Uncle Jiu: I punish the criminals according to the will of Heaven, and you say I’m arrogant?

Chapter 253: Corpse Transformation? I'm a handful of glutinous rice!

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"Fu Meng, don't worry!"

"I once learned from an old ghost, and I guarantee it will be clean and efficient!"

Shi Shaojian grinned, then pulled out a small knife that shone with cold light, "You don't want to become impotent because of a little treasure, do you?"

"You bastard, Shi Shaojian, you bastard!"

"Give it to me, I'll give it to you right away!"

Fu Meng finally surrendered.

Don't ask, the only thing you need to know is that these bastards use all kinds of insidious tricks one after another, and they are as shameless as they can be.

There is nothing they can't do, only you can't think of it.

"really?!"

Shi Shaojian gestured back and forth.

"really!"

"We didn't force you, did we?"

Fu Meng: “…”

"Then, I'll give it to you!"

"Thunder comes!"

Fu Meng opened his mouth and spit out lightning, which immediately made the ten people perform a hearty mechanical dance, which was three feet high.

Are you kidding me? How many lives do you have to dare to steal Di Ting’s things?

The head can be cut off, the blood can be shed, but the treasure cannot be lost!

"Stop playing!"

"time to go!"

At this time, Yang Lingxiao's voice sounded in the distance, his eyes were full of charm and his movements were continuous. His Taoist robes were spotless, and his Xuanguan magic fan was becoming more and more spiritual.

From a distance, it looks like a priest who has come down to earth to gain experience.

Seeing his elder brother show up, Shi Shaojian immediately dispersed the thunder on his body, as if the person who rolled his eyes just now was not him at all.

What's wrong with you? You don't even feel pain when you hit someone with lightning.

Your skills are not as good as my elder brother's thunder seal.

I, Shi Shaojian!

The best person to fight against thunder in Maoshan!

"Brother, this is a paper crane sent by Master Zhuge Kongping. He wants to invite us to his dojo for a while!"

Shi Shaojian threw out a paper crane lightly, and the paper crane took off and appeared directly in front of Yang Lingxiao.

"Hey, Master, this paper crane is a little fat!"

Fu Meng glared at himself with his dog eyes.

To be honest, this paper crane is indeed a bit round.

As soon as he pointed his finger, Zhuge Kongping's voice rang out, "Junior Brother Lingxiao, Uncle has recently found the traces of those who arrested the Dragon Vein People. I would like to invite you to come and have a chat!"

As soon as the sound fell, the paper crane immediately turned into ashes.

"Brother, do you want me to take someone over to take a look?"

Shi Shaojian said with a serious look.

How could I, the second-in-command of Maoshan, be outdone by a dog like Fu Meng?

"Go and see!"

A flash of divine thunder appeared in Yang Lingxiao's eyes.

If I remember correctly, the Zhuge family has a sacred tower passed down from generation to generation, which contains many monsters and demons from the Three Kingdoms period to the present. If you go in and take a look, you might be able to get one or two new entries.

"Shao Jian, send a message to Uncle Master!"

"We'll go visit today!"

"Seal the gates, go!"

After comprehending the complete version of the Five Thunders Method, Yang Lingxiao's movements became even more elusive. He used to rely on the Five Elements Escape Technique, but now he directly relied on the thunder method to travel.

The lightning flashed and spread over a distance of dozens of feet.

Although it cannot be compared with the magical power of shrinking the earth into an inch, it is much faster than before.

"Master, wait for me, I haven't gotten on the thunder yet... Bah, I mean keep up!"

Fu Meng jumped up and rushed forward with his tongue wagging, like a mad dog with distemper.

"Chase!"

Captain Zuo carried a crescent-shaped sword and caught up with him in just three or two steps.

The rest of the people showed their special abilities and continued to chase.

This scene naturally attracted the attention of countless things.

A mountain stream.

"Who is it, who is it, who is it? Thunder magic doesn't cost money, right? You have too much mana and it burns quickly, right?"

A man who looked like a yamen runner looked at the thundering scene in the distance and started shouting.

Before he could finish his words, his companion covered his mouth and said, "Are you going to die? You even dare to stare at the people from Maoshan. Are you looking at them? Why don't you take your eyes away?"

"Who are you?!"

asked his companion.

"I am the servant of the City God!"

"But the people of Maoshan would kill the City God if they disagreed..."

"Grandpa City God, I've made it. Now that I'm back safe and sound!"

"..."

In Zhuge Kongping's Taoist temple.

"Oh my, I'm worthy of being the one who can even invite Junior-Nephew Ling Xiao. Come on, why don't you quickly pack up and prepare to welcome your Senior Brother?"

Zhuge Kongping said with joy in his face, holding a paper crane.

"But Dad, if we sweep any further we will have to lift up the floor!" said the son and several disciples holding brooms with bitter expressions.

At the same time, they were also vaguely curious.

Just who is this eldest senior brother, that his father and master take him so seriously?

"What nonsense!"

"Lift it up if you want!"

"By the way, where's that thing?"

Zhuge Kongping asked calmly.

An apprentice immediately stepped forward and said, "Master, we have placed them in the backyard according to your instructions."

"Baby, here I come!"

In a coffin in the backyard, a bronze-armored corpse bound by cinnabar ropes had begun to transform at some unknown time.

The brass-colored skin all over his body cracked inch by inch, revealing wrinkled skin that looked like silver.

That’s not all!

Its wrinkled skin shattered again, and finally turned into a dark gold color, but when it sensed the Taoist's aura, it turned back to its original brass color.

"What an extraordinary and domineering existence, tempered by countless secret techniques."

"Even though several of its orifices have been sealed, it still has such momentum!" Zhuge Kongping sighed, then opened the mouth of the bronze-armored corpse and found a handful of Chiyang glutinous rice wrapped in a talisman.

As if afraid that the corpse would come back to life, he pulled off a piece of yellow cloth and filled the coffin with glutinous rice.

In this case, you say you still want to transform into a zombie?

What if I have wisdom?

I have a handful of glutinous rice!

Another spell!

The bronze-armored corpse was really overjoyed.

But Zhuge Kongping did not notice that there was a wound on the neck of the bronze-armored corpse that was sutured with gold thread, and the golden thread on it was slowly exploding.

Time passed and it was night in the blink of an eye.

"You guys, what I value most in Maoshan is not cultivation!"

"The most important thing is the rules!"

Just as Zhuge Kongping was giving instructions to his son and several disciples, a sudden gust of cold wind made him subconsciously squint his eyes.

wrong!

My own temple is protected by a formation, and the cold wind cannot blow in at all.

unless……

Thinking of this, he suddenly raised his hand and threw out three copper coins.

Before the copper coin fell to the ground, the sound of armor rubbing against each other immediately rushed into his ears.

"Damn it, it's so fierce!!"

"Get into formation!"

As the formation lit up, black gas rose from the bamboo forest. The black gas condensed and turned into many ghost soldiers wearing armor and holding sharp weapons.

At the rear of the ghost soldiers were five figures riding on tall horses, holding weapons of various colors.

When the figure got closer, Zhuge Kongping's eyes narrowed.

……