After receiving Qianzhe's approval, he looked at Qianzhe worriedly and asked: "It's a zombie, why don't you burn him?"
"Alas~" Qianhe sighed softly and said helplessly: "This zombie belongs to the frontier royal family and cannot be burned. We have to transport it to Beijing as soon as possible and wait for the emperor's death."
Taoist Master Qianhe's words almost made Hao Shuai laugh out loud. It's already the Republic of China, and although Puyi has not been driven out of the Forbidden City yet, anyone with a discerning eye knows that the Qing Dynasty is over.
Unexpectedly, there are still so many old and young people from the Qing Dynasty who miss the Qing Dynasty!
Shimu also understood that Qianhe was taking people's money, so he could only eliminate disasters for people, and had no right to deal with this zombie, so he could only shake his head.
"Taoist Master Qianhe, why don't you dismantle the tent and let it absorb sunlight and reduce the corpse energy." At this time, Ikkyu suddenly said as he walked around the golden coffin.
After taking a look at the tent, Chizuru seemed to suddenly realize something. "That's right, thank you Master for your guidance."
Then he ordered his four apprentices to dismantle the tents in the southeast, northwest, and northwest.
Hao Shuai, who knew the direction of the plot, did not say anything to stop this action. In order to ensure that the zombies could be struck by lightning smoothly, Hao Shuai had to let the plot proceed as it should, so that he could get a mutated and powerful zombie.
"What are you doing, why are you dismantling the tent?" The sissy steward's voice interrupted Hao Shuai's thinking.
Taoist priest Qianhe hurriedly stepped forward and explained the reason to Guanshi Wu. Guanshi Wu was a layman and didn't understand anything about this. Hearing what Taoist Qianhe said so clearly, he didn't stop him.
After a while, Jiale brought the glutinous rice over.
After getting the glutinous rice, Taoist priest Qianhe, Taoist Shimu and others exchanged a few words and then continued on their way under the urging of steward Wu.
Watching Qianhe and others leave, he sighed quietly: "I hope this glutinous rice will not be used."
After the team left, Jiale looked at the bronze-horned golden coffin going away and said with unfinished meaning.
"This coffin is very beautiful. It must be very valuable."
Taoist priest Simu said to Jiale in a matter-of-fact tone.
"Of course, it's made of gold."
When Jiale heard this, he said with a determined look on his face.
"Well, if I have a chance in the future, I will definitely work hard to make money and buy an exact replica of your filial master."
Hao Shuai was covering his forehead as he listened. Jiale was good at everything, except that he was just like a literary scholar, speaking without thinking through his brain.
The four eyes looked at Jiale with an unlucky look, and Ikkyu took the opportunity to fan the flames and said, "You are a very filial young man, hahaha."
To Ikkyu's joke, Shimu rarely refuted, but instead looked up at the sky, always feeling uneasy.
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Perhaps in response to Shimu's uneasiness, after dinner in the evening, the sky suddenly became dense with dark clouds.
Hao Shuai looked at the sky, declined the invitation to have tea with Simu, and took Ren Tingting back to his small villa. He knew it was time for him to set off, otherwise he would not be able to save Taoist Master Qianhe.
But before setting off, just in case, Hao Shuai left the Thousand-Year Lightning Peach Wood Sword that he had been practicing for more than half a month to Ren Tingting for self-defense, and gave her an amulet painted with his own blood.
After doing this, Hao Shuai left the villa and took advantage of the darkness to fly directly towards the direction where Qianhe's team disappeared just now.
It was impossible for Qianhe's team to carry something as heavy as a copper-horned gold coffin very far. They only walked twenty or thirty miles in half a day. Hao Shuai quickly found Qianhe and the others in a forest.
However, Hao Shuai did not appear rashly. Instead, he landed on a branch and looked at Qianhe and the others from a distance. He didn't dare to stay in the air during thunder and rain. It would be funny if the lightning struck him instead of the zombies.
The lessons learned from the past were still fresh in his mind. Hao Shuai clearly remembered how his senior Steve was struck to death by lightning.
Not long after Hao Shuai arrived, it began to rain heavily. Hao Shuai felt that the rain came out of nowhere, as if it came specifically to wash away the ink net on the golden coffin.
Faced with the sudden heavy rain, the convoy was obviously panicked. Steward Wu was soaked in the rain and kept waving a wet sweat towel to instruct the officers and soldiers to seize the time to set up tents.
Under Wu Guanshi's constant urging, the officers and soldiers finally built a tent. At this time, Taoist Master Qianhe hurriedly found Wu Guanshi and wanted Shoucai to go in first.
Just now, Taoist Master Qianhe discovered that the ink bucket net on the golden coffin had begun to melt. The originally dark ink bucket net had almost been washed white by the rain, losing its due effect.
Qianhe, who was worried that the situation would change, decided to let Shoucai go in to take shelter from the rain, hoping to save Mo Dou Net.
Unfortunately, Manager Wu didn't know anything about zombies, so he refused Qianhe's request without giving face, and took his little brother into the tent first.
The helpless Taoist priest Qianhe could only brave the heavy rain and direct the four disciples and officers and soldiers from the southeast, northwest and northwest to push the cart towards the tent.
I don’t know if it was destined by God, but when I was pushing the cart holding the bronze-horned golden coffin, a strong wind suddenly hit me.
A huge corpse-killing rune made of embroidered cloth on the copper-horned golden coffin was suddenly blown away.
Hao Shuai in the distance felt a strong corpse aura from the golden coffin the moment the corpse suppressing talisman was blown away.
Good guy, the zombie inside is now the pinnacle of the armored zombie. How did it form?
You must know that Mr. Ren was raised in a corpse raising ground for twenty years before he appeared as an armored corpse. As for the zombies in the golden coffin, Hao Shuai estimated that they should not have been dead for more than a year or two before they could finally become an armored corpse. The extent is simply incredible.
Is it because of his royal status? Does dragon energy really contribute to the formation of zombies?
The heavy rain comes and goes quickly.
When the cart was almost pushed into the tent, the heavy rain stopped suddenly.
Taoist Master Qianhe was still happy that he was not in a hurry when thunder suddenly appeared in the sky. A bolt of lightning struck the coffin, creating a stream of electric sparks and electrocuting the four officers and soldiers who were helping to push the cart to the ground, turning them into charred corpses with black smoke emitting and miserable deaths.
Hao Shuai looked at this extremely weird lightning. If he hadn't known who the protagonist of the movie was, he would have thought that all the zombies in the golden coffin were the protagonists. Otherwise, why would they be so favored by God?
Not only did the thunder and lightning, itself the nemesis of zombies, fail to destroy the zombies in the golden coffin, but through Hao Shuai's induction, the corpse energy of the zombies became stronger and stronger, and it successfully evolved into a bronze-armored corpse in one fell swoop.
This is simply cheating on that zombie! You must know that whether it is monsters, monsters, or other creatures, as long as they can be struck by lightning and survive, they can almost be reborn and obtain unexpected benefits.
"Crunch... crunch..."
The golden coffin entangled with the ink pipe wire made a metallic friction sound. The lid of the coffin was slowly pushed open, and the ink pipe net emitted a burst of golden light to suppress it.
However, due to rain erosion, the ink bucket net has lost most of its function. As the coffin lid rises, the ink bucket net begins to slowly collapse.
"Get the rope, hurry up."
When Taoist Master Qianhe saw this, his expression changed, and he immediately asked Southeast and Northwest to get the rope, while he jumped onto the coffin board and temporarily suppressed the zombie.
It's a pity that the birth of this zombie is already inevitable. Before Qianzuru and the others could tie the ropes as thick as their arms, the zombies directly overturned the lid of the coffin. Qianzuru immediately fell down on the coffin and was almost killed by pure gold. The coffin lid pressed down on his lower body.
At the same time, a pair of feet were stuck to the edge of the coffin. A royal zombie wearing a python robe and official uniform stood upright on the edge of the coffin, with his hands stretched forward in parallel, and he let out an extremely unpleasant roar towards the living people present.
