The Taoist Priest of the Supernatural World

Chapter 148: Drops of Water Create Shadows
Although the magic of the Peacock Wizard does not focus on exorcising demons and monsters, it is truly extraordinary in terms of fighting.

The golden beads just now were very powerful.

Even the zombies were beaten back by him. If an ordinary person was hit by him, he would probably have broken bones and tendons immediately.

There is also the spell that makes the vines turn green again.

To be honest, it seems that there is some kind of magical power of a cultivator involved.

Hearing Qiu Sheng's exclamation, Song Feng, who had been sitting in a wheelchair, smiled and said nonchalantly:
"If they didn't have this kind of means, how could these Peacock Method practitioners gain such a reputation for bravery and ferocity?"

"Don't learn from them. They all fought with their lives, otherwise they wouldn't have white hair at such a young age..."

In this day and age, practitioners from famous sects who truly understand cultivation are all able to borrow Dharma and set up altars.

In general, he cherishes his magic power very much, and tries not to use it if possible. At most, he behaves like an ordinary person.

After all, it's fun to show off, but it's a waste of time to practice.

Every bit of magic power is extracted from the essence and blood with great difficulty, and it cannot be wasted.

But the mages of the Peacock lineage are different.

The Five Elements Magic is originally a very powerful one. In today's era, if you want to cast the Five Elements Magic, you have to exert great magical powers.

This spell is powerful for a while, but just the fact that the vine turns green again can shorten his life by several months.

The people of the Peacock lineage are famous for their fearlessness of life, otherwise they wouldn't have so many white hairs.

The aggressive ones are afraid of the stupid ones, the stupid ones are afraid of the desperate ones. These people from the Peacock lineage are always fighting for their lives. Who would want to play with them?

After hearing what his seventh uncle said, Qiu Sheng, who had just been very envious, now had no expectations:
"So this is ah……"

He is still young and doesn't want to waste his life in vain, so forget it, just practice his Yin-Yang Concentricity Method honestly.

When he said this, Qiu Sheng glanced at Wencai who was curled up beside him, and then said softly:
"Wencai, you look after Uncle Seven first, I'll go up to help!"

As soon as the words fell, Qiu Sheng rushed forward with a file, as if he was taking this opportunity to sharpen the zombie's teeth.

Watching Qiu Sheng rush forward.

Uncle Nine, who had been observing the powerful Peacock Mage from the side, couldn't help but frown at this moment:
"...Qiu Sheng, be careful!"

After he finished speaking, he strode over, then came to the zombie and helped pinch the zombie's teeth.

Looking at Uncle Jiu's actions, Qiu Sheng, who had just rushed up to grind the zombie's teeth with a file, couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

What does the master mean by this?
Now that the zombie is tied up, why should he be careful?
Looking at Qiu Sheng who looked confused, Uncle Jiu winked at him and then looked at the file in his hand:

"Qiu Sheng, grind off his zombie teeth!"

Seeing Uncle Jiu's eyes, Qiu Sheng was a little confused at first, but he reacted in a blink of an eye.

Then, he took the file and rubbed the zombie's tooth, even using his hands throughout the whole process.

It looks extremely rough.

As he continued to grind his zombie teeth, the powder began to fly everywhere, not a single drop of it falling into his hands.

Seeing Qiu Sheng's performance, Uncle Jiu couldn't help but reveal a hint of admiration in his eyes.

Good boy, I really have you!

Then, the hand hidden behind his back gently made a gesture of magic.

However, before he could do anything, his face suddenly changed, and he rushed to a corner of the room while holding his stomach:
"Oh no...I'm going to poop..."

I ate too much sashimi at noon and my stomach felt a little uncomfortable.

Thinking of this, he simply took the wooden board on the table and used it to block his front, then found a vase and used it as a urinal and started working.

It's not just him.

The Peacock Mage who had just cast a spell to trap the zombie and directly immobilized it also couldn't help but change his expression:
"……not good!"

After he finished speaking, he subconsciously waved his five-colored robes, trying to force back the gas in his stomach.

But at this moment, no fart can be believed:

"puff……"

Before he could hold it back, he farted, and then he felt like he couldn't hold it anymore:
“…Hurry, hurry, hurry!”

The Peacock Mage, who had just been so powerful, now followed Uncle Jiu's footsteps, picked up a jar and started pulling it.

He even couldn't care less about the zombie he had immobilized with his spell.

"Ow ooh..."

As his spell released, the vine instantly withered and died, and the zombie then broke free from it.

Then, the zombie immediately chased Ren Weiyong everywhere, making him scream "Daddy":
"Dad, please stop chasing me. If you bite me to death, our Ren family's incense will be cut off..."

He was propping himself up with his fingers and running back and forth near the coffin. He looked so miserable.

Seeing Ren Dalong's miserable state, Qiu Sheng glanced at Wencai next to him, and then shouted loudly:
"Wencai, come and help!"

After saying that, Qiu Sheng went straight to fight the zombie and threw the file into Wencai's hands.

Looking at the flute in his hand, and then at Qiu Sheng and Ren Dalong who were fighting the zombies, Wen Cai nodded quickly:

"Oh oh oh..."

Then, he took the file and took the opportunity to grind tooth powder from the zombie's teeth.

But every time he grinded it, it scattered a little bit, and even if Ren Dalong wanted to catch it, he couldn't catch any of it.

It just stands out that everything is reduced to ashes.

Uncle Jiu, who was enjoying playing the piano, thought something was going to go wrong when he saw Qiu Sheng throw the file directly to Wencai.

I didn't expect that Wencai, who had always been unreliable, would become reliable at this time.

He only knows how to mess things up!
Looking at the zombie teeth that were almost worn away, Uncle Jiu almost couldn't hold back the smile on his face.

How could he not understand Ren Dalong?

If he cured Ren Dalong now, this guy would definitely turn around and get rid of them and drive them away.

He can't make this trip in vain.

If he can't even see Sister Lian, what's the point of his trip here?

However, at this critical moment, Peacock Master, who had been squatting next to Uncle Jiu to poop, suddenly pressed several acupuncture points on his body:

"Clap clap clap!"

Then, he actually flipped over from Uncle Jiu's side, put on his pants, and cast a spell:

"Get out of the way!!"

As he finished speaking, he was seen swiftly waving his colorful feather robe, and vaguely he actually trapped the zombie in it.

Brush!
Vines emerged from his clothes and tied up the zombie in front of him like a dumpling:
"……let me!"

When he said this, he directly snatched the file from Wencai's hand, wanting to grind off the last bit of tooth powder. Seeing the Peacock Master's action, Uncle Jiu, who was squatting in front of the vase, couldn't help but secretly say that he was a ruthless man.

But then he became a little worried.

After all, if there really was such a ruthless Peacock Wizard who succeeded in grinding the tooth powder off, then he would really have to leave.

however.

When Master Peacock used a file to grind the zombie's teeth, he found that the zombie had no teeth:

"……Um?"

After grinding hard, there was no tooth powder left, and the teeth had been ground away from the roots!
Seeing this scene, Uncle Jiu couldn't help but smile.

I knew it would work.

Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai, these two guys, would never let him down when it came to messing up something.

"Marshal, the tooth powder is gone!"

Unable to grind anything, the Peacock Mage threw out a ball of golden light, which knocked the zombie flying and also knocked out the corpse qi:

"call……"

Looking at the corpse in the distance that was already emitting corpse gas and looked like a puddle of mud, Peacock Mage's face did not look very good.

"Gululu..."

The gurgling sound continued to be heard, and he couldn't help but subconsciously cover his stomach.

Just now, pressing several major acupoints did suppress the changes in the body, but as he cast the spell, those acupoints were also broken.

This is just great.

Not only did he fail to grind any tooth powder, but he also ended up losing more than he gained.

Feeling that his body was about to collapse, the Peacock Mage quickly ran to the side and hid beside the table:
"Crash..."

Looking at the Peacock Mage squatting next to him, Uncle Jiu couldn't help but twitch his lips:
"The Peacock Clan is full of ruthless people!"

Looking at the mess inside the ancestral hall, and then looking at the corpses that had been beaten to pieces and without a trace of life.

For a moment, Ren Dalong was speechless:
"Hmph! Bring it back!"

He was also a perceptive person, and naturally understood that this Peacock Wizard was indeed reliable enough and would really help at critical moments.

But even a good cook cannot cook without rice.

The zombie's tooth powder is gone, and it's useless no matter what.

Return to the Marshal's Mansion.

Uncle Nine and Master Peacock, who had already finished combing their intestines, stood aside.

Of course, the Peacock Mage standing aside was standing behind Ren Dalong, while Uncle Jiu was surrounded by soldiers:

"You are such a fool, inviting you here is useless, tell me a reason why you can live!"

Holding the gun in his hand, Ren Dalong pointed it at the three masters and apprentices in front of him, looking like they were not someone to be trifled with.

At this moment, Song Feng was sitting at a table in the distance, drinking tea handed to him by the maid, watching the fun leisurely.

Respecting the elderly and loving the young is truly a virtue.

Although he came here with Uncle Jiu and the others, he was able to sit here and drink tea because of his age.

It’s good that young people still have morals!
In this way, this old man can take advantage of his age and seniority.

Seeing that Ren Dalong had already taken out the gun, Uncle Jiu quickly said:
"Zombie tooth powder is not only found here. There are many zombies in Tengteng Town, so they must have tooth powder as well."

"Well, if you let me out, I'll go to Teng Teng Town to find zombie tooth powder for you!"

After hearing what Uncle Jiu said, Ren Dalong didn't buy it and said:
"Ask you to find tooth powder? No, what if you run away?"

When he said this, he glanced at Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai beside him, then thought for a moment and said:
"That's it. Let the two disciples beside you go find the tooth powder. I'll give you three days. If you can't find it within three days, you'll die!"

When he said this, he gave the guard next to him a look:
"Ok!"

The next moment, several guards nearby threw Qiu Sheng and Wencai out of the room.

Seeing that he was indeed being held here as a hostage, Qiu Shengwen went to look for Zombie Fang, and Uncle Jiu almost curled up a smile.

"Someone, find him a room upstairs!"

After Dalong gave a greeting, the guards brought Uncle Jiu into the room and closed the door.

however.

After the door was closed for a while, it was suddenly opened from the outside:

"Dangdang!"

Looking towards the door, I saw my seventh uncle holding a plate of freshly baked cakes and eating them while walking towards the table.

Looking at the old man in front of him, the Seventh Uncle, who was so contented and eating with a mouth full of delicious food, the Ninth Uncle couldn't help but twitch his lips:
"You seem to be enjoying it!"

Looking at Uncle Nine in front of him, Song Feng smiled slightly, then put down a plate in his hand:
"The sweet-scented osmanthus cake just steamed in the kitchen has a good sweetness and is suitable for the elderly. How about it? Do you want to try it?"

When he said this, he took out a piece of osmanthus cake and handed it to Uncle Jiu.

Looking at his seventh uncle who was eating osmanthus cake with a smile on his face, ninth uncle felt as if they were the same person but had different fates.

As soon as he came, Ren Dalong wanted him dead.

When the old man, Seventh Uncle, comes, he is given food and drink, and can run around freely.

In love, whoever is older is always right, right?

"Don't eat, I have no appetite."

Now he just wanted to see Sister Lian and had no desire to eat anything.

However, just as Uncle Jiu finished speaking, the door that had just been closed was opened again:
"Hello, Master Lin. These are the water chestnuts my sister just made. She asked me to send some over for you to try."

Looking at the smiling little girl in front of him, Uncle Jiu slowly took the plate of water chestnuts from her hand:
"Well, okay, I see."

Watching Nianying skipping away again, Uncle Jiu looked at the plate of water chestnuts in front of him with nostalgia.

Faintly, it seemed as if I had returned to the days when we studied together, practiced together, and were childhood sweethearts with my junior sister.

Looking at Uncle Jiu who was eating this plate of water chestnuts with great affection, Song Feng shook his head and then poured a glass of water on the table:

"You're still sneaking around here. If you want to watch, just watch. Just consider it as a prerequisite for exorcising demons and monsters."

"It just so happens that I see an evil aura in this Marshal's Mansion. I think there must be a demon hiding there. What you are doing is not considered peeking!"

After hearing what Seventh Uncle said, Ninth Uncle, who had just been eating water chestnuts and reminiscing about his youthful days, was slightly stunned.

Then he just nodded slightly, and then he tapped the puddle with his index finger, flicking the drop of water on the tip of his finger into the puddle:
"A drop of water creates a shadow, now!"

As he finished speaking, two figures seemed to be vaguely emerging from the small puddle of water on the table.

(End of this chapter)