In the end, several people still did not kill the little zombie, but stuck a corpse-calming charm on its forehead to immobilize it.
The talisman was made by Taoist Master Four Eyes. Because he had to drive away corpses, he had more research on making talismans. The higher the level of the talisman, the better the effect.
Then Master Ikkyu made a big straw hat and put it on the little zombie's head. The other people also prepared cloth and wrapped the little zombie's body tightly to prevent it from being exposed to any sunlight.
Looking at this posture, it's like a grandpa serving his little ancestor.
As for the person holding the little zombie, it naturally fell on Feng Yi, and it was unanimously approved.
"No, it was your intention to keep it. Why did you let me hold it?" Feng Yi said angrily.
"Feng Yi, you have a common language with it." Taoist priest Simu patted Feng Yi on the shoulder and walked back with long strides.
Next are Taoist Master Qianhe, Master Ikkyu, Taoist Huang...
Feng Yi was dumbfounded, and in the end was unable to say a word. He left Tengteng Town carrying the tightly wrapped little zombie.
The matter in Tengteng Town was completely settled, and everyone was ready to return after taking a short rest.
Before leaving, Taoist Master Simu reluctantly took out the Seven-Star Longyuan Sword, handed it into Feng Yi's hand and said, "The quality of the swords that Uncle Master made before was a bit poor, so it won't happen this time."
"Uncle Master, don't you like this sword very much? You can hold it."
Feng Yi explained to them the fact that the dragon's breath in the Seven-Star Longyuan Sword voluntarily separated from the sword body and left. But even if there is no dragon's breath in it, it is still an ancient magic weapon, far better than the one made by Taoist Master Four Eyes.
A trace of reluctance flashed in Taoist Priest Simu's eyes, and finally he resolutely placed it on Feng Yi's hand and said: "Uncle Master is old and can no longer use such a good thing. He has to worry about it being taken away day and night.
…
I’ll leave the little zombie to you.”
After speaking, Taoist Master Four Eyes looked deeply at Qixinglong again.
Yuan Jian sighed, shook his head and left the house with his hands behind his back.
Um?
Uncle Master, what do you mean?
"Feng Yi, this is the Li family swordsmanship we found in Li Bi'an's room. This swordsmanship was modified from Zhang Zhenren's secret knowledge. It is extremely valuable. Don't waste it." Taoist priest Qianhe handed the secret book to Feng Yi.
Said in front of one.
"this…"
"You are young and can embrace all things and understand everything. We are old. It is enough to just master what you have learned."
Taoist Master Qianhe patted Feng Yi on the shoulder and said, "Everyone is ready, it's time to return.
By the way, I’ll leave the little zombie to you.”
Um?
Feng Yi looked confused.
"Feng Yi, this is the fruit from Li Bian's house. It's very clean. I've washed it. You can leave it for the road to eat."
Master Yixiu smiled and stuffed a bunch of fruits into Feng Yi's arms.
, and finally pointed at the tomatoes and said: "The juice of this thing is a bit like blood. You can try feeding some to the little zombie to see if it can change its habit of sucking blood."
Master...are you preparing fruit for me or for it?
Finally, Huang Daochang came in. He came empty-handed. He clenched his fist and shook it in front of Feng's eyes. "Everyone has given you almost everything, so I won't put any more burden on you. I can only give my support to you," he said.
for you.
I’ll leave the little zombie to you to take care of.”
The four of them left after talking, not daring to delay at all, as if they owed Feng a sum of money and were afraid that he would pursue the debt if they didn't pay it back.
Feng Yi held a pile of things, looked at the motionless little zombie sitting next to him and smiled bitterly: "Good people, you do it, please let me carry it. What the hell is this!"
No matter how much he complained, it was in vain. After Feng Yi packed up his things, he put the little zombie in the bamboo basket he had prepared in advance, closed the lid, then picked up the bamboo basket and set off on his way home.
the other side.
"Touch forty thousand."
Uncle Jiu pushed the mahjong in front of him and said to Qiu Shengwencai and Jiale: "This is already the eleventh game."
"Why…"
The three miserable junior brothers opened their drawers and found them empty. They all said with grim faces: "Master/Uncle, we have lost all our money, how about we stop playing?"
Uncle Jiu scolded with a stern look on his face: "You have to play, if you lose money and want to cheat, that won't work.
Didn’t I teach you how to play mahjong..."
"Playing mahjong is the same as practicing medicine. The most taboo is to be eager for quick success, but don't be timid. Just be attentive, serious, and look at the three players to get stuck. Even if you don't win, you won't lose." The three people interrupted in unison.
Uncle Jiu’s words.
Uncle Jiu showed a rare smile, nodded with satisfaction and said, "It seems you have learned it."
"But you won all the money." The three of them said with sad faces.
road.
Also, you obviously took the initiative to play mahjong, so how did it become our idea?
Feng Yi, we can't bear it anymore, please come back quickly.
"I wonder how my junior brother and the others are doing?"
"With my uncles here, it shouldn't be a big problem."
"I hope so."
A few people were talking intermittently with sullen faces, when the door outside suddenly rang. The three of them collectively trembled and said in surprise: "You're back so soon?"
As I spoke, I wanted to slip away and open the door.
"etc!"
Uncle Jiu said with a straight face: "No matter who is coming, let's finish this round... Jingjing, go open the door and see who is coming."
Qiu Sheng and the others sat back in their seats with grimaces. Uncle Jiu had seen through all their little thoughts. It was so painful!
Jingjing opened the door and was startled when she saw the person coming, and asked in surprise: "Who are you looking for?"
"Well, who are you? Did Uncle Jiu move away?" A pretty girl's voice sounded.
"Tingting!" Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai looked up and shouted in surprise when they saw the person coming.
"Oh, is Tingting back?"
Seeing this, Uncle Jiu pushed the cards down casually and said, "You're lucky, I won't play anymore."
Qiu Shengwencai and Jia Le were overjoyed when they heard this. They had almost pawned their underwear after losing in the past few days, but today they finally escaped the disaster.
Ren Tingting still has the same pretty and pleasant appearance, but she has become slightly slimmer, and her little face looks sharper.
But what attracted the attention of the three older boys even more was the fashionable and beautiful girl standing next to her, wearing a light gray vest, gray shorts, and a loose shirt, with her hair hanging casually on her shoulders.
The reason why they focused their attention on this girl was not because this girl was much prettier than Ren Tingting, but because Ren Tingting was married to a famous woman, and even Jiale knew about it.
"It seems no one welcomes me."
Ren Tingting noticed everyone's performance and teased them with a pursed lips, but she didn't care at all in her heart. She introduced everyone with a smile: "This is my distant cousin, Ren Zhuzhu."
