[Latest Broadcast] Tomorrow is 515, the starting point anniversary, the most benefits day. In addition to gift bags and school bags, this time the "515 red envelopes are flirted with" must be seen. There is no reason to not grab red envelopes. Set an alarm clock~

It was another morning, and Zhang Shuo got up as usual to practice.

However, today I practiced Maoshan Qi Refining Technique. After coming to the zombie world, the "qi" that Zhang Shuo felt during his breathing every day was always automatically integrated into the body's qi and blood, and only had the function of nourishing the body.

Now I learned from Maoshan Qi Refining Technique that this kind of "qi" is called spiritual energy or vital energy by Qi practitioners. Those who are extremely talented in Taoism can produce a sense of qi within three to five days, and then nourish the spiritual energy in the body and refine it into magic power. This is the basis for casting all magic.

When Zhang Shuo first arrived in this world, he would enter his body by meditating on the first day, but he would not nourish the true qi. After the qi entered the body, it would be assimilated by the magnificent and domineering qi and blood in his body. Today, Zhang Shuo would try to refine his first magic power!

Close your eyes and sit cross-legged, straighten your upper body, and run the Qi-induced method in Maoshan Qi Refining. A trace of vague vital energy enters the body from the pores of Zhang Shuo's acupoints around him. Then Zhang Shuo runs according to the mysterious route of causing the method, flowing slowly in the meridians, slowly growing at a speed that the naked eye cannot detect.

Zhang Shuo was close to the master of the Chinese martial arts and had a strong foundation. This time he drew qi into his body and even an invisible whirlwind was generated around him. He had thirty small circles for a row until the meridians were swelling and unbearable, and they stopped transporting, and finally stored in the sea of ​​qi.

Half an hour later, Zhang Shuo opened his eyes and a purple light never dissipated.

He came to the altar, yellow paper, cinnabar, chicken blood, ink, etc. that had been prepared by the servants.

"Well~ Let's start with the talisman technique."

Spread out the yellow paper, pick up the pen and dip it with a little cinnabar, condense a trace of magic power that has just been stored in the body, and use it on the pen, and draw a corpse-suppressing talisman in one go according to the memory in your mind.

Fucheng! The magic power contained in it will last for a long time. This is the function of talismans, a function of storing magic power.

In the movie, Uncle Jiu and Taoist Master Simu bit his finger and cast magic with blood. He could suppress it by a little bit on the head of a white-armored zombie. However, without the talisman, the silk magic power would sooner or later disappear. So the ancestors of Taoism developed the technique of talismans, which could store magic power on it for a long time, among which Taoist talismans and Buddhist talismans are the most representative.

"Haha, I didn't expect that I was a practitioner of Taoism. According to the nature of the heaven and earth, it is not a false statement for the qi practitioner to seek immortals and ask for Taoism."

I felt the level of nourishment of the magic power in my body, and long-lasting vision is not a false statement!

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After breakfast, Ren Fa went to manage the business, and Zhang Shuo and Tingting did not go out to play, because Uncle Jiu was coming today. Ren Fa asked Zhang Shuo to treat him before leaving. Anyway, Zhang Shuo's identity is well known now.

"Mr. Ren is not at home, where is your son-in-law?" At this time, Uncle Jiu's voice came from outside the door.

"Mr. Ren is going out to discuss business. My son-in-law is waiting for you in the living room. Come with me." The housekeeper Lai Fu brought Uncle Jiu into the living room.

"Uncle Jiu, my father-in-law is out for something, so I told me to entertain you all. If you are not careful, please forgive me. Have you found the new tomb?"

Before Uncle Jiu could speak, Zhang Shuo pulled Ren Tingting to the door and greeted the other party first, and then asked.

"Yeah~ I finally live up to my entrustedness."

"Let's go to the house to talk in detail. Tingting will entertain Wencai and Qiu Sheng, and I will talk to Uncle Jiu to talk about the matter."

Zhang Shuo waved his hand and showed his attitude as if the male lead was the female lead, the female lead was the outer one. This is also the way to entertain guests in traditional Chinese families.

"Wencai, you are acquaintances, you are all acquaintances. You don't have to be so reserved. Sit down and drink some tea and snacks. Uncle Jiu and Brother Shuo will be finished in a while."

Now Ren Tingting is becoming more and more dignified and mature. She asked Wencai and her two to use some snacks, and then she read the newspaper by herself.

Ignoring Wencai, Qiu Sheng looked and touched the living room with a curious baby. In ten minutes, Zhang Shuo and Uncle Jiu discussed the burial matter and got downstairs. Now Mr. Ren has been burned to a pile of ashes, but he has to be buried again.

"Wencai, what did Qiu Sheng touch? What did he look like~" Xue Huang went downstairs to see two apprentices playing there, and he was so angry that he was furious.

"We didn't make trouble without a master~" He counted it when he saw it, and the two of them immediately stood at attention, but Qiu Sheng obviously had no strength today, so he stood at attention a little shaking.

"Then A Shuo, let's go back first and say goodbye." Uncle Jiu glared at the two apprentices and bowed to Zhang Shuo for goodbye.

"Goodbye Uncle Jiu" "Uncle Jiu, please go slowly~" Zhang Shuo and Ren Tingting stood up and sent Uncle Jiu's master and apprentice out. After all, Uncle Jiu is an elder and respected.

"Brother Shuo, did you find something wrong with Qiu Sheng today?" After seeing off Uncle Jiu and the other two, Ren Tingting hugged Zhang Shuo's arm and turned back to the room, asking curiously.

"Well, judging from his appearance, the yin energy is plagued with yang energy, I guess he has encountered a female ghost." Zhang Shuo rubbed his chin and laughed strangely.

"Hmph~ You can see that Uncle Jiu doesn't care?" Ren Tingting obviously didn't believe it, especially Zhang Shuo's tone when he talked about the female ghost.

"Oh, I haven't dealt with you for a long time, so how dare I talk back to you like this?! It seems that I want to be a regular husband." Zhang Shuo screamed and hugged Ren Tingting, a princess, picked it up and ran to the bedroom upstairs.

"Oh, it's still daytime, and the people are watching."

"It's okay, I just happened to make up for what I had last night. We have to quickly fulfill my father-in-law's wish to hug my grandson!"

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Time flies, and two days later, the four Taoist priests drove the body through Uncle Jiu's charity village again.

"Junior brother, this is the little brother Zhang Shuo who is uniformed with black armor zombies that I mentioned to you. A Shuo, this is my junior brother, known as the Taoist Simu." Yizhuang, in the living room of Uncle Jiu, was introducing Zhang Shuo and Simu to each other.

"So you are Zhang Shuo, you are such a hero as a boy~"

"Master Simu, I have long been accused of Daming. I heard that the Taoist priest is doing business to drive corpses, and I want to buy some corpses, but I don't know~~"

Zhang Suo replied with a gift and went straight to the point.

"Uh~ This, we drove the corpse for the purpose of the wandering dead to return to their roots, not for money!"

Simu was stunned when he heard Zhang Shuo's request, and then Dayi said with a slight slightest, but the right hand gestured to rub money to destroy the image of the master.

"Haha, a little bit of meaning, no respect~"

Zhang Shuo opened the small box he carried and saw that it was full of gold bars.

"Haha, that's the "boss" on this trip, all of whom have paid for it, but don't worry, there are many corpses in my family that have not been collected by relatives, so I'll send them to you in a few days!"

He quickly took the gold, afraid that Zhang Shuo would regret it, so he quickly replied.

"It's okay. I'm free, so I'll go with the Taoist priest and take a look at the "goods" by the way."

Seeing Simu took the gold, Zhang Shuo smiled proudly and said indifferently that this was his way to get into the plot of "Uncle Zombie".

"Ashuo, let me ask, if something like zombies is not controlled properly, it will be very troublesome. Why do you want to buy a corpse?"

Uncle Jiu, who had been watching for a long time, asked a question. Most wealthy families bought corpses to guard the tombs after death, just like Qin Shihuang, but Zhang Shuo obviously didn't need it.

"To be honest, after I returned from the West, I liked to travel through famous mountains and rivers. Once I picked up a book called "Corpse Practice" in a cave in Mount Emei. I didn't believe there are zombies in the world, but I didn't know that Old Master Ren, oh~"

Zhang Shuo had long expected Uncle Jiu to ask this question, but now Zhang Shuo is afraid of lying.

After discussing the departure tonight, Zhang Shuo hurried back to Ren Zhai and told Tingting and Ren Fa that time was tight because the corpse was usually carried out at night. Fortunately, I have explained it to Tingting and the others in the past two days, otherwise I would have to explain it again.

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At night, on the small path in the forest.

Ring ling!---

"The Yin people borrow the road, and the Yang people avoid it! If you want to avoid it, you should take care of yourself!"

"I said to Taoist priest, you don't feel tired of dancing like this. There is still two nights away."

Zhang Shuo walked in front with his bag on his back. The four-eyed Taoist priest, wearing a Taoist robe and a pair of glasses on his face, was walking in front with a lamp while shaking the bell in his hand. He was still shouting in a low voice. Behind him was a group of zombies wearing Qing Dynasty costumes, pale complexion, and straightening their hands forward, jumping and jumping, and jogging.

"Hey~Young man, it's better to get used to it, otherwise what can I do?"

"Go away and see me."

Zhang Shuo walked over, tore off the talisman paper from the corpse-driven lamp in his four-minded hand, and pasted it on the prepared scarecrow. The next branch hung the scarecrow with a rope. After taking a step forward, all the zombies also jumped forward, and the steps were very big.

"Oh, A Shuo, you are so smart, why didn't I expect it?"

Four eyes patted their foreheads and exclaimed that in the movie, this guy stuffed the toad's mouth, which made the entire corpse team mess up, and a hundred-year-old vixen took the opportunity to capture a corpse.

Finally, the two of them didn't sit on the shoulders of the zombies and took a ride, with the scarecrow hanging in front of them to control the direction. The journey was quite fun.

"Ding~The host intervenes in the new plot "Uncle Zombie", and the task system generates a new task."

"Main mission: Uniform the border royal zombies. Reward: A lottery draw; Palm Thunder Technique (small accomplishment)"

"Side Quest 1: Protect the Little Prince from Being a Zombie. Reward: A lottery ticket"

"Side Quest 2: Kill the vixen who came to steal the corpse on the way to drive the corpse. Reward: A lottery plate"

Feeling the prompt sound in his mind, Zhang Shuo knew that he had successfully entered a new plot, and also paid attention to the movements around him. He remembered that the vixen stole the corpse at night...
Chapter completed!