Reborn Zombie Supreme

There was a lot of fighting and ping-pong in the house, and Wang Wanwan and others in the yard heard the excitement, but they couldn't see anything.

"Quick! Give me cinnabar!"

Mao Shanming nimbly threw the two fish out, holding a wooden sword and shouting at Wang Wanwan.

"Cinnabar, cinnabar!"

The servant handed over the cinnabar.

"Not this!" Mao Shanming raised his hand and knocked over the cinnabar box.

"Do you have any banknotes? This ghost is a bit fierce. I need the cinnabar on the official seal to suppress evil spirits!"

Mao Shanming's chest rose and fell, as if he was exhausted.

"Money? Yes! Yes!"

Wang Wanwan took out a fifty yuan bill from his arms and handed it over.

"Hey, he's quite rich."

Mao Shanming twitched the corner of his mouth, but his words were serious: "Wait for me to try!"

Xiaobao, who looked like a five or six-year-old child, was carried out with a money note on his forehead, shaking from time to time as if he was being electrocuted.

"No, the official seal is not powerful enough. Do you have more money?"

"Bigger? Yes, yes."

There had been two waves of "masters" before, and they were beaten to pieces without even touching the ghost's face. Now that he finally saw the ghost, Wang Wanwan saw that he had hope of conquering them, so naturally he would not be reluctant to give up money.

"Wow, five hundred yuan! It's big enough, it's big enough!"

Mao Shanming's eyes widened and he couldn't close his mouth. He picked up two pieces of five hundred yuan and placed them on the heads of the big and small ghosts one after another.

The ghosts, big and small, got the signal and stood still.

"Is there a wine jar? Bring one!"

Mao Shanming took the wine jar, raised his hand to take the two ghosts in, and quietly collected three banknotes.

"Now that the ghost has been conquered, it's time for me to leave."

"That's not right, Taoist Master Mao, the ghost inside is a female ghost..." Wang Baiwan grabbed Mao Shanming's wrist and pulled him to prevent him from leaving.

"F-Female ghost?" Mao Shanming was riding a tiger and couldn't get off. There was really a ghost in the room, and he couldn't deal with it.

A gust of dark wind blew up, and Mao Shanming and all the ghosts and ghosts were swallowed into the room.

A few minutes later,

"Help! Help!"

Seeing Mao Shanming fleeing hastily, Wang Baiwan sighed, and he really met another charlatan.

He spent a lot of money to build this house, so it would be a pity to lose it.

The house deeds, land deeds, and the second son's wedding room are all here.

What should I do...sigh.

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He Cheng held an umbrella and walked quickly. Although he was in a running posture, his one foot bounced on the ground as if he were stepping on a flying swallow, floating as if he were flying.

He turned his clothes inside out and wore a Bagua diagram on the back of his apricot yellow Taoist robe, with yin and yang fish buttons on the inside.

People wearing ordinary clothes and traveling in such a hurry are likely to be feared. If they were transformed into Taoist priests, they would definitely be revered as the True Immortals of the Land. Moreover, there was no intention in mind. Wearing Taoist robes would be like fishing in troubled waters. Maybe you would meet a Taoist monk with bad eyesight and think you are a Taoist. Friends, we can also have a meat meal.

Following the spiritual blood on the ground, I saw the carriage seal intercepting the blood.

"Let him escape"

He Cheng exhaled "Alas", and the corpse poison hit the weeds on the roadside and died.

If he kills Master Qian, he might be able to advance to another four levels in a row, and his body might become as flexible as a living person!

He is not worried about Zhenren Qian's revenge.

Anyone who is a Taoist priest wants to kill him when they see him. It doesn't matter whether he has enemies or not. It's a pity that the great master just ran away and followed him all the way.

It's late afternoon.

As the yang energy declined, the corpse energy in the body revived, and it was at this time that He Cheng's level 10 abilities were revealed.

Jump higher, run faster, and be stronger.

A dog barking "woof, woof, woof" could be heard in the distance. After taking a few steps closer, the dog was too frightened to move.

"What should I do?"

In the wild mountains and forests, there was a young man riding a high-pole foreign car on the road.

He was the young man who was sent by Wang Wanwan to find the master before. After finding a parallel importer, he was also deprived of the right to dinner. Wang Wanwan ordered him to go out quickly to find the master to exorcise ghosts.

The house was haunted, and the Wang family was so frightened that they did not dare to sleep in the house.

The young man was not glad that he didn't have to see ghosts, but he was afraid of being intercepted due to the recent horse thieves.

"How should I find this expert?"

Just as he sighed, he saw a yellow figure land on one foot. It bounced as high as a tree branch, landed on the ground and bounced again. It was no slower than him riding a rickshaw.

Wearing an apricot-yellow Taoist robe, wearing a Bagua green felt hat, holding a Bagua yellow cloth bag diagonally across his head, and holding a Yin-Yang Universe paper umbrella.

This way of traveling and this outfit, who dares to say that this is not an expert?

"Master! Master, wait for me!!"

He Cheng caught a glimpse of a cyclist in the distance and thought that ordinary people would be of little help to him, so he planned to go around them.

Who would have thought that the man would pedal his bicycle desperately to catch up.

He Cheng fell to the ground, his feet pressed out of the earth pit, and his back was turned to the young man without saying a word.

The young man just thought it was because the master was acting strangely. "Master, Taoist priest, our family has been attacked by an evil spirit. We have invited masters three times, but they couldn't fight the ghost. Now, master, I have been asked to come out to look for help. Master, please do it." Help us! Our master, Wang Wanwan, has countless fertile farmland, and we will never let you get rid of it in vain."

Looking for zombies to catch ghosts?

He Cheng turned his back to the young man and shook his head. This young man was really whimsical.

Ghosts have a sense of territory. They stay in one place for a long time, not because they are doing evil, but because they are bound by the bones and unable to move. As a zombie, why would he step into other people's territory and ask for trouble?

Seeing He Cheng raising his feet to jump, the young man added

"There was a Taoist priest named Mao Shanming before, but he was chased away by ghosts. Taoist priest, why don't you go and take a look?"

Mao Shanming?

He Cheng glanced at the ugly word "Maoshan Ming" written on the lower right corner of the red cloth strip, tore up the strip and motioned for the young man to lead the way.

If you can't catch Qian Zhenren, you won't lose if you can catch Mao Shanming.

The young man happily turned the front of the truck around, thinking he had found a real person, but he didn't know that he was actually an evil spirit.

Along the way,

The young man found that the Taoist priest next to him was silent. Or rather, he could not speak. No matter what he asked, he only nodded and shook his head.

The sky was getting dark, and He Cheng held an umbrella again. The shadow blocked his entire face, and only his white chin and white beard could be seen.

I guessed that this should be an elderly Taoist priest.

"Is this Taoist Master Mao Shanming's senior brother? No matter whether it succeeds or not this time, we finally have a good relationship." The young man relaxed in his heart. He would be frightened when he met ghosts while walking at night, but he would be dead if he met a horse bandit. .

What surprised the young man was that the yellow-robed Taoist priest was very capable in rushing. He was riding a foreign car and he was able to keep up with the other party without falling behind.

Moreover, after riding and dancing for so long, I didn’t even hear the Taoist priest breathing heavily.

Awesome, really awesome!

On a hilltop more than ten miles away from Wang Village, a man with four eyes was crawling in the grass, looking into the distance with a homemade telescope.

"Captain, what are you looking at?"

A voice came next to his ear, and Ah Qiang knew it must be Ah Fu even without raising his head.

"Look at the beauty!"

"Looking at the beauty?" Ah Fu's voice rose three times.

The people in ambush around him suddenly raised their heads and stared at Aqiang with straight eyes.

"Ah Qiang! You dare to look at a beautiful woman!" Ah Fu yelled, "Oh, oh," and then threatened: "Show me, or I'll tell Uncle Jiu!"

"You damn fat man, okay, here you go!"

Ah Fu took the binoculars with satisfaction, only to see a young man riding a rickshaw more than ten miles away, followed by zombies wearing yellow clothes and holding umbrellas.

What is the jumping thing not a zombie? Could it be that he is a god?

Watching Uncle Jiu use his moves all year round, he could guess one, two, or three.

Ah Fu scratched the back of his head, but Ah Qiang snatched the binoculars away.

Ah Fu was just about to get angry when he saw an upright and majestic middle-aged man standing behind him.

"Uncle Nine..."

Ah Fu said hello, and the other party responded with a soft "hmm".

Ah Qiang was holding a telescope with a gloating look on his face, and was winking at Ah Fu.