The person who came was not a stranger, but A Qiang, a fish seller, who had a good relationship with everyone in Yizhuang.
"What's wrong, Aqiang, are you so panicked?"
Uncle Jiu's heart skipped a beat and he stepped forward and asked.
"Just now, I went out to buy goods. When I came back, I saw an unconscious man not far from the entrance of the town. He looked like he was wearing a Taoist robe. Now other people are carrying him into the town. I
I thought you guys should know each other, so I rushed over to let you know!"
Aqiang said quickly.
"Is this happening?"
Uncle Jiu raised his brows, and Taoist Priest Four Eyes said slightly worriedly: "Senior Brother, could it be Junior Brother Qianhe?"
"Even if he isn't, he is a fellow Taoist. Let's go and have a look together."
Uncle Jiu took the lead, followed by Taoist priest Si Mu, Mami, Master Yixiu and Feng Yi and others followed behind. As for the female family members, they stayed at home, anxiously waiting for the news.
Everyone hurried all the way to the entrance of the town and saw a man wearing a red Taoist robe lying on his back on a wooden board prepared by the villagers. His face was ashen, his eyes were closed, and his breathing was weak. Who could he be if he wasn't Taoist Master Qianhe.
"Junior brother!"
"Uncle Master!"
Several people were shocked.
"Uncle Jiu, is this also your fellow disciple?"
Some villagers asked.
"Yes, thank you all for helping me."
Although Uncle Jiu was worried, he still did not forget the etiquette.
"It's just a piece of cake, but your senior brother is in a very bad condition. He's out of breath and seriously injured. Take him back and take a look at him quickly."
The villagers said one after another.
"Okay, Lin Jiu will thank you all later."
Uncle Jiu signaled to Feng Yi, and Feng Yi picked up the wooden plank with one hand and rushed towards Yizhuang quickly with a step and step under his feet.
Returning to Yizhuang, everyone was shocked to see the miserable condition of Taoist Qianhe, and hurriedly helped Feng Yi place Taoist Qianhe in the yard. Uncle Jiu and others came back not long after.
"Senior Brother, please quickly see what's going on with Junior Brother."
Taoist Priest Four Eyes urged.
Uncle Jiu walked up to Taoist Master Qianhe and stretched out his hands to take off his clothes. He saw a black and purple handprint on his chest. With the handprint as the center, most of his body turned black.
"Corpse poison!"
Several people shouted in unison when they saw this.
"Not only is it poisonous, but it's also haunted by ghost energy. And it's not an ordinary ghost, at least it's at the level of a ghost king."
Uncle Jiu frowned and said slowly.
"How could this happen? Did Junior Brother Qianhe encounter a zombie and a ghost king at the same time?"
Momami couldn't help but said: "There is no connection between this zombie and a ghost, right?"
“The world is so big and full of strange things, it’s hard to say.”
Uncle Jiu shook his head and said.
"Master, I once encountered such a situation when I was in Gantian Town. The evil ghost accidentally made friends with a group of conscious zombies. They became friends and caused a big fuss in Gantian Town."
Feng Yi was talking about the haunted actor Yi Xiaolong in the troupe. He accidentally met a group of slow zombies and committed evil for a while.
"It seems that Junior Brother Qianhe also encountered a similar situation. It seems that his other disciples will end up in a worrying situation."
Uncle Jiu sighed.
Being the disciple of Taoist Master Qianhe is also miserable. The other disciples are all fine, but two of his four disciples died tragically in the battle between the Royal Zombies. The remaining two are inseparable from him, but they have not appeared at the moment.
Being around him should be a disaster.
"We'll talk about the specific reason after Junior Brother Qianhe wakes up. I'll temporarily relieve his injuries first."
An originally lively birthday party ended in vain, but Uncle Jiu did not feel uncomfortable. The reason why he held this party was to let everyone get together. Now that everyone is here, Junior Brother Qianhe's poison has been cured.
, when he wakes up, it won’t be too late for the senior brothers to get together.
Three days later, the weak Taoist Master Qianhe finally slowly opened his eyes. Luo Sang and Yang Bufan who were guarding him immediately shouted: "Master, Master, Master Qianhe is awake!"
Everyone who was sitting and talking in the hall immediately rushed to the side room and saw the pale-faced Taoist priest Qianhe saying: "Junior brother, you finally woke up."
"Senior Brother Lin, Senior Brother Four Eyes, Senior Brother Mamadi, Master Yixiu...am I not dead?"
Taoist priest Qianhe slowly rolled his eyes and looked at everyone and said slowly.
"Yes, you're not dead, you're fine."
Uncle Jiu breathed a long sigh of relief when he saw Qian Hedao waking up, and said with a smile on his face: "Junior brother, you scared me to death. I'm really worried that something will happen to you."
"Senior brother is worried..."
Taoist Master Qianhe said weakly: "Brother, do you know who caused the injuries on my body?"
Seeing the confused looks on everyone's faces, he didn't show off and said directly: "It's Shi Jian..."
"What?"
After hearing Shi Jian's name, everyone's expressions changed drastically, and Feng Yi even asked anxiously: "Impossible, Master Qianhe, Shi Jian has died in my hands, and even his soul has been scattered by me!
"
"Shi Jian previously practiced a sorcery that allowed him to retain a trace of his soul to escape before death. You have destroyed his body and soul, but he still has a glimmer of hope."
Taoist priest Qianhe said slowly.
"This happened."
Feng Yi was really dumbfounded now. In his impression, Shi Jian died three years ago, and he never thought that the other party still existed in another form.
After thinking about it, it makes sense. In the end, his son Shi Shaojian was killed by him and was refined into a monster using sorcery. There were millions of sorcerers, so it was normal for him to escape like this.
But Feng Yi soon realized, how did Master Qianhe know that Shi Jian had practiced escape magic?
It wasn't that he suspected that Master Qianhe and Shi Jian were in cahoots, but he just found it strange.
"You are still very weak now, junior brother, please rest for a while, and we will talk about it after your health improves."
Uncle Jiu saw that Taoist Master Qianhe was breathing heavily after saying these words, so he hurriedly advised him.
Taoist priest Qianhe slowly shook his head: "Senior brother, this matter cannot be delayed..."
"What's the meaning?"
Uncle Jiu asked curiously.
"Actually, I didn't die. It was Shi Jian who did it intentionally."
Taoist priest Qianhe said something that shocked everyone: "Shi Jian is now extremely powerful, and he got acquainted with a group of zombies from nowhere. The strongest one is a silver-armored zombie..."
Silver-armored corpse?
This is more terrifying than the bronze-armored zombie, and its strength has surpassed that of Fei Zombie!
"Because he is so strong now, I am no match for him. He told me everything including why he didn't die."
Feng Yi frowned when he heard this: "Did he intentionally let us see you?"
"Feng Yi is still so smart, it's true..."
Taoist priest Qianhe said: "He deliberately seriously injured me instead of killing me because he wanted me to tell you the news.
For the past three years, he has been looking for a way to resurrect him, and recently he got the definite news that Qin Shihuang is not dead!"
