Looking at Zhang Wenjie who was in a daze, he thought to himself that he was a little tired from not bringing Jiale out this time. He didn't expect to meet his martial nephew. This is great!
His eyes were wide open as he held his waist and swayed left and right.
"Since you've met him, as your martial uncle, I can't rest assured that you'll be training alone!”
"How about this? For the time being, follow Martial Uncle. I'll bring you to train, starting with corpse herding!”
Zhang Wenjie?
Without waiting for Zhang Wenjie to regain his senses, Four-Eye stuffed the bell in his hand into Zhang Wenjie's hand. He turned around and was about to pass the lamp on the undeads to Zhang Wenjie…
"Uncle-Master, your hand is quite good!”
After saying that, Zhang Wenjie pretended to take out a Flask Heaven Talisman from his pocket and took out a paper figurine and paper sedan.
He took the lamp and hung it in front of the sedan chair. He sat behind the sedan chair and ordered the paper figurine to get up. He sat in the sedan chair and shook the bell from time to time.
Four Eyes, who had originally jumped onto the undeads as a sedan chair, was stunned when he saw Zhang Wenjie's move!
He quickly jumped down and jogged to Zhang Wenjie's side. He reached out and patted the black paper figurine before pulling open the curtain of the palanquin.
"Martial Nephew, I didn't treat you badly. Can you tell me where you got this thing?”
He stared at Zhang Wenjie's chest and drooled. Of course, he wasn't a pervert. Instead, he was drooling at the triangular talisman hanging on Zhang Wenjie's chest.
"What do you mean where?"
"Aiyo, Martial Nephew, where did you get these paper figurines from? Is it from this talisman…"
Although he didn't snatch it, his wretched expression betrayed his eyes.
"This?"
Zhang Wenjie took out the talisman and waved it.
"I drew it!"
"Good Martial Nephew, I am your Martial Uncle. Can you help me draw one of these? I will pay for the materials! Uncle-Master is very generous. He will definitely not treat you unfairly!”
At first, he did not think of the Flask Heaven Talisman, but the more he looked at it, the more he felt that it was the lost Flask Heaven Talisman of Mao Mountain.
That was a home trip, murder and robbery…
Cough cough…corpse chasing…corpse chasing…
Zhang Wenjie was so flamboyant because he knew that Si Mu had a big mouth and could not hide any secrets.
Relying on him, the fact that Zhang Wenjie could draw the Flask Heaven Talisman would definitely be known by his master's circle.
Firstly, it could reduce unnecessary follow-up trouble. Secondly, Martial Uncle Four-Eyed was the richest man in Mao Mountain!!
If he didn't blow up a box of large yellow croakers, Zhang Wenjie's name would be written in reverse!
He reluctantly returned the talisman to Zhang Wenjie. The desire in his eyes broke through the sky as he stared straight at Zhang Wenjie!
"You're my martial uncle, so there definitely won't be a problem. However…"
Hey, Little Rascal, don't worry, your Uncle-Master is very rich!”
The Flask Heaven Talisman was only successful because of the system's ability. However, there would be a second time. Zhang Wenjie did not mind using the resources of the Four Eyes to train himself.
After getting the answer he wanted, Four-Eye laughed and jumped onto the Zombie's arm.
The paper man carried the sedan chair, followed by the zombies. Coupled with the pitch-black night, the Yang people did not avoid it. Who would not be scared to death or half-dead if they saw it?
Zhang Wenjie followed Four-Eye along an irregular route. He went out during the day and went out at night. After three days, they arrived at a valley garden with birds chirping and flowers blooming. This was Four-Eye's home.
However, there were only two thatched cottages in such a huge place, which seemed very absurd!
After Si Mu finished cleaning up the customers, he couldn't wait to run to Zhang Wenjie and raise his hand to introduce them.
"Uncle-Master's place is not bad, right? It's better than your master's Morality Breaking Manor!”
" Strong, not just strong!"
Zhang Wenjie nodded in agreement. To be able to casually find a chest of gold, compared to the master of Koukou Soso, the four-eyed man was definitely not as strong!
"Wenjie, did senior brother bring you to the ancestral altar of Mao Mountain to be registered?”
"Uncle-Master is really remarkable. He even knows from so far away!”
"Needless to say, your martial uncle is very knowledgeable. I'll introduce you to your junior brother, Jiale!”
Zhang Wenjie was a little surprised by why Uncle Four-Eyed asked this question. He then thought of the reason. Zhang Wenjie had become a member, while Four-Eyed's disciple was just an experience player. They were not on the same level at all.
creak
Four Eyes said as he pushed open the closed wooden door, but after pushing twice, he realized that it was locked from the inside!
The door was locked inside, so there was naturally someone in the room. However, there was no sign of his disciple despite the commotion. He slammed the wooden door impatiently and shouted.
"Jiale! Jiale! What are you doing, you bastard? Didn't you hear that Master is back?”
"Jiale!"
He did not receive a response even after shouting continuously. Then, Zhang Wenjie saw the violent side of Martial Uncle Four-Eyed!
Boom!
Martial Uncle Four-Eyed punched through the wooden door with both fists, then used both hands to lock the door and open it. Then, he violently pushed open the wooden door.
In an instant, the entire house shook, and scattered dust fell.
As expected of the richest man in Mao Mountain, he treated money like dirt!
Hurriedly, he turned around and walked into the side room, only to see his disciple, Jia Le, lying on the bed and sleeping soundly.
The room was still filled with the smell of alcohol. He was instantly furious.
Especially in front of his martial nephew, if his senior brother knew about this, wouldn't he be laughing at himself?
"Bastard, I told you to watch the house, but you're slacking off and even drinking!”
He took out a bell and shook it, and the dozen undeads that were placed outside jumped into the room.
Four Eyes went out of the room and came back with a pile of bamboo sticks from somewhere. He stuffed the wooden stick into the hands of the undeads.
Compared to Zhang Wenjie, his disciple seemed even more useless. This time, Si Mu was determined to teach Jiale a lesson.
The bell rang.
The undeads surrounded the bed.
The Corpse Controlling Talisman moved, and more than ten undeads raised their arms that were holding bamboo sticks.
Seeing that the spell was completed and Jiale, who was lying on the bed, opened his eyes, Zhang Wenjie did not have the slightest intention of reminding him.
"Pa!"
" Pa! Pa!"
"Ah! Master, stop fighting! It hurts!"
Keller, who had been intoxicated by the alcohol, woke up instantly when he saw the undeads waving the bamboo sticks. He opened his mouth and cried out in pain.
He wanted to dodge, but his body was paralyzed by alcohol. He could only cry and beg for forgiveness from his master!
When the fight was almost over, Four-Eyed waved the bell to signal the undeads to stop. He stepped forward and kicked Kale who was curled up in anger.
"Get up, why are you pretending to be dead? Doesn't Master know how strong you are?”
After being seen through by his master, Jiale could only stand up with his body propped up. However, his body was paralyzed by the alcohol!
"Stand properly! Let me introduce you. This is your senior brother, Zhang Wenjie!”
"Ah! Master, you lied to me. Didn't you say that I was your only disciple?”
Jiale looked at the handsome Zhang Wenjie and greeted him in embarrassment!
"He is the disciple of your Martial Uncle Lin Fengjiao. Although he entered the sect later than you, he has already entered the Mao Mountain Book of Records and is an official disciple!”
Speaking up to this point, there was only envy in his eyes.
Originally, Jiale had thought that if he wanted to be a senior brother, then so be it. So what if his seniority was lower? At the very least, in the future, he would have half of his senior brother's hard work and a share of his senior brother's beating.
"What are you thinking about? You're my inner disciple and you're so obedient. It's enough that I have you!”
Patting Jiale's shoulder, he pinched the fat on his face and showed his master's love!
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