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 talkative and will chatter endlessly when they catch someone.
Obviously, Taoist Priest Simu, who has a somewhat out-of-touch personality, is a chatty one. He finally met a live person like Hao Shuai. He pulled Hao Shuai along 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 about to get bright, Hao Shuai saw a small town in the distance. At this time, there was already smoke rising from the small town.
Simu did not lead Hao Shuai and his 'client' into the town, but came to a building not far outside the town. This was a small 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.
Because a large number of coffins are stored in the yizhuang, it makes the yizhuang look eerie and ominous. Therefore, 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!"
Taoist priest Simu knocked a few times in front of the door of Yizhuang. After a while, there was a noise in the courtyard, and then he saw a very ugly man with mushroom hair, wearing green robes, green trousers, and a yellow vest. The featured man yawned and opened 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 guard 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 blood, it doesn't matter. Things dare to run wild.
"Uncle Master, who is this person?" Wencai 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 Four Eyes.
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 calm and self-respect. When the man saw the four eyes, he smiled and cursed: "You ordered my apprentice to work as soon as you came here." .”
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 good temper and suppressed the excitement in his heart.
"Your apprentice is so lazy, so he should do more. Come, let me introduce to you. This is Hao Shuai, the good friend I made on the road." Taoist priest Simu replied, and then introduced Hao Shuai to Uncle Jiu.
"Junior has met Uncle Nine."
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 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 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 over 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 had already pretended that Huang Feihong, Wu Yazi and others did not exist at this moment.
"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. This innate master of martial arts is equivalent to the foundation-building period in monasticism. Uncle Jiu has 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. I wonder if I will 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 told the truth: "To be honest, I have been unable to break through the bottleneck in my practice for a long time. Therefore, I want to visit a famous teacher 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. And after passing 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 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 unparalleled monastic genius?
Isn’t this how the great men of all worlds complete their enlightenment?
Why did it get stuck when I got there?
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?"
