As the downfall of the Republic of China, there was a Taoist priest named Uncle Jiu

Shi Dakai was also a member of the Maoshan sect!

"Brother, you...why are you here?"

Seeing Uncle Jiu, his eyes froze, and he looked around, almost thinking that he was confused and was no longer in Xiangxi.

Uncle Jiu said: "Did you receive Qianhe's paper crane letter?"

Four eyes nodded: "I received it, but you also know my cultivation base. If I invite a good god, it may be helpful to Qianhe. If it is not good to invite a god, it will add to the chaos, so I simply didn't go."

"Is this your new apprentice?"

"Don't talk nonsense. If I can receive this kind of apprentice, I will definitely kowtow ten or eight heads to the patriarch. He is the disciple of the senior brother. I am afraid that he is the best in this generation."

Chapter 152 Five Coffins of Red, White, Yellow, Black and Gold

Uncle Jiu's unabashed praise made Gu Zhou, who thought he was as thick-skinned as a city wall, couldn't help but blush, and shook his head repeatedly: "Uncle Master praised."

Then he bowed to Taoist Simu: "Junior Gu Zhou has seen Master Uncle."

"Yo?"

The four-eyed Taoist raised his eyebrows: "Elder brother is arrogant, his eyes are almost growing to the top of his head, I thought no one could catch his eyes, and he won't accept apprentices in this life, it seems that you really have two skills into his eyes."

Gu Zhou coughed a few times, as if to remind, Uncle Master, I am right in front of you, so it is not good to hurt my master like this.

The four-eyed Taoist looked as usual, and he was not embarrassed at all: "I am a person, what can I say? Eldest brother is like that. Although his eyes are almost growing to the top of his head, he has the capital. If I have big Senior brother's strength, hehe, my eyes are not only growing to the top of my head, but at least two feet away from my head!"

Gu Zhou has a strange face, his eyes are two feet high from his head, what does that look like?

Don't say it, I really want to see it.

"In front of juniors, don't talk nonsense."

"Oh, don't bother me, it's the first time I meet my nephew, what's wrong with saying a few more words?"

With four eyes waving his hands, 587 put his arms around Gu Zhou's shoulders. He was tall, a third of his head taller than Gu Zhou, and thin, like a bamboo pole.

"Actually, Uncle Fengjiao, you don't look amiable, but you are actually very arrogant. Most people can't see it, but I can see it clearly."

"However, he is a person who pays attention to hiding his arrogance in his chest, so... just... what's going on."

Eyes scratching his head, thinking hard.

Gu Zhou reminded: "Talent is seen in things, kindness is on the surface, and loyalty is shown to others?"

"Correct!"

His four eyes slapped his thigh fiercely: "That's right! That's it! His arrogance may not be less than that of your master. To get the approval of the two of them, tsk tsk, your future is limitless."

Uncle Jiu couldn't laugh or cry: "If it wasn't for the smell of alcohol, I would have thought you were drunk and talking nonsense."

"I still have this bit of professional ethics. I don't drink alcohol when driving corpses. I can't afford to lose my clients."

With four eyes and a smile, he touched his chest for a long time, thinking that he was scratching an itch, and finally took out a book and handed it to Gu Zhou: "It's the first time we meet, there is no greeting ceremony, and I am not proficient in exorcising corpses, so I just I won’t teach you anymore, but I still have some confidence in my magical skills.”

"Uncle, no... okay... ok..."

Gu Zhou was really embarrassed to give such a big gift when they met for the first time.

Maoshan Wumai does not prohibit learning the spells of the other four meridians, but it is not free. For example, Uncle Jiu wants to find Simu to learn the art of fighting. If nothing else, it is not too much to go to a restaurant, right?

Of course, there are also prohibitions. After learning, it is only for personal use and must not be taught to others.

This is also to clearly distinguish the five meridians.

Otherwise, if you learn it and pass it on to your disciples and grandchildren, after hundreds of years, what difference will there be between the five veins?

Uncle Jiu said: "If he gives it to you, you can accept it."

"How embarrassing that is."

Gu Zhou readily accepted it.

The four eyes laughed loudly, and patted his shoulder heavily: "This shameless look is similar to me."

Gu Zhou sneered, the fact is so, but I think it's better not to say it, everyone knows it.

"Okay, go and meet up with Qianhe, I'll go first."

Four eyes waved his hand chicly, rang the bell and led the customer to continue on their way, a slightly complaining voice came:

"MD, I've been driving corpses for almost a month, and my throat is hoarse. After finishing this order, I will rest for two months!"

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The four eyes were separated, the two continued on their way, and met the four-eyed Taoist at the agreed place. The group of people was very large. In addition to the four-eyed Taoist and his four disciples, there was also a transsexual who was neither male nor female, and a seven-eyed Taoist. The eight-year-old child and thirty guards with big arms and round waists, wearing weapons, sharp eyes, and evil spirits, are all strictly trained people.

He was even more childish, wearing a python robe, and four people carried the palanquin for him.

The most conspicuous is a golden coffin.

The color of the coffin is strictly particular, divided into five types: red, white, yellow, black, and gold.

Red is a festive color. This kind of coffin is generally suitable for those old people who have died in their eighties.Everyone is destined to die, which is a natural law that no one can change, and a good death is also the best ending for a person, and it is also one of the five blessings.

If the elderly live a long life and die without illness, it is also a kind of joy, joy and mourning.

Black represents heaviness and solemnity, and black coffins are used for those who died violently or on the battlefield.

The white coffin is an uncommon coffin, and it is used to bury a woman who died without a wife, or a man who died without a wife.

Yellow coffins are also called log coffins, and the color is also the color of the wood itself. Such coffins were used very frequently in ancient times. After some poor people died, it was difficult to even buy coffins because they had no money at home. They had to use exactly yellow coffins. A coffin made of wood.

And gold has been a kind of elegant and luxurious color since ancient times, and it is also a special color for the emperor's house.

Later, some princes, generals, princes and ministers mostly used golden coffins for burial.

This golden coffin fits the identity of the royal family inside.

"Brother."

"Senior brother."

"Uncle Qianhe, junior Gu Zhou."

Uncle Jiu introduced: "He is the disciple of the elder brother."

"So it's Senior Nephew Gu Zhou..."

A sissy voice that was neither male nor female interrupted the reminiscence.

"Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing here?"

The four-eyed Taoist brow showed helplessness, but he still turned his head to deal with this difficult sissy: "Guan Wu, they are all members of my teacher's family, and they are here to help me, and they will not delay important matters."

"Do you still need help? I knew you were unreliable. If I knew it, I would have found someone else. Hey, can you do it? If not, return the deposit and we'll find someone else..."

The steward Wu chattered endlessly, and Gu Zhou could clearly see the blue veins on the forehead of the four-eyed Taoist priest, his brows twisted into a Sichuan character, obviously he had endured this sissy to the extreme.

His four disciples also clenched their fists. Gu Zhou had no doubt that as long as the four-eyed Taoist gave an order, the four of them would immediately rise up and beat Guan Wu violently.

"Ugly matter."

The child on Jiaozi spoke: "There's nothing to delay this time, I'm thirsty and I want to drink water."

When the master spoke, Guan Wu dared not disobey. Hearing the words, he snorted coldly and ran back to serve the master.

"The golden coffin with copper horns is wrapped in an ink fountain? Could it be that the inside has become..."

Uncle Jiu came to the side of the coffin, and the four disciples guarding the coffin hurriedly saluted.

Chapter 153 Wake up!Qing Dynasty is dead!

Daoist Qianhe nodded: "Yes, it has become a zombie. It is the royal family. I can only wrap it with an ink fountain and seal it in a coffin. It is impossible to strip it of its corpse or completely suppress it." Not caught, so I asked you and the senior brother for help, but I don’t know why the senior brother didn’t reply.”

Uncle Jiu walked around the coffin and explained, "Eldest senior brother is not in Yinlong Mountain, so naturally he can't reply to the letter."

Although the paper crane is very convenient and fast, it has a shortcoming. It is necessary to determine the location of the other party.

After all, paper cranes are just dead objects, and they can only fly to the place set by the owner.

"Then Nephew Gu Zhou..."

Daoist Qianhe glanced at Gu Zhou, his meaning was obvious, wouldn't you bring a junior here to make trouble.

Gu Zhou was not angry, the aura was rapidly fading. None of Mao Shan and his contemporaries broke through to the state of refining qi and turning into gods. Those with four eyes who broke through to the level of refining qi and turning into gods thought they were not capable enough and did not come to help. Gently, it's normal to be underestimated.

Dealing with royal zombies is a rather tricky task. With the bonus of dragon energy, once the corpse transforms, at least it will be stiff. If you don't reach the state of refining qi and transforming into a god, you will die if you encounter it.

How shrewd is Uncle Jiu, he understood Qianhe's meaning in an instant, and said with a smile: "Don't underestimate him, you may not be his opponent. Think about the arrogance of senior brother, can ordinary disciples be as good as his eyes?" ?”

Qianhe nodded slightly, with suspicion still in his eyes, but a smile appeared on his face: "There is another powerful helper in this way, no worries."

"Junior Brother, you should first remove the tent from the coffin. Now that the sun is shining at noon, you can bask in the sun. Even if there is a coffin between you, it will somewhat reduce the corpse's aura."

"Brother reminded me that I was confused."

Saying so, Taoist Master Qianhe ordered the four disciples to tear down the tent, and before he could do anything, the black steward who was like a fly walked up with his orchid fingers and scolded:

"What are you doing! What are you doing!"

Priest Qianhe held back his anger and explained: "Guan Wu, we just want the nobles inside to bask in the sun."

"No! Absolutely not!"

Wu Guanshi snorted coldly: "Your life hated basking in the sun the most, and you won't let him rest in peace after death?"

Gu Zhou murmured, "My lord? You have a twist hammer. They are all dead and lying in a coffin. How expensive is it?"

"Hey, hey, hey! That kid, what are you mumbling about? Say it again if you have the guts!"

Gu Zhou raised his head with a smile and said word by word: "I said it's worth a twist hammer. It's dead. How can it be so particular? He doesn't like to bask in the sun. You ask him to get up and tell us, and we won't tear down the tent."

"you you!"

Wu Guanshi's seven orifices were smoking, his chest rose and fell sharply, and the word 'you' was still in you for a long time.

"You are presumptuous! How dare... dare... dare..."

Gu Zhou waved his hands in disgust: "Stuttering, I'm exhausted listening to you talking, so go back and learn how to speak for a few years."

"How dare you be so presumptuous to the royal family!"

Wu Guanshi finally finished his sentence.

Gu Zhou was stunned for a moment, looked up at the sky, and then said: "Your words made me doubt myself a bit. I looked up to confirm that this piece of sky is no longer the sky of Qing Dynasty."

"Wu Guanshi, wake up, the Qing Dynasty has perished! There is also a royal descendant with a hammer, what kind of royal descendant, now it is no different from us mud-legged people."

"Maybe you, a nobleman, have already met Nurhachi. Nurhachi already knows that the Qing Dynasty has perished, but you still don't know."

"The tiger fell in Pingyang and was bullied by dogs, and the dragon in shallow water was teased by shrimps. My Qing Dynasty ruled this land for nearly 300 years..."

"Forget it, you're a slave, and you'll take my Daqing one at a time, and the Daqing's has a gross relationship with you."

Gu Zhou sneered.

The shemale wuguan was trembling with anger and couldn't say a word. He was so angry that he finally realized that he couldn't say anything to Gu Zhou, so he could only vent his anger on Daoist Qianhe:

"Qianhe, you nephew..."

"What did Wu Guanshi say?"

As early as when Gu Zhou was complaining about Wu's management, Daoist Qianhe ran to the side to talk to Uncle Jiu, and turned his head in a daze after hearing this.

"I said! You nephew..."

"Why are my ears suddenly deaf?"

Daoist Qianhe rubbed his ears: "Brother, help me see what's wrong with my ears?"

Wu Guanshi looked at Qianhe's four disciples again, and saw them squatting on the ground playing with ants, and ignored them.

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Along the way, they have tolerated this sissy to the extreme, that is to say, he is a paying customer, and the deposit is quite a lot, otherwise he would have quit the job long ago.

Hearing Gu Zhou's resentment of Wu Guan's affairs, he was not sure how happy he was.

"Wu Guanshi, just do what you are supposed to do."

At this time, his seven or eight-year-old master spoke again. Although the young man of the Qing Dynasty was still young, Taoist Qianhe told him the seriousness of the matter and knew that his father had turned into a dead body.

If he wanted to successfully transport his father back to the capital for burial, he could only rely on professionals.