"Yin people go on, Yang people make way!"
Ring ring ring…
After Lin Tao and Ninth Uncle dealt with the Banana Tree Spirit, they had just returned to the mortuary when a deep voice sounded from outside.
When Hao and Zheng heard this voice, their faces were filled with excitement. They lay on their beds and shouted,
"Master…Martial Uncle is here!"
"Yes, this is Martial Uncle's voice.”
"Humph!"
Ninth Uncle snorted coldly. He held the teacup and took a sip. His body did not stand up from the chair. Instead, he looked at Lin Tao and said with a smile,
"Lin Tao, how do you think I usually treat you?”
"It's pretty good!"
"Then…"
Before Ninth Uncle could finish speaking, Lin Tao raised his tender little hand and said with an old air,"Ninth Uncle, I really didn't use a Dao technique. That's a zombie secret technique in my bloodline.”
When Lin Tao said this, his face did not turn red, and he was not panting.
On the way back, Ninth Uncle kept asking him why he knew how to use Daoist spells.
Also, what kind of Dao technique was this God and Ghost Seven Kill Token?
In order to avoid trouble, Lin Tao insisted that this was not a Daoist technique!
Ninth Uncle said firmly,""Impossible…This is clearly a Daoist spell!”
" That's definitely not a Daoist technique. Senior Brother, your eyes must be blurry from old age…Haha…"
As soon as he finished speaking, a bright and teasing voice came from outside.
Then, the door was pushed open, and a middle-aged man wearing a Taoist robe and white eye sockets slowly walked in. He had a wretched expression on his face.
This was Ninth Uncle's junior brother, the Four-Eyed Daoist.
The Four-Eyed Daoist had liked to go against Ninth Uncle since he was young, but the deep relationship between the two of them was not to be questioned!
When he heard his senior brother's voice outside, he had no idea what was going on inside, so he went against his senior brother.
When Lin Tao saw the Four-Eyed Daoist, he held a red lantern-shaped jade box in both hands.
There was a flame in the box. The wind blew gently and it swayed with the wind, as if it was about to be extinguished.
Lin Tao immediately knew that the fire was the guiding light, and the box was blown out by the wind in order to prevent the zombies from jumping around.
There was a string of bells on the outside of the box. The bells were magic tools used by Taoist priests.
One was to warn living people to avoid it, and the other was to warn wandering ghosts.
Most importantly, the Four-Eyed Daoist could easily control the zombies when he was chasing them.
"Aiyaya…Senior Brother…I'm exhausted!”
The Four-Eyed Daoist put down the jade box in his hand and sat down on a chair. He picked up the teapot on the table and gulped it down.
After drinking it, he wiped his mouth with his dusty sleeve.
When Lin Tao saw this scene, the corners of his mouth twitched.
F * ck, he really didn't care about trifles!
Then, he heard the Four-Eyed Daoist grumbling.
When he was chasing away this batch of zombies, he did not expect to encounter the Heavenly Dog devouring the moon.
Countless demons and ghosts rushed towards the corpse behind him. If it wasn't for his high cultivation level, he would have been buried in the suburbs.
"Right!"
Suddenly, the Four-Eyed Daoist thought of something and said with a serious expression,""Senior Brother, there's a thousand-year-old zombie king nearby. You'd better be careful!”
"What is it? Thousand Year Zombie King?"
When Ninth Uncle heard this, he couldn't help but glance at Lin Tao. Seeing that he was expressionless, he asked the Four-Eyed Daoist what was going on.
It turned out that when the Four-Eyed Daoist was dealing with the ghosts, he heard an angry roar.
This voice was like thunder, almost shattering the magic power in his body.
After saying that, he coughed loudly.
When Lin Tao heard about the Thousand Year Zombie King, he couldn't help but lick his lips as if he had seen something delicious.
A thousand-year-old…and a Zombie King. This Corpse Core was good stuff!
If Ninth Uncle and the Four-Eyed Daoist knew what he was thinking, they would definitely be ashamed.
Furthermore, when Lin Tao heard the Four-Eyed Daoist coughing, he gave him a disdainful look.
This grandson…was really good at pretending!
Others might not know the background of the Four-Eyed Daoist, but Lin Tao knew it very well.
The Four-Eyed Daoist paled in comparison to Ninth Uncle in terms of Dao techniques.
However, the divine technique that he cultivated was already at the peak of perfection!
The Divine Strike was a strange technique that was neither Dao nor witchcraft. If one cultivated it to a small level, they could possess divine power with just a raise of their hands. Their bodies would be impervious to blades and spears, and they would be immune to all evils. Their arms would be extremely strong. (Uncle Zombie invited the founder to possess him, referring to the Four-Eyed Taoist and the God of War.)）
If he reached the realm of the Four-Eyed Daoist, he could casually ask the gods to possess him and borrow their vast divine power to kill demons and subdue devils.
However, it also had its drawbacks. It needed to set up a spiritual altar and a god statue.
Therefore, the Four-Eyed Daoist often carried the statues of Guan Yu and Erlang Immortal Master on his back when he drove the corpses.
This bastard, he doesn't even use his brain when he lies!
If the Thousand-Year Zombie King could injure him with a single blow, how could those Dao Sages with low cultivation survive?
"Humph!"
How could Ninth Uncle not know about the Four-Eyed Daoist's temper? He snorted coldly." If you have something to say, say it quickly!”
"Hehe…"
Seeing that his scheme had been seen through, the Four-Eyed Daoist chuckled awkwardly." Senior Brother, I want to borrow your disciple, Hao, for a few days. I'm really tired from the journey. Let him help me!”
"That's impossible!" Ninth Uncle refused.
Then, he pointed at Lin Tao, who had an evil smile on his face, and said to the Four-Eyed Daoist,""Hao is already in bed, Lin Tao can help you!”
"Senior Brother, are you joking?"
The Four-Eyed Daoist's eyes were as wide as gongs. He slammed the table heavily and stood up."What can this brat do?”
As Lin Tao had changed out of his zombie costume after he returned, the Four-Eyed Daoist did not recognize him as the little zombie.
In the eyes of the Four-Eyed Daoist, Lin Tao was just a child. How could he chase corpses with him?
Forget about helping him, as long as he didn't cause trouble for him, he would thank the heavens.
Ninth Uncle seemed to have known that the Four-Eyed Daoist would have such an expression. He smiled faintly and said,
"You can let Lin Tao punch you. If you don't move, I'll help you get rid of the corpse!”
"Haha…Senior Brother, is your brain fried?”The Four-Eyed Daoist laughed loudly.
Even a powerful zombie couldn't push him away, let alone a child.
"Cut the crap, just tell me if you dare!”
"What's there to be afraid of? I'm just afraid that you'll cry if you lose." The Four-Eyed Daoist raised his head and said to Lin Tao,""Punch me as hard as you can.”
He emphasized the word 'suck', and a mocking expression appeared on his face.
"Remember, hit me!"
As he spoke, he puffed out his chest, looking as if he was going to hit them.
"Punch you?" Lin Tao blinked.
"Yeah, I want to see how strong you are…Haha, so punch me!”
At this moment, the Four-Eyed Daoist's already wretched face appeared even more despicable!
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