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Chapter 455 The fourth eye is here (for subscription)
This stay lasted for more than ten days, just when Yang San wondered if he had lost his mind.

"Bang bang bang, Wencai, open the door."

One night, Yang San was awakened from his sleep by the sound of knocking on the door and the characteristic tone of the Taoist priest with four eyes.

"Four-eyed Daoist?"

Yang San quickly got up from the bed, went out of the room to look, and sure enough, he saw Taoist Priest Simu coming in cursing, followed by a row of walking corpses.

Seeing the four-eyed Taoist priest, Yang San was very sure that his throbbing before was because of the four-eyed Taoist priest, but he didn't know what was the reason?
"Master, long time no see."

Yang San smiled and bowed his hands to the four-eyed Taoist priest.

At this time, Taoist Simu discovered that there was a "stranger" in the Yizhuang, but this person seemed to know him, and he was not afraid of the walking corpse behind him.

"Brother, who is this?"

The four-eyed Taoist turned to look at Uncle Jiu suspiciously. Could it be Uncle Jiu's new apprentice?

Seeing the questioning eyes of the Taoist priest with four eyes, Uncle Jiu raised his mouth slightly, but he didn't make a sound.

"Yang San has met the Taoist priest, and the Taoist priest's demeanor is still the same."

Seeing the appearance of the four-eyed priest, Yang San knew that it was another person who did not recognize him, so he simply identified himself directly.

The four-eyed Taoist leader suddenly looked shocked, and stepped forward to circle Yang San several times.

"Tsk tsk tsk, it's terrible, it's terrible, I haven't seen you for a few years, and I dare not recognize you."

"Don't dare to recognize it? I don't think I can recognize it." Uncle Jiu made a rare joke.

The Taoist priest with four eyes couldn't help being embarrassed, and immediately blew his beard and stared and shouted, "Senior brother, can't you recognize it at a glance!"

"I... of course."

Uncle Jiu couldn't help but look embarrassed, but soon pretended to be calm.

Wen Cai was covering his mouth and secretly laughing, but he couldn't laugh out loud.

If it affects the master's performance, he will have to take it out on himself later.

With a smile on his face, Yang San looked at Uncle Jiu and Daoist Simu, two half-year-old children, pulling from the east to the north, and from the south to the sea, blushing from the fight.

"It's time for supper, master, uncle."

Seeing that Uncle Jiu and Si Mushou tended to fight for three days and three nights when they grew up, Yang San asked Wen Cai to get some food.

Uncle Jiu and Taoist Priest Simu had been arguing for a long time, especially Taoist Priest Simu, who usually ate dry food when they came out to chase corpses, and now they saw steaming hot meals.

Not caring about the quarrel, they quickly ran to the table, picked up a big bowl, and started eating with a snort.

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A few days later.

Yang San followed up with the four-eyed Taoist priest's exorcism team again.

"Daozhang, how far is it from your dojo?"

This time, when he heard that he would pass by Taoist Priest Four Eyes, Yang San felt a little moved, and always felt that he should go there.

So Yang San proposed the idea of ​​being a guest at Taoist Priest Four Eyes, and Tao Priest Four Eyes naturally agreed with both hands and feet.

"Hurry up, hurry up, you should be there early tomorrow morning."

The four-eyed Taoist looked enviously at Yang San who was sitting on the arm of the walking corpse and was sightseeing all the way, but he could only take the lead and jump back all the way.

Suddenly, some trees fell in front of them, just blocking the way, leaving only half a person's height space.

"Daozhang, let me clear the way for you."

Yang San turned over from the walking corpse, swung his arms and was about to split the trees blocking the way.

"Hey, no need."

Thinking that the journey was too boring, Taoist Priest Four Eyes stopped Yang San, "It's just right, why don't you watch it carefully, let me show you a wave of technical obstacles."

The four-eyed Taoist priest shook the spiritual platform in his hand, twisted his waist, and the walking corpse behind him also twisted his waist.

"Spread your legs apart and bend your back."

Immediately, a row of walking corpses spread their legs, followed by Taoist Master Simu, and leaned back.

"Bang bang bang..."

For a moment, the four-eyed priest led the walking corpses and slowly jumped under the tree in this extremely weird posture.

"Daozhang, what a strong waist." Yang San laughed.

"of course…"

The proud four-eyed Taoist accidentally bumped into a tree trunk, and because of his posture, he hit his crotch right in the middle.

"Oh, my mother, it hurts me to death..."

The Taoist priest with four eyes turned from leaning back to bowing forward in an instant, covering his hand with one hand and screaming.

The walking corpses behind them were all bent over, clutching their crotches, and even the pained expressions on their faces were beautiful.

"Hahaha…"

Yang San was so happy that he clutched his stomach, this wave was really good.

The four-eyed Taoist looked at Yang San in embarrassment, and turned his head to look at the row of well-educated walking corpses.

"I am in pain, why are you in pain? Get up and turn around."

Looking at Yang San's teasing eyes, the Taoist priest with four eyes pretended not to notice, "Let's keep jumping, let's jump, let's jump forward..."

"Quack, quack, quack..."

At this time, a frog caught the attention of the four-eyed priest.

Seeing the frog jumping and jumping, the four-eyed priest's eyes lit up.

"Huh? Yes."

The four-eyed Taoist casually hung the altar in his hand on the arm of the walking corpse behind him, and bent over to grab the frog.

Seeing that Taoist Simu wanted to stuff the talisman on the altar into the frog's stomach, Yang San hurriedly stopped him.

"Master Dao, do you want the frog to jump for you?"

"Yeah, what's the problem?" the four-eyed priest asked.

Yang San shook his head helplessly, "The problem is serious, how do you know where the frog will jump? If it jumps back into the river, do you want it to bring the walking corpses in as well?"

The four-eyed priest suddenly opened his mouth, speechless.

That's right, he only thought about the frog jumping, but he didn't realize that he couldn't control where the frog jumped.

After thinking about it, Taoist Master Simu couldn't help but feel a little frustrated. He thought he could be lazy, but it seems that he is still a hard-working person.

Seeing that the four-eyed Taoist priest had a bitter face again, Yang San couldn't help being happy, and just wanted to say a few words of relief.

Suddenly a foul smell came from behind, Yang San frowned, why is this smell so familiar?

At this time, a white silk descended from the sky, engulfing the last walking corpse.

"Where is the evildoer?"

When Bai Ling flew over, Yang San turned his head sharply, and saw a woman in white at the end of Bai Ling.

It's just that in Yang San's eyes, it's just a ferocious fox.

"Tch, it's a vixen again."

Yang San drew out his hand, as if pulling out a long sword from his waist, and raised the sword.

Immediately, a sharp sword energy swept out, instantly cutting off the white silk that had just wrapped around the walking corpse.

The woman in white only felt the white silk loosen from her hand, and looked at Yang San in horror. She didn't expect this handsome little brother to be so good at Taoism.

Seemingly feeling that her whereabouts had been lost, she would definitely not be able to steal the walking corpse again from the eyes of Yang San and the four-eyed priest. After taking a deep look at Yang San, the woman in white turned around and left resolutely.

"Oh, you dare to steal my body? I'll tell you to become an idiot."

Although Daoist Simu was surprised by Yang San's strength, he was even more angry with this one who dared to steal the corpse at this time, and stopped him to catch up with Yang San.

"Yang San, watch over these bosses for me, I'll go meet this evildoer."

The four-eyed priest drew out the bronze sword behind him, and quickly chased after Yang San without waiting for a word.

(End of this chapter)