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Chapter 6 Fake monk vs real zombie?
"Woo~"

Somewhere on a hill outside Chenjia Village.

Suddenly, an inhuman voice was heard.

A bit like a beast, but completely different from a beast...

"Crash!"

At this moment, a dark shadow was standing on the top of the mountain.

It was a figure dressed in ancient official robes and his body was rotten. There was some inexplicable dark blue air lingering around him, and he howled towards the sky!

In an instant, a ray of moonlight in the night sky was pulled down.

Slowly descending the mountain.

But at this moment, a strange voice suddenly rang in my ears.

The figure suddenly turned around and looked in the direction of Chenjia Village with a puzzled expression.

Zombies have no humanity.

Just beast-like instincts.

But he can still make the most basic judgment about the calls from his own kind.

After attracting a ray of moonlight, the zombie followed the call of its own kind and jumped towards Chenjia Village step by step.

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At this moment, Chenjia Village.

Outside the ancestral hall, the old village chief said to Master Yuanwu with a smile on his face:

"Master, you are finally here!"

"We have been waiting for you for a long time, please come in..."

The old village chief hurriedly took the master to the ancestral hall.

"Amitabha!"

"I'm sorry to have kept you waiting for so long."

Master Yuanwu chanted a Buddhist name.

Seeing his compassionate look, everyone was stunned.

"Master, please come in!"

"Hurry, hurry, don't neglect the master..."

As the saying goes - clothes make the man, saddles make the horse.

Master Yuanwu's appearance looks like a very "highly enlightened monk", which makes people feel at ease when they see him.

The old village chief took Master Yuanwu into the ancestral hall.

Then he said with a bitter look:

"Master Yuanwu, this is what happened..."

"I don't know what happened recently in our village. Suddenly, zombies appeared. A few days ago, many poultry were killed, but fortunately, no villagers were killed."

"I invited you here this time because I want you to perform a ritual to subdue the zombie..."

The old village chief narrated the story in a few words.

"Amitabha~"

Master Yuanwu was chanting the Buddha's name. He asked curiously:

"Since no one was injured, how did you know it was a zombie?"

"It was said by a Taoist priest..."

Although the old village chief had never dealt with Zhang Yunxiao, he had never even met him.

But it is a foregone conclusion that most of their village has been infected with corpse poison.

Therefore, they firmly believed in the zombie incident.

"Taoist priest?" Master Yuanwu was slightly stunned.

He then showed disdain on his face and said, "Many Taoist priests these days are just charlatans pretending to be gods. Donors should be careful not to be deceived."

Even though he himself is the liar who pretends to be a ghost.

But if there was a chance to belittle his peers, he would not miss it...

Anyway, the 30,000 yuan fee for performing the ritual has already been received.

There is nothing else to be afraid of.

At worst, he could just fool around and then run away.

"This..." Hearing this, the old village chief was stunned. He smiled awkwardly and said:
"Master Yuanwu is right."

The old village chief is quite experienced.

Know that this is colleagues belittling each other.

So I didn't answer the call...

Yuan Wu nodded slightly and said, "Okay, let me go meet that zombie."

"Thank you Master Yuanwu for your help!"

The old village chief looked grateful.

"You are too kind, benefactor..." Master Yuanwu said with a smile.

In fact, he was very disdainful in his heart.

He had taken on many rituals and had never encountered any danger, so he didn't believe in any ghosts or gods.

Zombies?

does not exist at all!

In Master Yuanwu's opinion, it was probably some wandering Taoist who was pretending to be a god and trying to deceive people, but he accidentally intercepted the ritual.

"Everyone give way!"

"Master Yuanwu is about to start performing a ritual!"

"Hurry, hurry, don't disturb the master..."

The surrounding villagers made way.

At the same time, Chen Long held up his phone and recorded the entire scene in the live broadcast room:
[Tsk tsk tsk, this monk looks quite powerful?] [In fact, judging from what he just said, this man is not a high-ranking monk!]

[What does the above mean? Which sentence? ]

[Didn't he just say something disparaging about his peers? How could a truly enlightened monk be so intolerant? ]

[That's right.]

[So, this so-called great monk or master is just an ordinary person? ]

[I feel like not only a vulgar person, but also a liar. 】

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the other side,
Zhang Yunxiao is slowly heading towards Chenjia Village.

He received a private message from Chen Long and took out his mobile phone to watch the live broadcast.

But as soon as he turned on the live broadcast, he saw the so-called Master Yuanwu belittling himself...

"hehe."

In response, Zhang Yunxiao just smiled faintly.

He took a close look at this so-called Master Yuanwu, then shook his head slightly.

Through facial observation, Zhang Yunxiao discovered that this so-called Master Yuanwu was just an ordinary person.

There is not an ounce of skill left in my body.

Maybe you have some martial arts skills?

It's okay to fool ordinary people, but against zombies...

Haha, I can only say that I went there to deliver food.

Zhang Yunxiao took a casual glance and stopped reading. Instead, he focused on his journey.

Of course, he was not in a hurry.

Still moving slowly.

Anyway, he wasn't invited, so why should he be in such a hurry?
Although "slaying demons and eliminating evil" is a concept that Taoists must respect, it also depends on the timing.

It doesn't mean that you have to try hard to please others.

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Chenjia Village, ancestral hall.

It was a dark and windy night, and almost all the villagers in the village gathered together.

They hid in the ancestral hall and watched Master Yuanwu come into the courtyard. There were two little monks beside him. They should be considered disciples, right?
Looking around, I saw Master Yuanwu saying calmly: "Open the altar, prepare to perform a ritual to exorcise the evil!"

As a veteran liar.

Master Yuanwu was not proficient in all kinds of Buddhist scriptures, but he was familiar with all kinds of scams.

The method of cooking must first of all be grand enough.

As long as you can fool people and make that group of fools believe in you, it doesn't count as cheating.

Therefore, Master Yuanwu can be considered a top-level charlatan.

Low-level charlatan: This donor, I think you are going to have a bloody disaster...

High-level shamans: their appearance fees must be high, their style must be impressive, and their reputation must be complete...

The two young monks beside Master Yuanwu immediately began to set up the altar, while he himself sat cross-legged on the ground.

Recite Buddhist scriptures.

“￥#$%^0^&+_=…”

As for what I read?
No one can understand it anyway.

It just makes people feel——

"Wow, so awesome, so classy!"

After a while, the two little monks had set up the altar.

Obviously, they are both veteran players.

In just a few minutes, an elaborate altar was set up.

"Master, the altar is ready!"

A young monk said respectfully.

"Um……"

Master Yuanwu slowly opened his eyes and nodded menacingly:

"Begin the practice!"

The next second, he turned over and stood up.

"call out--"

He did a difficult somersault in the air, causing the surrounding villagers to gasp in shock.

"Wow, this is a true master!"

"This skill must have taken at least ten years of practice!"

"With Master Yuanwu here, we shouldn't have to worry about zombies."

The surrounding villagers praised it.

When the old village chief saw this, he felt relieved.

Thirty thousand bucks well spent.

But is it really worth it?
Looking around, Master Yuanwu was performing a ritual in a cool posture.

However, just then!

Two dark shadows suddenly appeared outside the ancestral hall.

"Hoo~"

A low roar was heard, and wisps of dark blue black air emerged, and the thick smell of corpses instantly covered the entire street.

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(End of this chapter)