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"Senior brother, what do you mean by this?" Taoist Master Qianhe still attached great importance to his senior brother's words.

"I'm watching the changes in the sky. It will rain heavily tonight, and maybe there will be thunder and lightning! You take down the tent now. If it rains at night, the ink bucket net will be wetted by the rain, and what will happen if the zombies inside run out?" Wu Siyuan asked.

Monk Yixiu looked a little embarrassed when he heard this. He didn't think carefully, but Wu Siyuan caught the loophole. This slap in the face came too fast!

But no one paid attention to him at this time.

Taoist Master Qianhe is worthy of being a person with a humble personality who can listen to other people's opinions. When he thought about it, he quickly gave an order to his four disciples, "East, south, west, and north, the four of you, move the tents Put it back on."

Although they didn't quite understand their master's repeated behavior, the four disciples still went to get the tents honestly.

It's just that they don't have an opinion, but others do.

"What are you doing, what are you doing? Aren't you dismantling the tent to reduce the corpse energy? Now you are installing the tent again?" A slurping voice came from the side. What's more terrible is that the person who said this voice was a The big man with a mustache and rouge and gouache also waved a handkerchief and pinched his orchid fingers.

Not Wu Shilang or who?

Wu Siyuan knew that this guy's sexual orientation was abnormal, and he had some unreasonable thoughts about Jia Le, a disciple of Taoist Master Four Eyes. More importantly, when this guy was in power, his eyes were higher than his head, and few people were taken seriously by him. , so too lazy to pay attention to him!

Taoist priest Qianhe stepped forward and explained to Wu Shilang, "My senior brother said there will be heavy rain tonight, so we put a tent on the golden coffin just in case!"

"It looks like this..." Wu Shilang looked up at the sky, which was cloudless, and said, "The weather is fine, how can there be rain?"

"Okay, don't waste time, let's get on the road! Rush to the capital as soon as possible and meet the emperor early!" Wu Shilang said arrogantly and ordered the guards and soldiers to start their journey!

Just at this time, Jiale came back with a small bag of glutinous rice and handed it to Taoist Qianhe.

Seeing this, Taoist Master Qianhe sighed helplessly, turned around and said to Wu Siyuan and Monk Yixiu, "Brother, Master Yixiu, we are setting off. See you later!"

"See you later!" Master Yixiu also said.

"See you later! Be careful along the way." Wu Siyuan could only say this.

"Goodbye!" Taoist priest Qianhe set out on the road.

"You can still live if you do evil in heaven, but you can't live if you do evil in man!"

Wu Siyuan shook his head and sighed, turned around and walked back to the house silently.

Monk Yixiu was a little strange and asked Jia Le, "Jia Le, what happened to your master?"

Jia Le shook his head and said calmly, "I don't know, but that's just how he is, so weird."

Monk Ikkyu thought so and returned to his house.

When Jia Le returned to the house, he was surprised to find Wu Siyuan packing things.

He asked doubtfully, "Master, are you going to take the goods out?"

The goods Jia Le was talking about were the dead bodies that Taoist Priest Simu helped people chase away.

Wu Siyuan shook his head and threw a consecrated mahogany sword and a dozen yellow talismans to Jiale, saying, "Put these guys away to defend yourself! I have to go out for something! If you encounter dirty things, do it!" "

"I still have some magic weapons in my room. If you need them, go inside and get them!"

After saying that, Wu Siyuan hurried out, leaving Jia Le confused.

Not long after he left, there was a thunderclap in the clear sky and the wind picked up.

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That night, high woods!

There was darkness, wind and rain, thunder and lightning.

Because the rain was too heavy, it was impossible to walk, so Taoist Master Qianhe's corpse transport team was stationed here.

It was difficult to erect the tent in the storm.

Taoist priest Qianhe, who was soaked in the rain, looked at this scene worriedly, and suddenly found that the ink fountain on the golden coffin had been washed away and dripped by the rain.

The ink ink mixed with rooster blood has strong yang properties and is used to seal the royal zombies in the golden coffin.

This royal zombie is particularly ferocious and has reached the standard of [Bronze Corpse].

If the chicken blood and ink were washed away, the golden coffin alone might not be able to suppress this zombie.

At this time, he felt a little regretful. He had known that he should not have listened to Master Yixiu's advice today. He should have followed what Senior Brother Four Eyes said and not dismantled the tent!

If there is a tent to cover it, although it cannot completely block the wind and rain, at least it will not be like now!

Just at this time, a subordinate reported to Wu Shilang that the tent had been set up. Taoist priest Qianhe went to Wu Shilang worriedly and said, "Wu Shilang, can you let the coffin go in first?"

"Why?"

"Because the ink lines are starting to fade."

"Oh... no!"

"Just a moment..." Taoist priest Qianhe said anxiously.

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Wu Shilang, "It will be fine if you wait, but not now!"

Wu Shilang smiled flatteringly and walked up to the little boy wearing luxurious robes, and said respectfully, "Brother Seventy-One, we can enter the camp now."

The little boy sitting on the sedan nodded silently.

"You have to sit tight. Get up the sedan!"

Wu Shilang called to the soldiers to carry Brother No. 71 into the barracks, "Hurry up, hurry up!"

Taoist priest Qianhe was almost dying of anxiety. He glanced at the golden coffin again. The ink lines on the coffin had been melted away!

Fortunately, at this time, Brother No. 71 had already sat down in the barracks, and the soldiers carrying the sedan also came out.

Taoist priest Qianhe looked at it and said quickly, "Hurry up and push it into the barracks!"

His four disciples and several soldiers came to help and pushed the golden coffin towards the barracks with difficulty.

Suddenly, a gust of evil wind blew by.

The rain stopped for no apparent reason.

Several people were a little happy, after all, no one wanted to work in the rain.

They continued to push the golden coffin, and as a result, there was thunder and lightning.

Suddenly a bolt of lightning struck from the sky and landed on the golden coffin.

Several soldiers were unable to dodge and were directly electrocuted into charcoal and lost their lives.

Wu Shilang heard the sound and came out of the tent to take a look, "What's the matter? What's the matter?"

As a result, a creaking sound was heard from the golden coffin.

He followed the sound and saw that the net on the golden coffin was glowing with orange light, and a pair of hands inside the coffin were pushing the lid outward.

Wu Shilang's face changed with fright and he hurriedly stepped back, "Oh, it's so scary!"

On the other side, Taoist Master Qianhe's face also became particularly ugly. He shouted to his disciples in an urgent tone, "Bring the rope, hurry up!"

At this time, the network cable on the golden coffin was about to be broken, and the coffin lid was about to be pushed open by the royal zombies inside.

When Taoist Master Qianhe saw something was wrong, he immediately jumped on top of the golden coffin and used his own weight to hold down the golden coffin!

The two disciples also brought a rope as thick as an arm. Taoist Master Qianhe took the rope and joined forces with several disciples to tie up the golden coffin with the rope.