Searching for the best path, starting from Renjia Town

Chapter 93: Border Royal Zombies
"Remember what I told you before, be careful with your words and actions later."

Thirty miles east of the county seat, a luxurious manor stands surrounded by mountains and rivers. Standing at the gate, County Magistrate Liu once again reminded Li Kunshan.

"Please rest assured, County Magistrate."

Li Kunshan had a smile on his face and spoke in a calm tone.

An hour ago, Li Kunshan found out that the owner of this corpse-driving operation was not County Magistrate Liu, and he was just a middleman.

Looking at the huge manor in front of him, with layers of armed guards outside, Li Kunshan couldn't help but wonder what the identity of the owner this time was.

"Let's go."

County Magistrate Liu straightened his clothes, took a deep breath and walked towards the gate.

The guards at the door verified their identities, then sent four people to take County Magistrate Liu and Li Kunshan in.

Led by the guards, we passed through several corridors, passed three or four hanging flower gates, and finally arrived at a side hall.

Although it is called a side hall, it is more spacious than Li Kunshan’s three main rooms. It is brightly lit inside, not only with electric lights, but also with a record player playing opera.

In the middle, an old man in his sixties was half-lying on a chaise longue, with two little girls, about fourteen or fifteen years old, serving him, one massaging his legs and the other rubbing his shoulders.

The old man looked ordinary, wearing an ordinary silk gown, and looked like an ordinary wealthy man. But there was one thing: he still had a braid.

The Republic of China had been established for several years. Although Yuan Shikai had died, the Qing Dynasty was doomed to fail.

Most of those who still keep whips are old people who cannot recognize the reality.

"Your humble servant Liu Deshui greets General Braid."

Li Kunshan was laughing in his heart when County Magistrate Liu stepped forward and bowed deeply.

Braid handsome?

Li Kunshan was slightly stunned. The name sounded familiar.

"There's no need to be so formal, County Magistrate Liu."

The old man raised his hand, motioning for County Magistrate Liu to sit next to him. Then he raised his eyelids, looked at Li Kunshan twice, and snorted.

"So young."

"Don't underestimate him, General Bian. He's a true disciple of Mount Mao, known as the best in the world. He can even hold a celestial thunderbolt in his hand!"

County Magistrate Liu raised his buttocks slightly and quickly introduced himself.

After all, he was the one who brought the person here. If he has no ability, wouldn't it be said that he is incompetent?

"The best Maotai in the world? That's quite an boast."

Bian Shuai chuckled and asked Li Kunshan.

"Do you know Master Xuanyi?"

"Reporting to General Bian, I am the 36th generation disciple of Mount Mao, and Master Xuanyi is my master."

"Ah."

General Bian nodded slightly, it made sense, it seemed that he was indeed a disciple of Maoshan.

Then he sat up and spoke.

"I have a close friendship with Master Xuanyi. If Master Xuanyi were not so old and had long since retired from the secular world, there would be no need to ask anyone else for help on this matter."

"What General Braid said is absolutely right."

Li Kunshan had a smile on his face, but he sneered in his heart.

Knowing the master himself, what a boast!
If that's the case, why not ask the master to designate an uncle or aunt to come over? Is there any need for me to look for someone everywhere?

"Braid handsome."

As they were talking, a young man in military uniform came in, walked straight up to them and said with a smile.

"You asked me to find a master who could transport corpses, and I found one."

"Ok?"

Li Kunshan was stunned. Why find another one?

County Magistrate Liu next to him also frowned slightly, looking a little embarrassed.

"Haha, either there's no one here, or they're all gone together."

Bian Shuai smiled and pointed at Li Kunshan.

"This is the Taoist priest that Liu Deshui found. He is known as the best Taoist priest in Maoshan."

"Braid General is the best in the world."

"Oh, yes, the best Maotai in the world. Just listen to the title, it's so resounding."

"It's quite loud, but I'm afraid it's just a conch that's come ashore. It only makes noises, but there's nothing inside."

The young man looked at Li Kunshan and snorted again.

"What a coincidence! The master I invited is also from Maoshan."

"Really? Let him in."

Bian Shuai smiled and gave a direct order.

They all claim to be from Maoshan, so it’s a good opportunity to confront them face to face and verify their authenticity.

"Yes."

The young man responded and then turned to the door.

"Master, please come in!"

"The best thatched cottage in the world, I want to see who is so arrogant."

With a cold shout, a middle-aged Taoist priest wearing a yellow Taoist robe, carrying a peach wood sword on his back, and with a thick short mustache on his upper lip walked in.

Just as he was about to expose it, he was suddenly stunned the next moment.

"Kunshan!"

"Uncle Master."

Li Kunshan blinked his eyes and was also surprised. The person who came in was Taoist Qianhe.

"Oh, it seems both are true."

Seeing that the two knew each other, Bian Shuai couldn't help but smile.

Coming back to his senses, Li Kunshan hurriedly took two steps forward and saluted Taoist Qianhe.

"I've met my uncle."

"Good boy, you've improved a lot compared to before."

Several months have passed since we parted at Longhu Mountain. I didn’t expect to see Li Kunshan here again.

Taoist Qianhe valued this nephew very much. He patted Li Kunshan's shoulder with satisfaction and then spoke in a low voice.

"You kid, you've only been a disciple for a few days, yet you dare to call yourself the best in the world? Even your master doesn't dare to call you that."

"Hehe, isn't it easier to get along if you have a bigger reputation?"

Li Kunshan smiled and then turned to Bian Shuai.

"I didn't expect that General Bian would actually invite my Uncle Qianhe. Uncle Qianhe is very powerful in Taoism and is known to only play high-end games. Now that he's here, I'll naturally back off from this business."

"okay."

Bian Shuai nodded and looked at Taoist Qianhe.

"In that case, I'll trouble you with this matter, Taoist Priest."

"You are too polite, General Bian. Sending the deceased back home is a form of our practice."

Taoist Qianhe continued with a serious expression.

"Don't worry, General Bian, I will definitely send the body to the capital safely!"

"The capital?"

Only then did Li Kunshan realize that the destination was actually the capital.

After a moment of hesitation, he suddenly frowned.

"Oh, right, uncle."

Then, Li Kunshan said to Taoist Qianhe with a smile on his face.

"I have nothing to do recently, so you can take me out to play. I will be your assistant in this corpse-driving."

"That's exactly what I meant."

Taoist Qianhe smiled. As a senior uncle, how could he have the nerve to snatch business from his nephew? Then he whispered something to Li Kunshan.

"Ten gold bars, half each."

"so much!"

At first, Li Kunshan only knew that the reward was gold bars. He thought it would be just one, after all, one gold bar was valuable enough. He didn't expect it would be ten.

I have to say, this guy with braids is really generous.

Then he nodded repeatedly, with a look of secret delight on his face.

"Thank you for your care, uncle."

"I don't care how you do it, as long as you get it done."

The braided commander waved his hand and then gave instructions to the young man.

"You take them there next."

"Yes."

The young man responded and then turned to Taoist Qianhe and Li Kunshan.

"Leave early tomorrow morning and follow me to Yunnan."

"Yunnan?"

Li Kunshan looked surprised, but then nodded.

From Yunnan to Beijing, that's right.

"Master Li, from now on, you will follow Adjutant Zhang's instructions."

County Magistrate Liu came over and said something to Li Kunshan with a smile. Although the matter was ultimately handed over to Taoist Qianhe, Li Kunshan also participated as an assistant. On the side of General Bian, County Magistrate Liu was not without contribution.

After talking to Li Kunshan, County Magistrate Liu took his leave from General Bian and left.

Since they have to set off early tomorrow morning, Li Kunshan and Taoist Qianhe will stay at the manor tonight.

Late at night, Li Kunshan had already fallen asleep when a figure suddenly appeared beside the bed.

"Just as I said before."

Li Kunshan opened his eyes, paused slightly and then spoke again.

"My uncle, Taoist Qianhe, is here with us this time. He is very advanced in Taoism. To avoid being discovered by him, you should follow a few miles away."

"it is good."

The figure nodded obediently, then flew out of the window.

Li Kunshan closed his eyes and continued to sleep.

The next morning, as agreed last night, we set off for Yunnan!

Adjutant Zhang led the team, and in addition to Li Kunshan, Taoist Qianhe, Taoist Qianhe's three disciples, another team of soldiers accompanied them.

Time is running out, so everyone rides fast.

It took more than ten days to travel from Fujian to Yunnan, a distance of thousands of miles.

"We're almost at the border."

Looking at the plateau in the distance, Li Kunshan was thinking.

Although I don’t know the exact location, if I continue walking west, I should be outside the country.

Adjutant Zhang led everyone north and walked for nearly a day before finally arriving at a remote military camp.

"What a heavy corpse energy!"

In broad daylight, just standing outside, you could see the stench of corpses rising above the military camp.

Taoist Qianhe and Li Kunshan looked at each other. Just as they had guessed before, this trip was indeed not as simple as just driving corpses.

Entering the military camp, led by Adjutant Zhang, we had a smooth journey and came straight to the innermost part, a large tent heavily guarded by soldiers.

"come in."

Adjutant Zhang went in first and shouted outside after a moment.

Li Kunshan and Taoist Qianhe walked into the tent without hesitation.

As soon as I entered the door, I smelled a strong stench of corpse.

Around the big tent, there were magical instruments such as peach wood swords, bronze mirrors, soul-catching bells, and corpse-suppressing talismans pasted everywhere.

In the middle, a zombie wearing Qing Dynasty official uniform stands, his body tied up with red ropes soaked in rooster blood.

But even so, the zombie was still shaking slightly, obviously unable to completely subdue him.

"It's him."

Taoist Qianhe looked around and nodded.

The thick corpse smell above the military camp was emitted by this zombie.

"Dragon robe."

Li Kunshan looked at the official uniform on the zombie, and saw that it was not embroidered with ordinary beasts, but python patterns!

The dragon robe can only be worn by nobles, except those granted by the emperor.

"This is the body you are going to transport."

Adjutant Zhang spoke with a serious expression.

"You must send him to the capital safely!"

"Don't wait until the capital."

After reading it, Taoist Qianhe's expression became more serious. He thought that the level of this zombie was probably even higher than that of the hairy zombie.

If he had not been temporarily subdued, he might not have been able to win in a one-on-one situation.

After a slight pause, he spoke in a deep voice.

"I suggest burning it on the spot!"

"No!"

A feminine voice sounded, and a middle-aged man walked in, holding a handkerchief and akimbo, glaring at Taoist Qianhe.

"Do you know who this is? He's a royal! A descendant of the royal family. How to dispose of his body requires the Emperor's instructions. How can he just burn it?"

After the establishment of the Republic of China, the Qing Dynasty fell, but Puyi, the last emperor, continued to live in the Forbidden City. He continued to use the Xuantong calendar, maintained the Imperial Household Department, the Imperial Clan Court, and eunuchs, and all expenses were allocated by the Republic of China government, continuing to live the life of an emperor.

The Forbidden City is like a small imperial court, and is known as the Qing Dynasty's small imperial court.

So at the moment, there is indeed an emperor, and he is supported by many old and young people.

"No wonder."

Taoist Qianhe suddenly realized that the zombie was of royal blood, no wonder it was so ferocious.

Then she looked at the man in front of her, curious.

"I wonder who this is?"

"This is Minister Wu."

Adjutant Zhang introduced and continued.

"This time, Minister Wu will be transporting the corpse with you."

"I understand."

Taoist Qianhe nodded. As a member of the royal family, the body could not be disposed of at will. It seemed that it had to be transported.

Come to think of it, if that wasn't the case, how could they offer such a sky-high reward of ten gold bars?

In this case, Taoist Qianhe simply stopped talking and looked at the magic circle in the tent, confused again.

"Who set up this magic circle? Why didn't he just take the zombies away directly? Why did he come all the way to find us?"

"This was arranged by a master of the Fantasy Gate. Because the master has to go back to pay homage to his master, it cannot be transported."

Minister Wu explained, revealing a shy look.

"That master is truly heroic and extraordinary. If he wasn't busy, I wouldn't need you."

"Fantasy Gate?"

Li Kunshan looked at Taoist Qianhe with curiosity.

"Speaking of which, the Fantasy Sect is actually a branch of Maoshan."

Taoist Qianhe smiled and explained.

"Some of the Maoshan disciples from past generations, after leaving the mountain, could open their own sects after consulting their ancestor. The Fantasy Sect is one of them."

"No wonder."

Li Kunshan nodded. No wonder this formation looked like it had a Maoshan flavor. Then he asked another question.

"Uncle Master, what should we do next?"

"What else can I do? Transport corpses. Don't you want to make money?"

Taoist Qianhe made a joke and then turned serious.

"However, zombies are different from ordinary corpses, so they can't be transported in the same way!"

"If you need any help, just tell me."

Although Minister Wu looks a little effeminate, he is decisive in his work.

"it is good."

Taoist Qianhe nodded and spoke directly.

"I need a copper-horned golden coffin!"

"Golden coffin?"

Minister Wu opened his eyes wide and frowned again.

"How much gold is needed to build a coffin? Where can I get so much gold at this moment?"

"Minister Wu has misunderstood."

Taoist Qianhe smiled and explained.

"The coffin can be made of brass, but it must be plated with gold inside."

"It's just a layer of gold plating. That's easy. I'll have someone prepare it right away!"

Minister Wu put his hands on his waist, twisted his body and walked out of the tent.

While the copper-horned golden coffin was being made, Li Kunshan, Taoist Qianhe and others were temporarily waiting in the military camp.

In order to prevent any accidents, Taoist Qianhe simply rested next to the tent where the zombies were sealed.

"fortunately."

At night, lying in the tent, listening to the whistling wind outside, Li Kunshan breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately he came, it turned out to be the plot of Uncle Zombie!

The protagonist of this drama is actually Taoist Simu, and Taoist Qianhe is a supporting role who lost his life while transporting the royal zombies!

When Li Kunshan saw Taoist Qianhe appear at Bian Shuai Manor before, and thought about the strangeness of this corpse-driving incident, he couldn't help but feel suspicious.

It was not until now, when he saw the royal zombie and Minister Wu, that he was sure that this was the plot of Uncle Zombie.

Li Kunshan's special involvement was not just to protect the little yellow croaker, but also to save Taoist Qianhe's life!
"set off!"

Seven days later, the copper-horned golden coffin was completed, the royal zombie was put into it, the coffin was wrapped with an ink net, and a tent was set up to shelter from the wind and rain. The corpse transport team officially set off.

Taoist Master Qianhe led the Maoshan disciples to protect the Dharma, while Minister Wu commanded a group of soldiers to pull the cart. In addition, there was a child of six or seven years old, also of royal blood. Minister Wu called him "Little Prince" and he also accompanied him to the capital.

The staffing is the same as in the movie, except that the original Lu Ming has been replaced by Li Kunshan.

(End of this chapter)