Chapter 41: Copper Horns and Golden Coffin(1/2)
Qi training and cultivation improved again, which made Yang An realize that it is not a good thing to practice Taoism and practice hard.
I spent a few days of relatively leisurely time at Simu's house, hiking mountains and catching fish. During this period, under Jiale's warm introduction, I got to know their neighbors, Master Ikkyu and his apprentice Jingjing.
Of course, Jiale introduced Yang An and Master Yixiu to each other, while Jiale was chatting with Qingqing.
Yang An didn't have a camera in his hand, otherwise he would take a picture and let him compare with Wen Cai to see who is the ultimate licker.
During the conversation with Master Yixiu, Yang An finally learned that Master Yixiu had been his neighbor for several years and that Qingqing was his recent disciple.
When the two of them were talking, Jiale followed Qingqing like a tail, his thoughts clearly revealed.
Good guy, if Uncle Jiu and Daoist Four Eyes had such shame when they were young, they wouldn't fall asleep alone holding the quilt now.
Seeing this, Master Ikkyu was actually happy to see this situation.
During this leisurely period, Yang An also saw how Taoist Four Eyes and Master Yixiu interacted with each other.
daytime.
As soon as it's time to eat, put the dishes in your hands and stay away from the table to avoid harming the fish in the pond.
Four Eyes and Master Ikkyu wanted to take action while chatting.
As soon as you do it, you won't want to eat anymore, and there will be disaster if there are people around you.
When Yang An saw it for the first time, he managed to hide quickly, which disappointed Jiale and Qingqing who wanted to see a good show.
night.
Master Yixiu started banging wooden fish and reciting Buddhist scriptures, which made him unable to sleep peacefully.
The four-eye method tricks Master Yixiu back.
The two will start a new round of fighting and enjoy it endlessly.
During this period of time, Yang An's Qi training reached the limit again, but his martial arts cultivation did not improve much. Only by breaking the mirror can he improve again.
Yang An felt that martial arts would soon break.
That afternoon, a group of people wearing Qing Dynasty official uniforms appeared in this remote place.
"Be careful."
The male duck-like scolding sound attracted the attention of Yang An and others.
"Senior Brother Qianhe."
Use your four eyes to identify the person coming.
"Let's go out and meet your Uncle Qianhe."
Four eyes pulled Yang An and Jiale out to meet the people and horses coming.
Yang An and Jiale learned the four-eye etiquette and greeted Qianhe.
"Senior brother, have you accepted a new apprentice?"
Qianhe saw Yang An and asked with a smile.
He had met Jiale, but not Yang An, and thought that Simu had accepted a new disciple.
"Junior brother, I have misunderstood. Yang An is the new disciple of Senior Brother Lin Jiu. He has come to stay with me for a while."
"I didn't expect Senior Brother Lin Jiu to accept a disciple again. Well, that's good."
Qianhe noticed the Taoist aura on Yang An and nodded.
"How are senior brothers Lin Jiu doing lately?"
"Master is in good health, but I miss you all a little bit."
Yang An replied with a smile.
He knew that the final mission had begun.
Master Ikkyu on the side also seemed to know Taoist Qianhe, and the two said hello.
Several people were chatting happily, when a discordant voice broke their conversation.
"What are you doing here?"
The male duck-like voice sounded again.
"Master Wu, I'll borrow some glutinous rice from my senior brother."
"Sticky rice?"
After hearing that he was borrowing glutinous rice, Wu Shilang was going to scold him.
"Master Wu, let's take a rest here."
After remaining silent, the child dressed in dragon-embroidered brocade clothes spoke up and gave instructions.
"Okay, listen to the young prince."
Wu Shilang asked the people who were carrying the young prince to slowly put the young prince down and serve him forward and backward.
"Jia Le, give me the glutinous rice to your Uncle Qianhe."
After Shimu ordered Jiale, he walked to the coffin escorted by Qianhe and others.
"The golden coffin with copper horns is wrapped with an ink bucket net. Could it be that..."
"Yes, they are zombies."
Chizuru didn't hide anything and said directly.
"Uncle, why don't you burn it on the spot? Last time, my master and I met someone who didn't want to burn zombies. Later, that person was bitten to death by zombies."
Yang An reminded kindly.
Although burning it directly will reduce the harvest from the fire point, it can save the lives of several Qianhe masters and disciples.
Chizuru shook his head.
"Hey, this zombie is a royal zombie and cannot be burned. We need to send it to the capital as soon as possible to wait for the emperor to punish him."
"Court."
He muttered something with his eyes and fell silent.
As a practitioner, there are some forces that cannot be offended.
"Debts of gratitude must be repaid."
Chizuru said helplessly.
"This royal zombie is unusual. It has a strong zombie aura. Junior brother, please be careful."
All I can do is remind you.
Yang An knows that there are some things that cannot be stopped at all.
Even if he wants to do something, not only Taoist priest Qianhe will stop him, but also the officers and soldiers such as Wu Shilang who are following him.
"Why don't you take down the tent and let the sun dry out some of the corpse air."
Seeing that the topic was heavy, Master Ikkyu changed the subject and suggested.
Upon hearing this, Taoist Master Qianhe quickly ordered his four disciples from the southeast, northwest and northwest to dismantle the tents.
Simu wanted to say something, but waved his hands helplessly.
Wu Shilang, who was waiting on the young prince, saw this and asked why the tent was demolished.
Simu wanted to explain, but was scolded by Wu Shilang, and he became very angry.
Master Ikkyu on the side saw this and kept snickering.
"If you speak slowly, you won't get anything to say; if you speak quickly, you will be scolded. It's really hard to be a human being. It's good to be good."
Seeing that the two of them were starting again, Yang An quickly took two steps back.
He looked at the golden coffin. The thick corpse aura inside was still strong under the sunlight. This zombie was not simple. The corpse aura was heavier than that of Mr. Ren, and its strength was unfathomable.
It is really strange to transport such a zombie to Beijing at this time.
Jiale then trotted over with a glutinous rice bag.
"Uncle Master, Nuomi."
Chizuru nodded and looked at Shimu.
"Senior brother, thank you."
"You're welcome, I hope you won't need this bag of glutinous rice."
Wishes with four eyes.
"We've set off, why are we still delayed?"
Wu Shilang's male duck sounded again.
"Let's go, let's go."
To be continued...