"Are you sure?"
Shen Wen's playful gaze swept over the crowd once again as he inquired.
"Dean, can a man and a ghost …"
Li Xunhuan said in a low voice.
It was too taboo.
"Since none of you are willing, don't disturb others' opportunities."
After Shen Wen finished speaking, he turned around and left.
Disturb others' opportunities?
Li Xunhuan and the others were slightly taken aback. They sized up Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai who were offering incense. Their pupils suddenly shrank, and a trace of shock flashed through their eyes.
Amazing!
Really amazing!
They thought Uncle Jiu would never accept these two people as his apprentices. One was stupid, and the other seemed to be lively.
Now they failed to recognize Mount Tai.
These two people didn't show their true colors.
They had the courage to break their worldview.
They looked at Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai again, and then followed Shen Wen.
However, no one was calm in their hearts.
Although they had only been in Mr. Zombie's world for one or two hours, their worldview had been greatly challenged.
Uncle Jiu was a Taoist priest who looked dignified and very capable.
If he didn't rot for 20 years, he would become a zombie at night.
The most ridiculous thing was that one of Uncle Jiu's two apprentices had an indescribable relationship with a ghost.
"The ghost world is indeed a ghost world."
Everyone was secretly speechless.
Only in the world of ghosts and monsters would such a soul-stirring thing happen.
They couldn't afford to offend him.
"What do you want from me?"
Uncle Jiu didn't leave, but stood not far away, waiting for Shen Wen and others.
He didn't forget the words of Shen Wen and others before, especially the attentive attitude of Yue Buqun and others, which left a very good impression on him.
They were a group of very discerning people.
"We are very curious about Taoist magic arts, and we hope to stay with Uncle Jiu for a while."
Shen Wansan said directly.
"Well …"
Uncle Jiu hesitated.
If it was just to explain the knowledge of Feng Shui to Shen Wen and others, he wouldn't mind.
He had never thought that Shen Wen and his group would stay for a period of time just for him.
"Who are these people?"
Uncle Jiu became more and more confused.
Among Shen Wen's group, some were dressed in modern clothes, while others were dressed in ancient clothes.
Even in their small town, they couldn't find anyone dressed as an ancient person.
"Ninth Uncle, what do you think?"
"We'll invite you for a month. You don't have to do anything for us, just let us watch you work."
"We'll pay you 10 dollars a day, and we'll pay you one month's salary in one lump sum."
Shen Wansan said with a smile.
"Ten dollars a day? Wouldn't that be 300 yuan a month? "
Ninth Uncle pondered for a moment and then nodded.
He could tell that even if he did not agree, this group of people would not leave so easily.
After the two sides reached an agreement, Shen Wen and the others followed Uncle Jiu down the mountain. Only the two disciples of Uncle Jiu continued to burn incense on the mountain.
When they arrived at the Righteous Manor, Uncle Jiu was immediately surrounded by Yue Buqun and the others, who asked him questions about Taoists, zombies, and ghosts.
"Then I'll explain it to you in detail."
Seeing Yue Buqun, Ip Man, and the others take out pen and paper to record his words, Uncle Jiu couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and said with a straight face.
The questions Uncle Jiu explained were some taboos of ghosts and gods, and some common methods to restrain ghosts and zombies. He didn't explain the specific Taoist magic of Maoshan.
As for Yue Buqun's questions about the Maoshan Sect, Uncle Jiu avoided talking about it.
"Uncle Jiu, since there are ghosts in the world, is there also an underworld?"
Tang Zichen hesitated for a moment and asked.
"Yes."
Uncle Jiu nodded slightly.
"If there is an underworld, is there also a god? What kind of gods are there? "
Yue Buqun asked right away.
This time, Uncle Jiu smiled and didn't answer. He found that Yue Buqun and the others were asking more and more taboo questions. If he continued to answer, there was no telling what those people would ask.
However, when Uncle Jiu's two disciples returned, Yue Buqun and the others got a lot of questions about the Maoshan Sect as they wished.
Not long ago, Uncle Jiu's junior, the Four-eyed Taoist Master, drove a group of zombies to the Righteous Manor. They just happened to miss him a few days later.
The Maoshan Sect was one of the top Taoist magic sects in the Great Xia Kingdom, and there were many disciples of the sect in many places. Uncle Jiu was the most outstanding disciple of his generation.
Other than the Maoshan Sect, there were many other sects in the Great Xia Kingdom that were capable of subduing ghosts and zombies.
There were many terrifying places in the Great Xia Kingdom that even the Maoshan Sect dared not set foot in.
However, Uncle Jiu eventually asked Qiusheng and Wen Cai to take care of Old Master Ren's body. Yue Buqun and the others followed them again.
"Crack!" "Crack!" "Crack!" "Crack!"
It was especially so when Uncle Jiu opened the coffin and revealed his chubby body. Zhang Sanfeng calmly took out a phone from his Taoist robe and turned on a video.
Some of the others took pictures and videos when they saw that.
Shen Wen also secretly used the purple seal to observe the changes in the body.
"What's that in your hands?"
Uncle Jiu took a look at the phone in Zhang Sanfeng and the others' hands and found that his image was on it.
"This is a phone, the most cutting-edge product of technology. I have a spare solar powered phone here. If you don't mind, please accept it."
"Take it outside and let it bask in the sun when the screen turns black. It'll be ready to use."
Tang Zichen smiled and said, "I'll teach you how to use it later."
"Technology is really amazing. However, you have to be careful. Don't use … the phone to take pictures of people to death. It's easy to be haunted by ghosts. Moreover, it's a little disrespectful to the dead."
Uncle Jiu warned seriously and then asked Tang Zichen in a low voice how to take pictures with the phone. He then hesitated for a moment and couldn't help but take a picture of the zombie in the coffin.
"Good stuff."
Looking at the clearly taken picture, Uncle Jiu's expression was normal, but he was eager to try it.
"Don't do it again."
Uncle Jiu said and slapped away the hands of his two disciples. Then, he carefully put the phone in his pocket.
However, Uncle Jiu went back to his room first. When he came out, his hair was neatly combed and his clothes were spotless. Then, he continued to deal with the zombie.
His spellcasting became more natural and smooth. His every move was full of the temperament of a master.
The process of Uncle Jiu and the others dealing with the coffin was all recorded by Zhang Sanfeng, Yue Buqun and the others.
"People can be divided into good and bad people, and corpses can be divided into zombies and corpses. Old Master Ren's corpse is a corpse that is about to become a zombie."
After Uncle Jiu finished spellcasting, he saw that Zhang Sanfeng, Yue Buqun and the others didn't stop recording, so he continued.
"How can a corpse become a zombie?"
Li Xunhuan asked a question that everyone was concerned about.
"A corpse becomes a zombie because he has one more breath. Before a person dies, he is angry, suffocated, and depressed. After he dies, there will be one breath in his throat …"
Uncle Jiu stood with his hands behind his back and explained.
The questioning and answering lasted for more than half an hour.
"Qiusheng, go to town and buy some food and wine …"
Uncle Jiu drank a mouthful of water to moisten his throat. He glanced at the sky outside and ordered.
He was in a very good mood today.
"Uncle Jiu, I just went to town and bought some food."
Shen Wansan said.
He was very clear about his responsibilities. On the one hand, he was going to town to exchange some money for Uncle Jiu's reward. On the other hand, he was going to solve the problem of food and sleep.
"Qiusheng has been targeted by a female ghost. If he goes back at night, the female ghost will probably find him."
"If any of you want to see the ghost, you can follow him. But be careful. It's easy to encounter ghosts at night. Hide your breath. Ghosts especially like strong men."
After dinner, Shen Wen saw Qiusheng leaving, so he reminded them with a smile.
Zhang Sanfeng, Li Xunhuan and the others glanced at each other. Except for Ip Man, Wang Chao and a few others who were not strong enough, the others followed them secretly.
About half an hour later, when they came back, they all looked a little pale. Obviously, they had seen the strange scene of the little ghost carrying the coffin.
The creepy feeling left a deep impression on them.
"We practiced some martial arts. We can rest after sitting cross-legged for a night."
When they went to bed, Uncle Jiu wanted to tidy up the room. Li Xunhuan and the others hurriedly refused his kindness.
Uncle Jiu nodded. He hugged a quilt and went to sleep with Shen Wen and the others.
"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"
In the early morning, the coffin made a slight knocking sound, which instantly woke up the people who had been concentrating on the room where the coffin was placed.
Like ghosts, a figure appeared in the room where the coffin was placed.
It was a withered creepy hand with long black nails.
Zhang SanFeng and the others saw a hand with long black fingernails reaching out from the coffin. However, the ink lines on the coffin suddenly emitted a red light, and the strange hand quickly retracted back into the coffin.
"Why don't we open the coffin for it? Zombies are very strong, but they only have one attack. We should be able to deal with them …"
Yue Buqun hesitated for a while and suggested.
"Bang!"
But before he could finish, God stepped forward and kicked the coffin to pieces.
"What's going on?"
Uncle Jiu was also awakened by the movement. He quickly ran over and saw Zhang Sanfeng and the others surrounding the zombie in the center.
"Everyone, hold your breath. It's dangerous!"
Uncle Jiu was anxious. When did these people run into this room? The zombie that was turned from a corpse that was nourished by the "dragonfly skimming the water" treasure cave was very strong. Even he was not confident that he could deal with it.
"Bang!"
God could not wait any longer. He directly punched the zombie's chest, making a strange sound as if the body collided with steel.
"Boom!"
The zombie was directly sent flying and hit the wall.
"Roar!"
The zombie growled and stood up straight again. He felt the surging qi and blood, which made him very eager.
"Attack!"
Seeing this, the others also attacked, punching and kicking.
There was only one zombie. While there were many people, they wanted to accumulate some zombie fighting experience.
"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"
Looking at the zombies that were sent flying by God, kicked by Huang Yaoshi, and then sent flying by Zhang Sanfeng, Uncle Jiu's expression became sluggish.
"Roar!"
The zombie growled again and turned around to leave.
"Dean, be careful!"
Not to mention Uncle Jiu, even the zombie was stunned. It realized that it was too dangerous here and wanted to escape. The direction that it escaped was the direction where Shen Wen was standing. Zhang Sanfeng and the others subconsciously shouted.
"Look, this is the power of the Divine Sun Technique, and the correct way to fight the zombie."
Shen Wen's face was calm. He gently clapped his palms, and a red palm shadow slapped on the zombie's left leg. The red internal force was like magma flowing into ice, and directly broke the zombie's left leg.
"Roar!"
The zombie screamed and then fell to the ground.
Its body wanted to stand up straight again, but just as it stood up halfway, it fell to the ground again.
Uncle Jiu, "…"
Zhang Sanfeng and the others, "…"
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