A hundred flavors of life

Chapter 1052: Unbreakable Bones! (Please order the full version!)
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At midnight, the battle between the Simu family and the Ikkyu family continued. The old monk Ikkyu was harassed by Hua Twelve with a song from the future called "Itch". He almost broke down and cursed:

"Obscene lyrics and music are detrimental to morals!"

He turned around to get the copper pick and handed it to the female disciple who was pretending to cover her ears but was actually listening with great interest:

"Jingjing, take this, let's fight them together, master and disciple!"

The monk Ikkyu held the wooden fish in his hand and began to recite the Heart Sutra:
"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, form is emptiness, and emptiness is form."

Under the old monk's powerful magic power, the sound of the "Heart Sutra" rolled out and resounded throughout the area. He spoke while beating the wooden fish, and the female disciple Jingjing beside him would hit the copper pick every few sentences, temporarily suppressing the sound of "itching" from Jin's side.

Simu said anxiously, "The old monk has used his ultimate move, even the Vajra Chanting. Brother Hua, do you have any new moves?"

Hua Twelve's eyes turned: "Watch me!"

He put away the electronic horn; it was no longer useful.

He coughed lightly, and then began to sing a cappella. He was singing a piece of Kunqu opera "Longing for the Ordinary Life" that he had learned when he was studying opera in the world of "Farewell My Concubine".

Well, this Kunqu opera tells the story of a young nun named Sekong who was fed up with the lonely life of worshiping Buddha and chanting sutras, and she became tempted by worldly desires and secretly escaped from the nunnery.

"The young nun was only 28 years old, in the prime of her youth. Her master shaved her hair and she went down the mountain to find a young man. He beat me, scolded me, talked about me, and laughed at me. She had no intention of becoming a Buddha and did not recite the Amitabha and Prajnaparamita Sutras."

Well, it would be hard for anyone to sing "Si Fan" in front of a monk, especially since the other party has a female disciple.

The most cruel thing was Hua Shier's singing voice. Although it was sad and lingering, and the tone seemed not high, it could not drown out the sound of wind, rain and thunder outside. The monk Ikkyu next door even sang Vajra Zen until his throat became hoarse, but it still could not cover it up. Every sound was clear and audible.

Finally, I heard a loud bang from next door, and then there was no sound at all. After a while, I heard the monk Ikkyu cry out in sorrow:
"I'm not done with you, my poor monk's wooden fish!"

Simu quickly opened the window and looked towards the next door through the wind and rain. The window opposite was not closed. After seeing clearly, he laughed out loud:
"That thief bald man smashed the wooden fish into pieces. Brother Hua, you are amazing!"

Hua Twelve waved his hands disdainfully: "What's the big deal? I still have a song "Eighteen Touches" that I haven't sung yet. Believe it or not, I can sing it until he returns to secular life and gets married."

As he spoke he began to sing a few more lines. He then heard Ikkyu's roar from the next room, and he felt uneasy.

Simu, Jiale and Xu Baijiu felt a little annoyed after hearing a few words.

Jiale was the first to retreat: "I'm going to the bathroom!"

Xu Baijiu: "I need to pee urgently!"

Simu's face flushed: "I'll go back to my room first"

Hua Twelve looked surprised, as if he had discovered something:
"Are you all virgins? I've only sung the tip of my chin in 'Eighteen Touches', and you can't stand it?"

Jiale ran to the toilet without looking back, saying, "I'm only 18 years old. It's not normal for me to be a virgin. It's these two who are weird!"

Simu was embarrassed by his disciple's words and said, "When I was young, I was very popular with girls. How could I still be a young man? If you don't believe me, I can swear to heaven!"

Xu Baijiu's face flushed: "Me too!"

Rumble!
A flash of lightning streaked across the sky, and the two men suddenly stopped talking. Hua Shier looked at him with contempt!
The dispute between Buddhism and Taoism in the two wooden houses came to an end after Ikkyu's wooden fish was broken, and the dispute finally calmed down.

After the chaos, everyone turned off the lights and went to rest, and Ikkiu didn't cause any more trouble.

After half an hour, the wind and rain stopped outside, the clouds cleared and the moon shone brightly. The sound of wind and rain disappeared, and the surroundings became completely silent.

Suddenly, dark shadows appeared on the distant hilltop, there were dozens of them. Under the moonlight, one could see that they were human figures. They looked up at the sky, and there seemed to be some moonlight falling from the sky, which was swallowed and absorbed by those shadows, and then streams of green mist spurted out of the mouths of the dark shadows.

At the foot of the hill, in the wooden house, on Simu's side, Hua Twelve was still meditating. On Yixiu's side, the old monk had not rested yet, holding the broken wooden fish with a distressed look on his face:
"My treasure for calming the mind and subduing demons. In my sect, the artifact remains even after the person dies. The wooden fish has been passed down for three generations. I am still alive and well, so why did the wooden fish break first?"

Ikkyu gnashed his teeth and said, "I will definitely go to his house tomorrow and teach that kid a lesson."

He wanted to piece the pieces of the wooden fish together, and the female disciple Jingjing came to help. Suddenly, the latter cried out in pain, as she accidentally cut her finger with the pieces of the wooden fish.

Ikkyu sighed and said, "Girl, be careful. Now go to sleep. This thing is useless if you put it together!"

Jingjing said depressedly: "Then Master, you still fight!"

Ikkyu said with some nostalgia: "This wooden fish was passed down to me by your master, and I have been beating it for thirty years. I put it together as a souvenir. No, your fingers are bleeding. Go bandage them quickly!"

On the hillside, a dark shadow looked up at the moon. Suddenly, his nose moved, and then he stretched out his hands and jumped from the hillside towards the wooden house at the foot of the mountain. The dark shadows behind him also followed closely.

Master Ikkyu sent his female disciple to rest. He slowly put the wooden fish together by himself. Seeing that it was completely useless, he sighed:

"My master passed it on to me, and I wanted to pass it on to my apprentice, but it's a pity."

Just as he was sighing with emotion, there was suddenly a loud noise outside, as if something was being installed on the fence.

After putting the wooden fish away, the old monk walked out of the wooden house to check. In the moonlight, he saw Taoist Master Qianhe, whom he had met during the day, standing upright in the yard with an expressionless face.

"Master Qianhe? Weren't you supposed to escort the zombie to the capital? Why are you back? Did you run into any trouble along the way?"

The old monk took two steps forward and was about to invite Qianhe into the house to talk, when he suddenly heard a bang from the wooden house behind him, followed by the voice of his female disciple:

"Master, help me."

Monk Ikkyu quickly turned around and wanted to save the person, but suddenly his ears twitched and a warning sign arose in his heart. He turned around and slapped out with his palm using the true energy of Buddhism.

With a bang, the palm collided with Qianhe's hand that was grabbing his back, and the old monk flew backwards as if hit by a cannonball, while Taoist Qianhe's body remained motionless.

The old monk Ikkyu flew backwards into the wooden house and smashed a low table. A trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and it was obvious that he had internal injuries.

Roar!
Just when he felt the salty taste of blood at the corners of his mouth, the roars of zombies appeared simultaneously in front and behind him.

"Master, there are zombies!"

Jingjing ran out from behind in a panic, with several zombies jumping and chasing after her.

At this time, Qianhe in the yard also opened his mouth and roared. Under the moonlight, the fangs of the two zombies were visible to the naked eye.

Ikkyu finally understood why the palm strike he made just now, which could have broken the stone and shattered the rocks, felt like it was hitting steel, and even bounced back to the point where he suffered internal injuries and vomited blood, because Chizuru was now an invulnerable zombie.

He struggled to his feet and shouted, "Quick, bring me my magic weapon!"

"Oh oh." Jingjing agreed, turned around and ran straight to the Buddhist shrine. She picked up a large brass bell weighing more than 30 kilograms from the shrine and threw it at Ikkyu.

Ikkyu held up the big bell with one hand and slapped it with his other hand. With a clang sound, Buddhist music echoed and the zombies that were rushing over from all directions, including Chizuru, froze instantly.

At this time, the people next door also heard the noise, and they opened the door and shouted:
"You bald ass, why don't you sleep so late at night? Do you want to fight to the death?" Jiale also shouted: "Master Ikkiu, I won't stand with you this time. How can you be so unethical?"

Xu Baijiu sighed and said, "That's really too much. He doesn't look like a monk at all!"

Hua Twelve kindly reminded: "I can sense the smell of corpses. The old monk may have encountered a zombie!"

The four of them were stunned; "Is this true?"

At this time, Chizuru had already entered Ikkyu's wooden house, so he stood at the door and looked over there but did not see the figure of his junior brother.

But just when he was wondering, he heard Ikkiu shouting, "Ox Nose, help me, there are so many zombies!"

Simu did not dare to delay, took the magic weapon, called everyone and went to the next room.

At Ikkyu's house, the zombies were shocked by the Buddhist sound of the big bell and froze for two seconds. Then they regained their ability to move and jumped towards Ikkyu and Jingjing, getting closer and closer.

When Ikkyu saw that the bell didn't work, he struck it while shouting to Jingjing behind him:
"Disciple, this doesn't work. Give me the Eight Treasures Zhunti Mirror!"

Then came Jingjing's cry of pain: "No, Master, there are so many zombies!"

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Ikkyu looked back and saw that Jingjing had been forced away from the shrine by the zombies. He took a quick look and found that there were more than a dozen zombies in the room, and there were shadows in the backyard, and it seemed that many more were coming into the wooden house.

Just when he was worried, a window suddenly shattered and Simu jumped in from the side window: "Don't be afraid, Baldy, I'm here!"

When he saw the zombies, he immediately waved his peach wood sword:

"excuse me!"

Turn around and leave.

Ikkiu quickly shouted, "Damn Taoist priest, your fellow apprentice has also turned into a zombie. If you leave, you are inhumane!"

After saying this, he struck the big bell with the same accompaniment, continuing to slow down the zombies' advance.

Simu hadn't paid attention just now, but when he heard the words and turned around, he saw his junior brother Taoist Qianhe standing at the door of Ikkyu's wooden house.

He immediately understood that Junior Brother Qianhe must have encountered an accident while escorting the zombies, causing himself to be turned into a zombie.

Simu cried out sadly, "Junior brother."

But the only response he got was Chizuru's bloodshot gaze, zombie fangs, and the low roar of corpses.

Jiale and Xu Baijiu also jumped in from the window at this time, and their scalps tingled when they saw the scene in the room.

Seeing that Simu was stunned, Yixiu said unhappily: "Niubizi, if you are scared, get out of here, or save me quickly."

Simu came back to his senses from his sadness: "Who said I was scared? I was just planning to attack from a roundabout way, you old thief who knows nothing."

After he finished scolding, he suppressed his sadness and instructed his two disciples:
"Baijiu, you command the Taoist soldiers and cooperate with Jiale to use the corpse-suppressing talisman to immobilize the zombies. I'll take care of your uncle!"

Xu Baijiu hurriedly took the order, holding the jade token in his hand to control Old Master Ren to rush forward. There was originally a flying zombie, but due to time constraints he had not started to refine the Taoist soldier, so he could only use his future wife's grandfather to resist for a while.

With the old monk's big bell sound, Xu Baijiu's Taoist soldiers, and Jiale's corpse-suppressing talisman, all the zombies were immobilized.

Simu walked up to Taoist Qianhe holding a peach wood sword, with a sad look on his face:

"Junior brother, I will help you to be free."

As he spoke, he took out a talisman with his left hand, stuck it on the peach wood sword, and then stabbed Taoist Qianhe in the heart with the sword.

The sword in his hand is a hundred-year-old peach wood sword. With the help of the talisman, it can pierce through the heart of ordinary zombies and kill them.

But when the sword pierced Taoist Qianhe's heart, it only made a ding sound of metal collision and did not even pierce the skin.

The talisman on the peach wood sword took effect the next moment. It ignited without fire and turned into a beam of fire that flew to Qianhe. In the blink of an eye, the spark spread across the prairie and Qianhe's entire body was surrounded by the rising flames.

Simu bit his tongue and spat a mouthful of blood onto the peach wood sword. He was using the blood from his tongue to bless the peach wood sword with its magic-subduing power.

But what was unexpected was that Qianhe was unharmed in the raging fire, and then he took a sip, and all the flames were sucked into his stomach. The blood on the tip of his tongue that sprayed on the peach wood sword turned into blood mist again and entered Taoist Qianhe's stomach along with the flames.

Click!

The hundred-year-old peach wood sword, without the blessing of the blood on the tip of the tongue, could not withstand the force of Simu's thrust and broke directly. Taoist Simu also staggered forward under inertia. At this time, he was only half a foot away from Qianhe.

Qianhe reached out with both claws to grab him, but Simu was quick and threw away the half-broken peach wood sword. He blocked with both arms and barely held up Qianhe's zombie arms.

At this time, Taoist Qianhe took another sip, and Simu felt the blood in his body boiling. Then the blood in his body turned into blood mist, which passed through his blood vessels, muscles, and skin, and finally seeped out of his body from his pores and was sucked away by Qianhe.

It was then that Taoist Simu discovered with horror that Qianhe actually had the ability to use flying zombies to suck blood from a distance.

Master Ikkyu now had the help of Master Simu and his disciple, and he no longer needed to rely on striking the big bell to immobilize the zombies. Seeing that Simu was in danger, he hurried forward to help, and formed a Buddhist seal with one hand, directly pressing it on Taoist Qianhe's forehead.

Unexpectedly, Qianhe swept the zombie claw of his right hand to block Ikkyu's Buddhist seal, and then inserted the claw into Ikkyu's shoulder, and then the suction force increased. Ikkyu, like Simu, had blood mist oozing from his body surface, and Qianhe began to suck his blood.

Seeing that Taoist Simu and Ikkyu were about to be sucked into mummies by Chizuru, and the others were entangled by other zombies and could not get help, at this time, a figure walked leisurely from the gate behind Chizuru.

Seeing the state of Simue and Chizuru, this person laughed and teased:
"Are you all busy? Oh, brothers are so close, they even blew kisses to each other."

Simu said angrily: "Why did you come just now? Help me!"

It was Hua Twelve who came. He smiled faintly and said, "I am just going through the main gate. Who is so rude as to climb over the fence? Is it Master Ikkyu?"

Ikkiu: "Thank you so much, help me!"

Hua Shier grabbed Qianhe's neck, lifted him up and threw him out. The next moment Qianhe flew backwards. He pointed again casually and a stream of sword energy hit Qianhe's forehead.

But at this moment, something unexpected happened to Hua Twelve. His sword energy did not break Qianhe's head, but only made a hole in the skull, and then disappeared.

Qianhe was hit by the sword energy and flew backwards for a long distance, disappearing into the darkness.

Hua Twelve frowned slightly and pointed his finger. A stream of sword energy shot out again and circled around Ikkiu's wooden house. All the zombies had their heads chopped off and their bodies fell to the ground and turned into ashes. Among them was a royal zombie wearing a python robe.

After killing all the zombies, Hua Twelve asked Simu: "What happened to your junior brother? My sword energy can pierce a hole even in raw iron, but it didn't even penetrate his head!"

Simu knew how powerful Hua Twelve was, and understood that he would not attack without a purpose. He was also a little puzzled. Suddenly, he slapped his forehead:
"I understand. In our Maoshan Northern Sect, only my Junior Brother Qianhe has mastered the body protection technique 'Gu Yi Xin Fa'. His bones and muscles are as strong as iron, and his Qi protects his body. Now that he has turned into a zombie, it is likely that he has transformed into an incorruptible bone that is even more powerful than the flying zombie."

As soon as he finished speaking, the ground behind him exploded, and Qianhe broke out of the ground and grabbed Jingjing, the disciple of the old monk.
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