The drunk Four-Eyed Daoist was like a chatterbox, pulling on Ninth Uncle and Ye Tian to talk non-stop.
It was not about the old days of Mao Mountain, but about the strange gossip he encountered on the way to the corpse. However, the most talked about was his so-called unlucky neighbor, Master Yixiu!
Chant the bell until midnight, or admonish him to eat less meat. In short, these were all trivial matters, but to the Four-Eyed Daoist, it was as if the two of them had become enemies.
Ninth Uncle and Ye Tian could only shake their heads and smile bitterly, not saying anything.
Ninth Uncle didn't know much about Master Ikkyu, but Ye Tian had only seen a few movies in his previous life, so he knew a little about him.
Although the Four-Eyed Daoist and Master Ikkyuu usually quarreled over trivial matters, after quarreling for so many years, they had established a deep relationship and could be said to be good friends.
Thus, Ye Tian treated the Four-Eyed Daoist's cursing of Master Ikxiu as a joke.
Unknowingly, their conversation had already reached late at night. Ninth Uncle added a new pot of tea for everyone to get rid of the alcohol on everyone.
After all, they had been brothers for so many years and had not seen each other for a long time. It was normal for them to drink a few more glasses.
"Master, save me!"
"Master, save me!"
At this moment, Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai's cries for help came from not far away from the living room. When Ninth Uncle heard this, he instantly stood up and said loudly,"Not good, it's the sound from the morgue!”
The morgue was where the mortuary stored the ownerless corpses and visited the walking corpses brought by the Four-Eyed Taoist. If these corpses were not handled properly, it would cause a lot of trouble.
Seeing this, Ninth Uncle quickly rushed out of the door and ran towards the morgue.
"Morgue!"
The Four-Eyed Daoist was a little confused at first, but he instantly realized what had happened. The smell of alcohol wafted out of his body as he said in surprise,"Not good, my customers!"
The Four-Eyed Daoist's main business was to transport corpses back to their hometown. This time, transporting so many corpses was not a small business. If there was any mistake, not only would he have to pay double the compensation, but he would also ruin his reputation.
The Four-Eyed Daoist ran out of the house with Ninth Uncle and left the house while shouting.
"Haha!"
Ye Tian smiled, then stood up and strolled out the door.
He knew that what had happened in the morgue was just a small fight. It was all because Qiu Sheng had deliberately pretended to be a zombie to scare Wen Cai.
A group of low-level undeads jumping around was nothing to Uncle Nine and the Four-Eyed Daoist.
The sound of fighting could be heard, and by the time Ye Tian reached the morgue, Ninth Uncle and the Four-Eyed Daoist had already dealt with the running undeads.
Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai were so scared that they hid outside the door, not daring to go in.
"You two are really useless. It's just some undeads, and you're scared like this!”
Ye Tian couldn't help but reprimand them when he saw their panicked expressions. No wonder Ninth Uncle was so strict with them.
"Uncle-Master, I'm scared!"
"Martial Uncle, Qiusheng did this to scare me. It has nothing to do with me!”
"Alright, what are you two still wasting your time for? Hurry up and come in to help!”
Looking at these two useless disciples, Ninth Uncle became angrier and angrier.
Hearing this, the two of them did not dare to say anything more. They hurriedly walked into the house to help tidy up the scattered undeads.
"Senior Brother, let me help you!"
Ye Tian looked at the room full of undeads and joined the group.
"Oh my god, Senior Brother, you're using too much strength. My customers are about to fall apart!”
The Four-Eyed Daoist couldn't help but grumble as he looked at the undeads with their limbs twisted in a strange manner.
Uncle Nine glared at him and said unhappily,""What's wrong? Do you think I'm too heavy-handed? Then let Junior Martial Brother Ye do it!"
"What? Junior Martial Brother Ye? Forget it!"
The Four-Eyed Daoist glanced at Ye Tian and shook his head.""Fortunately, he didn't make a move. Otherwise, my customers would have been dismembered!”
As he spoke, the Four-Eyed Daoist couldn't help but complain,""I say, Junior Martial Brother Ye, how can you be so strong? Everyone eats the same food at Mao Mountain, but why are you like a cow?”
"My master gave me special treatment, can't he?”
Ye Tian shot the Four-Eyed Daoist a disdainful look.
"Heh, I knew it. Sixth Martial Uncle is the most biased. He leaves all the delicious food for you! Unlike my master, who is too harsh on me. I'm already so skinny!”
"Enough, you still dare to speak ill of Master behind his back. Be careful that I beat you up!”
"Don't, don't, Senior Brother, I'm just joking. We both have the same master, don't be like this, hehe!”
Just like that, a small farce came to an end in the bickering of several people. The Four-Eyed Taoist did not dare to stay any longer, afraid that something bad would happen to these undeads and he would not be able to explain to the other families.
Thus, Ninth Uncle and Ye Tian didn't try to persuade him to stay, sending him out of the mortuary.
At the end of the fifth watch, Huahua voted!
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