Hong Kong variety show starting from zombies

"Hiss...this refined razor is so powerful."

After Xiao Zhang used up an ordinary razor, he witnessed Uncle Feng, who felt sorry for Qian, demonstrating the refining method of Maoshan Taoism.

An ordinary razor was smeared with some black dog blood, and cinnabar yellow paper was used as a charm. With a pop, it was directly ignited on the razor and burned for a moment.

The hard hair on Xiao Zhang's body can be shaved off easily, just like shaving when he was alive.

But the originally sharp ordinary razor was like a dull knife when facing his hair.

It's a pity that although Xiao Zhang watched the entire refining process of Uncle Feng, he couldn't learn it at all, and Uncle Feng had no intention of teaching him.

"Uncle Feng, I can't scrape the back of my butt, otherwise..."

"roll."

"oh."

Fortunately, the night had passed. After dawn, Xiao Zhang's body flexibility suddenly increased, and there was no place on his body that he could not scratch.

Except for the hair, eyebrows, and brother's hair, all the hair in other places was shaved clean by Xiao Zhang.

I originally wanted to keep my leg hair and sexy chest hair, but the problem was that these hairs were too long and too hard, which looked abnormal, so I simply shaved them off.

The strange thing is that if the hair is so thick, thick and hard, the pores must also be very large.

But after shaving, Xiao Zhang found that his whole body seemed to have no pores, especially his face, which was originally covered with hair, was now as delicate as a baby's skin.

In this regard, Uncle Feng gave a professional explanation from the perspective of a Maoshan Taoist priest.

"Zombies talk about science? Talk about common sense? You have been soaked in the sea for 70 years, are you brain-damaged?"

It was indeed very professional and directly dispelled Xiao Zhang's idea of ​​studying this point.

"Uncle Feng, when will I grow it again? It always feels weird to be covered with hair, and shaving it is really troublesome, and I have to soak the whole body. By the way, Uncle Feng, yours I've used up all the shaving foam. When are you going to buy it again? By the way, buy me two sets of clothes. Your clothes are too tight... Ahem, I didn't say you were short. Don't think too much about it, eh? Why are you drawing talismans? Talk nicely."

The talisman reappeared, the same talisman was drawn in the air, but this time Uncle Feng did not bite off his middle finger and use blood as the talisman.

The special vision brought by Mao Zheng allowed Xiao Zhang to see the white aura on Uncle Feng's fingertips. It was said that it was the condensed spiritual energy.

Fu Cheng.

Enter.

This time there was no burning or stinging sensation.

"Okay, as long as your strength doesn't break through, your hair won't grow."

"Breakthrough? Does it mean that I broke through to the realm of flying zombies?"

"Do you still know about Fei Zhan?"

"I heard the voice of your old man talking to your two apprentices in the coffin."

"Well...yes, as long as you don't break through to the realm of flying zombies, your hair will not grow back. Except for your hair, your eyebrows will not grow longer, and your beard will not grow either."

"Then what if I turn into a flying zombie?"

"I'll kill you."

Not angry, not angry.

The master you choose.

Although he has not yet succeeded in becoming a disciple, it is just because he failed at noon, because sooner or later he will learn Maoshan Taoism from Uncle Feng.

"Master."

"My name is Uncle Feng."

"Master Uncle Feng, where are my two senior brothers? You have lived for so many years, and they are both younger than you..."

"Dead, died in the war."

After Uncle Feng said these words, he seemed to be lost in memories again, his eyes were unfocused and his breathing became long.

This is normal, older people like to reminisce about the past.

"Attitude, Master Uncle Feng, you have to maintain your attitude. The past is in the past. If you can't change it, why not think more openly? Let's focus on the future. For example, you chased me back then and I didn't remember the faults of the villain, but now you still worship me. You are my teacher, please learn from me."

"Adults don't remember the faults of villains?"

"Is this the point? Master, your focus is wrong."

"Call me Uncle Feng, don't add Master."

"If you don't want to add it, then don't add it. Why are you drawing talismans? It's amazing to be able to draw talismans?"

Uncle Feng came to his senses and began to draw the talisman again. He also drew the talisman in the air and used spiritual energy as the talisman. However, after the talisman was completed, he did not throw it on Xiao Zhang.

Instead, he threw it on a large water tank in the yard.

This made Xiao Zhang curious.

It is a large water tank that is as tall as one person, and only three people can hug it. There are mysterious talismans painted in cinnabar around it, and the top is covered with a raincloth, and several talismans are also attached.

"What's in here? They can't all be female ghosts, right? Uncle Feng, you just... bring out the good things and share them with everyone."

"I know a talisman that can make people and zombies unable to speak anymore. Do you want to try it?"

"Do you want to study? If you teach me, I will definitely study hard."

Xiao Zhang had already determined that the more human he was, the safer he would be, at least in front of Uncle Feng.

As expected, Uncle Feng didn't give him a talisman, maybe because he didn't want to have a Mao Zong whining non-stop at home every day.

"There are indeed ghosts in here. You are Mao Zhan and you already have Yin and Yang eyes. If all these ghosts escape after I die, you are responsible for killing them all."

"Why don't you kill them now?"

“Sin shall not lead to death.”

"Then why did you let me kill you after you died?"

"When I was alive, their crimes were not worthy of death, but after I died and they escaped, it would definitely be a heinous crime."

It sounds reasonable.

Xiao Zhang asked curiously: "Then you are not worried. After your death, I also committed a lot of crimes and they made trouble for me?"

"If I'm unlucky and really want to die, then if you don't kill them, you will definitely die too." Uncle Feng laughed, looked at Xiao Zhang and asked: "Do you want to know what I will do? "

"I definitely don't want to. I still want you to become an immortal and live as long as heaven."

Xiao Zhang quickly shook his head to express his stance.

This flattery is meaningless, because Uncle Feng has already matured into a mature man. What kind of person has he not seen before?

He can tell the difference between a lie and a lie, let alone a human being?

"I went out to work, and there are some books I prepared for you at home. After you read them, you will be able to understand the changes in these 70 years."

Uncle Feng has not forgotten his work, and seems to be relieved to leave Xiao Zhang at his home.

"If anyone comes here, just say that you are my distant nephew and that's why you came here."

"What if someone wants to check my ID card? I don't have one."

"In Dongpingzhou, if I don't investigate you, who would dare to investigate you?"

After Uncle Feng responded domineeringly, he frowned and asked, "Why do you know your ID card?"

No way, no way, no one really thinks that I am an old man who has lived since the early years of the Republic of China, right?

I traveled from 2021 in another world to the early Republic of China in this world. Not to mention knowing about ID cards, I have used 5G.

"I heard it. I heard it from someone else when I was walking last night."

"Take a walk? Haha..."

Uncle Feng didn't dwell on this. He gave Xiao Zhang an "I'll keep an eye on you" look, and then went out to work.

Xiao Zhang gained short-term freedom.

Otherwise, just run away?

But that locator...

Let me see what Taoist secrets Uncle Feng has in his house.

Cracking the locator is the second priority. The main thing is that Xiao Zhang wants to know how to change from Mao Zong to Fei Zong.

As for Uncle Feng, he said that after he became a flying zombie, he would kill himself.

Haha... Now that I can fly, am I still afraid of being chased by you, a 126-year-old man?