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"how-are-you?"

Zhang Tianshi looked at the man in front of him with sunken eye sockets, deep facial features, and a gloomy and bloody aura, and asked in lame foreign language.

"Old man, are you making claws? I know how to speak in Mandarin!"

Although he is a ghost, after all, he has been imprisoned in Youdu Prison for so many years, and he has long been able to speak Chinese Mandarin.

Zhang Tianshi almost choked when he heard the other party's accent from Xishu Province, and said: "Then you didn't tell me earlier!"

The grafter said: "You didn't even ask me!"

Zhang Tianshi touched his beard and asked: "What do you do? Why did my uncle send you to me all the way?"

Jie Li spread his hands and said, "You know what he is going to do. I was sent out without knowing anything."

Zhang Tianshi said: "I asked two questions, but you only answered one."

"Oh...I used to run a cult in a foreign country. Do you know the famous Hell Cult? At the beginning, the Holy See of the Kingdom of God was really troubled by me!" said the grafter very proudly.

Zhang Tianshi’s beard is shaking. Although he is a Tianshi from the Eastern Taoist Sect, is it too inappropriate for his uncle to arrange for a cultist to live with him?!

The limb grafter said: "Let me tell you...I killed eighteen people in one go and spliced ​​their limbs into the Gate of Hell. But just when I was about to succeed, I suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

A mute, with one punch, my brains almost exploded..."

"Later I found out that it turned out that one of my subordinates thought he was capable and was planning to recruit him into the religion. However, he talked too much and was killed."

"Those idiots below felt they were provoked, so they sent people to kill him. As a result, they all gave away food! In the end, they came to the headquarters single-handedly and almost punched me to death."

"Eh...I've also been unlucky for eight lifetimes, and I'm just a little short of completing the greatest work in the world..."

Zhang Tianshi couldn't help but shook his head when he heard these outrageous words about limb grafting.

After the limb was connected, he said: "I see that you, old man, have such a strong sense of immortality. Even at such a long age, your skin is still as tender as that of a little baby. Why don't you donate one of your hands to me? Maybe it can give me more inspiration..."

"

"By the way, I'm the one answering the questions, what do you do?"

Zhang Tianshi had a dark face and said coldly: "I am the Daoist Zhang Tianshi of Xuanwu Mountain Taoist Sect."

The smile suddenly froze on his face. He felt that this life was so fucking ridiculous. He was the leader of a cult and was actually placed next to a Taoist Celestial Master!

Zhang Tianshi was filled with murderous intent as he spoke, and said in a cold voice: "You want to use Pindao's hands to create a work of art, the Gate of Hell? Why don't Pindao twist your evil head's head first to sacrifice to Emperor Zhenwu Dangmo!"

While Zhang Tianshi was talking, he took out his copper-coin sword, as if he was calm and prepared to slay demons.

Jie Ji couldn't help but swallowed his saliva and said: "Boss, let me know that you are a heavenly master..."

Zhang Tianshi was stunned, why is this guy talking in Xiangshan dialect again?

"Although my friend is a cult, it is also a Western cult! You, a Taoist master from the East, why do you care about the affairs of the West? The West is under the control of the Holy Lord and his elders, not the Heavenly Lord!"

He said hurriedly, even taking a few steps back, because he felt strong murderous intent and danger from this bad old man.

When Zhang Tianshi heard this, he thought, this is the imperial accent again!

"Wait a minute, why do you have so many accents?!" Zhang Tianshi stopped with a dark face.

"Hey, that's not because there are too many people in the prison who talk a lot, and they just learn a sentence here and there..." said the patient with an innocent face, looking very aggrieved.

Zhang Tianshi shook his head helplessly, waved his hand, and said, "You continue."

He said: "Oh...I just said that the affairs of the West are in charge of the Holy Spirit. Why do you, the Heavenly Master of the Taoist Sect, care about the affairs of Western cults? Besides, I no longer believe in the God of Hell. I believe in Youdu."

The only true god who is not bad: Qi-I am invincible, the crooked-mouthed dragon king terminator, the iron-blooded headshot silent emperor, the great master-silent!"

Zhang Tianshi was stunned when he heard this, and finally determined that this ghost guy named Derek was probably a mental patient.

Zhang Tianshi sighed, put away the copper coin sword, and turned around, as if his back was to all living beings.

Jie Ji said: "Actually, I have already guessed what the second master wanted to do when he asked me to come over..."

Zhang Tianshi said: "Oh?"

He then said: "He also asked me to bring a token of the hapless Dracula Cult. He was probably trying to frame him up... Moreover, although our Hell Cult is already in ruins, it is still in Europe.

There is still some remaining power on the side.”

While talking, the limb took out a very mottled-looking cross carved with bats. This was something from the Dracula religion.

Zhang Tianshi didn't expect that the patient's guess would be so accurate, and said: "You are quite smart."

"Hey, those tricks of his are all leftover from the inmates in the prison. However, these skills are truly at their peak when he has them in his hands!" Jie Ji sighed.

Zhang Tianshi was once again speechless, and just silently recited the word "Blessings of Infinite Heavenly Lord" to stabilize his Taoist heart.

Jie Ji looked at Zhang Tianshi who had his back turned to him, and felt that Qi Bing was so awesome that he actually brought the Taoist Tianshi to Jingdao to help...

"I don't know who they are trying to mess with this time, but they actually caused such a big battle. The grandson is in dire straits. He doesn't have ten handfuls of 2 billion meters of gold, and his skin will probably peel off." said the grafter.

Zhang Tianshi couldn't help but feel that this guy was really noisy, so he just said coldly: "shut-fuck-up!"

When Zhang Tianshi heard this, he couldn't help being startled, and then he looked strange for a while. Hearing Zhang Tianshi's swear words, it was just as awkward and uncomfortable as Zhang Tianshi heard him speak Chinese dialect just now...

But Qi Dangxian, the instigator who sent the cultists to the Taoist Master's house, went to meet Qi Yunfeng and Liu Dafu successively after leaving.

He discussed the next operations with the two of them.

Then, he didn't forget to contact Xu Aoxue. After all, it was Xu Aoxue who said that if he wanted to kill Lan Yu as a proxy, he had to choose an excellent opportunity for Xu Aoxue. Only in this way can the effect of killing this person be maximized.

Qi Yunfeng has gradually controlled some of the power in the third room of the He family through the power of the Qi family, and is still advancing unhurriedly. He promised to fully support He Xiao's big picture cake, and gave He Xiao a piece of cake.

Full.

Liu Dafu, on the other hand, secretly transferred funds to help Qi Dangxian purchase a large ship from Lei's Shipbuilding.

Qi Dingxian also felt that everything was ready, and the only thing he owed was Dongfeng. Whether he could repay the money of the two big oligarchs in Snow Country all depended on this move.

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