Wu Dalang: I really don't want to be an emperor

Chapter 187
The group stopped outside the courtyard of Priest Simu.

"Junior brother, what are you?"

The four-eyed Taoist priest stood at the door, looked at the Qianhe Taoist priest who walked away towards him, and asked with some doubts.

"I'm escorting them back to the capital."

"Golden coffin, with such a thick ink fountain line, junior brother, the people in this coffin are extraordinary."

Looking at the coffin behind Daoist Qianhe, Daoist Simu's face was a little dignified.

"Inside the coffin is a certain prince."

Daoist Qianhe didn't look very good either.

"I suggest that it is more appropriate to burn the corpse immediately. After all, you still have such a long journey, and accidents are likely to happen."

The four-eyed priest suggested.

He wasn't exaggerating.

"That won't work."

Behind Daoist Qianhe, a woman who spoke like a woman appeared.

He raised his orchid fingers, his face seemed to be covered with powder, and his posture made people feel a little disgusted.

He is Wu Shilang.

"The dignitaries in the capital need to transport this corpse back for them to dispose of, so they can't burn it. The ink fountain line is already this thick, so there should be no more problems."

Daoist Qianhe said.

Not always.

Wu Zhi looked at the coffin behind Daoist Qianhe, his face was a little ugly.

He knew that tonight would be another sleepless night.

Moreover, the zombies inside the coffin are not ordinary zombies.

According to the level of zombies, the zombies should have far surpassed jumping zombies, and they are probably not far away from flying zombies.

Although, Wu Zhi also dealt with two jumping stiffs.

But those two jumping stiffly are incomparable to the one in the coffin now.

The zombie lying in the coffin has become a spirit.

What's more, Wu Zhi was able to solve the jumping stiffness before by relying on a lot of supplements.

But now that he has eaten up the Great Budan, what can he use to deal with this zombie?
During the conversation between Daoist Qianhe and Daoist Simu, many plans flashed through Wu Zhi's mind.

But no matter what solution is used, it is difficult to solve this zombie.

The best way to deal with it is to burn the zombies on the spot.

It's just that these people will definitely not agree.

And the zombies in the coffin may have woken up, and they may not necessarily be burned.

"Junior brother, this is your martial nephew, Qiusheng's junior brother Wu Zhi."

Now that he met Taoist Priest Qianhe, Priest Simu naturally introduced Wu Zhi to Priest Qianhe.

Daoist Qianhe looked at Wu Zhi, patted him on the shoulder, and spoke earnestly.

"The young man is quite handsome. You must be serious in your cultivation. Don't spend three days fishing and two days drying the net. You won't learn anything like that."

"Understood, uncle."

Wu Zhi responded.

"Then I'll go first."

Daoist Qianhe was about to leave, but was stopped by Daoist Simu.

"Junior Brother, would you like to bring some glutinous rice for self-defense? Glutinous rice can be sterilized."

Priest Four Eyes reminded Priest Qianhe.

"Alright, brother, do you have glutinous rice here? Give me a bag."

Daoist Qianhe said.

"Jia Le, go get glutinous rice."

The four-eyed priest ordered Jia Le.

"Why can't it work? We still have to hurry, Brother 71 has been here for a long time." Wu Shilang said sissyly.

"It'll be fine right now."

Priest Qianhe opened his mouth.

Soon, Taoist Master Qianhe left with a bag of glutinous rice.

The four-eyed Taoist priest looked at the backs of Qianhe Taoist priest and the group, and said in a low voice.

"I hope you don't need this glutinous rice."

"Uncle, it seems that the Qing Dynasty has died now, why is there still Brother 71..."

Wu Zhi asked curiously.

"The Qing Dynasty is indeed dead, but there are still many important people living in the capital, and many people in the royal family still live as before, but they have changed from the bright side to the dark side. We have no way to get in touch with those things. of."

The four-eyed priest explained, and he turned and went back to the house.

Wu Zhi nodded, and looked at the backs of Taoist Priest Qianhe and his party.

Although Daoist Qianhe is average, he is a very righteous Taoist priest.

Wouldn't it be a pity if he just died in the hands of this zombie?

However, I don't seem to have a good way to deal with this zombie.

He is not capable enough, and there is no way to save Daoist Qianhe.

Wu Zhi returned to the house and sat on a chair in the hall.

Jia Le has already seized the opportunity to go to Qingqing's side.

"Uncle, I always feel a little uneasy."

After thinking about it, Wu Zhi said.

"What's the worry? Isn't it good now?"

The four-eyed Daoist's voice was a little lazy.

"I'm not talking about us, I'm talking about Uncle Qianhe, I always feel that he is not safe."

Wu Zhi spoke cautiously.

He was unable to save Daoist Qianhe, but Daoist Simu was capable.

And as the senior brother of Taoist Priest Qianhe, Priest Four Eyes will definitely not die.

The only problem is, how to convince the four-eyed priest to believe what he said?
"Junior Brother Qianhe? How could he be insecure..."

Of course, the four-eyed Taoist priest didn't quite believe it.

"Uncle, really, my hunches are always accurate, trust me once."

Wu Zhi spoke firmly.

This made the four-eyed priest hesitate.

The two walked into the yard together.

At this time, the full moon was hanging high in the sky, and the cold moonlight shone on the ground, making the atmosphere a bit weird.

"This is, is it raining?"

The rain hit the fourth-eyed Taoist priest on the face.

The four-eyed Taoist priest stretched out his hand, feeling the rain.

"It's raining now, then Qianhe over there..."

His complexion also became a little ugly.

After it rained, if Taoist Master Qianhe failed to protect the coffin, the ink fountain thread might be wet by the rain.

The ink on the line will be soaked by water, and the zombies in the coffin may take advantage of this opportunity to fly out.

The rain started to get heavier.

After thinking for a while, Taoist Priest Four finally decided on Xinwu Zhiyi.

"Since you think that your Uncle Qianhe's place may not be safe, then let's go and have a look, at least to make you feel at ease, let's go."

Priest Simu took Wu Zhi and walked in the direction that Priest Qianhe left.

The rain was not too heavy at this time.

Daoist Qianhe raised his head, feeling that the rain would continue to get heavier, so he said, "Stop, get a tent quickly, if the ink fountain line on this coffin touches water, it won't be so powerful .”

Daoist Qianhe's face was serious.

"Hurry up and set up the tent, so as not to get wet."

Wu Shilang waved the handkerchief in his hand and said.

"After the tent is finished, first carry the coffin in."

Priest Qianhe exhorted.

"No, brother 71 must go in first, otherwise what will happen if brother gets sick later?"

At this time, Wu Shilang was a little dissatisfied.

"but……"

Priest Qianhe hesitated to speak.

"Don't talk so much but, if Brother 71 gets sick, can you afford it?"

Wu Shilang said softly.

"Row."

Daoist Qianhe agreed.

After the tent was set up, Brother 71's sedan chair was immediately let in.

It's just that he was guarding by the coffin, feeling a little anxious.

"The ink fountain thread is leaking, and the ink inside has flowed out. Could something happen?"

He spoke a little worriedly.

"Master, there should be no problem."

His four apprentices stood guard beside the coffin.

"Hurry up and carry the coffin in."

Daoist Qianhe felt that the rain was getting heavier, so he spoke quickly and ordered the guards standing beside the coffin.

As soon as those people exerted their strength, the coffin was lifted up.

Several people walked towards the tent.

But at this moment, there was a sudden noise in the coffin.

The coffin lid also moved, and the zombie inside seemed to be about to rush out!
"Oops!"

Daoist Qianhe's expression froze, and he jumped onto the coffin lid, trying to press the coffin lid down.

……

Seeing the rain getting heavier and heavier, Wu Zhi said.

"Uncle, let's go faster."

"It's raining now, why are you walking so fast? There are so many of them, they must not be walking so fast, we can do it at this speed now."

The four-eyed priest replied, still walking at a leisurely pace.

A moment later, maybe your junior brother will disappear.

Wu Zhi complained secretly in his heart.

This time the main force is the Fourth Eyed Priest. Although he has made a lot of preparations, most of those preparations can only be used for self-protection.

If you want to deal with this zombie, you still have to rely on the four-eyed Taoist priest.

Therefore, even if Taoist Master Simu didn't walk fast, Wu Zhi couldn't say anything.

Anyway, it's his younger brother.

"With such heavy rain, they should stop, and we should be able to catch up with them soon. However, Wu Zhi, you always say that you feel a little uneasy in your heart, so don't let me go for a while."

"Otherwise, even if you are scolded by senior brother, I will beat you up."

After walking for a while, the Taoist priest with four eyes looked at Wu Zhi and said.

After getting along for a period of time, he has begun to reveal his true nature in front of Wu Zhi.

Anyway, now that the sky is high and the emperor is far away, no matter how much he straightens Wuzhi, Uncle Jiu will not know.

After hearing what the four-eyed priest said, Wu Zhi shrank his neck and said nothing.

"There sounds like a fight ahead."

At this time, Wu Zhi heard the sound of someone fighting and screaming in front of him.

"It's over, something happened, let's go!"

Although Taoist Simu is usually a joke, he is still reliable in important times.

He ran towards the direction of the sound, and Wu Zhi followed behind him.

Soon, Wu Zhi and Taoist Simu came in front of Taoist Qianhe and the group.

"Quickly tie him with a rope!"

Priest Qianhe shouted.

Four of his apprentices stood in front of the zombie, two each holding one end of a rope.

The four pulled away the rope and rushed towards the zombie.

The zombie opened its teeth and claws, and rushed towards them.

The face of this zombie doesn't look so ferocious, but it is even more frightening.

Compared with the zombies that Wu Zhi had seen before, this zombie's face was more ferocious, the sides of the cheeks were very thin, traces of the jaw bones could be seen, the skin was not completely wrinkled, and the skin was dark green.

Even the eyeballs can see clearly.

If it weren't for the fangs in that mouth, they might have thought this was just an ordinary person.

But it is this kind of zombie that is not much different from normal people, and has a hideous and terrifying expression, that makes people feel even more frightened.

"What happened, I'm so scared."

Wu Shilang in the tent screamed coquettishly.

He poked his head out and looked outside.

After seeing the scary zombie outside, he yelled again and hid in the tent.

That rope was obviously not an ordinary rope, it was probably specially made to deal with this zombie.

Therefore, after being bound by the rope, the zombie's power cannot be fully released.

It roared and tried to struggle away, but it didn't work.

Taking advantage of the zombie's movement being restrained, Daoist Qianhe drew out the mahogany sword on his back and stabbed the zombie directly.

The mahogany sword pierced the zombie's body, and it immediately turned black and broke.

"This is too scary."

Seeing the mahogany sword that was broken in his hand, Daoist Qianhe's face changed slightly.

"Junior brother, let me help you."

At this time, the four-eyed Taoist priest rushed over.

He picked up the guard's knife from the ground and rushed towards the zombie.

This knife cut firmly on the zombie's back.

However, the zombie remained motionless like a piece of steel, and even turned around, showing its fangs to the four-eyed Taoist priest.

The four-eyed Taoist quickly took a few steps back.

"Brother, this zombie is very powerful!"

Daoist Qianhe had an ugly expression on his face.

Wu Zhi watched the zombie from a distance.

Although he was at the scene, he was ready to run away in case of an accident.

He was just here to help, and he didn't intend to risk his life here.

"Nonsense, I can see that."

The face of the four-eyed Taoist leader is not good.

Among other things, the hardness of this zombie's body alone has made them unable to do anything about this zombie.

Moreover, this zombie is powerful and extremely fast.

If it weren't for these two ropes, they probably wouldn't be able to deal with this zombie at all.

The zombie bound by the rope roared, it grabbed the two ropes and pulled them aside.

Priest Qianhe's apprentice was immediately pulled aside following its movements.

"not good!"

After Daoist Qianhe saw this scene, he rushed over immediately, trying to grab the rope.

However, it was too late.

Two of his apprentices were thrown into the air by the zombies and crashed into a nearby tree.

The other two were pulled in front of the zombie.

"what!"

The two screamed.

However, the zombies had already tightly grabbed their shoulders and bit their necks directly!

Seeing the two apprentices dying in the hands of zombies like this, Taoist Master Qianhe was extremely angry.

He held up the knife, just wanting to fight the zombie.

The four-eyed priest stopped him.

"Junior brother, don't be impulsive! This zombie is now sucking blood, and it is the strongest time, we can't confront him head-on!"

His words made Daoist Qianhe calm down.

Wu Zhi stood aside, looked at the zombie, and slowly retreated behind Taoist Priest Qianhe and Priest Four Eyes.

The zombies are no longer bound by the rope, and maybe they will attack them in the next second.

His position just now was very empty, and he could easily become the opponent's target.

I am still too weak.

For himself who is still a little weak now, Wu Zhi is a little helpless.

(End of this chapter)