Infinite Horror: The Strongest Zhongzhou Team

It was at this time that Chen Zilong on the eaves also opened his eyes.

A ray of light flashed, and Zhu Wen appeared beside him.

The two looked at each other.

"After waiting for half a month, the plot finally begins!"

After Chen Zilong finished speaking, he hugged Zhu Wen and jumped down without saying anything.

Zhao Yingkong arrived at the gate at some point and leaned against the doorpost, staring at the bronze coffin that was swaying with the wooden cart.

"Where are Li Xiao and the others? When will they come?"

Behind Zhao Yingkong, the mechanical dog possessed by Moss came out.

"We notified the owner three minutes ago after we discovered it. He should be on his way."

Zhao Yingkong nodded.

Then, Taoist Simu and Master Ikkyu, who were standing at their respective doors, glared at each other.

Then he quickened his pace and walked out.

Yes, that's right.

These two brothers were very friendly and said hello to each other, but within two days they started to have temper tantrums again.

This is also the reason why the Zhongzhou team did not dare to be careless during the past half month, for fear that these two would kill themselves or the opponent.

There is really no place to cry.

After all, one Zhan Lan and one Chu Xuan had already been lost.

Looking at the convoy that broke the tranquility of the past.

Just when Ikkyu and Simu walked out of the yard.

"Senior brother, senior brother!"

With loud shouting.

A middle-aged man with a strong build and wearing a yellow Taoist robe and a Taoist hat walked out from the crowd with a smile.

After stopping the advancing officers and soldiers.

The man clasped his hands together and raised two fingers, making a gesture unique to the Maoshan Sect.

The same goes for Taoist Simu and Jiale, except that Taoist Simu is on the chest.

And Jiale is on top.

That’s right, he put his hands above his head in a Taoist gesture.

The height of the hands determines the other person's identity and position.

"Qianhe meets Brother."

"Junior brother."

"Uncle Master."

"I've met Jiale. Jiale has grown up."

At this time, Master Ikkyu came around from behind.

He smiled and said:

"Amitabha, Taoist Qianhe, long time no see."

"Meet Master Ikkyu."

At this time, Taoist Chizuru was also very happy. After all, the journey was long, and he was very happy to be able to pass by his senior brother and meet Master Ikkyu.

So Chizuru didn't notice that the expressions of the four people who came to greet him were more or less abnormal.

His eyes moved back and forth over the bronze-gleaming coffin.

Just at this time.

"Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing blocking the way with a bunch of random people?"

"Are you still in a hurry?"

"Don't you see how big the sun is?"

Several people looked in the direction of the sound.

In the official team.

A sissy who was dressed in strange clothes but looked very imposing shouted.

Taoist Qianhe sighed, turned around and said the words he had prepared from the beginning.

"Manager Wu, this is my senior brother. I need to borrow some glutinous rice just in case."

When the sissy called Manager Wu heard this, he put his hands on his hips and was about to scold something.

Then a little boy in red official uniform on the sedan chair next to him said:
"Ushiro, let's take a break."

The expression of Wu Guanshi, who was still very angry a second ago, changed instantly, and even had a bit of flattery:

"Okay, put the sedan down and let's all take a break."

At this time, Taoist Qianhe's eyes moved, and he looked at the three people standing motionless at the door of Simu's house.

His expression suddenly became solemn.

"Brother, who are they?"

Taoist Simu and his companions looked in the direction he was looking.

No one said a word.

Taoist Chizuru was a man of efficiency and prudence, and even if he was slow-witted, he could still notice something was wrong between his senior brother and Master Ikkyu.

Before they could answer.

Taoist Qianhe stretched out two fingers of his right hand into his arms and then pointed at his eyebrows.

"The sky and the earth are clear, the yin is turbid and the yang is light!"

"Soul body? Female ghost?"

After saying this, Taoist Qianhe was stunned and looked at the bright sun in the sky.

"Chaoyang, not afraid of the scorching sun, showing up in the daytime, what a profound skill."

After saying this, he looked at the Taoist priest Simu in front of him and said angrily:

"Brother, you are confused!"

After Taoist Qianhe finished speaking, something was about to be thrown out from his Taoist robe in his right hand.

A posture of exorcising demons and monsters.

But the next moment, Taoist Simu and Master Ikkyu came up from the left and right.

"Stop, stop, stop!"

"Junior brother, junior brother."

"Master Qianhe, calm down."

Seeing this, Jiale and Jingjing quickly blocked the view of Manager Wu and the officers.

He smiled without showing any embarrassment at all.

The two knew in their hearts that no matter who they messed with, they should not mess with that low-key girl.

To be honest, if Taoist Qianhe hadn't just said it, they wouldn't even know that this girl was a spirit.

Although they didn't know, Jiale and Jingjing had some guesses.

After all, they were not dreaming that night half a month ago.

Instead, he really saw two Zhao Yingkongs.

"Not a ghost? Is it spiritual cultivation? Soul cultivation?"

"What an ancient cultivation system! Didn't Master say that it had long been extinct?"

Taoist Simu coughed twice and said nonsense in all seriousness: "Master said it is extinct, which means it is very rare in the world. There is not even one."

"This is a fellow soul cultivator. He is a good person. And look, Junior Brother, appearance is determined by the heart. Do you think this person looks like a bad person?"

Taoist Qianhe looked at Zhao Yingkong's facial features and nodded, saying honestly, "Resembling."

"Ghosts with high levels of Taoism, especially female ghosts, are better at hiding than others, especially those with the talent of transformation. Junior brother has seen one in Kyoto before."

Taoist Simu and Master Ikkyu looked at each other helplessly.

Looks like the trick didn’t work?
Forget it, I'll do it.

"Amitabha, Taoist Qianhe, don't worry. You and I have known each other for a long time. I can guarantee with my life that Mr. Zhao and the others are all kind people."

Seeing Master Ikkyu's serious look, Chizuru finally believed it a little.

However, they were still very vigilant when looking at Zhao Yingkong and the other two.

"Jia Le, go get some glutinous rice for your uncle."

"Oh, Master."

After saying this, seeing that Taoist Chizuru had calmed down, Master Ikkyu and Taoist Simu let go.

Then the two pretended to be unaware and looked at the existence on the wooden cart behind them.

Taoist Simu touched the coffin and found it was ice-cold.

He was surprised and said, "The copper-horned golden coffin is wrapped with an ink fountain net. Could it be that inside is..."

Taoist Qianhe nodded: "Yes, it is a zombie."

"Amitabha, I'm afraid this is not an ordinary zombie?"

"Although I don't understand the magic of your Maoshan Sect, but ordinary zombies probably can't use this legendary copper-horned golden coffin, right?"

Taoist Simu was puzzled:

"Junior brother, since he is a zombie and has been subdued, why don't you burn him?"

"I see you are all exhausted, and there are ravines under the wheels. You must have come a long way, right?" "It's too dangerous to transport this over a thousand miles, right?"

Taoist Priest Qianhe glanced at Steward Wu who was resting under the shade of a tree in the distance, and the child in the sedan chair.

He pulled Taoist Simu and Master Ikkyu to the other side of the coffin.

He complained helplessly:

"I won't hide it from my senior brother and Master Ikkyu."

"It's not that I don't want to burn the contents of this copper-horned golden coffin, but I can't."

"The zombies here are the royal family of the borderland, the prince of the current dynasty. They have royal blood and cannot be burned. We need to rush to Shangjing as soon as possible to let the emperor decide their fate."

"The reason why we use the copper-horned gold coffin and ink fountain net is because this person is from the royal family of the frontier, and he is also the general of the three armies of the frontier."

"A few months ago, a zombie that had become a zombie actually skipped the two realms of hairy zombie and black zombie and became a jumping zombie."

When Taoist Simu and Ikkyu heard this, they subconsciously took a step forward.

Taoist Simu reacted quickly:

"No, without the feeding of evil cultivators, even if you are a prince or a general, it is impossible for you to become a jumping zombie directly after death. Junior brother, if you have anything else, you'd better tell me clearly and don't hide it."

"This way, Senior Brother can still save your life."

Taoist Qianhe looked at the two people who were horrified, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, senior brother, Master Ikkyu."

"Ghost Month and Ghost Festival have passed. Everything has been safe along the way. We will reach Shangjing in a few days."

"As for why this person must be transported to the capital, there is another reason. It is said that a flying zombie has appeared in the border area."

"And this person was bitten by Buhuagu, so Qianhe guessed that some big shots in Shangjing wanted to use this to calculate Buhuagu's location."

After hearing this, Taoist Simu became so excited that he grabbed Taoist Qianhe by the collar.

"Not dissolving bones? Or flying zombies?"

"They said you would die, but I didn't believe it. Now I believe it."

"You dare to get involved in a matter involving an incorruptible flying zombie. You are really like a mouse trying to clean up the cat's butt. You are courting death..."

As he spoke, Taoist Simu squeezed Qianhe with both hands so hard that she could hardly breathe.

Taoist Qianhe quickly patted Simu's shoulder.

"Brother, brother, be gentle, be gentle, it's all hearsay, just hearsay."

"What I just said are just rumors I heard when I went to receive the call. Don't worry, brother."

"There is also a saying that the Jin Kingdom abused corpse poison to create zombies, and this prince was infected with corpse poison while charging into battle and turned into a zombie."

"But just now, who was talking, Senior Brother?"

"Who said I was going to die?"

Simu put Qianhe down.

"Ahem, you misheard me. I didn't say that just now."

"But today, the weather is really good. Look at the big sun."

"The zombies will not dare to come out once they see it."

Master Ikkyu also interrupted at this time and said:

"Since the sun is so bright, why doesn't Taoist Qianhe take down the tent on the wooden cart?"

"It's also good to get some sun to remove moisture. When the moisture is reduced, the corpse smell will naturally disappear."

"Yeah! That's right."

Qianzuru was convinced and looked up at the big sun.

"East, south, west, north, the four of you take down the tent."

Qianhe shouted to the four young men in dark blue Taoist robes behind him.

"Yes, master!"

Saw this scene.

Taoist Simu snorted to one side.

"Huh, you know that I don't know?"

Master Ikkiu chuckled:
"You know? Why didn't you tell me?"

Just as the tent was being dismantled with banging and banging all over the place.

Perhaps it was because of the loud noise, Manager Wu looked over and shouted:

"Hey, hey, hey, why are you taking down the tent?"

Taoist Simu saw this scene and stopped Master Yixiu, then took two steps forward:

"Oh, that's right, they..."

"Shut up, I'm not talking to you, I'm talking to him!"

Manager Wu pointed at Taoist Qianhe.

Taoist Qianhe then stepped forward:
"Manager Wu, listen to me. Today's weather is good and the sun can remove the corpse gas from the coffin."

"It's better to get more sun."

Looking at the frustrated Taoist Simu, Master Yixiu turned his back and said:

"Amitabha, good, good, good."

"If you speak slowly, you won't get anything to say. If you speak quickly, you'll get scolded. It's so hard to be a human being!"

The Taoist priest Simu stared angrily. Pointing at Ikkiu:
"You... you have the guts..."

"Under the sun, the copper-horned golden coffin can absorb yang energy."

"Oh, is that so? Then tear it down. Be careful."

"Yes."

"East, south, west, north, south, continue to demolish."

After unpacking it, after a while, Jiale came running over with a bag of glutinous rice.

"Here, Uncle Master, sticky rice."

Taoist Simu took it directly with a dark face:
"He took a piece of sticky rice and kept on taking his time. It took him a long time to come over."

"Here, Junior Brother."

Taoist Qianhe took the glutinous rice and said, "Thank you, Senior Brother."

"You're welcome. I hope you don't need this bag of sticky rice."

Taoist Qianhe nodded, turned around, and put the glutinous rice on the wooden cart.

At this time, Master Ikkyu whispered:

"Tell me, what are Zheng Zha and the others thinking?"

"Why don't you just stay, instead of letting them go and waiting until night?"

Taoist Simu glanced at Master Ikkyu sideways:
"Infinite Heavenly Lord, the secrets of heaven must not be revealed."

"Besides, if you don't know, then you don't know. Just give me this."

After Master Ikkyu finished speaking, he pulled Jingjing and wanted to go back.

Just when Chen Zilong, Zhu Wen and Zhao Yingkong thought that the plot would unfold like the original horror film.

After Taoist Qianhe put the glutinous rice on the wooden cart, he actually walked up to Manager Wu and said a few words.

Then he came over again with his four disciples from the east, south, west and north.

"Brother, I just thought about it and found that I am still short of a few corpse-suppressing talismans. I would like to borrow your quiet time to draw a few talismans."

Taoist Simu listened and nodded secretly. He could only say that Junior Brother Qianhe was worthy of being the cautious and reliable one, and he always thought of everything.

So naturally there is no reason to refuse.

"Junior brother is really thoughtful. Although the corpse-suppressing talisman on the copper-horned golden coffin was made by a master, it has been around for some time."

“It’s time to change.”

"Junior brother, please!"

Taoist Qianhe nodded, and the four disciples behind him, from the east, south, west and north, clasped their fists and saluted at the same time, shouting:
"Thank you, Uncle Master!"

Looking at the four disciples with loud voices and tall stature, Taoist Simu nodded in return with envy in his eyes.

Then he looked at Jiale, who was standing next to him with his arm around Jingjing, looking sloppy, with a messy hair and rubbing his hands.

That is, his beloved disciple.

Taoist Priest Qianhe and Taoist Priest Simu walked in front, followed by Master Ikkyu.

The four people from the southeast, northwest, and northeast also shouted to Jiale respectfully:
"I've met senior brother."

This powerful shout also scared Jiale.

Like Taoist Simu, Jiale looked at his four fellow disciples, who were wearing clean and tidy Taoist robes, with eyes full of envy.

Because this is something he has never worn since he was a child.

Well, it's really nice.

Chizuru looked around:

"I really envy my brother's rural life, which is quiet and peaceful, and conducive to spiritual practice."

Taoist Simu smiled and said:

"No, no, when it comes to training, Qianhe, you are probably better than my senior brother now, right?"

"Shangjing is a place full of desires, but it is also the center of the empire. In such a furnace, if you don't make progress, you will regress."

(ps: Three updates today, wait for eight o'clock.) (End of this chapter)