Zombie: Copy King Power Sword at the beginning

"System: Dimensional duplication."

"Host: Ji Chen."

"Cultivation: 205 years."

"Magic weapon: King Quan Sword, Fragment of Mountains and Rivers and Sheji Map, Teleportation Belt, Water Dividing Sword."

"Abilities: Sword Intent of King Quan, 72 Road Maoshan Curse Seal, Tongtian Scroll, Sky Eye, Pure Yang Flame, Shuttle of Yin and Yang, Demon Control Art."

Ji Chen nodded in satisfaction. This wave of missions is not a loss. Although he didn't get the duplication card, he got the abnormal ability of yin and yang shuttle, and even got a water-splitting sword by accident.

Ji Chen took out the water-dividing sword.

The azure blue sword body, as if carved from precious jade, looks very delicate.

Ji Chen knew about the water-dividing sword before.

And the legend of the water-dividing sword involves a special group of people, the people who hold the treasure.

From ancient times to the present, there have been such a group of people. They walk among the mountains, rivers and great swamps. They have unique eyesight and can see many places where treasures are hidden. They are all rare treasures bred by heaven and earth.

Because the lineage of Bibao is passed down from the south, but it is famous in the north, so there is a saying that the southern barbarian Bibao.

And the water-dividing sword is a rare treasure conceived by heaven and earth.

Therefore, the deputy leader of the Blood Clothes Cult is very likely to be a treasurer.

Chapter 55 The Troupe is Haunted

Ji Chen returned to Huang Xiaoyan's side, seeing Huang Xiaoyan's complexion improved a lot after breathing adjustment, he couldn't help but feel relieved.

"Is it better?" Ji Chen asked with concern.

Huang Xiaoyan opened her bright eyes and nodded: "It's much better, thank you this time."

Ji Chen said: "You are not allowed to do such nonsense in the future. How dangerous is it to enter the underworld with your physical body?"

Huang Xiaoyan smiled sweetly, "Well, no more~~"

Although it was just a few simple conversations, Huang Xiaoyan's tone was much gentler than before, and there was a lot more tenderness in the way he looked at Ji Chen.

It's just that Huang Xiaoyan hasn't noticed it yet.

At that moment, Ji Chen and Huang Xiaoyan left with the sword and returned to Renjia Town.

In the next few days, there was no incident, and Renjia Town was relatively peaceful.

Ji Chen was bored, besides teaching Ren Linger how to use her spiritual power every day, she went to Yimeiju to chat with her senior brother.

It is worth mentioning that Taoist Simu also came to Renjia Town. He sent a batch of corpses back to his hometown. He passed by Renjia Town on the way back and planned to rest here for a few days.

And at this moment, a troupe came to Renjia Town.

This was invited by the mayor of Renjia Town, saying that he planned to sing a ten-day drama here to celebrate the mayor's old man's birthday.

After hearing the news, Ji Chen frowned. He counted the days, and it happened to be the Ghost Festival on July [-]th.

But during this period, the mayor invited a troupe to sing for his birthday, and they had to sing for ten consecutive days, which happened to include the fifteenth day of the seventh lunar month.

"Looks like it's the plot of "Zombie Supreme", but it's different from the original book, at least the original book doesn't mention that the mayor's birthday is over." Ji Chen secretly thought.

Ji Chen didn't say anything, quietly waiting for the plot to unfold.

At the same time, in the past few days, Ji Chen has noticed that something is wrong with Huang Xiaoyan. She always likes to be lost in thought by herself, or sit alone on the roof and watch the stars, not knowing what she is thinking about.

When Ji Chen went to chat with her, Huang Xiaoyan obviously avoided her, and her pretty face was flushed, showing a shy expression.

until this day.

Huang Xiaoyan suddenly came to Ji Chen's room and said, "Ji Chen, I'm going to...leave."

"Leave? Where are you going?" Ji Chen asked quickly.

Seeing Ji Chen's anxious look, Huang Xiaoyan pursed his lips and said, "Don't you want me to leave?"

Ji Chen said: "That's natural, once you leave, I don't know when I will see you again."

"Then will you miss me?" Huang Xiaoyan asked suddenly, and couldn't help but blush.

"Of course." Ji Chen made no secrets.

To be honest, facing such a beautiful Sanxian lady, how could Ji Chen have no idea in his heart, now knowing that Huang Xiaoyan is leaving, Ji Chen couldn't help but feel empty.

Huang Xiaoyan smiled and said: "I'm going back to the teacher's gate to deal with some things, it won't be too long, don't worry."

Hearing this, Ji Chen heaved a sigh of relief and said, "Then go back early."

"Hmm~~" Huang Xiaoyan nodded, glanced at Ji Chen again, turned and left.

After Huang Xiaoyan left, Ji Chen felt that the big house became much lonely all of a sudden, but luckily Ren Linger was here to accompany him.

……

this day.

Ji Chen, Uncle Nine, and Priest Simu are drinking tea and chatting in Yimeiju.

At this time, there was an urgent knock on the door from Yimeiju: "Uncle Nine, Uncle Nine, are you there?"

"Here we come." Qiu Sheng walked over and opened the door.

As soon as the door was opened, the mayor of Renjia Town appeared outside, with an anxious and pale face, and said, "Qiu Sheng, where's Uncle Jiu?"

"I'm here, mayor, what's going on in such a hurry?" Uncle Jiu, Ji Chen and Taoist Master Simu came over and said.

The mayor hurriedly said: "Uncle Jiu, go and have a look, troupe... the troupe is haunted."

It is well known that the mayor invited the opera troupe to sing opera. Every night, many people gathered in the theater outside the town to listen to the opera.

But at this moment, the mayor sent news that the troupe was haunted.

"I'll go and see, Junior Brother, shall we go together?" Uncle Jiu said quickly, and then glanced at Ji Chen.

"Okay, let's go together." Ji Chen nodded and said.

"Simu, together?" Uncle Jiu glanced at the Taoist priest with four eyes.

Simu Daoist sat there drinking tea indifferently, and said with a smile: "You two have gone, what else is there for me, senior brother, you are a good hand at catching ghosts, let alone junior brother Still following."

In fact, it's not that the four-eyed Taoist priest is lazy. When dealing with zombies, the four-eyed Taoist priest can be regarded as a good hand, but when dealing with ghosts, Uncle Jiu is better than him, and he has no chance to make a move at all.

Just like that, Ji Chen and Uncle Jiu followed the mayor and walked towards the stage.

The location of the stage is not in the town, which is the rule of the troupe.

The theater troupe travels south and west, whether it is performing in the town or in the village, the stage must be set up outside the town and the village.

It's not that they are afraid of disturbing the people, but that the troupe must occupy four directions when the performance starts.

This is related to Feng Shui to a certain extent. You must choose an open place, which is said to have the effect of dispelling evil spirits.

On the way, the mayor introduced the ghost troupe.

In fact, the troupe has been singing since the first day of the show, and it has been singing for four days. Almost every day when the show starts, there will be dead people on the scene.

The one who died on the first day was a commoner who went to the theater. It is said that he climbed up a tree to watch the theater, but accidentally fell down and broke his neck.

Everyone thought it was just an accident, so they didn't take it too seriously.

The one who died the next day was a troupe actor who was doing somersaults on the stage.

Not good, fell off the stage, head down, also died of broken neck.

On the third day, the dead person happened again, and this time the person who died was the head of the troupe, Huadan, named Xiaofengxian.

On this day, the well-known song Chuangtianmenzhen was sung, and Xiaofengxian played Mu Guiying. There was a scene in which Xiaofengxian was suspended by a steel wire.

In the end, the accident happened again, the strong steel rope was actually broken, and this little phoenix fell to her death on the stage in full view of everyone.

Likewise, he broke his neck and died.

Chapter 56 The Mystery of the Severed Head

At first everyone thought it was an accident, but for three consecutive days, one person died every day, and the method of death was the same, all of them broke their necks, which is too coincidental.

Haunted!

Such thoughts arose in everyone's heart, and even now there are fewer people who come to the theater.

Today is the fourth day, and the death incident happened again.

Not an actor, not an audience, the one who died this time was actually the head of the theater troupe.

The troupe's master is also a boss, he's a shy old man, and at this juncture, he's still hanging out with a little local widow in secret.

He sneaked out to meet the little widow in private, but he made too much movement, accidentally slipped and fell into the mountain stream, broke his neck and died.

The frightened little widow came to report.

Originally, the little widow had intentionally concealed it, but the local security team scammed her a few times, and the affair between her and the class leader was defrauded.

"It's all a mess." Ji Chen couldn't help but be speechless when he heard this.

The mayor of Renjia Town said: "It's been four days in a row, four people have died, and the way of death is still the same. Everyone thinks this is evil. So the show stopped today. Uncle Jiu, please help go over and have a look. Is it some kind of ghost?"

Soon, they came to the troupe.

There were no audience here today, and they were all dismissed by the mayor.

The actors in the troupe were all worried, with dead skin and drooping eyes. Everyone had panic expressions on their faces, fearing that they would be the next to die.

Even, several people have already fled here because of fear.

The rest of the people were still pointing to the theater troupe to eat, so they didn't leave, but stayed.

Ji Chen and Uncle Jiu walked around here, first took a look at the stage, and then went to their dressing room.

Uncle Jiu frowned, and then said to Ji Chen: "There is indeed an evil spirit pervading in this troupe, but the owner has hidden it very well, so far I haven't found it anywhere."

"Ah."

Ji Chen nodded, he naturally saw what Uncle Jiu saw.

But at this moment, Ji Chen and Uncle Jiu heard some actors chatting privately, and the content of the chat aroused Uncle Jiu's idea.

"Mother Xu is all to blame for this incident. If she had been more careful at the time, she wouldn't have damaged Xishen. Tell me, could this be the revenge of Xishen?" an actor whispered.

"I suspected that too. Speaking of which, don't you think it's strange? After Xishen was smashed at that time, he broke his neck and his head fell off. And the people who died in the past few days all died of broken necks. Yes, it can't be such a coincidence." Another actor also said.

Ji Chen and Uncle Jiu looked at each other.

"The God of Joy? Brother, what is the God of Joy they are talking about?" Ji Chen couldn't help asking, he didn't know much about this.

Uncle Jiu said: "I've heard people mention that they, the singers, enshrine the God of Joy. It's a mud tire, wearing red clothes, with a big-headed doll's smiling face. This God of Joy is their patron saint." , every time the show starts, the God of Joy will be offered up for peace."

Ji Chen thought of the conversation between the two actors, and guessed in his heart that the troupe was haunted, and it was most likely related to this god of joy.

Immediately, they found Xu's mother mentioned by the two actors.

Mama Xu was honest and dull, and she was a little nervous at the moment. When Uncle Jiu and Ji Chen asked about Xishen, Mama Xu burst into tears: "I didn't do it on purpose... I really didn't do it on purpose. Before the banquet, I was cleaning , I did accidentally break the statue of the god of joy. The god of joy fell to the ground, broke his neck, and his head fell off. At that time, the leader scolded me."

"Now the theater troupe is haunted by ghosts, and everyone is saying that it is because I broke Xishen... In fact, I also feel the same way now. If I had been more careful at the time, maybe Xishen would not have been destroyed, and there would have been no such troubles. There's a lot going on."

Seeing Mama Xu's cry, Uncle Jiu glanced at Ji Chen: "Little brother, what do you think?"

"Where is Xishen's mud tire?" Ji Chen asked.

"It's in the box, I'll go and take it out now." Mother Xu said, and then went to the dressing room, and took out a mud tire with a decapitated Xishen.

Ji Chen squinted his eyes to look at the muddy body of the God of Joy, snorted coldly, and said, "There is indeed a resentment, but the culprit is not it."

"Isn't it?"

The troupe's actors also gathered around, wanting to know the truth about the troupe's haunting.

Ji Chen picked up the clay tire of Xishen, with a gap in the eyes of the sky between his brows, glanced at it, and said, "It can be said to be it, or it can be said not to be it."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone looked at Ji Chen with weird eyes, not understanding the meaning of Ji Chen's arms.

Uncle Jiu looked at Ji Chen in disbelief, wondering what exactly Ji Chen saw.

And at this moment, the voice of the system came from Ji Chen's ear.

"Ding, the task is triggered, the ghost of the theater troupe, the task reward, the cultivation base +5 years."