Even so, there was still a lot of rain falling on the coffin, washing away some of the ink thread on the coffin. A small tent could not withstand the attack of the storm.
Taoist Master Thousand Crane was a little uneasy. Fortunately, the tent was ready.
"Steward Wu, let the longevity materials enter first.”
Worried that all the ink thread would be washed away, Taoist Master Qian He went forward to discuss with Steward Wu, who was a eunuch.
"Why?"
Steward Wu, who had a somewhat sissy style, looked at Taoist Master Qian He unhappily. He even swung a scarf in his hand, causing Taoist Master Qian He to subconsciously take two steps back. He explained,
"The ink thread has melted a little. After a long time, I'm afraid..."
"No! Wait a moment! Not now!"
Steward Wu snorted lightly. He did not care about the ink thread. He only wanted his master to rest in the tent as soon as possible.
As for the person in the coffin, although he was also a member of the royal family, he was already dead.
A dead man was not worth his time.
This damn eunuch!
Taoist Master Thousand Crane cursed in his heart, wishing he could stab him to death.
Unfortunately, he couldn't. He could only endure it and watch Steward Wu fawn over him as he sent the little brother into the tent.
" Push the coffin into the tent!"
Taoist Master Thousand Crane commanded the soldiers and his disciples to help.
It was raining heavily, and the weeds on the ground were violently pulled out, causing the ground to be filled with mud. It was slippery when people walked, and it was very difficult to push the heavy coffin.
" Push harder!!!"
The others were pushing the carriage with all their might. Taoist Master Thousand Crane stared at the coffin, afraid that something might happen.
After taking on this job, he was exhausted. Even if the reward was not bad, the toiling back and forth was also unbearable.
Now that he had survived, it was useless to regret.
Looking at the rain that gradually stopped, Taoist Master Thousand Crane could only secretly calculate in his heart: He could make up some ink thread later. Unfortunately, he didn't have much ink left. If he had known earlier, he would have borrowed some from his senior brother.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, a bolt of lightning struck down. Taoist Master Qian He and his disciples subconsciously jumped away, but the soldiers were a step too late. The lightning struck the coffin, turning the soldiers into charred corpses that fell to the ground with a charred smell.
"What's the matter? What's the matter? It's so noisy!!”
Steward Wu, who was in the tent, pulled open the curtain in dissatisfaction and looked over. He happened to see the coffin lid being pushed open by two hands covered in sharp nails.
"Aiyo, you scared me to death."
Steward Wu was so frightened that he ran back into the tent. The few guards also looked as if they were facing a great enemy. Taoist Master Qian He even had the heart to curse.
He jumped onto the coffin and pressed the lid back. He shouted,"Bring me the rope!"
The zombie, who was originally lying in the coffin, easily pushed the lid up because it was struck by lightning, ignoring the net and ink thread on the coffin.
A golden coffin could crush a person to death with just a lid. One could imagine how heavy it was. Even zombies would find it difficult to move it. But now, the most terrifying thing had happened.
" Master, catch!!!"
A rope as thick as an arm was tied to the coffin. Taoist Master Thousand Crane secretly used the Thousand Pound Drop spell, but a powerful force came from the coffin and flipped him over.
The coffin lid flew far away and smashed heavily into the ground, creating a huge pit.
Oh no!
The ink thread and the ink net were unable to control the zombie, and it had escaped. This was trouble.
"Corpse-binding Rope!"
Taoist Master Thousand Crane shouted and his four disciples threw out two ropes to tie the zombie from four directions.
When the rope touched the zombie, it lit up. The bell on the rope kept ringing, causing the zombie's consciousness to be confused and its head to turn around.
Taoist Master Qian He bit his finger and smeared the blood on the peach wood sword. He jumped up and stabbed the peach wood sword at the zombie's heart. The peach wood sword, which had been smeared with blood essence, successfully pierced through the zombie's heart.
However, what shocked Taoist Master Thousand Crane was that although his heart was pierced and his blood essence was still on the peach wood sword, the zombie was almost unharmed.
"Not good, it has become a spirit, a Bronze-Armored Corpse!!!”
His luck was not ordinary. An ordinary zombie had actually turned into a bronze-armored zombie because of lightning striking the golden coffin!!!
"Ah!"
The zombie was injured and roared. It grabbed the corpse binding rope with its two arms and threw it hard, sending the four people flying. They crashed into the tree trunk and fell to the ground without moving.
Taoist Master Qian He, who was very close, could even hear the sound of his disciple's bones breaking.
"Grand Supreme Elder is in a hurry!”
Taoist Master Thousand Crane's eyes were red as he took out the golden sword and talisman paper from his pocket.
"Clang!"
What made Taoist Master Thousand Crane feel despair was that the golden sword that had always been successful was blocked by the zombie's arm, and the golden sword directly collapsed.
It's still a minimum of five chapters ~ It's just that the chapters that are owed will be made up on the same day, and it won't reduce the minimum. At present, Fuwa owes everyone six chapters ~ The more you owe, the more you drop ~
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