Sign in at Yizhuang: I am numb to Uncle Jiu

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"No need, uncle, Jia Le will be jealous."

Ji Dong hurriedly shook his head, how could he not know what his uncle was thinking?

Do you still need to teach such things as driving corpses?

Just stand in front of the walking corpse, let the walking corpse put his shoulders on his shoulders, and then jump forward, what is so rare about it, there is nothing else but tired.

Want me to be a cow and a horse!impossible!

"How come, just don't tell that brat."

The four-eyed Taoist waved his hands indifferently.

"Then don't do it, my master said that the technique of expelling corpses is unique to you, uncle."

"Hey, we are all one family, why do we have to speak differently, you are my nephew, and entrusting you with the exorcism technique does not violate the rules of the sect."

Lin Yi shook his head.

"That can't be done, these are all your clients, uncle, if I get hurt, it will damage your practice, uncle."

"How is it possible, Ah Yi, you think seriously."

"No, no, no, no."

Seeing that Lin Yi didn't want to eat oil and salt, he just didn't want to help him with work, so Daoist Simu gritted his teeth.

"In this way, if you help me get rid of the corpses, I will teach you a secret technique to control these goblins."

The four-eyed Taoist pointed to the little fox in Ji Dong's hand.

Ji Dong raised his eyebrows, quite interested.

"Uncle, what kind of secret technique?"

"Soul control technique! As long as you know this spell, you can control other people's spirits. I only told you because you want to raise this vixen, so that you won't be played by this vixen."

"Uncle, if there is such a good thing, you should have said it earlier, isn't it just to drive away the corpse, I'll come."

The four-eyed Taoist laughed dryly, and patted Lin Yi on the shoulder.

"Good boy, if you don't see a rabbit, don't scatter an eagle. You have received your master's true teaching on this point."

"Hey hey, no way, I just want to help my uncle share some burden."

"However, I can tell you that the soul control technique is a secret technique in my Maoshan secret technique, and it is also a forbidden technique. It is strictly forbidden to use it lightly, understand?"

Soul control technique can control other people's consciousness and soul, making the other party obey without knowing that they are being controlled. It's nothing in the hands of good people, but in the hands of bad people, this is a complete sorcery.

"Don't worry, uncle, I will definitely not abuse it."

"Well, come here with your ears."

Ji Dong leaned over to Simu and listened to Simu Daoist teach the soul control technique.

Ten minutes later, Ji Dong had memorized the method of using the soul control technique.

"Well, do you remember?"

"Remember, uncle."

"Then you don't hurry, let's set off quickly."

Daoist Simu couldn't wait to take these clients back, and then go to Renjia Town to reunite with Uncle Jiu.

"Okay, uncle."

Lin Yi smiled and took out a small paper figurine from the treasure bag. Under the astonished gaze of the four-eyed Taoist priest, he nodded his eyes.

Following a 1.8-meter thin paper figurine walking in front of the walking dead, Taoist Master Four Eyes pinched himself hard.

"I'm not dreaming, this is Maoshan paper-tying technique!"

……

Chapter 86 Master Yixiu and Qingqing's sister Maoshan tied the paper. This is not the inheritance of the Shangqing school, but the secret technique of the Sangui school. The four-eyed Taoist master has heard it from his master before, but has never seen it.

I didn't expect to see it from Ji Dong's hand today.

"Uncle, don't be dazed, come up."

Ji Dong smiled and sat on the arm of the zombie, just like riding a horse.

"I'm coming."

The four-eyed Taoist came back to his senses, and hung the shrine on the neck of the paper figurine. At the same time, the four-eyed Taoist took a close look at the paper figurine.

His face was as white as paper, and his cheeks were as red as if they had been smeared with blood.

The joints are soft and the rest are very hard.

"Ayi, tell him to hold this thing, it's for manipulating the walking dead." Priest Simu urged.

"I know, uncle."

When Simu sat up, Ji Dong manipulated the paper figurine to jump forward.

The walking corpses in the back are forbidden, and they jump forward in unison.

"Yeah! It works!"

Lin Yi chuckled, put his treasure bag on the walking corpse's head, then leaned on the walking corpse's head, and gave the paper figurine an order to jump forward and not stop.

"Ayi, where did you learn how to make paper?"

"I don't know where it came from. I have it in my memory after waking up. I guess it was given by the ancestor's manifestation."

The corner of the four-eyed Daoist's mouth twitched.

Is Ji Dong's explanation credible?

It sounds like nonsense, but there is no other reasonable explanation!

They haven't seen these lost things for decades, and Lin Yi doesn't go out, and he follows Uncle Jiu every day. Where can he find these things?

Apart from the appearance of the patriarch, what else can be used to explain it?

"Strange, I enshrine the patriarch at home. Every time I burn incense, I am so respectful. Why don't I see the patriarch and me appear."

The four-eyed Taoist priest is a little suspicious of life.

But soon, the four-eyed priest was attracted by the practicality of the paper figurine.

If he knew how to make paper, wouldn't it be much more convenient to go out and drive away corpses in the future!

But as A Yi's uncle, how could he be so embarrassed and open his mouth.

The four-eyed Taoist priest was in a dilemma, but Lin Yi was studying the soul control technique.

This little fox looks so cute, stupid and cute, it's not too much to be a pet, right?

……

Paper people are tireless.

Under the blessing of Lin Yi's mana, the paper figurine led the clients of Taoist Master Simu to walk more than 60 miles in one night.

According to the speed at which Daoist Simu brought the goods before, he would have to walk for a day and a night for this journey.

"Ayi, it's right ahead, holding on for a while."

The Taoist priest with four eyes sighed, sitting on the arm of the walking corpse, stretching his waist.

At this time, Ji Dong looked as if he had been up all night for a week, he looked very weak, and he was weak when he spoke.

"Uncle, you are really my good uncle. I am already like this, but you still let me persist! I have run out of mana!"

Priest Simu smiled awkwardly, and said embarrassedly, "Oh, you said it earlier, let's rest for a while and eat something."

Ji Dong curled his lips, did I not say it?Obviously you didn't listen.

Ji Dong controlled the paper figurine to stop, turned over and jumped off the corpse, and sat directly on the ground.

Don't look at it as just letting the paper dolls jump forward, but jumping all night will consume a lot of energy.

In addition, Ji Dong also used the soul control technique on the little fox, which also consumed a wave of mana.

Originally [-] points of mana, now there are less than [-] points left.

Seeing Ji Dong being so weak, Daoist Simu couldn't help feeling a little ashamed. As an uncle, he really shouldn't treat his nephew like this.

"Ayi, come drink some water."

The four-eyed priest took off the bamboo cup, walked to Ji Dong's side and handed it to Ji Dong.

Lin Yi waved his hand, "No uncle, I'll hurry up and recover."

After speaking, close your eyes and meditate.

"Okay, you four-eyed uncle, let me be a cow and horse, and wait until you go to Huangjia Village to see how I bully your apprentice."

After Ji Dong finished complaining, he took the time to recover.

The little fox nestled in Ji Dong's arms, its small head arched against Ji Dong's body.Seemingly being coquettish, seeing Lin Yi ignoring him, he whimpered twice.

Simu Daoist stood by Ji Dong's side, after drinking the water, he found out some snacks and started to eat.

"Little guy, do you eat?"

The four-eyed Taoist whispered, and brought the snack to the little fox's mouth.

The little fox tilted his head and ignored his four eyes.

"Hey, I like to eat or not."

"Master, how long do we have to go?"

"Haha, you're tired, Qingqing, just ahead, we'll be there soon, hold on for a while."

The four eyes who were eating stopped chewing and turned their heads to look for the sound.

The expression on his face suddenly became difficult to look at.

"Unlucky, how did I meet you, a stinky monk!"

In the distance, a great monk in monk's robes, holding a staff in his hand, followed by a young girl carrying a bamboo basket.

Although she is dressed plainly, it is still difficult to conceal her pure and lovely face and curvy figure.

If someone has watched movies like Tao Zi Ripe and Happy Ghost, they should be able to recognize it at a glance. Isn't this A Zhen?

"Oh, it's a shame that you are still a monk, and you didn't abide by the rules, and even brought a woman into your home, bah, shameless."

The four-eyed Taoist priest scolded the great monk with a stinky face.

This great monk is the neighbor of Taoist Master Simu, Master Yixiu. The two of them lived together in this mountain for some unknown reason.

There are only two of them in a radius of more than ten miles.

The so-called different ways do not conspire with each other. Although a monk and a monk are both monks, the Taoist priest with four eyes and master Yixiu seem to be natural enemies.

"Master, look, what is that!"

Qingqing pointed to the row of strange figures in the distance and said in shock.

In Guangdong and Guangxi, there used to be some high-quality anti-Qing and Fuming associations such as the Honghuahui and Tiandihui. These associations hated the Manchu Qing very much.

Therefore, the shroud was made into the official uniform of the Qing court to despise the Qing Dynasty.

Some people also say that because there are more Hakka people here, they are used to adding glory to their ancestors. The portraits of ancestors in the ancestral hall are all dressed in official uniforms, so the dead will also wear official-style shrouds.

No wonder Qingqing was frightened.

These people in front are too strange, standing there motionless, still wearing shrouds, who would wear this as a normal person, how unlucky it is.

Master Yixiu took a look and explained with a laugh.

"Don't be afraid, Qingqing, that's my neighbor's client."

"client?"

Qingqing looked puzzled.

"As I told you, my neighbor is a Taoist priest from Maoshan. He drives away corpses. These are the poor people he wants to send back to his hometown for burial."

With such an explanation, Qingqing understood, and suddenly realized something.