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Chapter 110 Taoist Master Yimei: Yimei, I am willing to be punished! (Please subscribe!)

The next day,

dawn,

Taoist Priest Yimei looked at the fearful eyes of the people passing by outside the house, and looked helplessly at Zhao Zheng beside him: "Now you are happy!"

"I'm not happy. Of the six seats, I lost five of them!" Zhao Zheng shook his head and heard Taoist Priest Yimei being silent.

I wanted to slap this kid, but I couldn't find a reason, so I had no choice but to say: "I'm talking about the church!"

"They just rebuild. Besides, didn't Marshal Long give Father Wu money?" Zhao Zheng said with strange eyes.

"...Yes, I gave it!"

As soon as the front foot was given, Father Wu was beaten hard on the back foot. Not to mention the money given by Marshal Long, all the money on Father Wu's body was stolen.

Moreover, the thief was found in advance and shot directly. Priest Yimei just saw Father Wu and others collecting donations on the street, but after last night's baptism of gunfire,

And after Marshal Long ordered the guards to investigate whether they had been bitten by foreign zombies, no one wanted to donate money.

It’s not that I don’t want to,

But they don’t dare to donate!

He thought for at least one day, Father Wu and others should leave Jiuquan Town. There was no other way, why would they stay here if the church was gone.

"I really don't know if this brat is pretending to be confused or just pretending to be confused!" Taoist priest Yimei complained in his heart and spoke curiously.

"By the way, it's about David!"

"Can you not say it?"

"why?"

"I'm afraid, Uncle Master, you won't be happy!"

"Understood!"

Taoist priest Yimei took a deep breath, Zhao Zheng hesitated and said: "David took everything by himself last night..."

"Okay, stop talking!"

Taoist Priest Yimei interrupted with a frown, and Zhao Zheng shut up. In fact, this was also the reason why he paid his cheap father to buy a county magistrate, and also made Dashuai Long a friend by the way.

Just like what he said when chatting with his cheap uncle Ren Fa, money alone is not enough, and the same thing as that sentence,

While others are collecting grain, I am collecting guns. It is the same as saying that other people's homes are my granaries. The words are crude but not crude, and the truth is clear and clear.

"This world..."

Taoist priest Yimei sighed, and Zhao Zheng looked at the rebuilt houses near the church that had been affected by gunfire.

"People live in the present..."

"You, I really don't know what to say about you!" Taoist priest Yimei looked at Zhao Zheng, and then asked curiously: "By the way, who is the sixth person you mentioned!"

"still on the way!"

"???"

"Arrived tonight!"

"tonight?"

"Correct!"

"When?"

"I didn't know...ahem, my Taoism is not good enough!" Zhao Zheng changed the subject and received a blank look from the Taoist priest.

"Okay, let's just tonight. By the way, why don't you go back? Your father has already gone back." Taoist priest Yimei said.

"Then I'll go?"

"Ahem, uncle, that's not what you meant!"

Taoist priest Yimei coughed twice and said, it's not that he was afraid of Uncle Jiu's punch... He taught him earnestly, but he just felt that,

Nephew,

It’s time to stay and get closer!

"Oh……"

"..."

Taoist Priest Yimei looked at Zhao Zheng expressionlessly for a while. It wasn't until Ah Yue shouted that it was time to eat that he looked away.

Out of the corner of his eye, he looked at Zhao Zheng who looked like he had invited him first. Taoist Priest Yimei paused slightly. Finally, he hit Zhao Zheng on the head and walked into the door with his hands behind his back in satisfaction.

"Keep an eye on it as you walk!"

"..."

childish!

Zhao Zheng rubbed his head and followed in. After breakfast and lunch, he stayed until dinner was over. When he came to the tree at one of the entrances of the town, the Taoist priest with an eyebrow looked at Zhao Zheng who was following him.

Understood,

This kid still wants to eat, right?

"I'll help you, Uncle Master, to capture the formation!"

Zhao Zheng whispered, Taoist Priest Yimei nodded helplessly, but he asked doubtfully: "Will the other party come from here?"

"do not know!"

"Didn't you expect him to come back tonight?"

"Yes, but I didn't calculate which way he came from!" Zhao Zheng retorted, okay, in fact, his calculations are not sophisticated enough.

He only knew that Taoist Dragon Slayer was coming!

"..."

Ok,

That’s quite right!

Taoist priest Yimei nodded, with a snap, he took back the hand that slapped Zhao Zheng on the head, and looked at Zhao Zhengdao who was looking at him.

"mosquito!"

"where is it?"

"Can't you miss it?"

"……OK!"

Zhao Zheng nodded, leaving aside the fact that it was November, and leaving aside the fact that there weren’t even any bugs around,

Put aside...

Forget it, he admits defeat!

If you get beaten, get beaten!

The Taoist priest turned away his head with an eyebrow, a faint smile on his face. It didn't mean anything else, his friend also gave birth to a child.

The two began to wait until around nine o'clock in the evening, the sound of a Sanqing bell rang.

Jingle Bell……

"Yin people go on the road, Yang people stay away!"

"Be honest, you want to die, don't you?"

Not loud,

However, Taoist Priest Yimei frowned instantly.

"Slay the dragon!"

"Who?"

"Your uncle!"

The Taoist Priest frowned and stepped out of the shade of the tree. He looked in front of him who was driving away corpses. No, it should be said that it was Taoist Dragon Slayer who was driving away people.

"long time no see!"

"Lin Jiu, reaching for the stars? No, you are Yi Mei!"

Taoist Dragon Slayer's expression changed instantly when he saw Taoist Yimei. Taoist Yimei sighed and rubbed his eyebrows.

"I thought those were just rumors..."

"What rumors, what are you talking about?"

Taoist Dragon Slayer's eyes narrowed slightly, and he slowly approached with his feet. The Taoist Master no longer rubbed his eyebrows, but sighed.

"Mamadi once told me that your zombie was weird and had something on it. At first, I thought he was wrong..."

"Brother, what are you talking about, I..."

Taoist Dragon Slayer looked at him in silence as the man who suddenly jumped up to him with a gun pressed against his waist, a pretty boy who looked like he was not a good guy, smiled coldly.

"Okay, okay, I admit defeat!"

"Self-proclaimed magic power, follow me up the mountain!"

Taoist Master Yimei walked and said, Taoist Master Tulong looked ugly: "Yimei, you really don't leave me any way to survive, don't you?"

"Self-proclaimed magic power, follow me up the mountain!"

Taoist Priest Yimei repeated, Taoist Dragon Slayer gritted his teeth and stepped back sharply. Just when he was wondering why the gun didn't go off,

I saw Taoist Priest Yimei crossing a distance of several meters at some point, snatching the gun from the pretty boy's hand, throwing it away, and said to him.

"Or, fight me!"

"Uncle Master!"

Zhao Zheng frowned and spoke, the Taoist priest smiled and said: "Okay, you go to raid the formation, don't let those guys run away!"

"it is good!"

Zhao Zheng nodded and stepped aside. Taoist Dragon Slayer looked at Taoist Yimei with an ugly expression: "You think what you did before was a good thing!"

"Ok?"

There is a story!

Zhao Zheng looked at Taoist Master Yimei, who nodded with a frown: "As my nephew said, who hasn't been young and hot-blooded?"

"Okay, okay, it seems that Senior Brother Yimei, you want me to die!" Taoist Dragon Slayer sneered, and with one move, like a falcon hunting prey, his hands turned into claws, tearing the air and grabbing at Taoist Yimei.

"too slow!"

The Taoist Priest opened his mouth with a brow, his face was pale, he raised his right hand, spread his fingers, and moved his feet forward. In an instant, he spanned a distance of three to four meters. With a bang, his big palm was printed on Taoist Dragon Slayer's chest.

Taoist Dragon Slayer bowed his body, his eyes widened, and his face was horrified as he was taken into the air. Then he heard Taoist Yimei speak.

"The law doesn't work..."

"The curse is not good..."

"Not even martial arts..."

"You can't even be a human being..." ˆ ˆ ˆ "You're not even as good as a mom..."

bang...

Taoist Priest Yimei closed his fist and struck him hard. Taoist Dragon Slayer spit out a mouthful of blood and flew four or five meters away as if he had been hit hard. He fell heavily to the ground and slid on the ground holding his chest.

The fake zombies were so frightened that they scattered and fled. Zhao Zheng stepped forward helplessly and knocked them unconscious one by one before continuing to watch.

"Brother, I was wrong, I was wrong, please go around me this once, just this once, I promise, I promise I won't do it again!"

Seeing the approaching Taoist Master Yimei, Taoist Master Tulong kept backing up on the ground with a horrified look on his face.

"Didn't you read the letter I wrote to you?" Taoist Priest Yimei frowned, Taoist Dragon Slayer was stunned and nodded crazily.

"I've seen it, I've seen it. Senior brother, can you go around me this time? I know my mistake. I don't dare anymore. Don't take me back to the main forum!"

"I...actually didn't write a letter!"

The Taoist priest sighed and looked at Taoist Dragon Slayer with anger in his eyes: "Junior brother, you disappoint me so much."

"Brother, I beg you, please go around me just this once. Just this once, I promise, I will never dare to do it again!"

Taoist Dragon Slayer knelt down and kowtowed. With one eyebrow, Taoist Master avoided silence for a while. He looked at Taoist Dragon Slayer who was kowtowing crazily to him. He hesitated, then stepped forward to help him and said, "Get up first!"

"Senior brother, I really don't dare anymore..."

Taoist Dragon Slayer opened his mouth and took out the dagger from his sleeve. As soon as he stabbed it, he heard a clang,

He stared blankly at Taoist Yimei's torn clothes, his belly with only a little white mark, and the dagger that broke off when Taoist Yimei took it with his fingers.

"Xingtang...Golden Body Technique!"

"Correct!"

Taoist Priest Yimei nodded and looked at Taoist Dragon Slayer with sad eyes: "Junior brother, I gave you a chance!"

"I……"

raise your hand,

fall!

Click...

Taoist Dragon Slayer stared blankly at the big hand that left his head, opened his mouth tremblingly, and smiled: "Thank you, senior brother..."

"Ok!"

Taoist Priest Yimei nodded silently, looked at Taoist Dragon Slayer who fell to the ground with a bang, raised his right hand, and pinched it with his seal.

"The Heaven and Earth Spirits... open!"

Seal falls,

The sword moves,

A two-dimensional passage leading to the underworld appeared on the ground. The soul of Taoist Dragon Slayer was sucked in instantly. Soon a decree was thrown out. Taoist Priest Yimei stretched out his hand to catch it and took a look!

"Yimei, willing to be punished!"

The words fell,

The passage leading to the underworld dispersed. Zhao Zheng frowned and looked at Taoist Yimei. Taoist Yimei put away his decree and said with a smile.

"It's fine!"

"Uncle Master..."

"Don't worry, it's okay!"

Taoist priest Yimei said with a smile, then frowned and looked at the fake zombies. Zhao Zhengze said, "Leave these to me!"

"Well, okay, Uncle Master will take you to slay Dragon Master, Master Uncle, take the first step!" Taoist Master Yimei picked up the body of Taoist Dragon Slayer and left.

Zhao Zhengze took off the crows from the fake zombies and took out hemp ropes to tie them up. After waking them up, he walked towards Jiuquan Town.

After he sent these people to the security team and asked Captain Hao to take the time to shoot these people, he found a deserted place and took out the magic basin, pinched the magic seal and used the technique of transmitting sound from thousands of miles away.

"what happened?"

Uncle Jiu's voice emerged, and the moment Zhao Zheng took over the decree from Taoist Master Yimei, Uncle Jiu's face instantly darkened.

"I understand, don't worry, your Uncle Yimei has experience in this matter. He is a frequent visitor to the torture hall..."

"Your uncle Yimei used to be a member of the torture hall, but later he came down because of some things... Forget it, I will tell you these things later!"

"But Uncle Master didn't do it... That's right, fellow disciples are not allowed to kill each other!" Zhao Zheng spoke, and Uncle Jiu nodded expressionlessly.

"Yes, fellow disciples are not allowed to kill each other. In fact, your Uncle Yimei is... helping to slay the dragon. If what you just said is true, then the end of the slaying dragon will only be worse if he goes to the main altar!"

"Worse?"

"Yes, okay, that's it, it's time for me to go to the main altar as a teacher!" After Uncle Jiu finished speaking, he cut off the spell directly.

After cutting off the spell, Uncle Jiu used the Thousand Miles of Sound Transmission technique and looked at the expressionless expression of Taoist Master Yimei.

"You were so majestic just now!"

"Fortunately!"

"..."

No,

Why do you talk like Zhao Zheng!

Uncle Jiu glared at the Taoist priest with an eyebrow: "Okay, I will go with you to the main altar this time, so that some people will not trouble you!"

"Thank you, senior brother!"

"Call brother!"

"Okay, big brother!"

"..."

Uncle Jiu cut off the spell with a dark face, and looked at the banging door and was stunned: "Who is it? Does anyone want to sleep at night?"

"...Master, you are my literary talent!"

"come in!"

Uncle Jiu tightened the clothes around him, and Wen Cai timidly opened the door holding a heavy wooden box.

"Master, my junior brother asked me to give this to you through a thousand-mile transmission just now. He said that this is Lin Jiu's disciple Zhao Zheng's heartfelt wish for his master. He also hopes that the master will take it to Maoshan and hand it over to Cai... ahem... Leave it to Master!"

"Ok?"

Uncle Jiu took it and took a look, closed the lid with wide eyes, and waved his hand to Wen Cai who wanted to take a peek with a straight face.

"Okay, go back to sleep!"

"Oh……"

Wen Cai honestly exited the room and closed the door. Uncle Jiu quickly closed the window, opened the box, and stared blankly at the small yellow croakers in the box. He picked them up and took a bite.

After repeating it several times, Uncle Jiu said with a helpless smile: "I have accepted Jin's apprentice. Wait, where did Wen Cai get this box from?"

Uncle Jiu put away the wooden box, found Wencai who was dozing, and came to Zhao Zheng's room. Then he looked at the opened floor at the door in silence.

"He put it here?"

"Yes, he said it was not enough, but it was in your room, master!" Wencai nodded honestly, and Uncle Jiu was stunned.

"In my room!"

"Yes!"

"Quick, tell me where you are!"

"Junior brother said the positions are the same, and..."

"..."

Uncle Jiu told Wencai to go back to sleep, then he went to the door of his room, squatted down, and knocked on the bluestone on the ground.

After opening it, he stared blankly at the same box, looked left and right, picked up the box, put the bluestone away, walked into the room and closed the door.

After a long time, he closed the box in silence, rubbed his eyebrows and said, "Wait a minute, Wen Cai didn't seem to have finished what he said!"

After waking up Wencai and telling the confused Wencai to go to sleep, Uncle Jiu came to the gate of Yizhuang and squatted down.

After knocking on the bluestone, he opened it and stared blankly at the same box. Resisting the thought of beating Zhao Zheng, he took the box out, returned to the room, opened it, and put it away silently.

After a while, he walked out of the room and knocked on the door of each room one by one. He breathed a sigh of relief when he found that it was gone.

After hesitating for a moment, he woke up. Oh, this time Wencai was still asleep. After he was sure that he was gone, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"This kid is not afraid of thieves in Yizhuang!"

Returning to the bedroom, Uncle Jiu cast the Thousand Miles Sound Transmission Technique on the magic basin with worry. Looking at Zhao Zheng, he hesitated and said.

"Oh, it's okay. Just dig it out. Master, just keep it. Well, it's gone underground. It's really gone!"

"Okay, then go and rest!"

Uncle Jiu nodded. After the Thousand Miles of Sound Transmission Technique was cut off, he was stunned for a moment and repeated the words in his mouth before disappearing.

"Wait...so..."

Uncle Jiu couldn't fall asleep. He couldn't fall asleep looking at the bricks and tiles on the ground. After hesitating again and again, he used the Thousand Miles of Sound Transmission Technique again.

"So there's still something in the wall?"

"Just one box!"

"Oh……"

"Master, you want it, it's here..."

"Shut up and go to sleep!"

Uncle Jiu cut off the Thousand Miles of Sound Transmission Technique, looked at the wall of his room for a long time, and then began to sleep. After a long time, he opened his eyes,

no other meaning,

Can't sleep!

　At 4:32 in the morning, I couldn’t hold it any longer, so I went to sleep, but before I went to bed, I still asked for a ticket! ()Please, gentlemen!

　　

　

(End of this chapter)