With Xiao Yichen's reminder, the Taoist priest Siyan delivered the goods very quickly this time.

According to Siyan, if it were in the past, it would take him at least seven or eight days to walk this distance.

But with such a labor-saving method, it was done in two days.

At dawn on the third day, they returned to Taoist priest Siyan's home.

This is a small courtyard built at the foot of the mountain, surrounded by fences. The courtyard is planted with chrysanthemums, and there are chickens, ducks, geese, and even pigs and sheep.

"Jia Le, Jia Le!"

Pushing open the fence door of the courtyard, the bespectacled Taoist priest started shouting.

Xiao Yichen looked around the courtyard. It had beautiful scenery and a first-class environment.

It gives you a feeling of 'picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence and leisurely seeing the southern mountains', which is very interesting.

With a creaky sound, the door suddenly opened and a simple-looking young man with a watermelon head rushed out.

"Master, why did you come back so soon this time? I missed you so much."

Jiale jumped onto the Four-eyed Taoist priest excitedly. He thought his master would take at least ten days or half a month to come back, but he didn't expect him to come earlier than expected.

Now, he finally doesn't have to stay at home alone.

"Master was afraid that you would be lazy at home alone, so he came back early."

Siyan patted his watermelon head and said with a smile: "How is it? Have you been lazy since I was not at home?"

"Master, I read the book very seriously."

Jiale quickly replied that he didn't want to be punished by his master, that would be too uncomfortable.

"Really? You are so good. Master loves you so much."

Siyan rubbed Jiale's head and doted on him.

"By the way, I brought your junior brother here."

"Jia Le, this is your uncle Ba Ye's apprentice Xiao Yichen. Ah Chen, this is my apprentice Jia Le, you can call him Senior Brother."

At this time, Siyan saw Xiao Yichen in the yard and hurriedly introduced him to the two of them.

"Ha, I have a junior fellow apprentice too?"

Jiale looked outside curiously and saw the tall and handsome Xiao Yichen standing outside.

"Brother Jiale, hello."

Xiao Yichen retracted his gaze, looked at Jiale and greeted him.

As expected, he looks a bit like Qian Xiaohao’s brother Qian Jiale, with a simple and honest face.

"Hello, Junior Brother. You can just call me Jiale."

Jiale touched his head and said stupidly.

From then on, Xiao Yichen lived with his uncle Four-eyed.

It’s quite interesting to watch Jiale doing some ridiculous things every day.

After staying for two days, Master Ikkyu from next door also came back, and with him came a female disciple named Qingqing.

Siyan and Ikkiu didn't get along, but they made Jiale very troubled. Xiao Yichen couldn't help laughing when he saw this.

'Boom boom boom'

That afternoon, a large group of people passed by, and the sound of drums startled Xiao Yichen.

Not only him, but also Siyan and Ikkiu who were in the house heard the noise and went out to check what was going on.

It was quite a big scene, with gongs and drums beating and rumbling sounds.

Soon, a leading team of soldiers came over with swords and spears in hand. In the middle was a sedan chair and a handcart, on which was pulled a copper-horned gold coffin wrapped in an ink net.

Next to the golden coffin, there was a Maoshan Taoist priest guarding the place. He was wearing a bright yellow Taoist robe, a Shangqing lotus crown on his head, a peach wood sword on his back, and a Yin-Yang Bagua jade pendant on his waist. He walked with the gait of a dragon or a tiger, with extraordinary momentum.

This person is none other than Taoist Qianhe who only plays in the peak matches. He appears in the most handsome way and then receives the most vicious beating.

His four disciples followed behind him, from the east, south, west and north.

“Senior Brother!”

"Junior brother!"

The bespectacled Taoist priest hurried over and the two of them greeted each other.

"Master Qianhe, Amitabha!"

Master Ikkyu also recognized the other person and chanted the Buddhist name.

"Master Ikkyu, long time no see, I hope you are well!"

Qianhe bowed.

"Haha, everything is fine."

Master Ikkyu clasped his hands together and responded with a smile.

"Junior brother, what are you doing?"

Pointing at the golden coffin, the Taoist priest with four eyes looked extremely solemn. He could smell a strong smell of corpse.

It's also wrapped in an inkstone net, so it's most likely a very powerful zombie.

"Hey, the person inside is a member of the Qing imperial family. I was ordered to send his body to the capital to wait for the emperor to decide."

Taoist Qianhe said helplessly that although it is the Republic of China now, Puyi is still alive and is still the patriarch of the Manchu people.

"Hmm? Royal family?"

Siyan had a bad feeling about getting into trouble with the royal family.

Not only was it escorted in a copper-horned golden coffin, but it was also wrapped in an inkstone net, which shows how ferocious this zombie was.

"Hello, Master, I am Xiao Yichen. It looks like it's going to rain. Master, why don't you stay here for a night and leave tomorrow?"

Xiao Yichen, who was standing by, knew that this was the original plot in the movie, so he quickly tried to persuade them.

"Uncle Master? Who are you?"

Taoist Qianhe had never seen him before and asked in surprise.

"Oh, he is the disciple that Senior Brother Lin just accepted. You haven't seen him."

Taoist Four Eyes quickly introduced: "Ah Chen, this is your Uncle Master Qianhe."

"Brother Lin? Is it Master Eight?"

Taoist Qianhe suddenly realized and said with a smile: "I didn't expect Senior Brother Lin to accept another disciple."

"However, I can't stay long. I have to hurry on my way."

He smiled and politely declined Xiao Yichen's kindness.

"Hey, hey, hey, why are you stopping here? Why don't you hurry up?"

At this moment, a disgusting scolding sounded, sharp and arrogant, with a sense of commanding.

"Manager Wu, let me have a few words with my senior brother. We will leave immediately."

Taoist Qianhe frowned and turned around to explain.

"Senior brother? Humph!"

The curtain of the sedan chair was lifted, revealing the old eunuch Wu Shilang, who was pinching his fingers and pulling a handkerchief.

He took a look at the attire of the people around Qianhe and knew at first glance that they were poor, so he hid back in the sedan chair in disgust.

"Brother, Master Yixiu, Xiao Jiale, and Junior Brother Xiao, I have the Emperor's order. I have to go."

Taoist Qianhe looked at everyone apologetically and bowed to say goodbye to them.

"Brother, take care. Take some sticky rice with you for self-defense. Jiale, go quickly."

The bespectacled Taoist priest stopped him and asked Jiale to go back and get him a bag of glutinous rice.

"Thank you, Senior Brother. I'm leaving now."

After putting away the glutinous rice, Taoist Qianhe bowed again.

"Uncle Master, have a safe journey."

Qianhe can't stay, what can Xiao Yichen say? He can only say that the inertia of the plot is terrible.

Then, everyone set off and continued on their journey.

'Boom boom boom'

The rumbling sound of gongs and drums rang out again, and the corpse transport team set off again.

After Qianhe left, Xiao Yichen was still very worried that he would be killed by the plot.

Sure enough, not long after, in the evening, the weather suddenly changed.

“Boom boom boom.”

The originally clear sky was suddenly filled with lightning and thunder.

The thunder was deafening and lightning split the sky, illuminating the dark earth.

"Not good, Junior Brother Qianhe!"

Not only Xiao Yichen felt something was wrong, but the Taoist priest Four Eyes also cried out inwardly.

The two of them hurriedly ran out of the room and came to the yard. The sky was already covered with dark clouds and a heavy rain was about to fall.

"Clattery"

The next moment, heavy rain poured down.

"Quick, find Master Ikkiu, your uncle might be in danger."

The Taoist priest Four Eyes was extremely anxious and shouted quickly.

Xiao Yichen looked solemn and went next door to find Master Ikkyu to explain the situation.

After meeting up with the four-eyed Taoist priest, the three of them chased in the direction Qianhe and the others left in the heavy rain.

Ten miles away.

It rained heavily and the group was soaked.

Minister Wu was so angry that he commanded a group of soldiers to set up tents in the rain.

Taoist Priest Qianhe also directed the people in the east, south, west and north to put up the tent and cover the copper-horned golden coffin.

Unfortunately, due to strong winds and heavy rain, the tent was soon blown away, exposing the coffin to the rain.

Under the heavy rain, the ink on the ink fountain net has begun to fade.

“It’s over.”

Taoist Qianhe's heart sank to the bottom of the valley, he was so anxious that he didn't know what to do.

Minister Wu called all the soldiers away, set up a tent for himself, and didn't care about the coffin.

He and his four disciples alone could only hold the east side, but not the west side.

If it keeps getting rained on like this, the ink net on the coffin will become ineffective and that will be a big trouble.

"Manager Wu, the tent has been set up."

Finally, the soldiers set up the tent.

"Oh, it's finally done."

Manager Wu showed joy on his face.

Taoist Master Qianhe quickly stepped forward to negotiate, saying to him: "Manager Wu, we have to let the coffin enter the tent first!"

"What? That won't work. Little brother can't get wet in the rain."

Minister Wu's face changed. Why bother with the broken coffin? He's already dead, how can he be more important than the young master? "But the ink line is starting to melt."

Taoist Qianhe was extremely anxious and explained.

"no!"

If it melts, it melts. So what? "But if the ink line melts, it will be a big trouble!"

Damn it, if I didn't have to ask you for money, I would have slapped your two big pussies.

"No buts, get out of the way!"

"Seventy-first brother, we can go in now."

Minister Wu ignored him completely and rushed into the tent with the little prince impatiently to shelter from the rain.

Even if the Qing Dynasty is destroyed, the master is still the master, and the servant is still the servant.

"Nima!"

Taoist Qianhe was so angry that he was jumping up and down, but there was nothing he could do.

We can only hope that the soldiers can set up the tents as soon as possible.

In this way, he could still find a way to remedy the situation and reinforce the inkstone net again.

After another burst of rain, we finally set up the second tent.

"Hurry up and bring the coffin in."

Taoist Qianhe immediately ordered someone to push the coffin into the tent.

but.

The ground has become muddy due to the recent strong wind and rain.

Moreover, the copper-horned golden coffin weighed a thousand pounds and was stuck in the mud.

The group pushed for a long time, but the wooden cart didn't move at all.

Taoist Qianhe pushed from all directions, but it didn't move.

“Boom.”

At this moment, a flash of lightning suddenly streaked across the sky and headed straight for the coffin.

“Crackle.”

There was a flash of lightning, and the people pushing the coffin were blown away by the lightning.

With a bang, several soldiers were blown far away and turned into charcoal when they fell to the ground.

Fortunately, Taoist Qianhe and his four disciples saw that the situation was not right and dodged, otherwise they would have been turned into roast chickens.

This scene stunned everyone present instantly.

"not good!"

Taoist Qianhe's heart trembled suddenly and he had a bad premonition.

This is the rhythm of the zombies coming out of the cage!

It's over! As expected, the coffin lid flew out with a bang, crushing several more soldiers to death.

The next moment, the old zombie from the royal family stood up from the coffin, looking murderous.

Zombies are out!

This guy is wearing a prince's dragon robe, and you can tell at first glance that he is not someone to be trifled with.

"Old Lord."

"uncle."

Minister Wu in the tent heard the noise and came out holding the little prince.

Seeing this scene, the two were stunned on the spot.

"East, West, South, North, and South, Modou.net, get ready!"

Taoist Qianhe's heart had sunk to the bottom and he could only fight with all his might.

The four people from the east, west, south and north have been learning from Qianhe for many years and have a solid foundation. Of course, they will not make a joke like Qiu Sheng.

Even with this sudden change happening, the four of them are not afraid.

After hearing Qianhe's order, he reacted quickly and took out the ink rope he was carrying on his back.

The hemp rope, as thick as a wrist, was soaked in ink. As the four people swung it, it trapped the old zombie from Bianjiang.

Taoist Qianhe took the peach wood sword and stabbed at the old zombie at the border.

What a pity.

The ink rope had been exposed to the rain for a long time and its effectiveness was greatly reduced.

“Ah!”

The old zombie from the royal family let out a long roar towards the sky, and a terrifying force broke the rope.

Then he swung his arm and broke Taoist Qianhe's peach wood sword.

Qianhe was also swept away and rolled several meters away.

“Ouch.”

The old royal zombie let out a roar, and his pair of black and white eyes locked onto the soldiers who were watching the show nearby.

In an instant, he flew out of the coffin and bit the nearest soldier.

At this critical moment, Xiao Yichen, Taoist Four Eyes, and Master Ikkyu arrived.

"go!"

Upon seeing this, the Taoist priest Four Eyes struck out with his sword without hesitation, stopping the old royal zombie's mouth.

The Shangqing bell swung, making a crisp sound.

Zombies are most afraid of Shangqingling, and the old zombie from the royal family quickly retreated.

Master Ikkyu held a Buddhist rosary in his hand and struck the old man with a Buddhist message.

Xiao Yichen swung the fine steel sword in his hand, consecrating it with blood, and the sword suddenly glowed with golden light.

He seized the opportunity and stabbed the old royal zombie in the heart with his sword.

"boom"

However, the terrifying thing about the royal old zombie was that his sword only broke the skin and could not penetrate further.

The old zombie let out a strange cry, turned his body suddenly, and swung his arm, throwing Xiao Yichen's sword and Master Ikkiu away.

Fortunately, nothing serious happened. Xiao Yichen and Master Ikkiu stood up, their faces full of alert.

"Brother, Master, Junior Brother Xiao, you are here."

At this time, Taoist Qianhe saw the arrival of the three people and was overjoyed.

"I saw the weather change drastically, and I was afraid something might happen to you, so I hurried over here with Master and A-Chen."

The four-eyed Taoist priest responded and asked, "Fortunately I'm not late. Are you okay, Junior Brother?"

"It's okay, no more small talk, let's go together!"

Taoist Qianhe nodded and rushed towards the old royal zombie.

The four of them attacked together, surrounding the old zombie and beating him.

But this old royal zombie was so terrifying that the four of them were no match for it and could only barely hold on without getting hurt.

"We can't beat it. This won't work!"

After fighting for a while, Xiao Yichen felt bad and he would be defeated sooner or later.

If they lose, they're doomed, and all of them will become food for the royal old zombies.

After thinking for a while, he opened the chat group and said quickly:

"Brothers, it's over, come and save us"

I explained the whole story and asked the group members for help.

After saying a lot, the key words are just two words: save me!

I recommend a book by a friend: "I rejected Qinghua's admission to graduate school and became an officer"

(End of this chapter)