I Am the Corpse Master

"Ah, that's it, then take it apart, be careful."

What are you doing, don't you want to tear it down?

Jiang Lin felt quite speechless. This black manager is busy and boring. The zombies in this place have become elites, and most of the responsibility lies with him.

In the end, it wasn't enough that he became half-human and half-corpse, and even caused the entire army to be wiped out.

After Daoist Qianhe and his four apprentices dismantled the tent, they put the Yang-inducing Talisman on the four corners of the golden coffin.

"Uncle Shi, glutinous rice."

Jia Le also brought a bag of glutinous rice over and gave it to Daoist Qianhe.

"Brother, thank you."

"You're welcome, I hope you don't need this package of glutinous rice."

"Hey, it's time to set off, so much to say. Set off, set off."

Manager Wu made a macho voice there, urging him to set off.

"Okay, let's go."

Daoist Qianhe did not stay any longer, and let the four apprentices push the golden coffin and set off on the road.

"Don't delay your junior brother, there will be a period in the future."

"There will be a period later."

Daoist Qianhe and Daoyuan Simu said goodbye and turned to leave.

"Uncle Qianhe, these are two flaming paper cranes, an explosive flame talisman, and a poison suppression talisman. Be very careful. In the event of an accident, life safety is the most important thing."

Jiang Lin chased after him and handed Dao Master Qianhe some self-defense talismans.

He received a gift from Daoist Qianhe, and Daoist Qianhe had an unusual relationship with his ninth uncle. These means should be enough to allow him to survive in the hands of the royal zombies.

"Senior nephew has a heart. After this time, I will definitely visit Brother Hangu once."

"The nephew and the master will welcome you at that time."

Chapter [*] Thunder and lightning, zombies become essence

After accepting Yan Zhihe and Talisman Paper, Daoist Qianhe stuffed them into a cloth bag and didn't take it seriously.

He was unfamiliar with Yan Zhihe, and he didn't think of any information about it for a while.

Jiang Lin wanted to help Daoist Qianhe to save him from disaster, but unfortunately, Daoist Qianhe only regarded the talisman paper he gave him as his heart, and did not think that it would bring him much help.

"This coffin is very beautiful, and it must be very valuable."

Jia Lok looked at the distant golden coffin, thinking that having money is good, and living after death is different from others.

"Of course, it's made of gold."

"If there is a chance in the future, I will work hard to make money, buy an identical pair, and honor Master and your old man."

The four-eyed Taoist glared at Jia Le, hoping that I would die soon?

"You are quite filial."

With a smile on his face, the master looked at Jia Le, and then glanced at the four-eyed Taoist priest with no meaning.

"Senior brother, you are really filial, haha."

Jiang Lin gave Jia Le a thumbs up.

If Qiusheng dared to say such a thing in front of Jiu Shu, I don't know how many chestnuts he would eat.

"Jia Le, Master loves you to death."

"Master, I was wrong."

After Jiang Lin left, the four-eyed Taoist priest showed his fatherly love to Jia Le.

Not long after Daoist Qianhe left, the sky suddenly turned cloudy, and the situation was surging.

The four-eyed Taoist looked at the sky and murmured, "I hope Junior Brother and the others are all right."

After nightfall, it started pouring rain.

In the tall woods twenty miles away from the Taoist temple, Daoist Qianhe and his group were blocked by the heavy rain and could not move forward. They had to set up tents on the spot and wait for the rain to stop before setting off.

"Hurry up, hurry up, it's really maddening."

Mr. Wu was there as if he was urging his life. After the tent was pulled up, a thunderbolt flashed across the sky, so scared that Mr. Wu lost a few souls.

As a man, I am afraid of thunder.

The rain was rustling down, and Daoist Qianhe looked at the golden coffin that was exposed to the rain, and the ink duct line on it was drenched so that the ink had faded for most of it.

The Yang-inducing Talisman on the four corners of the golden coffin was also blown away by the strong wind, and it drifted somewhere.

Daoist Qianhe came to Wu Guanshi and suggested, "Wu Guanshi, let Shou Cai go first."

"why?"

Wu Guanshi Orchid waved his fingers, held the silk handkerchief in both hands, and made a macho voice again.

"The ink bucket line has begun to flower, it is very likely..."

"No."

Director Wu directly interrupted Daoist Qianhe's words and threw Sipa to his face.

"Just a moment..."

"Wait a minute, not now."

If Daoist Qianhe didn't take into account that he wanted to live in Manchuria, he would really want to strangle this sissy to death.

After Wu Guanshi turned around, his face changed. After approaching the younger brother, he said flatteringly, "Brother Seventy-one, we can enter the camp. You have to sit down and get up from the sedan chair."

After Steward Wu entered the tent, Daoist Qianhe hurriedly had the golden coffin carried into the tent.

On a rainy day, the road was slippery, and even if five or six people worked together, the golden coffin would move very slowly.

At this time, the royal zombie in the golden coffin was reduced by the sun and the sun-gathering effect of its corpse qi, and it frantically absorbed the surrounding yin qi in the coffin.

Just when the golden coffin was about to enter the tent, the Yin Qi condensed in the golden coffin was too strong, attracting thunder and lightning from the sky.

A thunder slashed down and hit the golden coffin in the middle.

Affected by the thunder, the yin qi that had just been absorbed by the zombie scurried in the zombie's body.

A dead body meridian was swept away by yin qi.

One.

two.

Three.

……

At the same time, the four soldiers who were holding the golden coffin to help push the cart were directly electrocuted and swayed.

With a "bang", the four soldiers were blasted away by lightning and turned into black coal.

The dead can't die anymore.

Daoist Qianhe looked over and saw that the four of them were completely helpless.

"What's the matter?"

Director Wu opened the curtain and looked out, just in time to see the lid of the golden coffin rising little by little.

"Oh, it scared me to death."

The ink bucket lines around the golden coffin glowed red, and the hemp ropes as thick as fingers began to break.

"Bring the rope."

Daoist Qianhe saw that the zombie's arm was pushing the coffin lid, jumped up, and pressed his legs on the coffin lid.

His four apprentices threw out the cables of the baby's arms and tied the whole coffin together with Daoist Qianhe.

However, the power of the royal zombie in the golden coffin was too great. With a bang, the lid of the [*]-pound coffin was overturned, and Daoist Qianhe was lifted out.

After falling to the ground, the coffin lid pressed one of Qianhe Daochang's leg again.

Fortunately, the ground was muddy, otherwise Dao Qianhe's long leg would have been crushed.

"what!"

Daoist Qianhe screamed, he did not expect the power of the zombie in the coffin to be so huge.

The royal zombie had its feet on the edge of the coffin wall and stood up straight. It had a green face and fangs, a face full of dead flesh, and it was dressed in a Qing Dynasty official uniform, and its corpse was majestic.

One of Daoist Qianhe's disciple pulled out the peach wood sword on his back and stabbed the royal zombie, but he underestimated the ability of this zombie.

The royal zombie was like a tumbler, with its feet standing on the edge of the coffin wall, its body fell down, and its bayonet-like nails directly pierced into the heart of the little Taoist priest.

Then, the little Taoist was picked up by the royal zombie, and his neck was bitten by it.

The little Taoist priest let out a piercing scream, the royal zombie fell asleep in the coffin, the reels of the carriage were crushed, the entire golden coffin was turned over, and the bottom of the coffin was facing the sky.

Daoist Qianhe and the other three apprentices hurriedly moved the golden coffin, but the golden coffin weighed two or three thousand catties, so how could a few people carry it.

After a while, the royal zombie under the golden coffin directly propped up the golden coffin, and the little Taoist crawled.

The Taoist demon grows, and the royal zombie likes the smell of the blood of the little Taoist priest, and rushes down again.

Qianhe Taoist priest was eager to protect his disciples, and he kicked his feet off the ground and kicked the royal zombies away, saving the little Taoist priest from the fate of imminent death.

"Corpse!"

Daoist Qianhe gave an order, and the other three disciples swung out the corpse cords on their bodies, and the three formed a triangular corpse entanglement formation.

The three of them shook the soul bell, causing chaos in the royal family zombies for a short time.

As soon as it touches the zombie's body, the corpse rope glows with orange-gold light, making the restraint effect stronger.

Daoist Qianhe seized the opportunity, smeared his blood essence on the peach wood sword, and stabbed the zombie's heart.