Hong Kong variety show starting from zombies

Then here comes the problem.

Should I make money by studying under a master who will die within seven or eight years, or by studying under a master who may become an immortal through cultivation?

For Xiao Zhang, who is already a zombie, no matter which one he chooses, it is a sure profit.

There is poetry to prove it:

In order to learn Taoism and refine myself, I endured hardships for seven or eight years.

Copper skin and iron bones are not enough to praise, but you can travel around the world like a flying zombie.

How to get the Corpse King? It takes Uncle Feng to become a flying fairy.

Uncle Feng couldn't hear Xiao Zhang's limerick in his heart, but he sent out soul torture.

"Do you think that as long as you worship me as your teacher, I won't kill you?"

"Do you think that I may die in seven or eight years, so I urgently need a successor?"

"Do you think that after I die, the whole world will be free for you to roam?"

"Do you think that if I can really cultivate and become an immortal, then you, a little Mao Zong, can also ascend to heaven?"

ah? this……

Xiao Zhang, who was kneeling in front of Uncle Feng, said with a slightly embarrassed smile: "Uncle Feng, you don't hit people in the face, you don't tell them when you see through them. You are making things very difficult for me, Xiao Zhang."

It's really difficult, after all, I'm kneeling now.

Judging from Xiao Zhang's character, if there was really no hope at all, he would definitely not kneel down.

Men can live standing but cannot die kneeling.

Uncle Feng was silent again. Judging from the slight hesitation revealed in his eyes, he seemed to be distracted.

But Xiao Zhang, who was only three or four meters away from Uncle Feng, didn't dare to make the slightest move.

According to his physical condition at night, if he suddenly gets violent, no matter whether he is a human or a ghost, the enemy will be wiped out within three to four meters.

But the problem is that this is an old monster who is obviously 126 years old, but looks like a middle-aged man in his thirties or forties. He is proficient in Maoshan Taoism and was able to kill Mao Zhan 70 years ago.

When you suddenly launch an attack, whose fault are you attacking?

So Xiao Zhang decided to launch a verbal offensive to advance before retreating.

"Uncle Feng, how did you predict that I would appear on this island?" Xiao Zhang asked in a sincere tone: "You are such a good fortune teller, can you calculate the winning numbers for this lottery for me? ?Speaking of which, I don’t have a penny now. Why don’t you lend me ten or eight yuan first, and I will pay you back ten times a hundred times when I win the lottery. Don’t worry, as long as you keep me as a lieutenant general, I will definitely pay you back. "

The hesitant Uncle Feng focused his eyes on Xiao Zhang again.

"This is Dongpingzhou, which is temporarily affiliated with Xiangjiang. The time now is 1990. Your unfinished business back then... many people have completed it for you."

My unfinished business back then?

Xiao Zhang thought of his security team and how he found some suitable people in the security team to promote red ideas.

So, after I died, someone in my security team inherited my legacy, and while shining brightly, was also witnessed by Uncle Feng?

Thinking about it, Uncle Feng must have experienced that magnificent era since he lived from that era to now.

It's a pity that I couldn't throw the enemy's head and shed the enemy's blood as expected.

"Uncle Feng, I don't want to know anything else for now. I just want to know one thing. Do you want to accept me as a disciple? If you don't accept me as a disciple, I will get up. Although I am very strong now, it's weird to kneel down. It’s uncomfortable, I still want to take a shower and shave.”

Take advantage of the victory and pursue it, going straight in.

"Get up."

Uncle Feng did not answer Xiao Zhang's question, but he also confirmed his attitude that he would not kill Xiao Zhang easily.

"Stand still, don't move, I'll draw a charm for you."

Xiao Zhang hesitated a little as he stood up, but still stood still obediently.

I am a fisherman and a fisherman.

If you can't run away, you can only cooperate temporarily and wait for opportunities later.

Uncle Feng did not walk in front of Xiao Zhang, but stood there and bit his middle finger, and then stretched out his middle finger to draw a talisman in the air towards Xiao Zhang.

The blood flowing out of the fingertips seemed to be able to cling to the air. As Uncle Feng moved his fingers, it formed a bloody mysterious talisman, which glowed scarlet under the moonlight.

"Why is it the middle finger? Shouldn't it be the index finger? Uncle Feng, I'm offended."

Xiao Zhang used wisecracks to relieve his inner tension.

"Edict!"

Uncle Feng frowned and concentrated. While speaking, he pressed his middle finger on the bloody talisman and pointed at Xiao Zhang.

After the blood flashed away, Xiao Zhang felt a burning sensation coming from his heart. There was a slight sting, but it disappeared quickly.

When he looked down, he found nothing, not even the thick black hair on his heart that was damaged.

But it seems that some places are different.

"Don't worry, this talisman has only one function, that is, no matter where you run, I can find you."

After Uncle Feng completed the talisman, he actually laughed lightly.

This made Xiao Zhang very regretful.

"So, Uncle Feng, you didn't even think about where I would run to? Is it just pure luck that you met me here?"

So careless.

"No, I can calculate where you run, and I have indeed been waiting here for you for ten years." After Uncle Feng's mood improved, he was happy to explain: "But this algorithm is not suitable for me. It is also very difficult to say that I can only make one hexagram in ten years."

That's fine.

Xiao Zhang chose to believe in Uncle Feng.

There is no doubt that a Maoshan Taoist priest who was able to make paper figures chase him for more than 100 miles 70 years ago was much stronger than himself.

Cultivation is not martial arts training.

People who practice martial arts normally are afraid of losing their strength in boxing, but those who practice Taoism become stronger with age.

"So, what about the lottery?"

Xiao Zhang also relaxed and started asking questions sincerely this time.

"Uncle Feng, I am really penniless, and this is also because you chased me indiscriminately back then. Otherwise, I will definitely be able to complete my unfinished business. I won't say how much money I have saved. No matter how many careers you have, how big an official you are, at least you won't be as penniless as you are now."

"hehe……"

Uncle Feng sneered twice and said: "If you hadn't thrown yourself into the sea back then, you would have been dead for who knows how many years. Do you really think that after becoming a zombie, you can dominate the battlefield? Do you really think that if you are not afraid of guns, you will not be afraid of cannons? Do you really think that you, a little green zombie, could withstand the murderous intentions of the sky and the rise of dragons and snakes?"

Xiao Zhang did not argue, but asked curiously: "Then am I dead now?"

"Yes, and..." Uncle Feng said with a strange expression: "You are different from the average Mao Zong. The average Mao Zong cannot have a normal intelligence like you, nor can he be as flexible as you at night. There won’t be any strange power in the body.”

"Strange power?"

"The power of fire and water." Uncle Feng looked at Xiao Zhang, his eyes full of desire for research, and said: "The power of water is easy to understand. You have been soaking in the sea for 70 years, absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon. The aura of water is also normal. But the power of fire, I can’t see the reason.”

fire?

Xiao Zhang asked worriedly: "Then will I catch fire inexplicably?"

"Haha..." Uncle Feng mocked: "It's not easy to get angry, but I also need to do in-depth research."

"Research is okay, but don't go too deep." Xiao Zhang also wanted to study himself, but he didn't want others to study him, so he changed the subject and said: "Uncle Feng, let's talk about business, you are just a lottery ticket, otherwise, I have no money and I can only Go ahead and be a pretty boy, and then you will accuse me of having evil intentions."

Uncle Feng's expression became serious.

"I gave you this talisman just to worry about you breaking the law and committing crimes. As long as you do bad things and I find out, I will definitely kill you."

"That won't happen, that won't happen for sure. Being a pretty girl is a mutually agreeable thing, and it's not illegal."

Xiao Zhang didn't pay attention to Uncle Feng's words.

If it is discovered, it will be destroyed. So as long as it is not discovered, doesn't it mean that you can do whatever you want?

From today on, I, Xiao Zhang, am an outlaw.

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