From the clothes on the chest of the zombie bound by the ink thread, a paper man flew out faintly.
This paper figure turned into a human form as soon as it hit the ground, but it was obviously unrealistic and made people know that it was a dummy.
"Hee hee hee……"
After the paper man came out, the first thing he did was to make an empty stroke towards the tied zombie.
There was a trace of surging Taoist magic power, and the ink lines on the zombies' bodies were cracked inch by inch.
"Roar--!!!"
The zombie bound by the five-flowered flower suddenly jumped up from the ground. A pair of angry and bloodthirsty eyes stared at Mo Fei, Ren Tingting and others.
"ah!!"
Ren Tingting was startled, and instinctively grabbed Murphy's arm, using Murphy's body to block the zombie's bloodthirsty gaze from her.
"Brother Mo, what should we do? Master has never said anything about this situation!" Wencai's legs were shaking a little.
Uncle Jiu used it to make the spiritual materials for Mo Duixian. It was the treasure at the bottom of his box, and with the blessing of his magic power, it was an excellent treasure to deal with zombies. But now that Mo Douxian is almost exhausted, what do they use?
Fighting with a black zombie?
Are you relying on your head?
"What are you afraid of? The worst case is death. Fight him!" Qiu Sheng said firmly: "Master will definitely kill this demon and avenge us!"
"No, I don't want to die. I'm still a virgin!" Wen Cai said.
"Nephew Mo Xian, what should we do?" Ren Fa couldn't help but ask.
"Don't panic when something happens, stay calm, stay calm." Murphy said with a smile.
Ren Weiyong jumped with ferocious eyes, his speed was much faster than ordinary people, and he was already approaching everyone in the blink of an eye.
"Don't panic, Brother Mo, the zombies are coming!" Wencai shouted. He reached out to touch the glutinous rice in his pocket, only to find that he had already squandered all the glutinous rice. There was no more left!
"I'm embarrassed now, I'm dead!"
Ren Weiyong's sharp and long nails, almost with a metallic luster, were suddenly thrust into the crowd.
"Click——!"
However, Murphy showed that he was faster than the zombie. When the zombie poked out with his raised arm, his figure passed through Ren Weiyong.
Ren Tingting and others looked again, and saw that Ren Weiyong's arms had been rotated 360 degrees.
It looks like it won't be able to be used to poke people for the time being.
"Um!!??"
Wen Cai, Qiu Sheng, Ren Tingting, Ren Fa and others almost had their eyes popping out of their sockets.
That zombie had copper skin and iron bones, and was extremely powerful. As a result, Murphy lost his hands so easily?
Are they afraid they encountered a fake black zombie?
Even the paper man who was watching the situation had a look of confusion in his eyes.
How could there be a martial arts master these days who could use his physical body and black strength?
The next second.
Ren Weiyong also knelt down, and his legs also showed obvious fractures.
Facing Mo Fei's faint gaze, the paper man's heart tightened, and he immediately wanted to spontaneously combust without leaving any traces.
For Taoist masters, being caught in the heel, when there is not much difference in strength between the two parties, is basically equivalent to announcing the fate of both parties.
But he suddenly discovered that at some point, Mo Fei had appeared behind him, with a palm in the paper man's back.
This is not to destroy the paper man, but to seal the man's spiritual thoughts that are hidden in the dark and attached to the paper man.
Soon, the human-like paper man lost the support of his magic power and really turned into a paper man, falling into the hands of Mo Fei.
In this way, the two things that originally made everyone tremble with fear were instantly eliminated by Murphy.
There was silence in the room for a while.
"Is this the end?" Wen Cai asked tentatively.
"What else do you think?" Murphy shrugged and said.
…
After Ren Mansion settled down, Uncle Jiu also hurried over soon.
"Are you okay?"
He was lured away by the person hiding in the dark. After chasing him for a while, he remembered to lure the tiger away from the mountain and quickly turned around.
"Master, we are fine, thanks to Brother Mo, he is so powerful!"
Wencai and Qiu Sheng chattered to Uncle Jiu about Mo Fei's behavior just now.
"Your martial arts skills are so strong that you can easily defeat Heizheng?" Uncle Jiu also looked at Murphy in surprise.
It seems that such a strong martial artist has not appeared for hundreds of years.
Even famous martial artists such as Fearless Huo Yuanjia and Huang Feihong may not be able to last a few rounds when faced with Heizong.
"It's not all about my physical strength, it's also about the magic I've obtained." Murphy waved his hand and said modestly.
"Exotic magic?" Uncle Jiu immediately frowned. When he heard this word, it reminded him of Nanyang magic.
He traveled north and south for many years and encountered many ghosts and enemies. Among them was a Nanyang Jiantou Master. His path was completely different from that of the Central Plains Taoism. It was extremely weird. If he hadn't had some trump cards at the bottom of the box,
I'm afraid I almost fell into the hands of that head-lowering master.
"That's it." Mo Fei flipped his palm, and the "Black Book of the Dead" appeared in his hand. It was made of obsidian, and it was obvious at a glance that it was an extraordinary thing.
Mo Fei originally wanted to get along with Uncle Jiu and others as an ordinary person, but he didn't expect that a demon suddenly appeared, making it impossible for Mo Fei not to show some of his true abilities.
For this reason, Murphy has to find a way out for his abilities, otherwise he will inevitably be suspected by Uncle Jiu of having ulterior motives.
Mo Fei also wanted to learn the Taoist ways from Uncle Jiu.
The people who have reached the pinnacle of immortality in this world may not be as strong as him, but that doesn't mean that Mo Fei won't go to other worlds.
What if you go to a high-level world like Journey to the West, Conferred Gods, and Great Desolate World, then wouldn’t the Taoist methods you learned from Uncle Jiu today be of great use?
"This book..." Uncle Jiu looked at the "Black Book of the Dead" for a long time and said: "It contains a vast power, and it seems to be connected to the underworld of Yin spirits. It is not an ordinary treasure!"
This chapter is not finished yet. Please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Mo Fei smiled and said: "I got this when I was traveling in Egypt. It's called the Black Book of the Dead. It's the god that the Egyptians believe in, the God of Death."
Nubis' artifact is said to even have the power to reverse yin and yang and bring people back to life."
"Egypt?"
"Uncle Jiu, when I was studying English, I learned that Egypt is an ancient African country... Well, our country is in Asia, and Britain is in Europe, so Egypt is in Africa. Our three continents are connected to each other... But
I only know the name Egypt, but I don’t know anything else, but Mr. Liang Qichao seems to have mentioned the concept of four ancient civilizations - ancient India, ancient Babylon, ancient Egypt, and our country." Ren Tingting stood up and explained.
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Uncle Jiu couldn't help but admit that he was ignorant and didn't know what Egypt was or wasn't. He took the "Black Book of the Dead" and looked through it for a few times, then solemnly warned Mo Fei with a serious look on his face:
"Although these Western and Southeast Asian techniques are unique, most of them have consequences. If you don't have a master to guide you, if you just practice blindly on your own, something could easily happen. I advise you to be more cautious."
Uncle Jiu couldn't read ancient Egyptian, but he could tell that the material of the "Black Book of the Dead" was probably much more precious than his entire worth, and the magic power attached to the "Black Book of the Dead" was not fake, so
But he didn't think that Murphy was just randomly fooling him.
"Uncle Jiu, don't worry. I'm just interested in ancient Egypt, so I went on a special trip. I also studied ancient Egyptian before going there, so I can understand the general outline of this book, but I won't practice it randomly.
Strange magic." Mo Fei said with a smile.
Since then, the topic of why Mo Fei suddenly became powerful here has been revealed.
"Uncle Jiu, this is the paper figurine I sealed. Do you want to see if it's useful?" Mo Fei handed the paper figurine to Uncle Jiu.
In fact, even if Mo Fei held a paper man with a spiritual connection to the demonic path hidden in the dark, he could find the man's location.
But for this kind of limelight, it would be better for Uncle Jiu to take the limelight.
"Not only that person's aura, but even his spiritual thoughts entrusted in the paper man were sealed inside. How did you do it?" Uncle Jiu said.
As far as Uncle Jiu himself is concerned, he can't guarantee that he will be able to reach this point after meeting the opponent's paper man and trying his best.
"Maybe this is the difference between Western magic and Chinese Taoism," Mo Fei said.
Uncle Jiu thought and nodded, it made sense.
It's not that he is narcissistic, but based on the facts, no matter how much people practice at Mo Fei's age, they can't be better than him, right?
Only Western art, which is completely different from Chinese Taoism, has its own school. On the contrary, it is easier to do some things than Chinese Taoism.
"Murphy, you did a good job!" Uncle Jiu said: "With this paper man, even if that man wants to hide, he can't. I will go back and start a forum and have a competition with that man.
Completely eradicate this monster, and don’t let him cause harm to everyone!”
That person is raising corpses and practicing them at all costs, so there is a high probability that it is not just Ren Weiyong's arrangement, but he is cultivating Gu and training to become the strongest zombie at all costs.
Naturally, Uncle Jiu couldn't let this kind of evil and heretic monster continue to wander around and cause chaos.
Uncle Jiu is a man of action and will leave when he is told.
Ren Fa was dumbfounded, and quickly grabbed Uncle Jiu: "Uncle Jiu, it's already so late, why not rest for a night, recharge your batteries, and wait until tomorrow to open the altar to practice!"
After such a fuss, Ren Fa didn't know that a Taoist master was secretly eyeing their family.
It's okay to have Uncle Jiu here, that person doesn't dare to make trouble, but when Uncle Jiu leaves...
Who knows what will happen next?
So Ren Fa naturally wanted Uncle Jiu to stay.
If Uncle Jiu was willing, he would even sleep with Uncle Jiu.
He feels at ease only when he stays with this man who makes people feel safe the most!
Uncle Jiu shook his head and said: "Soldiers need to be quick, so we can't delay them! Otherwise, if the opponent escapes a certain distance, the Taoism will be useless."
"Then... why don't we go to Yizhuang with Uncle Jiu to stay for a while?" Ren Tingting looked at Mo Fei, lowered her head and looked at her toes, and came up with the best of both worlds.
"good!"
Ren Fa's eyes immediately lit up. He couldn't leave Uncle Jiu behind. It would be fine to live with Uncle Jiu under the same roof!
"Uncle Jiu, do you think this is okay?"
"This..." Uncle Jiu hesitated for a moment and said, "It's not impossible, but my place is small, and I just don't know what Master Ren is used to living in..."
"Get used to it, of course get used to it!" Ren Fa said: "It's okay to just lay on the floor!"
Compared with life, some enjoyment of life is nothing!
At this moment, Uncle Jiu asked him to go to the pig pen in Yizhuang, and he was happy with it.
"Very good!"
Others were fine, but Wencai and Qiu Sheng were extremely happy. Now they could get along with Ren Tingting day and night.
Maybe they will have a first-come-first-served opportunity.
Ren Tingting's beautiful eyes secretly looked at Mo Fei again, and she was also secretly happy.
The group of people had almost packed up and were ready to leave.
This time, Ren Fa didn't even prepare to bring the servants of the Ren Mansion. Instead, he and Ren Tingting went into battle lightly. However, everyone in the Ren Mansion also packed some daily necessities and insisted on following them.
"Why are you following me? Just stay at home and look after the house. Tingting and I will stay in Yizhuang for a few days and then come back."
"Master, we are also afraid..."
The servants of Ren Mansion said pitifully.
Today is also a day that subverts their three views. They have heard ghost stories since they were young, but who knew that there really are ghosts in this world?
A zombie and a paper man almost scared their courage.
Under such circumstances, how could they stay and sleep quietly in Ren Mansion like they did in the past?
"Everyone!" Uncle Jiu said with a headache: "The demon's target is Mr. Ren and Tingting. It has nothing to do with ordinary people like you. You can stay here without any worries. There will be no danger."
"Besides, my village cannot accommodate so many of you!"
"Uncle Jiu, that man can't do anything to you. Who knows if he will vent his anger on us? Just let us follow you, okay? Otherwise we don't know where we are going!"
"That's right, Uncle Jiu, we are all fellow villagers, you can't just ignore them and save them!"
"Uncle Jiu, it's fine for us to build a floor in your righteous village. Don't drive us away!"
After the liberation of the Republic of China, there was no longer any slave contract. Most of these people were just workers from Renjia Town working in Ren Mansion. They and Uncle Jiu must have been fellow villagers who never looked up. These people refused to leave and insisted on going together.
In Yizhuang, Uncle Jiu really has nothing to do.
There was no other way, Uncle Jiu had no choice but to bring a group of people back to Yizhuang.
There are only two guest rooms in Uncle Jiu's yizhuang. Wen Cai occupies one and Mo Fei occupies the other one. Qiu Sheng always goes to his aunt's house to sleep at night and does not stay in yizhuang.
"Tingting, it doesn't matter to us gentlemen that we beat the floor, but you, a girl, can't neglect it. You can stay in my room!" Murphy said.
As for the others, they were placed on the floor in places such as the mourning hall.
While Ren Fa and Wen Cai Qiu Sheng were arranging people, Uncle Jiu put on his yellow Taoist robe early in the morning, prepared the altar, and prepared to fight with the hidden demon.