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Hearing Master Yixiu's words, Mao Xiaofang froze for a moment. The goal of the mission was to save Taoist Master Qianhe. Before he started to act, the goal appeared directly in front of him. starter

In other words, the mission locations are all not far from the time-space gate.

After clarifying, Mao Xiaofang almost understood.

"Brother Daoist Mao, let's go and have a look together." Master Yixiu looked at Mao Xiaofang and invited.

"Okay." Mao Xiaofang nodded.

Master Yixiu went out first, followed by Mao Xiaofang. The two came to the gate of the courtyard and heard Taoist Master Qianhe and Taoist Simu talking about transporting zombies.

"Brother, you are here too."

Daoist Qianhe, who was talking, saw Mao Xiaofang, and was slightly taken aback.

Before Mao Xiaofang opened his mouth, Taoist Master Simu took the lead and said: "Junior Brother Qianhe, he is not a senior brother, but a friend of mine, he just looks a bit like the senior brother."

Hearing this, Taoist Master Qianhe looked shocked, while Mao Xiaofang nodded with a smile: "Hello, my name is Mao Xiaofang, and I am also a practitioner of Taoism."

"It turned out to be Daoist Brother Mao, the poor Daoist Qianhe is polite," Taoist Master Qianhe said seriously.

At this time, Master Yixiu came out, greeted Priest Qianhe with a smile and said: "Principal Qianhe, Amitabha".

"Master Yixiu, long time no see." Daoist Qianhe returned a salute with a smile.

"Hey! Hey! Hey! What are you doing, what are you doing when you stop?"

Just at this moment, a shrill voice sounded from the last of Qianhe's team, and Lan Huafinger flicked the silk handkerchief, bossing her around.

"Wuguanshi, I'll borrow some glutinous rice from my senior brother."

Qianhe turned around and answered after hearing the words.

"Sticky rice?"

Hearing this, the man known as Wu Guanshi flicked the silk handkerchief. His weird attire was a bit scary, holding a handkerchief, lipstick, and eyebrows. He was obviously a big man, but he acted like a shemale.

"Wu Shilang, since this is the case, let's take a rest."

On the sedan chair next to Wu Guanshi, a little boy dressed as a former Qing little Baylor looked at Wu Guanshi and said.

"Okay, my brother 71."

Upon hearing the words, Wu Guanshi immediately showed a flattering slavish look, and responded repeatedly, while at the same time bossing others around.

"Didn't you hear that? Elder Brother 71 said to rest, everyone stopped to rest."

Mao Xiaofang, Master Yixiu, and Priest Simu took a look at Guanshi Wu, then Priest Simu looked at Priest Qianhe and said, "Junior brother, I'll get you glutinous rice."

"Thank you brother"

Priest Qianhe smiled slightly.

The four-eyed Taoist priest turned and walked towards the house, while Mao Xiaofang and Master Yixiu walked towards the coffin, and saw that the whole coffin was golden and wrapped with ink fountain nets, and the ink fountain nets were obviously stained with chicken and dog blood, and the rope was invaded. It was dyed black, and his expression suddenly changed slightly.

"The golden coffin with copper horns is wrapped with an ink fountain net. Could it be that there is something inside?"

Mao Xiaofang looked at Taoist Priest Qianhe.

"Yes, it's a zombie."

Priest Chizuru nodded.

"Then why not burn it?"

Mao Xiaofang asked again, Taoist Master Qianhe sighed when he heard the words, he really wanted to burn it, but he was entrusted by others, it was a matter of loyalty, he shook his head and said.

"This zombie is a royal family in the frontier and cannot be burned. I am entrusted with transporting the zombie to the capital to wait for the emperor to send it down."

After hearing Taoist Qianhe's words, Mao Xiaofang didn't say much anymore. He just thought about the mission, looked at the golden coffin again, and frowned slightly.

"Daoist Qianhe, why don't you tear down the tent, let him absorb a little sunlight and reduce the corpse gas."

Master Yixiu circled around the golden coffin, his eyes stopped on the tent above the golden coffin, and then he looked at Taoist Qianhe and said.

"That's right, thank you Master for your guidance"

Daoist Qianhe's eyes lit up, he looked gratefully at Master Yixiu, then turned his head and said to the four apprentices: "East, south, west, north, tear down the tent."

"Yes" the four apprentices replied.

The four disciples in the southeast and northwest walked towards the coffin to dismantle the tent, while Mao Xiaofang and Master Yixiu retreated to the side. Zombies are afraid of the sun and prefer damp places. If they can't kill the zombies, they can only expose them to the sun through a layer of wood to reduce the corpse's aura. .

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Seeing four people dismantling the tent in the southeast and northwest, Wu Guanshi Lanhua shook the silk handkerchief with her fingers, put her hands on her hips, and asked in a seductive voice: "What are you doing, why are you tearing down the tent?"

"Wu Guanshi, listen to me." Daoist Qianhe stepped forward to explain.

"In this case, let's tear it down."

After listening to Daoist Qianhe's words, Wu Guanshi's expression softened a lot, Lan Huazhi flicked the handkerchief, snorted, and went to serve his master again.

"It's demolished." Daoist Qianhe sighed and walked back to the golden coffin. If he hadn't accepted the commission, he didn't want to be angry. In principle, in this business, one must do well according to other people's requirements. This is Reputation, pay attention to a word of letter.

Seeing several people dismantling the tent, Mao Xiaofang squinted his eyes and looked at the golden coffin. He didn't know if it was an illusion. He felt that the corpse aura inside was rising little by little. It might be because of the daytime. The aura was very weak. However, it should be rising, or changing sharply.

After dismantling the tent, Taoist Simu came back with a small bag of glutinous rice, handed it to Taoist Qianhe, and said seriously: "I hope you don't need this bag of glutinous rice."

"Thank you, brother." Daoist Qianhe smiled slightly.

"Let's go, let's go, it's time to start, stop talking so much nonsense"

Wu Guanshi's coquettish and piercing voice came again, and Taoist Master Qianhe bid farewell to Taoist Priest Four Eyes, Mao Xiaofang, and Master Yixiu, and then waved to the team behind.

"Let's go!"

"Boom!"

The heavy bell and drum sounded again, and the long line left.

"Hope nothing goes wrong."

The Taoist priest with four eyes squinted his eyes and looked at the golden coffin. For some reason, that coffin always gave him an uneasy sense of crisis, something vaguely about to happen.

"Amitabha"

Master Yixiu put his hands together and said.