Early the next morning, when it was just dawn, the security team members came back yawning one by one with heavy dark circles under their eyes.
As soon as they entered the inn, it was as if their bones had been ripped out. They were swaying all over the floor. Aqiang and Awei were the worst. Even if they hit their heads with a stone, they just let out an ouch and moved to another place. Within seconds, he fell asleep breathing evenly.
Uncle Jiu's face turned dark, and he had the intention to step forward and kick this incompetent apprentice, but after hesitating for a moment, he gave up the plan.
He walked slowly to a table of the Eight Immortals, lifted up his clothes, and sat down gracefully.
The little girl brought a bowl of hot tea, looked at the tired look of the security team, and asked curiously: "Just tell me, what's going on?"
"Forget it, I was lying in wait in the woods all night. Not to mention the bandits, there wasn't even a trace of a ghost!"
When Uncle Jiu said this, his teeth were itching with hatred, and he glared at his apprentice Aqiang fiercely.
Fortunately, Aqiang had fallen asleep now, otherwise just this look would have been enough to make him shiver on the spot.
"Ah? How could this happen!"
The little girl covered her mouth in surprise.
Uncle Jiu shook his head, obviously unwilling to say more. He picked up the hot tea and took a sip. The hot water flowed down his throat and into his stomach. His whole body warmed up, and even his slightly sluggish spirit improved a lot.
He looked up at the position of the stairs and asked, "How about those four people?"
The younger sister also looked back to make sure there was no movement, and then lowered her voice and said: "It's very quiet. My dad said there was no movement all night! When I got up in the morning, I went to change the hot water and knocked on it. Knock on the door, everyone is here!”
Uncle Jiu nodded: "Good over there!"
"By the way, arrange a room for this guy, he will live here for a while!"
Uncle Jiu was referring to Mao Shanming.
This guy was unlucky. He didn't offend anyone. First he was beaten up for no reason, and then he was tied up and kept in the woods all night. Not to mention that he didn't sleep a wink all night. Those who are single are bitten by mosquitoes, rats, and ants. The pimple is enough for him to bear.
What the hell is this!
Mao Shanming was full of resentment, but he also knew that as a wandering Taoist priest, he could not use magic spells and could not recite sutras. Apart from being deceived and abducted by ghosts, he had no means to support himself.
Things like ghosts, which specialize in attracting negative luck, can't be unlucky if you follow them around.
At this time, footsteps suddenly appeared on the second floor.
The little girl looked up and saw Lan Weiwei walking down neatly dressed. After seeing the people staggering around in the lobby on the first floor, she was slightly stunned and glanced at Uncle Jiu again. The two nodded to each other. Then he spoke to his little sister.
"Everyone is up, the store will prepare some breakfast!"
"Can rice porridge steamed buns be good? Our store has fresh pickles, which are very delicious to eat with rice porridge!" the girl recommended.
Lan Weiwei was not very satisfied, but considering the background of this plane, she nodded, took out a piece of broken silver with her backhand, raised her hand and threw it over.
The little girl hurriedly finished her work and put her hands together to express her gratitude.
When Lan Weiwei turned around and returned to the second floor, the younger sister turned to look at Uncle Jiu.
Uncle Jiu seemed to have thought of something and said, "Show me the silver!"
"oh!"
The little girl quickly stretched out her hand, and a piece of irregular-shaped silver lay quietly in the palm of her hand.
Uncle Jiu stretched out two fingers and added up the pieces of silver. He frowned and looked at them for a while before placing them back in his little sister's hand.
The younger sister was a little confused: "Uncle Ninth? Is something wrong?"
"Silver is good silver, even the best horseshoe silver can't be compared. Such silver can be exchanged for about twice as much in the market, but she threw it out easily, as if she didn't care at all. You said, she has No problem?" Uncle Jiu looked at his little sister.
The younger sister didn’t understand why: “Is there still a problem with giving money for food?”
Uncle Jiu was stunned for a moment, then laughed dumbly: "Yes, you are right, it is natural to give money to eat, there is absolutely no problem! I hope I am overthinking it!"
"Uncle Jiu, what exactly do you want to say?" The younger sister really didn't understand.
Uncle Jiu shook his head and did not explain any more. He waved his hand and asked the younger sister to go down and prepare breakfast for Gao Ning and others.
After drinking a cup of hot tea, he looked at the security team members who were all asleep and snoring one after another. He shook his head and stood up to leave.
At this moment, a heavy iron ball smashed through the wall without warning, hitting him like a cannonball.
Uncle Jiu's reaction was not untimely. He immediately lay on the ground. The iron ball passed by the tip of his nose and then kicked the iron chain connected behind him violently.
The iron ball was attacked, its power was instantly reduced, and it actually rose slightly upwards by a few centimeters.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Uncle Jiu rolled around like a lazy donkey, and then picked up a Lu Feiyan. Like a big bird, he jumped up and landed on an Eight Immortals table without any fireworks.
He stood with his hands flat on one foot and the other foot tucked behind his leg. His whole body was like a crane, with extremely sharp eyes.
"It's amazing. As expected, martial arts and Taoism are indistinguishable. You are worthy of being a Taoist priest!"
A loud voice like thunder rang out in the yard, and then the iron chain straightened, and the huge iron ball was violently pulled back.
A hole had just been opened in the poor wall. When the iron ball returned, it simply expanded the hole more than five times and opened a door in the wall.
From the expanded angle of view of the door, you can just see a strong man wearing a white training suit, only two and a half meters tall, with bulging muscles and an extremely round appearance. He is standing there with bare feet and his right hand. He grasped the iron ball as lightly as nothing, and put the iron chain on his left hand.
The hairy beard that looked like steel needles reflected the light in the sun. Combined with his ferocious and terrifying smile and his white teeth, he didn't look like a good person.
Uncle Jiu just glanced at it and became alert.
But then he noticed something was wrong. There was no fire in the man in front of him.
it's out of the question!
As long as you are a human being, even if you are born a fool, even if you are possessed by an evil spirit, you cannot extinguish the three fires at the same time.
Only the dead have no fire.
But then, Uncle Jiu saw three small but extremely hot flames in the shadow of Fatty.
"There is actually a second person!"
Uncle Jiu felt awe-struck in his heart. He no longer hesitated and took a step forward. He glided more than ten meters in the air like a big bird and got out of the big hole with great flexibility.
Before landing, more than a dozen yellow talismans suddenly rushed out of the two large sleeve robes.
These yellow symbols seemed to be pulled by steel wires, or turned into steel plates, which were straight and angular and rushed toward each other.
The fat man acted as if he didn't see it, and stood there carelessly, but the hand holding the iron ball used a little force to squeeze the thin iron chain on the child's arm, making a creaking sound.
When Huang Fu was about to touch the fat man, a figure suddenly emerged from the shadows. He was extremely fast, like a gust of wind, and in just a few seconds, he split all Huang Fu into two with extremely cleverness.
The yellow talisman trembled slightly in the air, and the command talisman drawn with a red pen suddenly turned red and exploded.
The short figure took this opportunity to pull away. Instead of retreating, he rushed towards the inn.
Uncle Jiu secretly screamed that something was wrong, and stepped on the ground. Just when he was about to pursue and intercept him, he suddenly felt that there was wind behind his head.
He changed the direction almost reflexively, and then saw the huge iron ball almost grazing his ear and hitting the ground.
The ground, which had been pounded repeatedly until no trace of ruts was left, suddenly exploded into a large crater. The gravel flew in all directions, large and small mixed together, like sharp knives.
Uncle Jiu paused, and with a wave of his right sleeve, all the stones that were shot in his direction were collected.
"Despicable! Who are you? Why did you sneak attack on me?"
Uncle Jiu stared at the fat man closely and asked sternly.
The fat man had no intention of answering. His eyes were wide and round, his face was red, and even his bald head was faintly glowing, as if he felt joy from the bottom of his heart after seeing Uncle Jiu.
However...this kind of joy is obviously not what Uncle Jiu wants.
But before he finished speaking, two or three short screams came from the inn.
It felt like I was awakened by severe pain in my sleep and died before I could finish my screams.
Uncle Jiu's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly wanted to pull away to save others.
But the big iron ball on the ground seemed to have self-awareness, and suddenly returned, passing by Uncle Jiu again.
But this time, Uncle Jiu didn't have time to dodge. A layer of skin was scratched on his ear, and thin blood flowed along the auricle to the earlobe, accumulated, and then dripped.
Drops of blood spread on his shoulders, looking so dazzling.
Uncle Jiu was furious. He took two steps back, clapped his hands together, and twisted them together. Inexplicably, a small pile of yellow paper appeared in his previously empty palms.
He wiped his own blood with his right hand, slapped it on the yellow paper, and then spat out his palm, shaking the yellow paper out, covering the fat man like a goddess scattering flowers.
The fat man raised his eyebrows, obviously confused.
But this is not a big problem. He has a way of convincing people with force. No matter what magic tricks you have, I will just hit him with one ball and see if you can bear it.
He threw the iron ball without hesitation.
At the same time, Uncle Jiu clapped his hands violently, chopped his right foot hard, and said loudly: "Qiankun Demon Subduing Formation, get up!"
A tiny flash of electric light jumped out from the top yellow paper. As soon as it flashed out, it connected all the blood-stained yellow papers at a speed that was imperceptible to the naked eye.
It was just a lump of blood before, but after being stimulated by the electric current, it slowly penetrated and formed one after another with different patterns, but generally similar lines.
At this moment, the fat man's iron ball hit the yellow paper in front of him, and the fluttering yellow paper suddenly flashed with an electric light, as if it had turned into a copper wall.
He just floated in the air and hit hard with the iron ball.
The sound of heavy blows echoed inside the formation, and at the same time there was an electric current being fired, which densely gathered on the iron ball and spread to the fat man along the iron chain.
A large amount of electric current flows from top to bottom, converging on Fatty's body, just like thousands of rivers flowing back to the North Sea. The momentum is also quite astonishing.
The fat man was huge and powerful, but he still trembled and fell to the ground after being shocked by the electric shock. He seemed to be no different from ordinary people.
"Oops!"
Inside the inn, the monkey let out a scream, and then jumped out of it with somersaults in an extreme acrobatic movement.
While he was flying in the air, dull sounds continued to be heard from inside the inn, and brass bullets flew out one after another as if they were free of charge.
Others don't care and seem to be chasing the monkeys.
As the monkey gradually retreated, the man's true appearance was revealed inside the inn. It turned out to be Liu Dabao who had changed his clothes and was dressed like the Terminator.
He held a weird firearm with a strange shape and extremely eye-catching shape in both hands. He just kept pulling the trigger, and the bullets continued to shoot out at extremely fast speeds, almost biting the monkey's tail and attacking.
The bullet casings were like raindrops falling during a heavy rainstorm. In just a few seconds, a large number gathered.
But Liu Dabao didn't even look at it. Instead, he had a weird and excited smile on his lips. He kept pointing his gun at the monkey and never relaxed for a moment.
At this point, the two masters of the sneak attack were suppressed.
Uncle Jiu was just a little embarrassed, but the people in the security team had suffered a tragic accident.
Several guys who were leaning against the door and sleeping in strange postures were unconscious. At this time, each of them either had a gash in their neck and the ground was stained with blood, or they had a deep wound on their heart, even if they were completely dead. , stopped twitching, but blood was still pouring out from the heart.
Lan Weiwei stood at the stairs on the second floor and counted briefly, looking a little surprised.
"This little dwarf is so powerful. In just a few seconds, he actually killed four people, and each of them died in a different way!"
Gao Ning was noncommittal and didn't say a word.
At this time, he was sitting on the second floor by the window with his old spirit, his elbows resting on the wooden table and chairs, his chin resting on his palms, tilting his head and watching the fight in the yard.
Uncle Jiu is worthy of being the ceiling of combat power in this world. Not only is there an endless stream of Taoist techniques, but he is also good at catching zombies and ghosts. He can even do tricks with formations.
Maoshan Taoist priests should have been unable to compete with a land tank like Fatty, but Uncle Jiu just scattered a bunch of yellow talismans and drew the ground as a prison, trapping Fatty inside.
It's okay that he doesn't attack, but his mobility is restricted. If he dares to attack with the formation, he will receive ruthless electric shocks.
Even if the fat man's physique was raised to an inhuman level, he would not be able to withstand such a dense current.
After testing three or four times in a row, the fat man finally understood what it meant to be stronger than others. He obediently threw away the iron ball in his hand, sat down on the ground, and stopped struggling.
At this time, the monkey, who was constantly being chased and shot by Liu Dabao, was getting tired of avoiding it.
He sneered in his heart, and a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
You can actually bring firearms in!
This guy must have space equipment on him. Well, I will choose you as the target this time!
