I Am the Corpse Master

"What spit? Bring me water. If you don't wash my butt, I'll shoot you."

The faces of the two hapless guards were as ugly as eating Xiang.

"Real warriors dare to face the pale light) (slack, dare to face the dripping fountain. Amitabha~"

Jiang Lin observed a moment of silence for the two guards, who might starve to death because they could not eat.

Uncle Ninth couldn't hold back for a long time, and after the door opened, he ran out.

"Qiusheng, Wencai, don't think about Huiyizhuang if you don't take a bath seven or eight times."

The ninth uncle warned the two apprentices that they would not be allowed to enter the door until the odor was completely removed.

Qiusheng and Wencai sniffed the clothes on their body and said, "There is no smell."

Jiang Lin really felt sorry for these two senior brothers. Their sense of smell was seriously degraded, and I wondered if they could recover in the future.

Thinking about it, I was afraid. I smelled the scent in the corner all afternoon, and it was still very heavy.

"Take it! Take it easy!"

The wailing of the commander came from outside.

After Qiusheng and Wencai also went out, Jiang Lin entered the corpse formation.

"Nianying, after the battle, close your eyes, close your mouth and nose. Otherwise, you will vomit all night."

Holding Nianying's wrist in one hand, Jiang Lin took Nianying out of the ancestral hall three or four meters in one step.

"It's a great feeling to breathe fresh air."

"Jiang Lin, you smell so bad."

Nianying covered her mouth and nose and took two steps back.

Nima, how stinky this is!

Jiang Lin was speechless, he stayed in the depths of the ancestral hall for less than a minute, and the stench on his body reached this level.

"raging!"

The Yang Yan in his body was instantly forced out by Jiang Lin, clearing the stench from his body.

"Jiang...Lin, you caught fire just now."

"It's just magic, let's go, the smell on my body is gone."

Nianying snorted, continued to pull Jiang Lin's clothes, and followed Jiang Lin.

After returning to the commander's mansion, Jiu Shu and others stayed there first.

The problem of the big marshal has not been solved, they can't go, and there is something weird in Michelin.

The big handsome collapsed and lay on the bed. Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai, who had the same experience as him, were also wilted as if they had been beaten by frost.

"I didn't expect them to be here, Jie Jie, the witch formation in Tengteng Town has already been set up. In this case, the heir of Yan Zhi's old chops, just wait for me to give you a big gift."

In the woods outside the Grand Marshal's Mansion, the masked ghost witch's eyes were full of resentment.

"Cough cough..."

Masked Ghost Wuka gushed out a mouthful of blood. Originally, he had to retreat to cultivate, but he couldn't rest assured about his plans.

He found a small zombie waiting to be born in Tengteng Town. In order to keep it, the masked ghost witch did not hesitate to waste his lifespan, forced the wounded body, and set up a witch formation in the town.

Now his hair has turned a lot whiter, and his body exudes a rancid stench.

"It's all because of that kid, don't let me catch your chance to go out alone, Jie Jie...cough!"

"Can this body still use the abandoned baby formation...cough!"

Chapter [-] Red and White Crash

Because of the severe injuries, it is difficult for the masked ghost witch to even use witchcraft, so he can only reluctantly arrange the formation.

As long as he didn't meet Jiang Lin and Ninth Uncle directly, the masked ghost witch was confident that he could still make them lose a few layers of skin.

In the commander's mansion, the servants ground the collected corpse teeth into powder, and then poured water into the commander.

Dashuai has accumulated poison in his body for a long time, and he has not undergone poison control treatment, so it will take a day or two to recover.

Even if he didn't accumulate poison for so long, the commander scurried like that, and he wouldn't be able to get up after a day or two.

"Master Zhengying, my sister specially cut the horse's hoof for you to eat."

The next day, Nianying brought a plate of horseshoes to Uncle Jiu's room.

"This box of wife cakes is your sister's favorite, you can give it to her."

Ninth Uncle looked at Michelin who was looking out of the door, and regretted in his heart why he went up the mountain to study the Fa and missed a good fate.

"Uncle Shi, while the commander can't go to the ground, let's check the situation of the commander's wife."

Jiu Shu was recalling his past with his sister Lian, when Jiang Lin entered his room.

"Right! I almost forgot about it."

It was only at this time that Uncle Ninth remembered that the fetus in Michelin's womb seemed to be a little off.

At this moment, the voice of Michelin's pregnancy pain came.

Jiang Lin and Ninth Uncle rushed over.

The two looked through the blinds to check on Michelin.

The maid inside is feeding Michelin with the brain of an animal.

"Oops, why is there an evil baby here."

When Uncle Ninth saw an evil baby clay puppet placed under the cabinet beside Michelin's bed, his heart suddenly tightened.

"Uncle Shi, this maid has already been controlled. It should be controlled by that evil baby. It seems that Mrs. Marshal is pregnant with the evil baby."

Ninth Uncle's face was pale, and he panicked for a while. The evil baby entered the body. Once he was born, the mother's body would be sucked out of blood and essence and died.

"Uncle, go back and think for a long time. This evil baby seems to be one of the batch of spiritual babies we gave to Aunt Zhe."

Jiang Lin was worried that Uncle Ninth would be confused. Now that Michelin is the wife of the great handsome, they can't be seen peeping here. If Uncle Ninth breaks into Michelin's room, it will be a big problem.

"Jiang Lin, go to Aunt Zhe and bring the spirit baby over. I'll try to get the evil baby out and deal with him."

Evil infants are different from other spiritual infants. If they encounter danger, they can directly control their mother's body.

If Ninth Uncle forcibly dealt with him, he would hurt his sister Lian.

Jiang Lin pondered for a moment, and felt that this was the only way, he and Ninth Uncle could deal with this evil baby, but the key was that they were fighting against the rat now.

"But Uncle Shi, it's my first time to the county seat. I don't know how to get from here to Gu Gu's Daotang."

Ninth Uncle frowned. Now Qiusheng and Wencai's four legs are all soft, let alone go to Aunt Zhe's place, just let them walk a mile, and the two of them have to collapse on the ground.

And he didn't want to go away himself, he had to watch Michelin's affairs to be relieved.

What's more, after what happened last time, it was better that he and Gu Gu could not see each other.

The road from the county seat to the Cane Gudaotang is again a roundabout way, and it has to pass through the barren mountains and mountains.

"Nianying!"

At this moment, Nianying passed by the door of the ninth uncle and was called by the ninth uncle.

"Do you know the Taoist temple of Gu Zhe in Dongtou Village, thirty miles away?"

"I know, my sister and I have been there."

"Alright then, take Jiang Lin to Aunt Zhe, we are in a hurry."

Seeing Uncle Jiu's seriousness, Nianying didn't dare to neglect, and immediately took Jiang Lin out of the Commander's Mansion.

"Jiang Lin, are you running over there? Or I'll take you on a bike."

"No second bike yet?"

"Nothing."

"Sit still."

Jiang Lin rode Nianying's bicycle and let Nianying sit in the back to show him the way.

Nianying naturally hugged Jiang Lin's waist from behind.

After Jiang Lin left, the masked ghost witch came out of the woods. He sneered and followed silently.

"Jiang Lin, don't ride so fast, it's a little cold."

Although it is almost spring in March, the wind outside is still quite strong.

Jiang Lin didn't think much about it, he let the yang energy out and covered Nianying.

The masculinity of a man is quite lethal to a little girl.

"Jiang Lin, you are so warm, it is so warm to hold you."

Nianying hugged Jiang Lin tightly and put her face on his back.

"..."

When the two arrived at Aunt Zhe's Taoist Church, Jiang Lin greeted Aunt Zhe and carried Lingying's clay puppet back on a tricycle.

"It's so fragrant, it seems to be the smell of steamed pork with dried plums and vegetables."

On the barren mountains and ridges, Nianying stopped the bicycle, washed her nose and smelled a special smell.

"Steamed pork with dried plums and vegetables? How can there be such a smell in the wild mountains and mountains?"

Jiang Lin also stopped the car, his nose moved, and he looked around.

It doesn't taste right!

At this moment, in the barren forest not far away, a group of birds fluttered and flew.

At the same time, there was a sudden burst of smoke on the way to and from, and festive music and mourning music came out.

As the smoke gradually dissipated, a group of figures in bright red gowns appeared in the back road, and a red sedan chair was carried and slowly approached Jiang Lin and Nianying.