The next moment, a scarlet color flashed in Lao Dao's eyes, then he opened his hand and rushed towards Duanmu Qing.
The old Taoist who rushed over opened his mouth wide, and bit Duanmu Qing's neck with two long fangs.
"Your uncle's!"
Duanmuqing was startled by the old Taoist's appearance. When he saw him rushing towards him, he couldn't help but shrink his neck and then dodged away.
But now the old Taoist seemed to have lost his mind. He let out a strange scream and rushed towards Duanmu Qing again.
"Big Ears, what the hell is going on? Hold him down quickly."
Duanmuqing ran away in embarrassment and shouted at me.
Duanmuqing had the power of Xingtian, so he wouldn't be so embarrassed if he really took action, but he didn't want to hurt the old man, so he could only dodge in embarrassment.
I sighed, knowing that what I was worried about had happened.
Although the old guy turned into a zombie and his life was saved, looking at it like this, his sanity was still affected.
Because zombies are naturally bloodthirsty, their desire for blood in the human body completely overwhelms their rationality. This is the case with the old man now.
I stood up and grabbed Lao Dao from behind.
The old man turned his head suddenly, stared at me with a pair of scarlet eyes, shouted twice, then stretched out his hand and rushed towards me.
I frowned, and an aura suddenly emerged from my body. It was the aura of Ying Gou.
The powerful aura of the Zombie King stunned the old man, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.
After all, Ying Gou is the ancestor of zombies, and ordinary zombies can be killed instantly with just their momentum.
At this time, the old Taoist has turned into a zombie, and of course he will be afraid of this breath.
Seeing the sophisticated look, I breathed a sigh of relief.
But before I could do anything, another stern look flashed across the old man's face.
The next moment, he raised his hand, and there was a faint silhouette of Mount Tai in his hand.
Then the old Taoist waved his hand, and the phantom of Mount Tai struck down on my head.
Feeling the terrifying aura above my head, I couldn't help but gasp, knowing that I was wrong.
It’s true that the old man became a zombie, but this guy is no ordinary zombie at all. He also has an identity, Lord Taishan!
Taishan Fujun plus the physique of a zombie, this is simply a bit unbelievable.
In just this moment, I'm afraid even a Yin Shen could be driven to pieces.
But fortunately, I'm fine, because the soul of Mount Tai was given to me by the Taoist.
This thing has been in my consciousness for such a long time, how could it hurt me?
I waved my hand, and the overwhelming soul of Mount Tai disappeared into the air.
Seeing this situation, a trace of confusion flashed in the old Taoist's eyes.
I knew the opportunity had come, so I quickly stepped forward, raised my arm, and slapped the old man hard on the face.
"Snapped!"
This time I used all my strength, because I knew that the old Taoist had turned into a zombie, and it would be fine even if I hit him harder.
With one slap, Lao Dao flew up and spun around in the air before landing on the ground.
This scene made Duanmuqing on the side feel his gums sore and couldn't help but gasp.
The old man fell directly to the ground and twitched twice.
"Big ears, you are so fucking cruel, can the old Taoist withstand it?" Duanmuqing looked at the old Taoist with some worry and asked me.
"It's okay, I won't die." I said calmly.
The slap just now used the evil energy in my body. This slap should be able to restore the old Taoist's consciousness.
The old Taoist on the ground twitched twice and then got up. He sat on the ground, covering his face with one hand, and then looked at me and Duanmu Qing with a blank expression.
"Boss, what's wrong with me? Why does my face hurt so much?" the old man asked us while rubbing his cheeks.
I smiled at him, turned around and left the room.
"Your current situation is a bit special. Let Duanmu tell you what's going on." After saying that, I walked down the second floor.
Back downstairs, I sat at the door again, enjoying myself.
Suddenly turned into a zombie, I guess even the old guy would have a hard time accepting it for a while, I guess he needs to be quiet for a while.
Unexpectedly, after just over an hour, Lao Dao and Duanmu Qing walked down from the top.
Duanmuqing nodded to me, indicating that everything was fine, and then left the shop and went back to his ramen restaurant.
The old man sat down next to me, took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a deep puff.
"How do you feel?" I looked at Lao Tao and asked him.
Of course, I didn't ask him how he felt about smoking, but how he felt after being reborn as a zombie.
The old Taoist smiled bitterly, nodded and said, "It feels okay."
"I originally thought it would take some time for you to accept it, but I didn't expect it to be so soon." I said to the old Taoist with some emotion.
The veteran shrugged his shoulders, and then said: "To be honest, boss, I'm really not used to becoming a zombie now, but things are already like this, and there is no way to change it. I have to accept it even if I'm not used to it. I'm a veteran."
It makes sense. If you’re not used to it at first, you’ll get better over time.”
I nodded, not knowing what to say, so I reached out and gently patted the old man on the shoulder.
The old man turned to look at me with a wry smile on his face, and then said: "I have a very important question to ask your boss. How can you overcome the desire for human blood after becoming a zombie? I was upstairs just now.
I almost couldn't help but knock down that bitch and drink his blood."
I looked at the old man and frowned, this was really a difficult problem.
Although the current veteran has regained his consciousness, he is not the kind of zombie that is completely dominated by instinct.
However, the desire for blood is the instinct of every zombie, and it is difficult for even an experienced person to resist that temptation.
I shrugged helplessly and said, "I can't do anything about this, I have to overcome it."
I'm not lying. Ever since the Ying Gou awakened in my body, I have had an inexplicable desire for blood.
But I'm used to it now, because I have the ability to suppress that instinctive reaction, even for little guys and novices.
Lao Dao has just become one of us. He still needs to overcome these things by himself. No one can help him.
The old Taoist smiled bitterly and nodded, accepting his fate.
The two of us just sat at the door, chatting.
At this moment, an old man appeared at the door. He looked like he was about sixty or seventy years old. He looked about the same age as the old Taoist.
The old man had a sad look on his face and stood hesitating at the door, as if he wanted to come in but didn't dare.
Just by taking one look at this old man, I knew that something must have happened to him.
Linfeng Street is quite special in Jishui because this street is full of Feng Shui masters who show people Feng Shui and deal with some special things.
So people who come here usually have something going on, and this is obviously the same case for this old man.
A lot of things happened during this period, which made me feel a little unfamiliar with my original identity as a Feng Shui master.
The most important thing is that I still have a lot of troubles right now, and I really don’t want to do things like telling people things anymore.
But now that I saw the old man appearing at the door, my heart moved and I made a decision.
"Old sir, what are you looking at? Is there something going on at home?"
I sat up and asked the old man who was hesitating at the door.
After hearing what I said, the old man nodded and said, "Something happened at home. I came here to find a better Feng Shui master."
"Oh, then come in and sit down and tell us what's going on." I smiled at the old man.
The old man looked at me, hesitated, nodded, then walked in, and said to me as he walked: "Little brother, isn't your master here?"
I was stunned for a moment, but I immediately understood what he meant.
After all, I looked too young, so the old man thought I was an apprentice in this shop.
This kind of elderly man is quite stubborn. If I tell him that I am the boss, he will probably turn away and leave. After all, in their eyes, such a young Feng Shui master must be incapable of doing anything wrong.
It's just a money scam.
"Master is here." I smiled and nodded to him, then kicked the old man twice.
The old Taoist who was in a daze came back to his senses, quickly stood up and faced the old man.
"Brother, I see on your face that the dark clouds have changed. You must have bad luck. Something happened at home. It's the right time to come to me. No matter what you encounter, I can help you solve it!"
The old Taoist was indeed an old Taoist. With just two words, the old man was stunned for a moment. He repeatedly called the old Taoist an old god. It was really accurate.
The old Taoist smiled and asked the old man to sit down. Then he showed his superior demeanor and said to the old man: "Brother, if you encounter something, you might as well tell me."
The old man was completely frightened by the old man. After hearing what the old man said, he nodded repeatedly and then told what happened.
It turns out that the old man lives in a small town below Jishui. Recently, his son has had problems.
Recently, his son has been having nightmares, his mental state is very poor, and he cannot eat. He has been to the hospital for examination several times, but nothing was found. He is so thin that he is almost out of shape.
The old man was extremely anxious, but he had no choice. People said that his son was probably possessed by a demon and that he needed to find an expert to help him.
So the old man had no choice but to come to Linfeng Street to find an expert to help him.
After hearing what the old man said, the old man looked at me and asked me if I would accept the job.
I nodded, if it were normal times, I wouldn't care about this kind of thing, but now I have nothing to do anyway, and Lao Dao is a little depressed, so I might as well take him out for a walk.
As for what happened to the old man's son, I'm not worried.
Being possessed by an evil spirit or encountering something unclean does not put any pressure on me at all.
"Okay, let's get on with this."
Seeing me nodding, the old Taoist said directly to the old man.
