National Dungeon: Invincible from Kung Fu

Chapter 237 Something might happen!
And the four-eyed Taoist priest said: "Hmph, that's my junior brother, even if there is something wrong, it's none of your business?"

Master Yixiu just wanted to refute when he heard it, but Zhang Fan pulled his four eyes and said: "Uncle, Master Yixiu is also concerned about the safety of Master Qianhe, since we feel something is wrong, let's wait until the evening." Follow up and have a look?"

After listening to Master Yixiu and Taoist Simu, they felt that what Zhang Fan said made sense.

After all, it would be troublesome if something really happened.

The two nodded at the same time, as a response to Zhang Fan, and went to the mountain together to have a look at night.

However, after the two nodded their heads, they naturally ignored each other and walked away.

Zhang Fan couldn't laugh or cry.

Don't care about these.

What I care about is the plot of the next movie. Taoist Qianhe and others encountered a violent storm, and then the golden coffin was struck by lightning, and the zombies inside lost their restraints and started killing. Soldiers and others were almost all dead.

Because of Uncle Jiu, I have a relationship with the other party, so I must save Daoist Qianhe, otherwise I will not be able to explain to Uncle Jiu.

After making up my mind, I went back and tidied up, and then quietly waited for the night to come.

However, Zhang Fan, Master Yixiu and Daoist Simu were about to pack their belongings. Jiale and Qingqing naturally noticed their movement, and they naturally clamored to follow.

All five go.

Zhang Fan was dumbfounded, so, did he travel to the mountains?

"boom!"

In the evening, the sky changed drastically, with thunder and lightning, followed by raindrops.

"here we go."

Zhang Fan naturally knew that this was the harbinger of the beginning of the movie's plot, so he hurried to find Taoist Simu and Master Yixiu.

Of course, there are also Jiale and Qingqing, who will join in the fun if they are killed.

Taoist Simu and Master Yixiu had no choice but to let them follow.

He might feel a little embarrassed when he saw Zhang Fan, and he used an excuse to take them along to see and see.

Zhang Fan was noncommittal.

Afterwards, against the pouring rain, the four of them chased after the trail left by Taoist Qianhe and others.

in the forest.

Thunder and lightning, howling wind mixed with pouring rain.

At this moment, Daoist Qianhe was incomparably shocked. Before with Brother Simu, if it wasn't for Zhang Fan's nephew, now he and others might, might...
Looking at the golden coffin under the tent, thinking of the zombies inside, once the ink fountain line is washed by the rain, it will be really troublesome.

However, he also found that as the rain became heavier, even with a shed, the ink fountain lines on the golden coffin were still somewhat wet from the rain.

However, if the ink fountain line is wet, once the chicken blood on it is washed away, there will still be troubles.

For a moment, he was a little impatient.

"The tent is ready."

Daoist Qianhe was in a hurry, and a few soldiers at the side reported to Guanshi Wu.

It was pouring rain, and the tent was naturally prepared for the little elder brother.

When Daoist Qianhe heard this, his eyes lit up, and he came to Wu Guanshi's side and said.

"Wuguan, let's put the coffin in first, otherwise the ink fountain thread on it will be wet."

Wu Guanshi was that sissy eunuch, and his face turned cold when he heard Daoist Qianhe's words: No, you must let the little elder brother go in to rest first. "

After finishing speaking, he ignored Daoist Qianhe and walked into the tent with the little elder brother.

Daoist Qianhe was also in a hurry, and wanted to step forward to explain.
"But."

But Wu Guanshi didn't take him seriously at all, and ignored him at all.

The little elder brother is a son of the clan, and his status is incomparably noble. Wu Guanshi doesn't want any accidents to happen to him.

Daoist Qianhe is just a little Taoist priest with a low status, how could he take it seriously.

Daoist Qianhe had no choice but to look at the golden coffin washed by the rain and worry.

Although he believed Zhang Fan's words before and did not tear down the shed, the rain was too heavy. Slowly, the ink fountain lines on the golden coffin were still washed away by the rain, and the traces faded.

"There may be an accident!"

Taoist Master Qianhe came out of Maoshan like Uncle Jiu, so naturally he still has some level, and he also saw that this is not enough, and there will be big troubles in the future.

However, the only tent was occupied by Wu Guanshi and the little elder brother, and the other one hadn't been set up yet, so he couldn't do anything about it.

If you don't listen to advice, if something really happens, who can run away?

At this time, he was a little bit resentful about Wu Guan's affairs, and his teeth were itching.

But the other party is an official, and I can't do anything to him.

Extremely headache.

"Crack!"

With a flash of light, thunderbolts and lightning flashed across the air like silver snakes, and the rain was shining white.

Priest Qianhe was terrified, his heart was up and down.

"Don't let anything happen to you?"

While praying, I watched to see if the other tent had been pitched.

at last
"The tent is set up."

Daoist Qianhe was overjoyed when he heard that.

"Quick, push the coffin in!"

Together with several of their apprentices, they dragged and dragged to push the coffin into the tent.

However, the golden coffin is extremely heavy, so it is not so easy to push it into the tent.

However, at this time, a soldier was surprised to find that the rain seemed to have stopped.

"Has the rain stopped?"

"Hey, the rain really stopped!"

Daoist Qianhe and several disciples also raised their heads in astonishment, and there was no rain falling from the sky.

The rain stopped.

With joy in his heart, Daoist Qianhe was still happy in his heart, but then he couldn't be happy anymore.

"Crack!"

Because at this moment, a silver snake lightning from the sky struck directly at the coffin, and the coffin lid flew off.

"what?"

Daoist Qianhe and several apprentices dodged, and the lightning went straight to the coffin, crackling.

"What's the matter? What's the matter, don't bother the little elder brother to rest, okay?"

The sissy Wu Guanshi came out of the tent again, and said coquettishly.

"Crack, creak!"

The golden coffin that had been struck by lightning exploded, and the chicken blood ink lines on it were also shining golden.

In the dark night, the golden coffin exudes red light, which looks extremely strange.

"My mother!"

Wu Guanshi was frightened when he saw it, and retracted his head into the tent again.

Daoist Qianhe looked at the scene in front of him but turned pale with shock.

"Not good, southeast and northwest, quickly sprinkle glutinous rice on the coffin."

As he said that, he took the lead in picking up the glutinous rice he had obtained from Taoist Simu earlier, and sprinkled it towards the coffin.

"squeak"

Crackling, the golden coffin was full of flames.

The zombies inside may have sensed the threat and temporarily calmed down.

"call!"

Daoist Qianhe breathed a sigh of relief.

Just a little bit, a little bit.
However, he seemed to be happy too early, just when everyone was staring at the coffin cautiously, an accident happened again.

"boom!"

This time, the coffin exploded, and the zombie with green face and fangs jumped out.

An incomparably cold aura exuded from all over his body, incomparably terrifying.

The most worrying thing still happened, and Daoist Qianhe was extremely depressed in his heart.

I could only mutter: "Trouble!"

However, before Daoist Qianhe and a few young apprentices made a move, the imperial guards couldn't help it.

"kill him!"

They thought that this zombie could deal with the gleaming swordsman by themselves, so they rushed over with the ordinary weapons in their hands.

Priest Qianhe wanted to stop it, but it was too late.

"No!"

unfortunately
(End of this chapter)