"The novice period is over. In addition, Old Master Ren and Mr. Yin Yang, who is behind him, have been killed. The plot of Mr. Zombie is over.
Sigh, I didn't expect that with my participation, the Old Master Ren, who was originally beaten to death by Ninth Uncle, would be killed so easily.
Looks like I'm quite powerful!"
Ling Yu stroked his chin narcissistically.
"I haven't slept all night. Go to sleep first!”
Glancing at the time, the sun had already risen outside. Ling Yu immediately went to bed to sleep.
Although he was strong enough to not sleep for a month, he was not an ascetic monk. Why did he have to torture himself?
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"Martial Uncle, Master is in trouble. Wencai has turned into a zombie!”
When night fell again, a terrified scream spread throughout the entire mortuary.
"Hmm? Become a zombie? Could it be because Qiu Sheng bought sticky rice? No way. Now that the zombies have been killed, the people in the town shouldn't have bought all the glutinous rice, right? How did Qiusheng buy the sticky rice?"
Hearing this voice, Ling Yu also got up from his bed.
Puzzled, he walked out.
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"Qiusheng, hold him down!"
At this moment, Ninth Uncle had already pressed Wen Cai, who had turned into a corpse, to the ground.
"Yes, Master!"
Qiu Sheng hurriedly came up to replace Ninth Uncle.
"Roar!"
Wen Cai, who had just turned into a corpse, was no match for Qiu Sheng. He directly lay on the ground and became furious.
"What's going on? How did this kid turn into a corpse?"
Ling Yu walked out and stretched as he asked curiously.
"This brat, he refused to jump when I asked him to. He fell asleep after I left!”
Ninth Uncle was so angry that he gritted his teeth!
"That's right, that's right. I went to the neighboring town to buy glutinous rice for him in vain!”
Qiu Sheng nodded repeatedly.
"Hmm? Didn't you buy the glutinous rice from Old Wu's house?”
However, after hearing Qiu Sheng's words, Ninth Uncle was stunned.
The Old Wu family he mentioned was the designated supplier of glutinous rice that he had signed.
As a cultivator, almost every one of them would have a designated supplier of glutinous rice.
After all, the price difference between sticky rice and glutinous rice was twice as big. Many rice merchants liked to mix some sticky rice into their rice.
If he encountered zombies, the sticky rice would be completely useless.
She did not expect Qiusheng to not buy glutinous rice from Old Wu's house.
"Old Wu's family's glutinous rice has long been sold out. I don't know who spread the news of zombies in Ren Town, but when I arrived, there was no glutinous rice in the entire Ren Town!”
Qiu Sheng said helplessly.
Ninth Uncle hurriedly went into the house and took out a handful of glutinous rice to look at it carefully.
"There really is sticky rice!"
When Ninth Uncle heard this, he was instantly furious. These profiteers!
One had to know that although Wen Cai was lazy, he was still lying on the glutinous rice to be lazy. This way, the corpse qi would dissipate a little slower, and the probability of corpse transformation was very low.
He didn't expect it to be because of the sticky rice inside.
"Forget it, forget it. Let me do it!”
When Ling Yu saw this scene, he knew that if he didn't make a move, this literary talent would die.
"That's great. I knew it!”
Qiu Sheng laughed when he heard that.
"Brat, what do you mean? If you didn't buy the wrong text, would you have turned into a corpse?”
Ninth Uncle was so angry that he cursed.
"Cough cough, blame me, blame me, okay?”
Qiu Sheng was speechless. This was obviously caused by those unscrupulous merchants. When he had time, he would definitely tear down that old fellow's rice shop.
Meanwhile, Ling Yu walked over and prepared to summon the King of Hell.
"Eh, it doesn't seem like I have to summon the King of Hell!”
Suddenly, he remembered something.
"Qiusheng, move aside!"
Ling Yu said directly.
"Alright, Uncle-Master!"
Without hesitation, Qiu Sheng let go of Wen Cai and ran to Ninth Uncle.
"Roar!"
Wen Cai, who had lost control, stood up straight from the ground. Then, with a low growl, he rushed towards Ling Yu, who was the closest to him.
"I'll use you to test my new move!”
Ling Yu smiled as he looked at Wen Cai, who was charging at him. He clenched his right hand into a fist.
" Crackle!"
In an instant, with the sound of thunder, a milky-white thunderbolt instantly appeared in Ling Yu's hand.。
However, the moment the lightning appeared, Ninth Uncle's expression changed drastically.
"Yang Five Lightning Curse! How is this possible?"
Ninth Uncle exclaimed.
As a disciple of Mao Mountain, he had naturally heard of the Yang Five Thunder Curse. Now that he saw Ling Yu use it, he was shocked beyond words.
"Master, what is the Five Yang Lightning Curse? Is it very powerful?”
Qiu Sheng asked curiously when he saw his master's shock.
"This is the Righteous Sect's cornerstone Daoist technique. The lightning condensed from the power of pure Yang can dispel all evil energy.
However, this thing was a secret of the Righteous Sect, and even the Righteous Sect didn't have many people who knew it. How did Shidi learn it?”
Ninth Uncle explained solemnly.
If the people of the Righteous Sect knew about this, it would probably cause a conflict between the two sects.
After all, he had learned all of his special skills, and he was now furious.
"Wow, so powerful. As expected of Martial Uncle!”
Qiu Sheng was completely unaware of the seriousness of the matter. After all, this was Ling Yu!
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