Chapter 259: The Nine-Day Demon Lord, the gift from the dragon bird, the violent zombie, the face of the Taoist priest.

Dian Xiao Ji Le Bang Ying, a top-level online confrontation method from the Internet in the previous life, was born for fighting.

Yi Chen's unique Internet literature class left Longque amazed. Some things are not impossible to do, but the thinking is not open.

For example, if you are being kept by someone, don't talk about independent personality. If you understand the meaning of "being kept", you can at least be a vice president, or even a president. "Brother Daoist... you are a great talent." The red-faced man drank three glasses of wine before he uttered a word.

After taking two breaths, Long Que continued to pour the wine and said, "I didn't expect that there is such a strange man as Brother Dao in the Northern Territory. May I ask Brother Dao's name?"

"Brother Long, just call me Chen Yi." Yi Chen smiled freely and picked up another beef ball.

Amidst the steam from the copper stove hotpot, the two began to chat about all sorts of things. Long Que was knowledgeable and could easily cite many anecdotes and secrets, while Yi Chen had a unique imagination and often said something shocking that made people feel dizzy, but upon closer thought, they seemed to make sense.

It’s a pity for the three unlucky guys who were pricked by chopsticks and turned into hedgehogs.

"Brother Daoist, what do you think will happen if Daqin suffers from a natural disaster and drought throughout the country, and the food supply drops sharply to the point where it can only feed 90% of the population? At that time, to what extent will the price of food rise?" Long Que pondered for a moment and suddenly spoke.

"Of course, the price will rise until at least 10% of people can no longer afford it."

"If we can feed 80% of the population by then, we'll be very lucky." Yi Chen couldn't help but look surprised, "Brother Long, why do you say that?"

"Brother Chen Yi, a thousand cups of wine are not enough when meeting a bosom friend, but a single word is too much when meeting a stranger. We hit it off right away, so I'll speak frankly."

"Do you know that one of the Five Evils in the World is Li Jiang?"

"I just overheard a piece of news. I heard that several experts in Dongzhou who are proficient in divination have jointly predicted that the evil zombie will be born within one or two hundred years."

Li Zhuang, born with evil spirits and resentment, is an immortal evil creature in the human world. As long as the evil spirits and resentment of heaven and earth continue to exist, he will be able to be reborn again.

However, the reborn it has nothing to do with its previous self.

As for the information about the Five Evils of Heaven and Earth, Yi Chen had naturally seen it in Zizaitian's collection.

According to common sense, evil creatures of the level of the Five Evils of Heaven and Earth usually appear once in ten thousand years. After each reincarnation, they will come into the world again after their accumulation is complete. The last generation of evil zombies were killed by all the great masters of Dongzhou. Only thousands of years have passed, and now they are going to come again?

Every time a fierce zombie appears, even if he shrinks into a coma and does not move, the world will be affected by him. Thousands of miles of land will be scorched, the earth will crack, and the situation will gradually spread. Every time, it brings huge disasters to the human world.

Nowadays, the world is changing strangely and chaos is emerging. All major sects are busy with their own affairs. It is still unknown whether they can work together to kill the evil zombies like they did thousands of years ago.

And every year that passes without the appearance of the evil spirits, many innocent people will die.

"Brother Longque, this evil zombie hasn't reached its ten thousand year deadline yet, why does it appear so long in advance?" Yi Chen couldn't help but ask.

"Perhaps it's because of the changes in the world. Well, now that the world has changed, many previous examples can only be used as references."

"A time of great chaos is coming. We should prepare early. It is pitiful for the people. When prosperity rises, the people suffer. When decline falls, the people suffer."

The ruddy-faced man sighed, and drank another full glass with Yi Chen. They both fell into a long silence for a while, and the delicious food in front of them seemed a little boring.

"Brother Chen Yi, you see, I am in a bad mood. I will drink three cups as punishment.

Our minds are fixed and steadfast. If we succeed in cultivation, we will help if we can.”

Longque cheered up and drank three cups in a row.

"Brother, are you craving for wine? We won't have enough wine if you continue like this." Yi Chen laughed and opened another jar.

"What's the difficulty? There's just a lot of wine in my storage ring." Longque responded cheerfully.

As the glasses clinked, plates of delicious food rushed into the stomach like water.

After a while, the waiter came over with a bitter face.

The restaurant didn't want to offend these two masters who were obviously from overseas, so it could only serve them carefully. But now they had no choice but to come.

Because the reserved dishes had already been eaten by Yi Chen and the others.

As a worker, it is natural for the waiter to be responsible for such offensive work.

The boss secretly slipped out of the secret room when Master Feng was beaten. Don't ask. The boss doesn't know. It was done by his subordinates. The main thing was to respond flexibly. Afterwards, the boss also had a decent explanation to Master Feng's family.

"Haha, this is indeed a bit unfortunate."

Just when Long Que was about to say something, his expression suddenly changed and he said quickly,

"Brother Chen Yi, I am in some trouble. Please do not come out, and do not announce that you have seen me."

"I was indeed a little careless this time. I stayed here for too long, and I might even have brought misfortune to you, fellow Taoist."

"I see that the spirit beast you brought is quite spiritual and has great potential. I have two bottles of Tiger Yuan Dan, which were refined when I killed a tiger demon at the half-step True Lord level. I wanted to give it to a friend, but now I will give it to you as my apology."

"This item should be able to save a lot of time for the growth of fellow Taoist spirit beasts."

"Remember, don't tell anyone you know me, or something bad might happen to you."

After hurriedly throwing down the two bottles of pills, Longque immediately turned into a red light and flew out of the window.

Soon, four strange lion-bodied beasts with clouds under their feet appeared in the sky, pulling a black carriage and flying through the air. They soon arrived above Linggui City.

A black curtain embroidered with nine golden suns obscured the figure of the person in the sedan.

Yi Chen looked at the four mighty lion-bodied spirit beasts pulling the carriage, and sensed the aura of the spirit beasts that was comparable to that of the ninth level of the True Person Realm. He couldn't help but sigh at the grandeur of the owner of the black carriage. Then he looked at his own grown son who wanted to take a ride with him . Damn, he really became a shit shoveler.

"The mountains are not high, the human heart is the highest. The Dragon Bird Sky Slash is the only sword!"

"Dragon Bird Soaring!"

Longque stopped and chopped with his sword. Suddenly, a strange silhouette of a divine bird with a bird's body and a deer's neck appeared, and a fierce scream exploded between heaven and earth.

With this blow, a pair of red wings suddenly grew out of the dragon bird's ribs. With a flap of its wings, it immediately broke through the air and fled at an even faster speed.

"Quelong, you rat, you really can run!" An angry voice hovered over Linggui City.

"You are so filial, Lord Jiu Ri, you are so fast, how come you are so slow in flying?"

"You gutter rat, I'm going to kill you, you dead sparrow."

"Are you anxious?"

A faint voice came intermittently and finally disappeared.

Yi Chen: “….”

Yi Chen was so angry that he finally understood why the red-faced man was called Quelong.

Well, trust between people does exist. Fortunately, I used a pseudonym...so it's okay.

"Fellow Daoist Quelong, it's not that I'm disloyal, it's just that my cultivation is limited and I can't help you." Yi Chen stood up.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

The silver-haired old man and the little girl in white were probably very hungry. They were determined to die with a full stomach, so they were eating pig's trotters with big mouthfuls on the table behind Yi Chen.

"Father-in-law, tell me." A dark vortex appeared in Yi Chen's eyes.

…. … .Feng Mansion.

A puff of cold water poured down.

The number one master in Linggui City, a seventh-level cultivator in the realm of true man, the head of the Feng family slowly climbed up from the ground. He felt a chill on his scalp and couldn't help but touch it, and found that he was bald.

A shadow suddenly covered his figure.

"Master Feng, your son did a good thing. If it weren't for the fact that your Feng family has a good reputation in Linggui City, it wouldn't be your hair that was lost this time."

"Don't spoil the child too much. Return the house and shop deeds of the old man and the young man outside the house to them. Stop forcing them, and the matter will be over."

"You must bless those two to live a hundred years. If I get bored and remember this one day and find that you didn't take good care of them and made me lose face, I'm afraid that everyone in your Feng family will lose their heads."

"By the way, your eldest son is disabled, so you should have another one. They are just outside the door. If you go out early, you may still be able to save his life." Yi Chen gave thoughtful instructions as he left the room.

The world is like a pyramid that envelops people. Some are high above, and there are others who are higher than them.

It's like the eldest son of the Feng family to the little loli, and like Yi Chen to the Feng family.

Killing someone is easy, but cleaning up afterward is extremely difficult. Yi Chen did this to protect the old man and the young boy. Since they are connected, he has to resolve this cause and effect, otherwise the old man and the young boy will surely die, which is no different from him killing them with his own hands.

When the head of the Feng family walked out of the room holding his neck, outside the room was his eldest son who was unable to move and was seriously injured, two guards who were as thin as a sieve, and an old man and a child who were shaking like sieve bran.

"Dad! I'm useless!" Young Master Feng cried out in pain, tears streaming down his face, and was about to complain.

"Rebellious son!"

Bang! After stuffing a healing pill into his only son's mouth, the head of the Feng family knocked him unconscious with a knife.

"Come here, take the young master away to heal his wounds."

"You two come in with me." The head of the Feng family said gently to the old and the young.

All of a sudden, the little girl stopped shaking. She remembered the handsome Taoist face and what he said before he left.

"Don't be afraid, little girl. They dare not disrespect me!"

It turns out that this is all real and not a dream.

A trace of mist appeared in the little girl's eyes.

It’s done.

Changing his body shape and shaping his face into the appearance of Zhang Hu, Yi Chen swaggered away towards the Black Water River.

Who is Chen Yi? I don't know him well.

On the second day, Blackwater Town was already in sight.

The Black Water River got its name because the bedrock of the river is black, not because the water is black.

Heishui Town is a small town next to the Heishui River.

At this time, outside Heishui Town, a group of villagers were carrying a sedan chair without a roof, with a young woman sitting inside. The group of people were walking towards the Heishui River with music and dance.

At the front of the team, an old man with seven-color oil paint on his face and various ribbons wrapped around his body was leading the way like a shaman, holding a flag in his hand.

Inscribed on it are ten large characters: "May the Black Evil Dragon King live forever."

A line of tears suddenly fell from the eyes of the young woman.

At this moment, a tall Taoist figure suddenly appeared in front of the team, blocking their way.

There is one more chapter to come. I will eat something. Thank you for your monthly ticket support, recommendation ticket support, and subscription support. Wangzi bows~ 　　 　 (End of this chapter)