"Martial Nephew, in front of you is your Martial Uncle's family.”
Daoist Priest Four-Eyed shook the bell as he walked in front of Mao Li.
Actually, Daoist Priest Four Eyes had only accepted Jiale as his disciple by chance.
He had only taken Jiale as his disciple for a few years, and because Jiale's Taoist skills were on par with his literary talent, Daoist Priest Four Eyes had never brought Jiale out before.
Although Jiale and Wencai were on par with each other in terms of Tao power, he could easily control the undeads.
"Huo! Uncle-Master, your house is really remote.”
Mao Li looked over and smacked his lips.
Deep in the old forest, if there was no guide, most people would never find this place.
"There's no other way. Your master's memorial hall can still be opened outside the town, but I'll have to find an even more remote place for this corpse herding place. Otherwise, it would scare people, and they were afraid that they would sneak in and joke about the corpse when you weren't paying attention, which would cause a disaster.”
Daoist Priest Four-Eye shook his head and sighed. If possible, Daoist Priest Four-Eye also wished that he could live in a crowded place and go out for a walk when he had nothing to do.
However, the fear of undeads was not something that ordinary people could accept.
"Understood. Martial Uncle, I see that there's a house next to yours. Can you live here?”
Seeing that there was another wooden house of the same size beside Daoist Priest Four-Eyed's wooden house, Mao Li thought of Master Ikxiu, so he pretended not to know.
"It belonged to an annoying old monk. If I stayed here for a long time and it was difficult to find a good place like this, I would have moved away long ago. You don't know how annoying this monk is. I chased corpses home all night. As soon as I fell asleep, he started chanting scriptures.”
Speaking of this, Daoist Priest Four-Eyed poured out all his grievances. However, despite this, the two of them had long developed a kind of old brotherhood after so many years. Even if they quarreled when they met, they would even fight like old children.
Mao Li knew that with their unyielding and unwilling to lower their heads, even if they were to enjoy their old age together, they would still bicker every day.
"How about this, Martial Uncle? I know a good place not far from here. The scenery is also very beautiful. Why don't you move there?”
Mao Li suppressed his smile and said to Daoist Priest Four-Eyed seriously.
Although Mao Li knew that Master Ikyu's chanting every morning and night had indeed disturbed Daoist Priest Four-Eyed's rest, he now wanted to test Daoist Priest Four-Eyed's reaction.
As expected, Daoist Priest Four-Eyed was stunned when he heard Mao Li's words.
After a long while, he laughed and said," I've lived here for so many years. Martial Uncle is old and it's inconvenient for him to move around. I won't do it. I don't think this old monk can recite scriptures for a few years." I'll go and call your junior brother."
Taoist Priest Four-Eyed changed the topic, stopped the undeads, and walked towards the house.
"Jiale, Jiale, open the door. Your master is back.”
After knocking on the door for a long time, there was no response. Daoist Priest Four-Eyed directly poked two big holes in the white paper on the door and opened it from the inside.
When she walked into the house, she saw Jiale sleeping comfortably on the rocking chair.
"I asked you to guard the door, but you really gave me a dream.”
Daoist Priest Four-Eyed looked at Jiale, who was sleeping soundly, and suddenly had a bad idea.
After taking another look at Jiale to make sure that he was still asleep, Daoist Priest Four-Eyed quietly walked out and closed the door.
He came to the undeads and gave each of them a stick to help them hold it, then each of them took a talisman and chanted. "Corpses, listen up. If you hear me, beat me up.”
Then, he took a round wooden board and a basin and put them on his head to test their power.
Mao Li, who was watching from the side, was enjoying himself. He would occasionally look into the room and see that Jiale was secretly watching from the spot where Daoist Priest Four-Eyed had broken the paper window.
Sure enough, the four-eyed Taoist priest led the undeads in with their heads held high, just like how Ah Wei led his lackeys to find trouble in Happy Red Court and refused to pay.
Not long after he entered, he heard Daoist Priest Four-Eyed's wailing body and the sound of clubs hitting his body.
Mao Li secretly praised the feeling of being an Earthly Master. Although undeads were the weakest kind of zombies, their strength was not small at all. Their strength was the greatest they could exert.
To be able to scream so loudly under the walking corpses 'sticks, it was obvious how tough Taoist Master Four-Eyed's body was.
After a while, Jiale took the bell, singing and dancing happily as he led the undeads away.
Daoist Priest Four-Eyed, on the other hand, supported his bruised face as he followed. It seemed that he did not want to give up on the idea of revenge.
This pair of master and disciple not only reminded Mao Li of his master and junior brother Wen Cai, but they were also very similar!
Mao Li sighed. As expected of the four-eyed martial uncle who followed behind his master. He even taught his disciples like his master.
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