I Am the Corpse Master

"Big brother, hug."

Three hundred three pouted and came to Jiang Lin, and he had two more sisters.

Jiang Lin picked up the porcelain doll and looked at Sanbaisan's still painted face, he said, "The robe and the dharma can be removed."

The porcelain doll looked at Jiang Lin vigilantly. Could it be that something was discovered?

Impossible, his body is yin but his qi is yang, and he has a robe, so he didn't even notice Uncle Yimei and Uncle Hangu.

"do not want!"

Sanbaisan jumped out of Jianglin's arms and went to Yizhuang to play with his little zombie.

At night, Jiang Lin let Bai Miner and Xiaohong sleep in the same room, so that she would not be too lonely.

As for the two brides, they slept in the same house as his four wives, and the house was big enough and wide enough for the bed.

"Daughters-in-law, Master wants to hold disciples and grandchildren."

Like a hungry wolf, Jiang Lin pounced on a group of little sheep.

The six girls, together with a Sleeping Beauty, were covered with rain and dew all night.

After staying at home for a few days, Jiang Lin went to the county seat.

"Jerry, before you went to the tomb with the old master, have you ever encountered a Japanese demon?"

"Master, I met a group of people who wanted to be detrimental to the old master, but they were all eaten to the bone by me. It smells so bad!"

The Flying Mouse King stood with his arms on Jiang Lin's shoulders, waiting for Jiang Lin's praise.

"Crooked Rui Gu! Go back and add chicken drumsticks for you."

Haha, I can eat chicken too!

The Flying Mouse King was very excited, and he could also taste the taste of the thousand-year-old ginseng in Changbai Mountain.

"Master, I followed the old master to check the locations of the tombs. My subordinates told me that there are two more dangerous places. I also went to see them. It is not easy. The old master and I asked the commander to go to the tombs in other places first ."

Even this rat king is not easy?

Jiang Lin became interested in this trip to the county seat.

"Tell me about the specific situation."

Jiang Lin only knew the general thing from Zhang Han, and he didn't ask in detail if something happened.

"One is in the canyon, where there are a lot of Dianbai, and people are not allowed to enter; the other is in the mountain, where the poisonous gas is so strong that the mouse boy I sent to investigate came back and died."

Chapter [-] Point a gun at me, and you will be at your own risk!

"Dianbai? That's not a native plant. If those Dianbai were transplanted by humans, the owner of the tomb must have been a dignitary before his death, otherwise he would not have such financial resources."

Regardless of whether the owner of the tomb is a dignitary or other status, Jiang Lin is not very interested in the treasure in the tomb. As long as he helps the commander reduce his losses, then in return, the commander can help Jiang Lin a lot.

It's worth more than money.

The county seat is not far from Renjia Town, and the horse-drawn carriage arrived at the Dashuaifu in three hours.

"Oh, brother, you're back. Please sit down!"

When the commander saw Jiang Lin, he very politely welcomed him into the living room.

call me brother?

Jiang Lin was stunned for a moment, and then he reacted. This is because Nianying's dowry has already been prepared.

"Commander, what happened? The soldiers in your house seem to be injured."

Jiang Lin is a little strange. He has already agreed to the commander to help him visit the tomb. Renjiazhen is not far away. If he wants to go to the tomb, it is the same to find his master.Is it possible that this handsome man has updated his equipment and feels that he does not need the help of professionals?

With a sad look on his face, the commander told Jiang Lin that he was helpless.

Someone came from above, but he was not a believer, and he did not allow the commander to find Zhang Han, and forced the commander to take people to visit the tomb, resulting in heavy casualties.

"Is it the tomb of that canyon? Didn't even go inside?"

"Yeah, the patrolling envoy sent an adjutant to urge the tomb to go down, and he didn't let you find a Taoist priest."

The commander had a headache. Before, Jiang Lin's master was in charge, and they went down a few tombs before they went smoothly.

Now, if you do it alone, you will lose soldiers and generals at once, and many people will be killed and injured.

Jiang Lin listened to the commander's remarks, hehehe smiled, the boss of the commander was standing and commanding without back pain.

The tomb in the canyon is surrounded by Dianbai, all of which are hundreds or even thousands of years old. There may already be a big demon or even a demon king in it. Even the flying rat king feels that it is not easy. The army wants to enter. When visiting the tomb, I really thought I was related to the King of Hell.

Seeing the tough look on the handsome face, Jiang Lin thought it was very interesting. The commander often relies on his own troops and horses. He is usually like a mountain king, but he is not powerful. Now he has a boss. The adjutant of the ambassador made him less powerful.

It's really a high-ranking official crushing people.

Although the commander is called the commander, that is, a small army commander with an independent army, he is still far from the patrol envoy.

Even if the adjutant of the patrol envoy came, he had to be called the commander.

"Master, I didn't scare you, you are lucky to be back this time."

"Brother, what can I do? Adjutant Wang won't get in. If this continues, I will lose too much."

Jiang Lin shrugged. He was only responsible for helping to visit the tomb and making the commander's work smoother. As for how the commander would deal with the adjutant, it was not his business.

Asking a Taoist priest to talk to an adjutant who doesn't believe in evil is a chicken-and-duck talk.

Jiang Lin wouldn't do this kind of shit.

"Ma Dalong! Why haven't you set off yet?"

A big man in a military uniform came in from outside, holding his nostrils and looking at the big handsome.

The commander gave a smile to Adjutant Wang and introduced him, "Sir, this is Daoist Li Yang."

"No matter what the Taoist is, they are all swindlers."

Adjutant Wang glanced at Jiang Lin with a look of disdain. Even if this kid was not a swindler, what would happen? No matter how strong the Taoist technique was, could it be as useful as foreign guns, cannons, and explosives?

Jiang Lin frowned, this little adjutant is just, he is really powerful.

But to play official prestige in front of him, do you really take yourself as a green onion?

Jiang Lin picked up the teacup and sipped the tea, and said plainly, "I see that your hall is black, and I advise you to cultivate more morality."

"The evil words confuse the public, believe it or not, I will kill you."

Adjutant Wang drew his pistol and pointed at Jiang Lin.

"Put a gun at me and do it at your own risk!"

Jiang Lin's eyes turned cold. He liked to shoot, but he didn't like others pointing guns at him.

The adjutant Wang didn't shoot, but Jiang Lin would let Jerry teach him a lesson. If he did shoot, the adjutant could only pray that he had a relationship with the judge.

Although the Chen Dao faction and Mao Shan have sect rules, they cannot use Dao techniques to harm ordinary people, but for Jiang Lin, this has more meanings.

You can mutilate without using Taoism, or you can use Taoism, but not to the extent of mutilation.

Dealing with people who pointed guns at him, Jiang Lin had no psychological burden.

Without Daoism, how many people died in his hands?

Without Jiang Lin's order, the Flying Rat King on his shoulders leaped to Adjutant Wang's pistol.

The little mouse blew on his thumb, and his palm became almost the same as a human hand.

After that, the chamber of Adjutant Wang's pistol was deformed.

Although the Flying Rat King is only as big as a mouse after his transformation, his strength is not small at all, and he has no problem carrying an off-road vehicle.

Jiang Lin's evaluation of its transformation is: the essence is concentrated.

"Shooting at my master, what kind of onion are you?"

The Flying Mouse King slapped his hand and directly slapped the confused Adjutant Wang on the wall.

The commander covered his mouth and almost laughed out loud. He had long seen that this adjutant Wang was not pleasing to the eye. He was arrogant and domineering.

Just this little mouse under Jiang Lin's hands has to make him a grandfather, not to mention Jiang Lin himself.

Jiang Lin didn't stop the Flying Rat King, let alone an adjutant, even if the patrol envoy was here and pointed a gun at him casually, he would let people know why the flowers were so red.

"Jerry, this adjutant is very angry, wake him up, and let him cool down."

The Flying Mouse King walked to the wall in a humanlike manner, and rewarded the adjutant Wang with a cup of child mouse urine.

Great tonic, and can reduce fire.

After Adjutant Wang was awakened by the urine, his face turned pale, and his eyes changed when he looked at Jiang Lin.

One of his pets can hold the barrel of a gun out of shape, which is really a master of the world.

"Dao... Dao Master, Wang has eyes and does not know Mount Tai, please forgive me."

"Yeah. It's better to talk with kindness, and the society must be harmonious, and people can make money with harmony. I have a good temper."

Adjutant Wang nodded and bowed his head, but he was thinking about selling hemp, and he beat someone and said that he had a good temper.

"Sir, look at this departure, do you want to lead the Taoist priest?"

The commander was very happy, but he still had to call him the officer, who would be the adjutant of the patrol envoy.

He looked at Adjutant Wang, whose hands were still shaking, and laughed in his heart.

I don't believe in magic, I don't believe in evil, I've seen it today.

He was also going to have a good talk with Adjutant Wang. Now that it's done, all the words will be waived.

Who is to blame?

"It's all up to the commander to decide."

Adjutant Wang doesn't dare to show any official prestige now. This expert is obviously invited by the commander. If he pretends to be more, he might not know how he died.

As for himself being beaten, Adjutant Wang could only knock out his teeth and swallow it in his stomach. He didn't even dare to complain at all.