I have mixed experience with Uncle Jiu

Chapter 45
"Boom!"

The sound of drumming came from the wilderness, and a group of people and horses were walking towards here on the horizon in the distance.

The huge movement naturally shook all the monks in the villa.

Master and Simu ran out of the house almost at the same time and looked outside. After all, the place where they were located belonged to the extremely remote suburb, and it was usually uninhabited.

Lin Sheng also ran out following the master, and saw two soldiers holding up flags to clear the way on the small road in the distance, while the one behind was Daoist Qianhe pulling the big golden coffin, and he had already arrived here.

So fast!
Lin Sheng didn't expect the old zombie of the royal family to arrive here so soon, so he couldn't help being a little surprised.

"Brother, I didn't expect to see you again so soon." Qianhe smiled and saluted his four eyes with his hands, and the disciples pulling the coffin behind him also stopped their movements at this time.

"Hello, Master Uncle Qianhe." Lin Sheng also rushed forward at this time, and saluted Qianhe beside Simu.

"Oh, it's Senior Nephew Lin Sheng. When you were in Renjia Town, you were too prestige. You beat that old armored corpse and ran away. Brother Simu is really blessed to have a disciple like you."

Qianhe was naturally very impressed with Lin Sheng's performance at that time, and his attitude towards Lin Sheng at this time was also very good.

"Hey, where is it?" Before Lin Sheng had time to say a word of humility, Simu had already picked up the conversation, as if all this was the result of his teaching.

"Oh? Priest Qianhe, Amitabha." The master next door also greeted him at this time, as if he had known Qianhe before, he saluted very respectfully.

"Master Yixiu, long time no see, long time no see!" Qianhe also returned a salute at the same time.

It seems that Daoist Qianhe should have come to Simu to play frequently, and he can basically guess a rough idea based on the familiarity between the master and Qianhe.

It's a pity that Uncle Qianhe will be miserable tonight.

"Hey, hey, the one in front, why did it stop?" Wu Shilang held the white handkerchief and saw that the front suddenly stopped, so he shouted from behind in confusion.

"Hey, that little brother from before." Suddenly Wu Shilang seemed to recognize Lin Sheng, waving a handkerchief and calling out to Lin Sheng.

It made him really embarrassed.

Behind Wu Shilang was Ren Tingting, who was dressed in white, and she was wearing a plain face and very simple clothes. Although she was a little less expensive and delicate than before, she was a little more delicate.

"Wu Shilang, let's take a break." said the 71 brother who was sitting on the sedan chair.

71 Elder Brother thought of the horror of the black old zombie he met that night, so he subconsciously paid attention to Taoist Master Qianhe who was chasing corpses in his head, and told Wu Shilang beside him.

"Okay, then let's take a break." Wu Shilang flattered the soldiers before and after him to rest.

When Lin Sheng wanted to have a few more words with Taoist Qianhe, suddenly the waiter Wu walked over, waving a white handkerchief and leading Ren Tingting.

"Hey, brother Lei Dian, you live here too."

Lin Sheng's face was touched by Wu Shilang's handkerchief that still exuded his body odor. One can imagine the feeling.The whole face is a capital "囧".

At this time, Ren Tingting, who was beside Wu Shilang, walked over with her braids in her hands and her head bowed gently.

"That day. Thank you."

The voice was as thin as a mosquito chirping. It seemed that Ren Tingting hadn't forgotten that Lin Sheng saved her from the vixen that night.

Lin Sheng looked at Ren Tingting, who was half a head shorter than him in front of him, with her head lowered, pinching the corner of her clothes nervously with her small hands as if waiting for Lin Sheng's reply.

Ren Tingting was considered a very beautiful beauty in that era, so Lin Sheng didn't think much about her at the beginning, but facing the current situation, for some reason, Lin Sheng became somewhat distracted.

"Snapped!"

A piercing pain.

Looking back, Qingqing had already followed and stepped on his left foot.

Take a closer look, it turns out that just now Qingqing went back to the room to help Qianhe get the glutinous rice and other things, and now she has brought them over. Seeing Lin Sheng's distracted look, it is naturally due to the mentality of the youngest daughter, who is angry Lin Sheng stomped on Lin Sheng, and then Ren Tingting ran to Qianhe's side at a glance.

Lin Sheng grinned his teeth in pain, and hurriedly waved his hands and said, "It's not in the way, it's not in the way. It's just a matter of raising your hands, it's just a matter of raising your hands."

"Junior brother, you have to be careful on the road with that old zombie you escorted." Simu walked to the side of the golden coffin with some worries. Zombies on the lower level have a lot more fear.

"Don't worry, senior brother, this copper-horned and golden coffin is covered with an ink fountain net. It's not so easy to figure out what's inside."

"No matter how much this kind of thing is suppressed, it will come out of the coffin one day. It is better to burn it on the spot before it is dead, so as to avoid future troubles." Si Mu said.

"Ugh!"

Qianhe sighed and said again: "This zombie has an unusual identity. It is a royal family from the frontier. The purpose of this transportation is to go to Beijing as soon as possible, and then follow the emperor's instructions."

Four Eyes nodded and did not continue. He naturally knew the importance of identity in this world. Although they Taoist priests were catching ghosts and zombies, they were powerless to do anything about it.

Just as Lin Jiu never burned Ren Weiyong.

"Daoist Qianhe, why don't you remove the roof so that he can absorb more sunlight and reduce the corpse gas?" Yixiu came from behind at this time and suggested to Qianhe.

"That's right, thank you Master for your guidance. You guys came here and removed the roof." Qianhe said as he waved his hand and directed his three disciples to remove the roof.

At this time, Nawu Shilang, who was still pestering Lin Sheng, couldn't sit still, hurriedly stepped forward, waving a handkerchief, and asked Taoist Qianhe what right he had to tear down the tent on the coffin.

Lin Sheng was also attracted by Wu Shilang's reaction at this time, and only then did he realize that Taoist Master Qianhe was already planning to tear down the tent.

This is amazing!
As soon as the tent was dismantled, it rained heavily at night, and Qianhe Laodao was about to finish playing.

Lin Sheng hurriedly followed Wu Shilang and ran over.

After Taoist Qianhe and Wu Shilang explained clearly, Lin Sheng rushed over to Taoist Qianhe in a hurry and said, "Uncle Qianhe, tearing down the big tent during the day can reduce the corpse aura."

"We must reinstall the tent at night. If the heavy rain pours down at night and the ink fountain line is washed away by the heavy rain, it will be over."

hiss!
Qianhe suddenly gasped, he hadn't thought of this level just now, and now he thought of it after hearing his little nephew's reminder, and hurriedly thanked Lin Sheng.

At this time, Nawu Shilang also began to urge other people to hurry, Qianhe made a farewell ceremony to Master Lin Shengsimu and others, and then left.

"I hope Uncle Qianhe is safe tonight." Lin Sheng muttered in a low voice, looking at Qianhe's back as he walked away.

(End of this chapter)