Hearing the golden-armored corpse's words, Zhao Fei became even more puzzled.
“Brother Song, since you don’t know that poisoned little zombie, why did you give him the ‘corpse blood’ that you painstakingly prepared?”
"This one drop alone would take you ten years of arduous training."
Song E nodded slightly.
“Young Master Zhao, Young General, I know a little more because I have been guarding the underground palace of ‘Second Master’ for a long time.”
"That poisoned little zombie..."
At this point, the golden-armored corpse suddenly stopped, realizing that the young general was someone who couldn't keep secrets.
To put it simply, if you tell the young general about it and ask him to keep quiet, the effect will be no different from broadcasting it over a loudspeaker.
Moreover, the town was where the gentleman once stayed, and no one can guarantee how many causes and effects are hidden there.
Getting involved in the cause and effect myself is a small matter, but if I ruin the master's plan, then the sin would be much greater.
Upon realizing this, the golden-armored corpse fell silent, remaining "silent as gold" no matter how anxious the young general was, scratching his head and ears.
On the other side, Zhao Youliang, who had returned to the paper-making shop, disregarded his own weakness and hurriedly arranged for Zhao Hongwei to take the "corpse blood".
Of course, all of this was done by the grasshopper spirit.
To be honest, although the grasshopper spirit has many flaws, he is meticulous and cautious in his work.
For the paper-making shop today, it's more like an old steward with a bit of selfishness.
After Zhao Hongwei consumed the jewel-like corpse blood, his complexion indeed improved significantly.
Although it was still pitch black, as if it had just been pulled out of the stove, at least it was no longer that hopeless black, but a shiny black.
It looks almost like leather shoes that have just been polished...
Seeing that Zhao Hongwei was out of danger, Zhao Youliang finally breathed a long sigh of relief.
Exhausted from the night, I immediately hugged Egg and went to bed to sleep.
Even the door to the paper-making shop was closed for him by the big yellow dog... by nudging it shut with its mouth...
In my dream, the old immortal still recited "I Miss You," and that incredibly cute little monk still appeared.
Now that Zhao Youliang knew that his young master was named Wuxin, he immediately stepped forward to pay his respects.
Miraculously, Chang Jie also appeared in Zhao Youliang's dream, and slowly floated up, landing in the little monk's arms.
"Hello, Uncle."
"I've missed you so much since we last met."
Faced with Chang Jie's coquettish behavior, the heartless little monk blushed and kissed his eggshell.
Realizing that this was not in accordance with Buddhist etiquette, he quickly and softly chanted "Amitabha Buddha".
"Xiao Jie, I've missed you too. Are you and Benefactor Youliang both doing well?"
"Not bad." Chang Jie said as he lit a cigarette and shoved it into the mouth of the heartless little monk with a "pfft".
"Now there's enough tobacco, but Quantum and I are both too weak and always get beaten up."
"Being beaten by all sorts of filthy things in turn, it was awful."
"The Sparrow's Yin Soul in the quantum realm was all blown away; we just found it again."
"Oh?" Upon hearing this, the carefree little monk's expression turned serious, and he subconsciously reached out his chubby little hand to grab the skeleton mask hanging on his chest.
"Namo Amitabha Buddha".
"Xiao Jie, who bullied you and Benefactor Youliang? Tell me in detail."
“If I have the chance, I will definitely persuade the benefactor who bullied you to abandon evil and do good, and take refuge in the Buddha.”
Chang Jie, who is usually taciturn and listless, becomes quite talkative in front of the young monk.
Once she started telling the story, her little mouth just wouldn't stop.
The story begins with two dolls, then moves on to the backward-walking corpse and another child, and then back to the dead child.
In short, it was a complete retelling of Zhao Youliang's history of being beaten.
During this process, Chang Jie did not notice at all that the little monk had uncontrollably covered his face with the skeleton mask, and then a cold wind howled.
In the eerie wind, a black hole resembling the gaping maw of a monster hung obliquely on the horizon, with a one-armed, tearful Buddha statue suspended high in front of it.
"Oh no, this is going to break."
"Uncle Wuxin has transformed..."
As soon as Chang Jie finished speaking, a strange "hehehe" laugh came from the mouth of the faceless ghost Buddha.
That is, the other personality of the carefree little monk—the walking natural disaster, the Nightmare Demon Lord, and the faceless ghost Buddha.
After the ghost Buddha appeared, it gently pushed Chang Jie, who was in its arms, aside, and then spat out the cigarette butt from its mouth with a "poof".
By sheer coincidence, the cigarette butt landed right on Zhao Youliang's neck, burning him so badly he screamed in pain.
However, before Zhao Youliang could even shake out the cigarette butt, Ghost Buddha Faceless had already transformed into a blur and appeared in front of him... and began to brutally beat Zhao Youliang.
He looked like a father who was disappointed in his son and was disciplining him.
Although Zhao Youliang was beaten for no apparent reason, he dared not resist or even dodge.
Zhao Youliang understood the concept of "Heaven, Earth, Ruler, and Teacher".
It's only natural for my master to beat me; there's no reason for me to dodge... even though it hurts terribly... even though this beating was completely inexplicable.
Seeing that Zhao Youliang did not dodge, Chang Jie breathed a long sigh of relief.
At the same time, he spoke through telepathy, saying, "Quantum, that's right, hang in there."
"Your uncle didn't just beat you up; he gave you a huge benefit... a benefit bigger than a truckload of cigarettes, it's really good..."
"Hmm!" Upon hearing this, Zhao Youliang, who had no intention of hiding, stopped hiding altogether. He even stopped covering his head with his hands and instead tightly protected his crotch.
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