The old Taoist's identity as a night watchman is actually very strict.

Because it uses heart transmission, not body transmission.

"It's a bit like the inheritance method of Tibetan Buddhism, you know." The old Taoist explained to Zhou Jiuyi.

"Then you are unlucky disciple," Zhou Jiuyi looked at Ling Yunzhi who was lying on the ground and turned over and slept with a headache: "Is it your only heir to the night watchman status?"

The old Taoist smiled bitterly and nodded: "Not only that, but the moment I looked at him, I realized that his previous life was my senior brother."

"Although my senior brother is very cruel to me on weekdays, he kicks me at every turn. He always goes to pick up girls in my name, which makes me more romantic and vain debt for no reason." The old Taoist recalled his senior brother's various actions back then, and couldn't help but burst into tears: "But my senior brother saved me countless times after all, and even if my little disciple is not someone who can inherit my identity, I will not give up."

"Huh?" Zhou Jiuyi discovered a blind spot: "You always slapped your apprentice's ass before. Did you take the plane to take revenge, old Taoist?"

"How is that possible!" The old Taoist priest looked righteous, and he refuted Zhou Jiuyi's accusations in a slight manner: "I'm not that kind of person!"

From your reaction, you can see that you are such a person!

The situation is even more complicated now, and Zhou Jiuyi also started to have a headache: "What should I do now? No matter whether he was your good senior brother in his previous life, now that he has been selected by the God of Plague, how can he be your night watchman? Is he ringing the death knell for himself? Isn't this a spy? Or a traitor?"

"No matter what, since the reason has been found out, I know that he will not die so easily." The old Taoist looked happy and sad. The happy thing was that the reason why his apprentice was always sick was found. If he became sick in the future, he would not die.

What is sad is that his good disciple, and he doesn't know anything, and he becomes a human traitor. How can he inherit his mantle?

"Since I have reached the current level, I won't hide it from you." Zhou Jiuyi said lightly and threw out a shocking thunder: "Do you know, the incarnation of the Mold God in the world is dead."

The old Taoist looked like an animation effect on TV, and his neck twisted around one by one, his face full of disbelief and hopelessness: "What did you say? You say it again?"

Zhou Jiuyi repeated this kind of landmine melon just to share with others. Seeing them as upset and frustrated as they were before, they would be satisfied with their faces of bolt from the blue.

This is the fun of beating the drum and passing melons!

"Oh my god..." The old Taoist suddenly stared at his disciple: "If even the bad god can die, can this plague god be killed!"

Zhou Jiuyi didn't expect that the old Taoist could think so. Could this guy lying on the ground be the illegitimate son of this old man? Can he even do this to this extent?

"You wait first," Zhou Jiuyi dispelled the old Taoist's whimsical thoughts: "I'll analyze it with you, see if what I'm saying is right."

The old Taoist took a look at the ears and said that he was listening carefully.

"The time when this bad god came to the world is unknown, but before and after I woke up, that is, this year, she died."

"I originally thought that after the Mold God died, the world was affected and the disease began to appear. Now we know that the plague god has also come to the world. So is this disease caused by Mold God's death or the revenge of the plague god?"

"At the same time, the talismans that are shining with the strong gods are popular in the world. They are basically spread through the Internet, making people have no idea who is behind them. And now there is an out-of-control phenomenon of killing innocent people indiscriminately."

"Are these guys hidden behind the Internet humans, demons, Taoist sects, or other forces we don't know?"

"Finally, there is something that I care a lot." Zhou Jiuyi was not so much about analyzing the old Taoist, but rather integrating the existing conditions to himself: "The news I received was that God intervened in the underworld affairs, and all the related King of Hell were investigated. So was the King of Hell built up by God with one hand?"

"If God also has our seven emotions and six desires and our desire for power, then is God still God?"

Zhou Jiuyi and Ling Yunzhi, who was behind the old Taoist, turned over again and even snored slightly.

"I'll start investigating the online sales you mentioned when I go back." The old Taoist stood up and patted the dust that did not exist on his pants. After staying with Zhou Jiuyi for a long time, he easily felt like a fool. He took care of Boss Zhou's clothes and pants and put them on his apprentice who was still walking the birds in front of the two. Just like an old father who was taking care of his older paralyzed son, he also sighed while wearing it: "I suggested that my apprentice parents give birth to another one, saying that his brothers and sisters often go up the mountain to contact him more, which can alleviate his condition. In fact, it's not that there is no idea that if my apprentice can't save him, they have a future generation."

Zhou Jiuyi glanced at Ling Yunzhi, and saw that the guy was still closed with his eyes, for fear that he would not know that he was pretending to be asleep, so he didn't expose him. He said directly: "Your apprentice's parents are not fools, so they can naturally understand your implications. Besides, being able to send your children up the mountain instead of seeking medical treatment is a way to treat them. If you don't say it, you will have another one. What you said is just a step to give them a step."

The old Taoist was still competing with his clothes, but he didn't realize that his apprentice had woken up. He casually echoed: "Yes, his parents may have given up long ago, but they are all right. The etiquette is not bad at all during the holidays, so you can't find any faults. But my apprentice is not a real fool. Every time I go home, I leave with great enthusiasm and come back with a drooping head. People's hearts are full of flesh. Even if both of them are their own children, they will have some preferences. Human feelings and human feelings."

"I want me to tell you, your apprentice is just pretentious." Zhou Jiuyi knew that Ling Yunzhi had woken up, and this was just pointing at him: "How many parents just let their children die after they knew that they were seriously ill and were sent to you. Like his parents, they did not give up until the last moment. How many people could there be? Moreover, you, a master, not only did not give up, but also used your life to prolong his child's life. It was obvious that he wanted to inherit his legacy in the future, but his senior brother was not jealous. If it were me, he would have been so beautiful that he had laughed in his dreams. What was he still dissatisfied with?"

The stupid master didn't hear that Zhou Jiuyi was standing up for him and defended his apprentice: "Oh, Boss Zhou, you don't understand. The children nowadays are not like your demon clan, nor are they like ours in the past. They are all like this in their generation..."

“Master…”

Ling Yunzhi couldn't pretend anymore. He held the master's hand that was dressing him and looked up at Boss Zhou.

Zhou Jiuyi looked at him with a smile, wanting to hear what he could say.

"Master, no matter how tight you are, you will strangle me to death..."
Chapter completed!