave your time and space to me. Otherwise, every second you stay here is equivalent to delaying resurrection by one second."

Kuang Tianyou said helplessly but also relieved: "Okay, I'll leave right away."

He put his arm around Hong Chen's shoulders and left the game hall together.

As soon as the two of them left, He Yingqiu, who was following behind, couldn't wait to pull down the rolling door.

"It can be seen that Uncle Qiu is very motivated. Thank you!"

"Why are you thanking me? It's not time yet. Do you think it's done?"

Kuang Tianyou's expression immediately changed, "Zhenzhen!"

Hong Chen smiled and said, "I thought you had forgotten about her. But Wang Zhenzhen, you don't have to worry either. Do you remember what I said about her identity?"

Kuang Tianyou frowned and thought for a moment, then said, "Saintess?"

"Oh, right. Her special identity means that she must have been captured for a specific purpose, so you don't have to worry about her safety. In addition, I can also tell you that Wang Zhenzhen and Yamamoto Kazuo originally had a predestined relationship, so Wang Zhenzhen was Yamamoto Kazuo's wife in the previous life, so you don't have to worry that Yamamoto Kazuo will harm her."

Kuang Tianyou instantly turned his head and looked at Hong Chen.

Hong Chen understood and comforted him, "Don't worry, I have broken your predestined marriage. Now you and Wang Zhenzhen are a perfect match, and no one can change that."

Kuang Tianyou finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then said, "Zhenzhen must have been taken to Japan. I want to go there right away, otherwise I won't feel at ease."

"I understand, but even if you buy a plane ticket right now, it won't be much faster. Go home and wait for my call."

Kuang Tianyou wanted to say more, but Hong Chen said, "Believe me, she will come back safely."

Only then did he nod.

Hong Chen turned around, got in the car, and headed straight to Lingling Hall.

After knocking on the door, it took a long time for Ma Xiaoling to open the door.

Her hair was disheveled, her eyes were bleary-eyed, and she was still wearing the same clothes she had worn last night.

"Haven't you slept enough yet?" Hong Chen asked with a smile.

Ma Xiaoling walked towards the bedroom with a limp body and said, "I drank too much yesterday. I still have a headache." The fact is, the conversation after Madonna appeared last night made her unable to fall asleep. She fell asleep in a daze only after dawn.

"Then you sleep a little longer, I'll wait for you."

"I'm not going to sleep anymore." Ma Xiaoling stood at the door of the bedroom, leaned against the door frame, turned around, rubbed her eyes and said, "What's the matter?"

Hong Chen looked at her appearance and shook his head, saying, "It's nothing serious. Take a shower and change your clothes first, and I'll talk to you later."

"Okay, then get whatever you want to drink." She turned around, closed the door and locked it. Soon, the sound of water was heard from inside.

Hong Chen came to the scroll and lit three incense sticks.

Staring at the scroll, the corners of his mouth curled up, and then he closed his eyes.

The view changed instantly and came to a vast grassland.

Hong Chen looked around but saw no one, so he said, "Miss Ma, maybe you have forgotten that we have met before."

Madonna, who was hiding in the dark, not only did not dare to show up, but also covered her face with her hands.

'It's over, it's over, how could it be him? How could it be him? He hasn't aged at all, and he looks exactly the same as I saw that night many years ago... The person Xiaoling is talking about must be him, but how is this possible? Why hasn't he changed at all? Is he a zombie? No, no, no, it's impossible. He is the descendant of the Shangqing Sect of Maoshan, he can't be a zombie! Could it be...he has become an immortal?'

Madonna couldn't stop mumbling in her mind and couldn't hear Hong Chen calling her from outside.

until……

A bright light suddenly penetrated her hands and entered her eyes, and Madonna was stunned.

Then, a voice sounded in front of him: "Why don't you see me, fellow Taoist?"

“I…” Madonna put down her hand hesitantly, but still bowed her head deeply, and whispered: “You have achieved success in your cultivation and your appearance has not changed, but I am no longer the same as I was back then. After so many years, I really don’t have the face to meet you.”

Hong Chen looked at her shy appearance, his sword-like eyebrows twitched, and his expression suddenly changed slightly.

Taking a deep breath, he said in a calm tone, "Fellow Daoist, you don't have to be like this. Everyone has their own talents and luck on the path of cultivation. I'm just a little luckier. Besides, the Ma family of the exorcist dragon clan has been committed to slaying demons and eliminating evil for generations. Fellow Daoist has been traveling all year round and has little time to sit and practice. This is a great merit, so how can you allow others to comment on it?"

If it were anything else, Madonna might still remain unmoved, but when it comes to the exorcist dragon clan, she would definitely not remain silent.

After all, that was what she had fought for her whole life.

Madonna finally got rid of the image of herself that she had become fat and distorted. She slowly raised her head and faced Hong Chen. Her eyes, still round and bright, once again took in the old friend whom she had only briefly met.

After a long while, she sighed deeply: "Fellow Daoist Lingchen, long time no see."

Hong Chen smiled and said, "Friend Ma, long time no see!"

(End of this chapter)