Chapter 22: Mr. Zombie



Xiao Longnu was watching the TV series on the tablet intently.

Although the men's long braids and the wooden-like decorations on the women's heads in the TV series looked strange, she still enjoyed the plot.

The tablet is plugged into a charger, which is connected to a wall socket.

There is battery charging, you can watch TV series, and there is also magical wireless network.

Xiaolongnu really couldn't think of any difference between this place and the fairyland.

If Su Luo hadn't closed the shop on time and her mother-in-law hadn't been reluctant to part with the crops in the fields, she would have wanted to stay here forever.

Just when she was watching the climax of her TV series, a loud "clang" sound was suddenly heard.

She frowned and looked towards the source of the sound, and saw several young men breaking into the tavern.

Those men had the same short hair as her husband, but their looks were very different, and the expressions on their faces reminded her of the thugs she had met when passing through the market town.

The leader was a young man wearing a leather jacket and smoking a cigarette, holding a baseball bat in his hand.

He slammed the baseball bat onto the bar with a bang, looked around, and when he saw Xiao Longnu, his eyes brightened noticeably.

Xiaolongnu has a beautiful appearance and a cool and elegant temperament. Wearing that white ancient costume, she looks like a fairy.

The man whistled at Xiao Long Nu and asked with a grin, "How old are you, beautiful lady?"

The frivolous tone made Xiao Longnu's expression even more indifferent, and she was wondering about the origins of these people.

A new guest? He doesn't look like a serious person! "Is the boss here?" The man asked when she ignored him.

Xiao Long Nu was about to go and shout, but she heard another person shout, "Brother Gang, smash it first!"

Sun Gang waved his hand and pointed at Xiao Long Nu who was not far away: "Don't hurt my sister."

Several people were laughing and joking, and Xiaolongnu frowned and clenched her fists when she heard the dirty words.

If she hadn't been in the tavern, she would have drawn her sword at this moment.

Sun Gang could naturally see Xiaolongnu's displeasure, but he didn't take it seriously.

What can a beautiful girl who likes to wear Hanfu do to a local like him? Looking at Xiaolongnu's face like a lotus emerging from water, some other thoughts even emerged in his mind.

Maybe you can get what you want by using threats and inducements? It would be great to get some advantage.

He looked around vigilantly, but didn't see any cameras. He felt even more excited, and for a moment he even thought that the worst that could happen was that he would be put in jail for three years.

But this thought only flashed through his mind before he rejected it.

It was okay to do this a few years ago, but it’s not easy to do it now.

His uncle is the Party Secretary of Liufang Village. He monopolizes the earthwork and sand and gravel business in the surrounding area. He even had conflicts with others in the early years, but he has restrained himself a lot in recent years.

The five people behind him are all drivers of the earth-moving team, and occasionally they act as thugs.

Thinking of his uncle's instructions, Sun Gang said to the people behind him: "Smash it!"

First, give the boss a warning, and let the girl see how powerful I am.

Maybe she felt that she was very capable just like Lily from No. 3 Middle School, so she took the initiative to throw herself into his arms.

Several people kicked over the tables and chairs and smashed them against the bar counter.

A corner of the solid bar counter was smashed off! The pub was instantly in chaos.

Su Luo vaguely heard a sound, but it was not clear amid the sound of the water in the shower, so he didn't think much about it.

Xiao Longnu looked at the thugs in astonishment.

She finally understood.

This isn't a new guest at all; he's clearly here to cause trouble in the tavern!

How dare they come to the tavern to cause trouble? Who are they? "What are you doing!" She stood up.

"Sister, can't you wait any longer?" a man asked with a smile.

She was answered by a size thirty-six foot.

After kicking it away, Xiaolongnu breathed a sigh of relief.

Could it be that these weak guys came to the wrong door?

Soon, screams were heard in the tavern.

Su Luo was still singing happily in the bathroom.

When he finished the song, Sun Gang was groaning while holding his broken leg.

He looked at the girl in front of him with horror, thinking that she was a monster.

How could someone break someone's calf with just a light kick?

There were six grown men, all armed, but they were defeated by the other party with bare hands! The graceful movements were like a female ghost! Seeing several of his companions with broken arms and legs, Sun Gang thought he was dreaming.

Xiao Longnu stopped and looked at them expressionlessly.

Her gaze stayed on the leader Sun Gang for two seconds longer, frightening Sun Gang so much that he trembled.

Thinking that this was only a tavern after all and she couldn't use any more force, she waved her hand in disgust.

I'm afraid you don't want to see this kind of weak and ignorant bug.

However, she was quite curious as to why such a person would appear here.

"We must tell the gentleman immediately!"

Sun Gang and his companions hurriedly ran out, crawling.

On the path outside the charity cemetery.

Uncle Jiu wiped the sweat from his forehead, waved the bell in his hand, and drove the three corpses forward in a row.

In these chaotic times, being a Taoist priest is not an easy job, especially for a Taoist priest like him with a conscience.

These three people were all strangers who died in a foreign land. Several of their fellow villagers were reluctant to give them too much money, and others were unwilling to take them in. Only Uncle Jiu was willing to take them in at his charity cemetery.

In order to save transportation costs, he drove the three people to travel "on their own" after dark.

This method of controlling corpses is naturally not Maoshan magic, but the Xiangxi corpse-driving technique he learned from his junior fellow apprentice.

My junior brother has a wide range of interests and has collected many strange and unusual skills.

Seeing that the charity cemetery was just around the corner, Uncle Jiu breathed a sigh of relief.

The world is becoming more and more chaotic.

Just now on the road, he happened to encounter a wedding procession.

But who would come to welcome the bride so late at night?

If he hadn't blended in with the three corpses in time and pretended to be a corpse, he would have been in big trouble.

The gate of the charity cemetery was getting closer and closer.

Uncle Jiu was just about to call his two apprentices to come out for help when he suddenly noticed something was wrong.

On one side of the wall, a gray-brown door frame appeared out of nowhere, and it was pitch black inside and nothing could be seen.

Uncle Jiu was horrified.

Could this be the gate to the underworld? Wait, that's not right! Could it be that the wedding dress ghost was following me and created this illusion?

Uncle Jiu put two fingers of his right hand together and pressed them hard on his forehead, and a cool feeling rushed into his brain.

He looked intently, but it was still pitch black and he couldn't tell what was real.

"They've come to my door, I have to go check it out!"

This thought flashed through Uncle Jiu’s mind.

He was not a pedantic person. After making the decision, he did not move on his own, but rang the bell to make the three corpses jump towards the door.

As he stared, a corpse instantly jumped into the door.

In an instant, he found that he had lost contact with the corpse.

He frowned and asked the other two bodies to jump in.

The contact was also cut off!

“It doesn’t seem to be a trick.”

As Uncle Jiu was thinking this, he suddenly saw a faint light flash inside the door frame, and then a corpse fell out.

He shook the bell in his hand, and the body lay on the ground motionless.

He walked quickly forward and found that the talisman paper on the corpse's forehead had fallen off.

He made hand gestures with his right hand, but could not figure out anything.

After hesitating for a few seconds, he concentrated his energy and calmed his mind, then drew a talisman on the palm of his right hand.

After all, it was right at his doorstep and he had nowhere to hide.

This palm thunder is his most powerful skill, and it can easily deal with evil spirits.

After finishing it, he lifted his legs and walked into the door.

(End of this chapter)


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