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Chapter Nineteen

Uncle Jiu, who was originally planning to explain, suddenly turned gloomy when he heard Ren Fa's last sentence. It was true that these Taoist priests were inferior to those of us in this era, but this did not mean that anyone could say that they were dogs.

If he had great ability, he would not have been because of the idea that the Taoist sect was to avoid the world and seek the Tao in a peaceful and prosperous era, he would have at least become a guest of honor for the officials of the border. He would have been really angry when Ren Fa insulted him like this.

"It's hard to persuade the damn ghost, Ren Fa, I hope you won't feel regretful when the matter comes to an end. Wencai and Qiu Sheng drove the idle people out of the charity village and they are not welcome."

Seeing that Uncle Jiu dared to show his face to show him the ugly face, Ren Fa was even more angry. If it weren't for the fact that Lin Jiu was indeed a little capable in the rumors, the charity village was Lin Jiu's home court, Ren Fa would have asked Lin Jiu to try out the bitter consequences of angering the owner of Ren Family Town.

The two waves of people parted in disagreement. I wanted to ask if someone in the Ren family would be involved in Ren Tingting's funeral. Wencai, who saw Uncle Jiu's frowning face, subconsciously swallowed the words in his mouth back to his stomach. He was raised by Uncle Jiu, who didn't know that this expression was really angry.

At night, Qiu Sheng, who was afraid that Uncle Jiu had nowhere to vent his anger, had lost his heart and escaped early. After dinner, Wencai, who was timid and afraid of things, quickly closed the bedroom door and hid in the small building to form a unity, regardless of spring, summer, autumn and winter. Only Wang Yu made a pot of Tieguanyin to clear heat and remove fire, and took the teapot to Uncle Jiu with his own initiative.

"Master, you have also said good words and it's hard to persuade the damn. Since that's the case, why should we bother with the dead?"

Uncle Cha Jiu who took the hand from Wang Yu and did not reply. He was really angry with Ren Fa's insult. He kindly wanted to help him resolve a disaster of family destruction. It would be fine if Ren Fa's dog was not grateful to him, but he even compared him with dogs. If he could swallow this tone easily, he wouldn't call Lin Jiu.

"Master, instead of being bad for Ren Fa's tone, it would be better for us to think about how we should get rid of the zombie carried back by the Ren family after they escaped from the trap and killed all their blood relatives."

Wang Yuti, who was also unhappy with Ren Fa's attitude, didn't mention it kindly and went to save the Ren family. He never cared about the life and death of the Ren family. It was Wang Yu, who was likely to cause trouble, and he had some thoughts about it. His Yin De was only five strands left. I wonder how many strands of Yin De can be added after slaughtering it?

As for why he didn't interfere with Ren Weiyong or just follow the original work, and after the Ren family's father and son turned into zombies, Wang Yu can only say that you look down on the bottom line in his heart too much. He is a hero, but a hero does not mean that he has no bottom line in his life and things without principles.

After hearing Wang Yu talk about how to deal with Ren Weiyong's zombie in the future, Uncle Jiu suppressed his anger slightly: "I won't interfere in the matter of the Ren family. Since there is a disaster in their destiny, it depends on whether the good deeds accumulated by the ancestors of the Ren family are enough.

It was Ren Weiyong. If it really sucked the blood of the Ren family’s blood relatives, I was afraid that the usual restraint methods in my Maoshan Technique might not be able to cure it?

In this way, in the past two days, I will focus on preparing a few powerful talismans and some magic weapons. If I am prepared, it will be just a zombie, so it will not be difficult to solve.

Wencai and Qiu Sheng are still wandering in the Taoist realm of Taoist boys. They may not be able to help when dealing with zombies. Wang Yu, you have already entered the training realm and have fought with the royal corpse spirit head-on. You are also a master in the world. You really have to take more responsibility when killing zombies.

Tomorrow morning, I will teach you how to use magic power freely. The Tianzan Qinglu sword in your hand is combined with the magic power of the master realm. I am afraid that zombies will not be able to take your sword.

In addition, I would like to say one thing to you. It is not a good thing to devote your energy to the fundamental martial arts Qingyang Technique. The world is getting more and more chaotic. If we practitioners do not have some hard skills to protect the Tao, we should not mention the chaos of wars, just the evil spirits that may be encountered in the future will be enough for us to drink a pot.

Before you left, Master Simu left you two martial arts. I wanted to wait for you to consolidate your level of training for a year and a half to teach you. Now it seems that I will give it to you now!

These two skills are "Palm Thunder" and "Divine Fighting", which are both your Simu Master's basic skills. Tonight, take the secret book back and take a look first, I will pass it on to you tomorrow.

When you achieve some success in both of your skills, I will pass on the unique skills you and I know.”

After taking two brand new thread-bound copybooks from Uncle Jiu, Wang Yu was a little confused. In addition to squeezing his labor force, Taoist Simu also left behind the bottom of the box for him?

He, Wang Yu, is just the immortal and cheap nephew of Simu! Do you need to treat him so heartily? Isn’t this kind of martial arts that are all passed down to men but not women, and not son-in-law? Just like the Xingyi gun stake passed down to his family?

Inexplicably, Wang Yu's mentality as an outsider was a little shaken!

Holding two handwritten manuscripts full of comments and turning around the room, Wang Yu did not immediately open these two new Taoist secret techniques. He had a small impact on his thinking and thoughts, and he needed some time to sort out his thoughts.

After changing his sight, in a European-style villa in the center of Renjia Town, the Renjia mourning hall that had been noisy for a while, began to quiet down. After seeing off all the relatives and friends who came to visit and pay tribute, the Ren family gradually dispersed. Only a few young people from the Ren family occupied a corner of the living room and nodded and dozed off. Two people simply fell asleep on the table where tea was placed in front of them.

In the middle of the living room, Mars gradually faded in the copper basin full of paper money ashes, and strands of decaying and unpleasant aura escaped from the coffin above the basin. In the coffin, Ren Wei, who had originally closed his eyes, bravely opened a pair of pale and godless corpse eyes.

He felt the fatal attraction emitted by the blood relatives who were close at hand in his instinct, and Ren Weiyong immediately prepared to break free from the narrow environment he was in. But by chance, Uncle Jiu started out as the Modou Net, which was bounced on the coffin in order to preserve his face in front of Wang Yu, played its initial use.

The Mo Dou Net composed of dozens of horizontal and vertical talisman lines is not something that the little zombie that is so scammered is easily able to break free. After all, corpse spirits like royal zombies that have become spirits are rare.

No matter how Ren Weiyong in the coffin is tormented in the coffin, it is suppressed by Modou.com.

I don’t know if the Ren family’s servants were too stupid or if his family was really dead, but the sound Ren Weiyong made in the coffin for the middle of the night failed to alarm anyone?

With a loud rooster crowing, the movements in the coffin immediately disappeared.
Chapter completed!
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