Build the Traveler Alliance from scratch

Although Uncle Jiu is an upright person, he also adheres to the consistent principles of Taoism and is not the kind of holy mother who is overflowing with love.

Anyway, he had already persuaded Mr. Ren to cremate the body, but Mr. Ren didn't listen. Moreover, even if Mr. Ren really turned into a corpse, it would only be the Ren family that would be harmed first. They let the family make their own decisions, and the consequences would be bitter. Swallow it yourself...

As long as Uncle Jiu does his best in this process and has a clear conscience.

Uncle Jiu thought so in his heart, but he couldn't say it out loud.

Naturally, Wencai and Qiu Sheng couldn't understand this truth.

But Li Yun saw what Uncle Jiu meant and nodded thoughtfully.

Soon, Uncle Jiu walked into the room with his two apprentices, while Li Yun watched with interest from outside the door.

I saw Uncle Jiu taking the rooster from Qiu Sheng's hand, holding it with both hands, and playing with it in front of the altar table while muttering something.

After playing with it for a while, Uncle Jiu brought the cock to Wencai: "Hold it!"

Wencai hurriedly held it in his hands.

Uncle Jiu then picked up the sharp knife placed on the altar table and shouted: "Here comes the bowl!"

Qiu Sheng immediately took a porcelain bowl and placed it under the rooster.

Uncle Jiu pointed his left hand like a sword, quickly drew talismans on the blade, and shouted: "Ji——"

As soon as he finished speaking, Uncle Jiu grabbed the chicken's head, flashed his knife, and cut off the rooster's neck.

Chicken blood gurgled out from the knife marks and flowed into the porcelain bowl Qiu Sheng had prepared in advance.

Then Uncle Jiu cut off the chicken head, made a seal with his left hand, picked up the chicken head with his right hand, and drew a blood talisman on a piece of yellow paper.

When the last stroke was finished, Uncle Jiu picked up the wooden sword, swung it around, and muttered words. Finally, he used the wind of the sword to bring up the blood talisman, pierced it with his sword, and shouted again: "Ji——"

In an instant, the blood talisman burned violently.

Uncle Jiu had quick eyesight and quick hands. He picked up a grain of glutinous rice with one finger, lit it in the fire, and then threw it into a porcelain bowl filled with chicken blood.

The raging flames rose instantly. Uncle Jiu took the ink and poured it into the bowl. He stirred it evenly before the flames went out. Finally, he took the Bagua mirror and placed the porcelain bowl filled with chicken blood ink upside down on the Bagua mirror.

After a dazzling spell, Uncle Jiu moved the porcelain bowl slightly, allowing the chicken blood ink in the bowl to flow out from the Gen position of the Bagua Mirror and fall into the groove of the ink fountain.

The so-called ink fountain is a tool commonly used by carpenters in ancient China. It usually consists of four parts: an ink chamber, a line wheel, an ink line and an ink stick. It is generally used for measurement and house construction.

But in Uncle Jiu's hands, the ink fountain was obviously not just used for measurement.

Uncle Jiu picked up the ink fountain, handed it to Wen Cai Qiu Sheng, and said in a solemn tone: "You two, use the ink fountain to flick on the coffin, and an ink fountain net will pop up. This can suppress the body of old man Ren, even if it is transformed into a corpse, it will be transformed into a corpse." Nothing will come out!”

Qiu Sheng, a literary talent, was stunned when he heard this. He quickly took the ink fountain and began to paint the ink line on the coffin.

I don’t know if Uncle Jiu is confident that Li Yun can’t steal his lessons, or if he doesn’t shy away from this.

In short, Uncle Jiu did not close the door when the altar was opened for practice.

Li Yun watched with great interest from outside the door.

Although Uncle Jiu's approach was slightly different from that in the movie, Li Yun didn't find it strange, but took it for granted.

Uncle Jiu walked out with a smile and asked, "Did you see any clues?"

Li Yun shook his head and nodded: "I only see one thing. The Gen position in the Eight Trigrams rules the mountain, and the five elements belong to the earth. It is most suitable for suppressing evil spirits. Uncle Jiu, you let the ink flow out from the Gen position to enhance the suppression power! "

Uncle Jiu was surprised when he heard this: "I can't tell, but you really know something!"

Li Yun said modestly: "I just know a little about Qimen gossip!"

Uncle Jiu looked him up and down, and suddenly sighed and said: "It seems that I am too sentimental, and you have no intention of becoming my disciple."

Li Yun was slightly stunned, and then he understood what Uncle Jiu meant by not closing the door.

This is because he has taken a fancy to his talent and background and wants to accept him as his disciple!

Li Yun was a little embarrassed. He thought for a moment and said with a smile: "Li Yun is flattered to be favored by Uncle Jiu. However, I have some unspeakable secrets. I cannot practice Maoshan Taoism with Uncle Jiu. If Uncle Jiu wants to open the mountain gate, I will Someone recommended it.”

Uncle Jiu raised his eyebrows: "Who?"

Li Yun said seriously: "Ye Chen."

"That Cambridge University student?"

Uncle Jiu was startled for a moment, then shook his head decisively: "No, he is no longer Chinese, there is no way I can teach him!"

Li Yun said with a smile: "The nationality is due to his parents, not Ye Chen himself. I think he is very determined to follow the Tao. As long as Uncle Jiu is willing to accept him as a disciple, he will be happy to return to the motherland!"

"..."

Uncle Jiu seemed a little moved when he heard this.

He thought about what happened in front of Mr. Ren's grave during the day, and knew that this Ye Chen was also blessed with great fortune. He was completely different from the two resentful disciples like the literary talent Qiu Sheng. He was the kind of closed disciple who could inherit the mantle and revitalize the mountain sect.

But if he were to agree like that, Uncle Jiu couldn't do it, so he had to be more reserved.

After hesitating for a while, Uncle Jiu said: "If that's the case, it's best of course. I'm afraid he won't come back. He's in the Cao camp but his heart is in the Han Dynasty!"

Li Yun smiled and said: "In that case, Uncle Jiu might as well give him a try!"

Uncle Jiu asked curiously: "How to try?"

Li Yun glanced at Wencai and Qiu Sheng, who had finished playing the ink net and started chasing each other again, and said with a smile: "These two boys were so careless that they forgot to play the bottom of the coffin. If Mr. Ren really turns into a corpse, I'm afraid he will have to Escaped from the bottom of the coffin!”

"These two bastards!"

When Uncle Jiu heard this, he was immediately furious. He grabbed the broom at the base of the wall and planned to go in and beat up the two resentful disciples.

But before he took a few steps, Uncle Jiu figured out what Li Yun meant, stopped immediately, and looked at Li Yun with a frown.

"Do you want to let the corpse transform and let Mr. Ren go find the Ren family to test Ye Chen's character?"

Li Yun smiled and said nothing.

Uncle Jiu shook his head and said: "No, I can't do this kind of thing - I advise you not to do it."

Li Yun smiled and said: "What if I can guarantee that Mr. Ren will not hurt anyone after becoming a zombie?"

Uncle Jiu frowned and said, "What guarantee do you have?"

Li Yun chuckled and said: "Just rely on my "Fission Magic"!"

Uncle Jiu twitched the corner of his mouth and shook his head with a smile: "Your Zhiyang Kung Fu is indeed very powerful. Coupled with your Yang Qi and the three Yang Fires on your shoulders, it is of course perfect for exorcising ghosts, but if you want to deal with zombies, It’s still not even close!”

As he spoke, Uncle Jiu straightened his face and explained: "Mr. Ren was an official in the court before his death, and he has a royal aura about him. Such people are extremely powerful when turned into zombies. Invulnerability is the most basic thing, plus zombies It’s poisonous, and it’s difficult for ordinary martial arts masters to deal with it, even to deal with it!”

Li Yun smiled and asked: "Do you think I am an ordinary martial artist?"

Uncle Jiu looked at him deeply, shook his head and said: "Although you have never made a move in front of me, from the way you walk, sit and lie down, I can see that your martial arts must be the best in the world, but even if you are the best in the world, It’s impossible for a master of the inner family to defeat a zombie - don’t blame Uncle Jiu for speaking harshly, I don’t dare to accept your promise.”

After saying that, Uncle Jiu walked into the room and flicked the ink line on the bottom of the coffin.

Li Yun moved his feet and stood in front of Uncle Jiu as if teleporting.

Looking at the astonishment on Uncle Jiu's face, Li Yun smiled slightly, stretched out a finger and pointed diagonally towards the sky.

In an instant, a blue beam of light burst out from his fingertips, instantly cutting through the sky, like a blue sword, piercing the dark clouds over Yizhuang.

Then, Li Yun made a stroke with his finger, and the blue light pillar moved accordingly, splitting the dark cloud in half in an instant, revealing the bright moon behind the dark cloud.

At this time, Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng were playing with each other in the room with ink fountains. Both of them had ink on their faces, so they did not notice the situation in the courtyard.

Coupled with the remoteness of Yizhuang, the dead of night, and the silent blue light beam, no one except Jiu Shu and Li Yun could see this blue light beam cutting through the dark clouds.

It is true that there is no third party for humans, but that is not necessarily true for ghosts.

In the woods about two to three hundred meters outside Yizhuang, a female ghost in white stood next to a tree, with a hesitant look on her delicate face. She seemed to be thinking about whether to go to Yizhuang to meet the suspected time traveler. noble person.

However, considering Uncle Jiu's never-appeasing attitude towards ghosts and demons, she has not made up her mind yet.

At this moment, a blue beam of light pierced the sky, instantly splitting the dark clouds into two, revealing the bright moon behind the dark clouds.

Feeling the terrifying energy in the blue light pillar that almost drove her away, the female ghost in white couldn't help but exclaimed, quickly transformed into white light, and fled the place in panic.

At the same time, in Yi Zhuang, Uncle Jiu stared blankly at the scene where the dark clouds parted and the bright moon appeared in the sky. Then his eyes moved down and stared blankly at Li Yun, who was smiling in front of him.

Feeling the hot and majestic aura on the other party's body, Uncle Jiu couldn't help but feel frightened.

Li Yun slowly stopped the operation of the radiation organs in his body and asked with a chuckle: "Are you willing to believe me now?"

Uncle Jiu was silent for a long time, then sighed softly and said: "Is this the "Fission Magic"?"

"Such a magical skill, I have never seen or heard of it. Li Yun, can you tell me what kind of martial arts it is?"

"This..." Li Yun hesitated for a moment and then said helplessly, "Uncle Jiu, it's not that I'm trying to show off. It's just that with your scientific background, it's really hard for me to explain to you..."