On the other side, Chen Daji looked in astonishment at the purple-clad Taoist Wu Yongming who was skillfully driving a car.
"No, it's not right?!"
"Uncle Wu, can you drive too?!"
Wu Yongming smiled: "Juzi, Pingdao was born during the Qinzong period of the Northern Song Dynasty, and he has wasted nearly a thousand years until now."
"It's natural to learn some minor tricks in my free time. It's not surprising."
"Uncle Wu, I'm not telling you, if you don't practice flying in the clouds during this time, how can you learn to drive!" Chen Daji scratched his messy hair with a look of contempt.
Wu Yongming felt embarrassed when he heard this.
If he had watched "The Legend of Zhen Huan", he would definitely complain loudly:
It’s not that I don’t want to practice, it’s that in the age of Dharma Ending, ‘Concubine’ can’t do it!
This time Wu Yongming brought his own ID, and everyone passed the inspection smoothly.
Just when they were about to enter the Liangzhu ruins, another accident happened.
"You guys stop!"
I saw a group of people coming towards me, led by a Taoist with a gloomy face.
It’s just that the Taoist uniform he wears is rather strange:
It's not the usual yellow cassock or gray robe, but a colorful cloak.
From a distance, it looks like a large butterfly.
The young man following behind the Taoist all knew Hua Jiunan.
It was Zhang Shangdeng, the Taoist priest from Maoshan who was almost killed by Chang Baye.
(For details, see Chapter 392: Driving in Standards)
(Huoju Taoist priests: Taoist priests who practice in their own homes and preach at home.)
The person who made Hua Jiunan and his party stop was Zhang Shangdeng.
Seeing the person coming from the opposite side, Taoist Wu Yongming in purple frowned slightly.
"Maoshan abandoned disciple Wucai, why is he here?!"
Hearing Wu Yongming talking to himself, Hua Jiunan asked.
"Fellow Taoist, do you know these people?"
Wu Yongming nodded slightly.
"Wucai and Pindao practiced in the late Northern Song Dynasty and studied under the master Qin Yi of Maoshan."
"Later, he practiced evil arts without authorization and tortured ninety-nine pairs of boys and girls to death in cruel ways!"
"According to the rules set by Sanmao Zhenjun, the cultivation level should have been abolished and directly demoted to Jiuyou."
"After his master begged hard, the head of Maoshan at that time only opened his eyes. He just abolished the magic and expelled him from the master."
"He did not repent after returning home and always regarded himself as Maoshan orthodoxy."
"After the liberation of China, he did not commit evil again. Instead, he actively served the country. Now, like Pindao, he is worshiped by the Twelve Purple Clothes."
Chen Daji looked at the colorful Taoist priests with fluttering cloaks, scratched his big head and murmured to himself.
"Damn it, this old bastard doesn't look like a good man!"
Although he was mumbling to himself, Chen Daji was born with a loud voice, and what he said was clearly heard by Wucai Taoist.
The old Taoist smiled sinisterly and stared at Chen Daji closely.
Chen Daji felt that the other party's eyes were like two whirlpools, and they involuntarily "sinked" deeper into them.
He had a look of dementia on his face, and he didn't even realize that his saliva was dripping from his mouth.
Hua Jiunan snorted coldly when he saw this, and took a step forward to block Chen Daji.
"Evil horror?!"
"No life, no death, no shock, no evil, break!"
There was a small crackling sound, like glass breaking.
Taoist Wucai and Hua Jiunan took a step back at the same time, obviously no one took advantage.
"Fuck you, uncle, do you want to fight? Fatty, I will kill you!" Zhao Fei reacted very quickly, picked up the mace and rushed forward.
Zhang Chao also reacted at the same time.
Although he is a good boy and never dares to fight with others, his mother warned him before going out:
You must protect Hua Jiunan, Chen Daji, and Zhao Fei outside, because they are all benefactors!
If there is danger, let your benefactor run away first; if there is difficulty, go ahead yourself!
"Open the heavens, make people live forever, have three souls and seven souls, and return to their senses to become infants."
"Three souls are on the left, and seven souls are on the right. Listen quietly to God's orders, but you can't detect anything."
"No one sees you when you are walking, no one knows you when you are sitting, and you are as urgent as a law or order, get up!"
If he hadn't seen Wucai Taoist plotting against Chen Daji, Zhang Chao wouldn't have directly used the corpse-raising curse.
Obviously he hates the other party very much.
It was this spell that caused trouble!
He originally wanted to evoke the fallen corpse of Sancai hidden in the flesh and blood lotus, but where is Liangzhu? A civilization mysteriously disappeared!
It's not the kind of disappearance that migrated, but everyone died here inexplicably in an instant.
There are countless skeletons buried in the ground!
Although it was broad daylight, the wind was howling instantly.
Zhang Chao felt like he was suddenly hollowed out and had a splitting headache.
Bursts of creaking and rubbing sounds came from the ground, and dry black and blue hands broke out of the ground one after another.
"Zhang Chao, stop it!"
Hua Jiunan quickly stopped:
He is not afraid of shocking the world by raising his corpse. There is no "common man" in the military controlled area.
Soldiers who can be sent to such a place to perform tasks are naturally well-informed.
Hua Jiu Nan was mainly worried that Zhang Chao could not bear the backlash due to such a level of extermination.
You may consume all your energy and die at any time!
