Corpse driving sounds mysterious, but in fact it is extremely boring and boring. In order to prevent ordinary people from being frightened and the corpses exposed to the sun, corpse chasers usually go out at night and day, and walk on remote trails, sometimes for ten days.
Not seeing a living person for half a month has resulted in many corpse chasers being either boring gourds who can't hold in a fart for a long time, or they are chatty and chatter endlessly when they catch someone.
Obviously, Taoist Priest Simu, who has a somewhat out-of-touch personality, is a talkative person. It was not easy for him to meet such a live person like Hao Shuai. He pulled Hao Shuai all the way down and told him anecdotes about his corpse removal.
Hao Shuai, who was new to this world, was also happy to know some things about the zombie world through Simu's mouth, because he was a good person to praise and occasionally expressed his own opinions.
The two of them chatted happily and walked toward the town. When the sky was getting brighter, Hao Shuai saw a small town in the distance. At this time, there was already smoke rising from the kitchen in the small town.
Simu did not take Hao Shuai and his 'client' into the town, but came to a building not far outside the town. This was a two-story building with two words written on the plaque on the door.
The big character——Yizhuang!
Yizhuang is a public morgue, similar to today's morgues. The dead bodies in Yizhuang are those who have no family or friends to bury them, or relatives and friends temporarily store the corpses here, or they died in unknown ways and died unjustly.
a concentration of people.
Due to the large number of coffins stored in the yizhuang, the yizhuang looks eerie and ominous, so yizhuang is usually built some distance away from the villages and towns, making it appear relatively secluded.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
"Senior brother, are you here? Open the door!"
The four-eyed Taoist priest knocked a few times in front of the Yizhuang door. After a while, there was a noise in the courtyard, and then he saw a man with a mushroom head, wearing a green robe, green trousers, and a yellow vest. He was very ugly.
Featured man yawning as he opens the door.
As soon as Hao Shuai saw the man's prematurely aging appearance, he knew that this man must be Uncle Jiu's funny apprentice Wen Cai.
Seeing such an ugly literary talent, Hao Shuai also spent some effort not to laugh.
In fact, as early as when he first started traveling through the world, Hao Shuai discovered that the characters in the world he traveled through were still somewhat different from those in movies and TV series. Although they still looked a bit like some actors, they had slight changes.
Generally speaking, the characters have become more in line with the settings of the plot characters. For example, the beautiful women are more beautiful, and the ugly ones are also uglier.
"It's my uncle, why are you here so early!" Wencai said sleepily after seeing that the person knocking on the door was his uncle.
"The sun is almost out, it's still early!" Simu first glared at Wen Cai, then turned to look at Hao Shuai, and said, "I'm sorry, my senior brother is the guardian of Yizhuang, so I can only trouble you to stay here temporarily."
"It doesn't matter, I can do it." To other people, Yizhuang might be a little unlucky and fearful, but to Hao Shuai, it doesn't matter. Not to mention that there is a Taoist master living like this, but with his own energy and blood, it doesn't matter.
Things dare to run wild.
"Uncle Master, who is this person?" Wen Cai then spotted Hao Shuai behind his eyes and asked curiously.
"This is a good brother I met in the mountains, why do you care so much! Go and prepare the bed, I'm exhausted." The four-eyed messenger called Wen Cai to come without any courtesy.
"Oh, okay, uncle." Wencai went back to the room to make the bed for Taoist Priest Simu.
At this time, a middle-aged man about forty years old with some gray hair walked out of the back room. He gave off an air of indignity and self-reliance. After seeing the four eyes, the man smiled and cursed: "You ordered my apprentice to work as soon as you came here."
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Looking at the familiar middle-aged man in front of him, Hao Shuai was still a little excited, just like later generations of fans meeting their idols. However, Hao Shuai had a pretty good character and suppressed the excitement in his heart.
"Your apprentice is so lazy, you should do more work. Come, let me introduce to you. This is Hao Shuai, a good friend I made on the road." Taoist priest Simu replied, and then introduced Hao Shuai to Uncle Jiu.
"Junior has met Uncle Jiu."
Hao Shuai quickly and respectfully bowed to Uncle Jiu. He wanted to apprentice with Uncle Jiu, so he had to leave some good impression.
"Oh, you're welcome. You're just a guest. Let's sit inside." Uncle Jiu also had a good impression of Hao Shuai. After all, no one would dislike a junior with top-notch looks and dignified manners for no reason.
After the three of them entered the room and sat down, Uncle Jiu asked curiously: "Junior brother, how did you meet Mr. Hao so early in the morning?"
From the fact that Uncle Jiu calls Hao Shuai sir, it can be seen that Uncle Jiu is quite open-minded, which is probably related to the place where he lives.
"Oh, well, you know that I always walk at night. Last night in the dense forest far away from Renjia Town, I met Hao Xiaoyou who was rushing there." Taoist priest Simu told how he met Hao Shuai.
For a moment.
When Uncle Jiu heard that Si Mu said that Hao Shuai's energy and blood were like a rainbow, he opened his celestial eyes and looked at him without believing in evil. The result was the same as Si Mu's, he was blinded by the titanium alloy eyes.
"Mr. Hao, could you please tell me where you studied? What is your current state?" asked the secretly surprised Uncle Jiu.
"I have martial arts passed down from my family. Now I have barely practiced martial arts to the innate realm." Hao Shuai has already become Huang Feihong at this moment, and Wu Yazi and others no longer exist.
"What?"
"What?"
Hao Shuai's "frankness" shocked Uncle Jiu and Simu and stood up. You must know that in this era of law-ending, innate masters of martial arts are very rare. Such innate masters of martial arts are equivalent to the foundation-building period in monasticism.
Uncle Jiu only entered the foundation building stage this year, and his junior brother is still lingering in the Qi refining stage. (Xiantian, Grandmaster, and Grand Master are all actually considered to be innate stages, but the degree of condensation of the true energy in the body is different.)
"No wonder your energy and blood are so amazing." Uncle Jiu said with the same expression.
"Uncle Jiu, you are an elder. Just call me Hao Shuai. I have a gracious request. I hope Uncle Jiu can agree."
"Oh, Hao Shuai, tell me."
"I would like to take Uncle Jiu as my disciple, but I wonder if I would have the honor." Hao Shuai took the opportunity to propose.
"Since Hao Shuai has returned from studying abroad and has profound martial arts training, why do you still want to worship me as your teacher?" Hao Shuai's request made Uncle Jiu a little confused for a while, as did Taoist Priest Simu beside him.
Hao Shuai truthfully told the truth: "To be honest, I have a bottleneck in my practice that I have been unable to break through for a long time. Therefore, I want to visit a famous master to learn how to practice Taoism. There are always similarities in all kinds of cultivation in the world. Maybe it can help me break through. But before I passed it, I told him the truth.
Along the way, Taoist Master Four Eyes introduced me, and I think there are few people in the world who can compare with Uncle Jiu. So~~"
Hao Shuai knew that Uncle Jiu was serious and concerned about face, so it would never hurt to say more good things.
Uncle Jiu pondered for a long time, but he did not agree to accept Hao Shuai as his disciple.
Hao Shuai saw that this process was wrong!
Isn't it a normal process that as soon as Uncle Jiu made a request to become a disciple, Uncle Jiu couldn't wait to agree because of his unrivaled monastic genius?
Isn’t this how the great men of all worlds complete their enlightenment?
Why is it stuck when I get here?
Am I not handsome enough? Or am I not a monastic genius?
Hao Shuai, who thought for a long time but couldn't come up with a reason, simply asked directly: "Uncle Jiu, are you worried about this?"