Eleven, Taoist Ninth Uncle(2/2)
The reverse wheel knife struck the neck again in the opposite direction.
Snapped!
The female zombie was covered in green smoke and slowly melted into a puddle of sewage.
The sound of footsteps came from the entrance of the alley.
The yellow-robed Taoist priest stood under the sewage, holding a piece of talisman and reciting a mysterious scripture. The talisman ignited with flames and fell on the sewage.
boom!
As if poured with gasoline, the flames spread instantly, but the talisman's fire retreated just as quickly as it came.
By the time the talisman fire subsided, the sewage on the ground had been purified.
Fan Luo also discovered that the flammable things around him were not ignited, as if it was not fire on the ground and could not burn them.
When Fan Luo was observing Fu Huo, the yellow-robed Taoist priest was also observing Fan Luo.
"Good kung fu."
Fan Luo was startled, then smiled and said, "It's not bad."
"You rescued my niece, right?" the yellow-robed Taoist priest asked again.
Fan Luo looked at him doubtfully.
"At nightfall, are you escorting a group of people back to the town?" The yellow-robed Taoist priest clasped his hands behind his back.
"In terms of protection, that's right."
Fan Luo nodded.
"Your last name is Fan?"
"Surname Fan."
"That's correct. Thank you Fan Xiaoyou for helping me." The yellow-robed Taoist said sincerely.
"Just do it."
Fan Luo didn't take it seriously. His destination was Huangniu Town. It was indeed a coincidence.
"My name is Lin Jiu, a disciple of Maoshan. Everyone calls me Uncle Jiu."
The yellow-robed Taoist priest turned around and walked out of the alley,
Chapter completed!