Deadly Appointment: I, the fortune teller, am actually the zombie king?

"Huh..."

"Huh, hahaha..."

"I was controlled and laughed."

"Go to your room and get a silver needle out." Hahaha......."

Master Ichikyu said with a wry smile.

The hoop answered, and quickly ran to the room to take out the silver needle.

But she didn't understand acupuncture points, and she pierced several times before inserting the silver needle into the laughing point under the guidance of Master Ichikyu.

The laughing hole was unlocked, but Master Yixiu still couldn't control his body.

He swept the hoop aside, picked up the pipa on the side and played it indiscriminately.

"Master, how do you untie the control?"

Hoop asked anxiously.

"Garlic, help me get the garlic."

Master Ichikyu said with a frown.

It wasn't until Ho Ho shoved the garlic into Master Ichikyu's mouth that Master Ichikyu regained his freedom.

However, after this toss, he was tired and lying on the ground, and his clothes were soaked in hot sweat.

"Master, who controls you?"

Qiao Hun handed over the dry towel and asked suspiciously.

"Who else can there be, it must be that stinky Taoist."

Master Ichikyu said tiredly.

"Go, see."

After wiping it casually, Master Yihu got up from the ground. He took a few things from the house, greeted the hoop, and quietly touched the next house together.

Really.

Through the windowsill, the two saw that the four-eyed Taoist was standing in front of the altar.

"Strange, how can I not control it..."

"Up!"

"Up!"

But no matter how the four-eyed Daoist cast the spell, the scarecrow no longer reacted.

"Hey, it's not fun yet."

Shimoku Daoist regretfully put down the writ in his hand.

He got up and just turned his head.

He was surprised to find that Master Ichikyu and Hoho didn't know when they came behind him.

"What for?!"

"Sneaking up behind me, trying to scare me!"

The four-eyed prefect was so frightened that he couldn't help but tremble.

But he quickly stabilized his emotions.

Quietly, he blocked the altar behind with his body.

"Sin, sin..."

"It's not that I want to scare you, I just want to show you something."

Master Ichikyu whispered.

"What?"

Shimoku asked suspiciously.

He subconsciously looked towards Master Ichikyu. A revolving Buddha gate FaLun came into view.

"Oops!"

The Four Eyes Dao Elder secretly said something bad in his heart.

But now regret it, it's too late.

Suddenly, there was a turn of heaven.

When that vision returned to normal, his body could not be controlled by himself.

Master Ichikyu gave him a smug look and touched the ragdoll in his hand to FaLun.

The appearance of the rag doll is very similar to that of the four-eyed dojo.

"What are you going to do? Let me go. "

Shimoku said in horror.

However, now that feng shui took turns, how could Master Yixiu easily let him go.

Master Ichikyu handed the ragdoll to the hoop and went home to change his clothes.

Seeing that the master was being teased by the four-eyed Daoist like that, he already sulked in his heart.

At the moment, she did not hesitate in the slightest.

The cannon that was prepared when it was taken out was tied to it.

After some torture, the mood was finally much brighter.

In the end, the four-eyed Taoist admitted his mistake, and the two parties could be regarded as shaking hands and making peace.

The night passed.

In this usually untouched mountain forest, a convoy appeared.

Hearing the noise, several people came out of the house.

The four-eyed elder looked at it intently.

Ho!

It turned out to be an acquaintance.

The one in the front of the convoy wearing a Daoist robe was not the Qianzuru junior brother he had not seen for a long time.

Shimoku Daoist greeted him with Jia Le.

"Senior Brother!"

"Passing through here, I want to borrow some sticky rice with my senior brother."

Chizuru stepped forward to salute.

"Jiale, go get some sticky rice for Uncle Junior!"

"Remember, take more." (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

Shimoku nodded, and then instructed Jia Le.

"Thank you, Senior Brother!"

Chizuru thanked him.

The four-eyed governor waved his hand, his eyes looking at the convoy in front of him.

His expression suddenly became solemn, and he asked in a deep voice:

"The copper horn golden coffin is entangled in the ink bucket net, could it be that it is..."

The chief of the Chizuru Road did not hide it, he said: "Yes, what is contained in it is indeed a zombie. "

"Then why don't you burn him?" Shimoku asked suspiciously.

When Chizuru heard this, he sighed in a low voice.

He glanced at the kid on the last stretcher in the convoy.

Only then did he say softly: "This zombie was a frontier royal family before he died. Therefore, even if the corpse is changed, it can only be transported back to the imperial tomb, and cannot be left outside or disposed of at will. "

Shimoku nodded, but there was always a feeling of apprehension in his heart.

It's hard for him to talk to Chizuru Michichief.

After all, transporting zombies is a big risk in itself. It's better to say some auspicious words to make this trip of Senior Brother Chizuru less depressing0.....

"Chief Chizuru, why don't you tear down this canopy and let it absorb more sunlight and reduce the corpse gas?"

Ichishu Daoist next to him suddenly asked.

When Chizuru heard this, he looked at the sun overhead.

"The master is right."

"East, south, west, north! Come and tear down this canopy. "

The chief of Chizuru ordered his four apprentices to dismantle the tent on the copper coffin.

The movement on this side attracted the attention of the rear of the convoy.

"Oops! What are you doing? Why the canopy? "

A sissy came from the rear, crossed her waist and questioned everyone.

"Wu Shilang, absorb more sunlight, you can reduce the corpse qi a little."

Chizuru stepped forward and explained.

"So..."

"Tear it down, dismantle it, hurry up."

U Shirou nodded understandingly, and then returned to the back of the convoy.

Taking a bag of sticky rice from Kagaku, the convoy escorted by Chizuru Michi continued to set off again.

The convoy is gone.

Shimoku looked at the direction of the convoy leaving, and his heart became more and more uneasy.

He always felt that he had overlooked something.

But for a while, he couldn't figure it out.

Until......

Thundered! After a burst of lightning and thunder.

The wind was blowing, and a continuous dark cloud blew in the distant sky.

It's going to get dark.

A heavy rain is coming.

The Four Eyes Daoist suddenly remembered what Luo Yuan had said yesterday.

"The Evil Plague: 2.0....it's going to rain......."

"I see!!

All the intermittent thoughts in my mind instantly became a straight line.

"Not good!"

"Junior Brother is in danger!"

The four-eyed prefect immediately shouted.

He remembered the canopy that had just been demolished, and his heart was anxious.

He returned to the house, took out a bronze greatsword, and ran outside in a hurry.

"Master, where are you going?"

Jia Le asked suspiciously.

"I'll go out, you stay at home, don't run around."

Shimoku said, and the people had already run outside the compound.

Suddenly, a figure followed closely behind him.

"Old monk, why are you here?"

The Four Eyes didn't need to look back to know who the person who had followed him was.

"It's going to rain this day, and Chizuru Michi removed the tent because of my proposal, and I'm not worried, so I'll take a look."

Master Ichikyu looked sad and said in a deep voice.