" Master, Uncle-Master, please have some tea…" Zhang Shaoyang carried the teapot and poured a cup of tea for Ninth Uncle and Taoist Priest Four-Eyed. Then, he stood behind Ninth Uncle respectfully.
"Sit. There are no outsiders. There's no need to mind those formalities…"
Seeing Zhang Shaoyang's actions, Ninth Uncle was even more satisfied with his new disciple.
"Do you have any suggestions on how to deal with Old Master Ren?”
After Zhang Shaoyang sat down, Ninth Uncle took a sip of tea and asked.
This disciple of his was quick-witted and quick-witted. Ninth Uncle naturally wanted to hear his views on Ren Weiyong and the expert from Corpse Cultivation Sect behind him.
"This disciple has just entered the Celestial Sect of Wonders. I don't know much about the various factions and rules in the cultivation world. How would I dare to make any suggestions…"
"It's just an immature view. It's wrong. Master, Martial Uncle, please don't take offense!”
Hearing this, Zhang Shaoyang stood up and bowed to Taoist Priest Four-Eyed and Ninth Uncle.
In the game world, the sects were the most respected, and the more ancient the sect was, the more they paid attention to rules.
There was an order between the elderly and the young, and etiquette could not be abandoned. Zhang Shaoyang would not be as disrespectful as the Chinese talent and Qiu Sheng in the movie.
" Neither servile nor overbearing, elegant and polite…Congratulations, Senior Brother, you have a successor…"
Seeing this, the envy in Daoist Priest Four-Eyed's eyes almost overflowed as he praised for the second time.
People were afraid of comparison. Compared to Zhang Shaoyang, Wencai and Jiale were simply useless.
" Just say it. Why are there so many empty rules..." Ninth Uncle glared at Zhang Shaoyang, pretending to be angry.
"Hehe…Master, then I'll be straightforward…"
"May I ask Master, how long have you been in Ren Town?”Zhang Shaoyang scratched his head with a silly smile. Then, his expression turned serious.
"Why are you asking this?"
" Time has passed. It has been more than twenty years…" Ninth Uncle was stunned when he heard this. A hint of reminiscence appeared on his face.
At that time, he was still a handsome young Taoist priest, and her Sister Lian was not married yet…
That was his lost youth.
"Twenty years? Old Master Ren seems to have died just twenty years ago…"
"Master, I dare to say that the Feng Shui Master is definitely not purely trying to refine a Silver-Armored Corpse King.”
Zhang Shaoyang didn't know that Ninth Uncle had fallen into reminiscence of the past. After hearing his words, a glimmer of light flashed across his eyes.
"Oh? Why don't you tell me?" Ninth Uncle and Daoist Priest Four-Eyed subconsciously looked at each other.
" Master had already arrived at the Ren Family Town twenty years ago. If the other party wanted to refine the corpse, he would definitely not allow Ren Fa to lift the coffin and move the grave twenty years later…"
"Because you're the town guardian Taoist priest of the Ren family town. Once the Ren family moves the grave, Old Master Ren will definitely come to you for help.”
"Master is an expert of Mao Mountain. With your cultivation, how could you not notice that Old Master Ren had already turned into a corpse?”
"Even I, a fledgling, can think of this. How can an expert of Corpse Cultivation Sect who has been immersed in evil techniques for many years not know?”
"In my opinion, the other party's actions are most likely to distract Master's attention in order to achieve some unspeakable goal.”
After voicing out his thoughts, Zhang Shaoyang sat back in his chair and did not say anything else.
At this moment, Daoist Priest Four-Eyed and Ninth Uncle's eyes were filled with shock.
They knew the inside story, which was why they were suspicious of the Fengshui Master's purpose. However, Zhang Shaoyang could only deduce this extent from a few superficial clues. How could Ninth Uncle not be surprised?
" Master, help! Help!"
Just as Four Eyes and Ninth Uncle were looking at Zhang Shaoyang in shock, a cry for help came from the morgue.
"Not good, something happened."
Ninth Uncle and Daoist Priest Four-Eyed's expressions changed. Just as they stood up, they saw a black shadow dash out.
When the two of them arrived at the morgue, Daoist Priest Four-Eyed and the other bosses were all lying on the ground with charred bodies, twitching non-stop.
"Aiyo, my boss…"
Daoist Priest Four-Eyed let out a miserable cry as he looked at the corpses of the 'shopkeepers' that were flickering with electric arcs. He hurriedly checked on the condition of the shopkeepers.
"What happened?"
Ninth Uncle looked at Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng and said angrily with a black face.
Qiu Sheng had zombie makeup on his face, and Wen Cai was still in shock. He did not need to think to know who had caused the trouble.
" It's not my fault. It's Qiu Sheng…" Wen Cai shrunk his neck and told him what had happened.
"Are you kidding me? How dare you make fun of my boss…"
"Martial Nephew Shao Yang, you're too harsh. The corpse qi has dispersed…"
After glaring at Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai, Daoist Priest Four-Eyed looked at Zhang Shaoyang with a bitter expression.
Although these bosses looked intact, the corpse aura in their bodies had long been dispersed by the domineering power of lightning.
In other words, his bosses had completely turned into corpses. They were completely dead.
"Cough cough…Martial Uncle Four-Eyed, I was afraid that my senior brothers would be injured, so I used a little more force…"
"I'm willing to compensate…"
Looking at the 200 Plot Points on his attribute panel, Zhang Shaoyang thought to himself," Thank you for the small gift from Old Tie Four-Eyed."
On the surface, he looked apologetic.
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