Zombie World: at the Beginning, Uncle Jiu Asked Me to Come Out

　　"Well! Get up, go out, don't be too polite!"

　　Lin Fan waved his hand.

　　At this time, Master Yixiu came out with Qingqing and bowed towards Daoist Qianhe.

　　"Master Qianhe, Amitabha!"

　　"Master Yixiu!"

　　Daoist Qianhe also responded.

　　"Hey!! Hey! Why stop here?"

　　The eunuch in charge next to the elder brother's sedan chair raised his voice, held a handkerchief, pinched the orchid finger, and said to Qianhe Daochang's urn.

　　"Wu Guanshi, I want senior brother to borrow some glutinous rice!!" Qianhe turned around and said.

　　"Sticky rice?"

　　Wu Guanshi said something inexplicably strange. He didn't know why Qianhe wanted glutinous rice.

　　"Wu Shilang, let's take a rest here!" The little brother sitting on the sedan chair suddenly said.

　　"Okay, everyone, take a break!"

　　With a flattering face, Wu Guanshi waved his handkerchief and pointed at the guards, "Put down the little brother, put it down, be careful."

　　Hearing Wu Guanshi's sarcastic tone, Lin Fan was very unhappy, and raised his eyebrows: "The Qing Dynasty is dead, how come there are still Tartars and officers and soldiers?"

　　"Senior brother, although Shen is gone, the dead camel is bigger than a horse. There are still many people thinking about the previous dynasty!" Daoist Qianhe whispered.

　　Lin Fan nodded slightly.

　　The Qing Dynasty has been dead for more than [-] years, but there are still some Tartars who have secretly supported it, but they can't overcome the storm.

　　and many more!

　　This seems to be the plot of "Uncle Zombie"!

　　Lin Fan suddenly remembered, raised his hand and patted his forehead, he almost forgot.

　　In the coffin made of gold, there lay a real zombie, not a corpse.

　　And it is still a very powerful royal zombie, its strength at least reaches the level of bronze armored zombies, invulnerable to swords and guns, and infinitely powerful.

　　Even more powerful than ordinary Mao Zong, in the original book, Daoist Qianhe was killed by a royal zombie.

　　Fortunately, nothing happened on the way.

　　Otherwise, you will run for nothing, and you can only go back to Maoshan obediently.

　　How long will it take?

　　"Junior brother wants glutinous rice?!"

　　Simu listened to Taoist Qianhe, and instructed Jia Le: "Jia Le, go and bring those glutinous rice to your uncle!!"

　　"Okay, master!"

　　Jia Le responded and turned back to the house.

　　Lin Fan stepped forward with his hands behind his back, glanced at the coffin on the trolley, and confirmed that it was indeed a zombie inside: "The golden coffin with copper horns is wrapped around with an ink bucket net, could it be inside..."

　　"Yes, it's a zombie!" Qianhe nodded.

　　"Then why didn't you burn it?" Lin Fan frowned.

　　"Hey!"

　　Qianhe Dao let out a long sigh.

　　"Senior brother, you don't know, this zombie is a royal family in the frontier. It is related to a big man and cannot be burned! We have to transport it to Beijing as soon as possible, and wait for the people above to be released!"

　　"Go to Beijing as soon as possible? Can't you stay here for a few days?" Lin Fan asked.

　　"Hey, senior brother, I also think, the people above are pressing hard, I guess I can only rest here for a while before I have to go on the road!" Qianhe Daochang shook his head.

　　When the brothers met, he naturally wanted to have a good talk, but unfortunately he had something to do and couldn't do anything about it.

　　Hearing this, Lin Fan frowned.

　　It turned out that he still wanted Daoist Qianhe to stay here for a few days to see if he could escape the catastrophe, but he didn't expect that the number of days dictated that Daoist Qianhe was still in a hurry to go on the road.

　　"Daoist Qianhe!"

　　Master Yixiu walked around the coffin and suddenly said, "Why don't you dismantle the tent so that it can absorb more sunlight and reduce the corpse aura?"

　　"Hey! That's right, thank you Master for your guidance!"

　　Qianhe Daochang's eyes lit up, feeling that what the master said was very reasonable, so he turned his head and said to his four disciples.

　　"Southeast, Northwest, the four of you come over and tear down the tent!"

　　"Yes! Master!"

　　Four disciples came over and were about to demolish the tent, but Lin Fan stepped forward and said, "Hold on!"

　　"This tent cannot be dismantled!"

　　"Can't be dismantled? Brother, what does this mean?"

　　Daoist Qianhe was puzzled, and even Daoist Four Eyes was puzzled...  

　　After dismantling the tent, under the sunlight, reducing the corpse aura can reduce the strength of the zombies. All four eyes think it is feasible, so he did not stop the words of Master Yixiu just now.

　　However, the four-eyed Taoist priest knew Lin Fan's ability.

　　This is for sure.

　　Among the disciples of Maoshan, very few dared to disobey Lin Fan's intentions, even the senior brother Shi Jian didn't dare to put on the pedigree of the senior brother when he saw Lin Fan.

　　Not to mention Master Yixiu, he was completely convinced of Lin Fan.

　　Even if Lin Fan said to cover the tent with flowers, he thought it was right!

　　Although everyone was puzzled, they did not dare to object, and they all looked at Lin Fan.

　　"The rain in July means that it will fall as soon as it rains, especially in this place where the mountains meet, the cloud and dragon are transpiring, and if it rains, the tent is gone, and the ink bucket net is drenched, isn't that a bad thing done with good intentions? "

　　Lin Fan said lightly.

　　He knew that Master Yixiu had good intentions, but he was not thoughtful.

　　In the original book, Daoist Qianhe listened to Master Yixiu's words and dismantled the tent, but it rained heavily, causing the ink bucket to become a net.

　　The royal zombie escaped from the coffin and was mutated by the lightning strike, and even the corpse-suppressing charm could not be suppressed.

　　The strength is terrifying!

　　In fact, Lin Fan didn't know whether the tents would be able to stop the zombies from coming out of the coffin if they were not dismantled, but it was certain that it was better not to dismantle them than to dismantle them!

　　Daoist Qianhe is his junior brother!

　　This life must be saved! !

　　After all, he couldn't escort him all the way to Beijing.

　　"Amitabha, Daoist Taixuan is fortunate for you to stop it in time, otherwise it would be a big disaster. Daoist friend is really thoughtful, sin, sin!"

　　Master Yixiu put his hands together and bowed respectfully to Lin Fan.

　　If there is a disaster, he is a sinner, infected with karma, and there will be disasters in the future.

　　Four-eyed Taoist and Qianhe Taoist both stunned in their hearts, with a hint of admiration in their eyes: "It's still as thoughtful as Senior Brother thinks!!"

　　And this time.

　　Jia Le ran out carrying a large bag of glutinous rice and handed it to Daoist Qianhe.

　　"Uncle Shi, glutinous rice."

　　"Senior brother, thank you!" Daoist Qianhe thanked him.

　　"Okay, what do you want to be polite, brother?" The four-eyed Daoist waved his hand, "I hope you won't be able to use this packet of glutinous rice!"

　　"Senior Brother Simu, it'll be fine!!" Daoist Qianhe said with a smile, then looked at Lin Fan, "Senior brother, you just said that you have something to do with me, don't know what it is?"

　　"Junior Brother, come here!"

　　[The author goes to continue the code, there are still 3 chapters! ! ].

Chapter 77

　　"Senior brother, just now you said you had something to do with me. I don't know what it is?"

　　Daoist Qianhe said that because he stayed here for a short time, he still wanted to ask things clearly.

　　"Junior Brother, come here!"

　　Lin Fan waved at Daoist Qianhe, and motioned for the two to enter the room to talk.

　　Daoist Qianhe stood on the spot and hesitated for a while, because he was afraid that Wu Guanshi would gossip, this fellow is a person with a small stomach.

　　However, seeing Lin Fan's cautious appearance, he still followed.

　　"Hey, hey! Where are you going? You'll be on your way later. If the time to go to Beijing is delayed, will you be responsible?"

　　Sure enough, Wu Guanshi's eyes seemed to be staring at Daoist Qianhe all the time. Just as Daoist Qianhe took a step, Wu Guanshi let out a harsh scream with a mean tone.

　　"To shut up!"

　　Hearing Wu Guanshi's scream, Lin Fan felt inexplicably disgusted with this guy, and a nameless fire welled up in his heart.

　　You must know that Lin Fan's current state of mind has reached a certain level. Under normal circumstances, he will not be easily angered, but for some reason, this black man has made him very irritable.

　　Wu Guan was stunned for a moment, then crossed his hips and shouted strangely: "Who are you? What are you? Dare to yell in front of me, are you impatient?"

　　"court death!!"

　　Lin Fan's eyes froze.

　　In an instant, the air became quiet.