The heavens start from Maoshan

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"When we need to deliver goods, we don't need to go to the west courtyard. The east courtyard also has a passage leading to the basement."

"We get the goods in the east courtyard, and then ship them from the warehouse. On the surface, we have no relationship between the two."

"Coupled with my father's cover, none of them would have guessed that we are in the opium business."

Listen to each sentence.

Mr. Zombie said indifferently: "I am definitely not familiar with Jiuquan Town, if you think you can do it, then you can definitely do it."

"It can't be done, and I have nothing to lose. At most, I will work harder in the future and continue to use the method of driving corpses to deliver goods."

Ye Shihao nodded: "Then it's settled, by the way, how much goods did you bring this time?"

Mr. Zombie looked back: "Eight walking corpses, each carrying ten kilograms of goods, a total of [-] kilograms."

"Really a corpse?"

Ye Shihao was a little skeptical.

"Nonsense, if it's fake, I still have to pay wages, do I really need it?"

Mr. Zombie Removed the bamboo hat from the head of a walking corpse.

To the eye, it was a corpse with half of its face missing, and a yellow talisman was stuck on its forehead.

"You don't even think about it, how much does it cost to hire eight people and travel here from Yunnan?"

Mr. Zombies smiled and patted the shoulders of the walking corpses: "These walking corpses are different. They are not afraid of hardships and tiredness, and they don't ask me for wages. When they meet fat people and have to check the checkpoints, I will send them to you." Once I took off my hood, no one dared to tell me about the inspection.”

Ye Shihao was half excited, half nervous: "Come on, I'll take you to check the door, and I'll give you the key later. You release the goods, and I release the money. We won't meet if there is nothing else."

Mr. Zombie warned: "Our cooperation will benefit both. You don't want to play me, or I won't be easy to mess with."

"Don't worry, Tu Long. We have known each other for 30 years. Back then, I was not the mayor of the town, and you were not Mr. Corpse Exorcist. Everything depends on your master."

"Now I am the mayor, and your master is dead."

"Just for our friendship, I won't cheat you, will I?"

Mayor Ye talked about the family, and then asked later: "Tu Long, how did your master die? I remember that if he is alive, he will be in his early sixties this year, right?"

Tu Long sighed: "He was bitten to death by a zombie. Someone asked him to transport a corpse that had turned into a corpse to Qiantang. He was kind, so he agreed. Unexpectedly, he still couldn't escape the disaster."

"To be honest, I also wanted to go with him that time, but my master refused to agree, maybe at that time, he had expected it?"

Mayor Ye nodded and said: "Your master is a nice person. I remember that he went out to eat and always squatted in the corner outside the door to eat. When I asked him why, he said that he was a mortician and he had bad luck. He didn't want to pass the bad luck on to him. other people."

Tu Long nodded: "Good people don't live long, so I've seen it through. As long as you can make money, you can do whatever you want. I didn't know how to do it before. I only knew how to drive people's corpses away. But how can you make more money by transporting opium?"

After finishing speaking, Tu Long stopped talking, and said bluntly: "Don't talk about it, let's lead the way. After these walking corpses are settled, I have to go to the exorcist priest. It’s a fellow Taoist, and I have to say hello to him because of emotion and reason, otherwise it’s against the rules.”

While leading the way, Ye Shihao asked, "Master Daoist, do you still have such rules?"

"The Qiankuntang, where I was born, was separated from Gezao Mountain."

"As the so-called Sanshan Fulu is a family, counting from the root, we are also members of the same sect, so we have to call him senior brother."

When Tu Long said this, he paused slightly: "Of course, this is an internal matter of our Taoist sect. It has nothing to do with you. If you talk too much, you won't understand."

Ye Shihao thought to himself: "Cut, why are you pretending to be a wolf with a big tail? When I talk about cooperation, you still come here eagerly."

After half a sound.

When they arrived at the courtyard to the west of the church, Mayor Ye and his son left.

Tulong drove the zombies down the tunnel, and shuddered as soon as he entered the basement under the church: "It's so dark!"

Holding the oil lamp, look around.

The area inside is very large. First, there is an underground hall that can accommodate dozens of people to hold mass, and then there are two built-up secret rooms. I don’t know if they are storage rooms or what.

Tu Long pushed open the door of a secret room and looked inside.

To the eye, this is a utility room, exuding a decaying smell.

Tu Long walked to the second secret room.

After walking a few steps, thinking about going to visit the exorcist priest, Tu Long stopped again and muttered: "What's so interesting in the utility room, am I full and full?"

After thinking about it, he took the oil lamp and left the basement.

Little did they know that in the second secret room, there was a sarcophagus.

On the coffin, the Bible and the cross were originally suppressed.

It is a pity that with the construction of the passage, the cross was shaken and fell to the ground, and now only a Bible is still pressed on the sarcophagus.

At this moment, the Bible was smoking black smoke, as if it was about to burn at any moment.

Jiuquan Town.

Gym.

"Tu Long, why are you here in the middle of the night?"

After ten o'clock in the evening.

Hearing the knock on the door, the head exorcist went out to take a look, and frowned slightly when he saw the person coming.

"Why, I'm not welcome?"

Tu Long held a bag of snacks in his hand: "How can I say that we have known each other for many years, and we can't drop by to see you when we drive the corpse through Jiuquan Town?"

"Will you be so kind?"

The exorcist Taoist was a little unconvinced, but let Tu Long in: "Sit down casually, there are some snacks and jerky on the table, and I'll make you tea."

"You can mix it up!"

Tu Long glanced at the table: "It's okay to chew the jerky for fun, did you get rich recently?"

"It's not about getting rich, but I have a good nephew who knows that he misses me."

"Bring me hundreds of catties of jerky in one breath, what to do, eat it, it must not be spoiled."

The exorcist priest came over with a teapot: "Drink tea."

Tu Long didn't refuse, took a sip from the teacup.

After drinking, he looked into the back room again: "Where are your disciples?"

"I went out to watch a play, and I guess I won't be back until early in the morning."

The exorcist explained, and then asked: "Tell me, what do you want me to do, I believe you must go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing."

Tu Long was also unambiguous, and said bluntly: "I bought a house in Jiuquan Town, and I plan to use this as a foothold in the future. You are a local household, so let me tell you."

The Exorcist Daoist frowned: "My gymnasium is in Jiuquan Town. According to the rules of the Taoist sect, this place is considered my jurisdiction, and other people need to avoid it. You are not a low-level warlock, you don't know the rules, do you?"

Tu Long nodded: "I understand the rules, I'll just stay put, I won't open, I won't be in business, and I won't do anything. You don't have to worry that I will compete with you for business."

The head exorcist narrowed his eyes slightly: "It doesn't matter if you grab the business, I'm afraid you'll get something heresy."

"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."

Tu Long drank the tea in one gulp: "Okay, I'll go first, and I'll come to you for tea when I'm free."

After all, he left without looking back.

After a while.

The three of Zhang Heng came back from watching the play.

Opening the door and looking, the exorcist Taoist was sitting behind the table, not knowing what to think, and there were two teacups in front of him.

"Master, is there a guest?"

Zou Zhaoxing asked.

"That's right, Taoist Dragon Slayer of Gezao Mountain is planning to settle down in Jiuquan Town in the future."

"If you count this person, you still have to call him Master Uncle, but he has an evil mind, and he lives in Jiuquan Town, so I don't know if it's good or bad."

The exorcist Taoist was a little worried.

"Slay the dragon!"

Hearing this name, Zhang Heng was silent for a while.

Isn't this the burly Taoist priest who transported opium in the name of expelling corpses?

Speaking of which, this person's strength is not bad, even weaker than the Exorcist Daoist.

It's a pity that I died miserably. I met zombies in the basement, and because I couldn't see anything, I lost in a daze.

"The dragon slaying has already appeared. I don't know if the plot in the exorcism priest is about to start."

While Zhang Heng was thinking, he glanced at the Taiping Sword.

It didn't matter at first, with him and the exorcist director, a half-zombie, half-vampire alien, it wouldn't be able to make any trouble.

church.

After midnight...

call! !

In the No. [-] secret room in the basement, the Bible pressed on the sarcophagus spontaneously ignited instantly.

In the next second, the lid of the sarcophagus was suddenly lifted from the inside, and fell heavily on the ground with a bang.

"Ok?"

In the church, Father Wu who was sleeping soundly woke up suddenly.

He put on his reading glasses, lit the oil lamp in his hand, and walked down the stairs to the first floor.

In sight, nothing.

"strangeness!"

Father Wu held up the oil lamp and looked around, muttering: "The sound is obviously coming from downstairs, it seems that something has fallen, why is there nothing?"

at the same time.

Tulong in the west courtyard of the church also woke up.

He put on his clothes, picked up the mahogany sword and talisman bag, jumped out of the window, stood in the courtyard and looked straight at the barn, because behind the barn was the passage leading to the basement of the church.

"Could it be a scam?"

To save trouble.

Tu Long put the walking corpse in the basement.

It stands to reason that walking corpses do not have access to moonlight and popularity, so there should be no risk of fraudulent corpses.

But he could hear clearly that the sound came from underground.

He couldn't think of anything but The Walking Dead.

"What a hassle!"

Tulong no longer thought about it.

Holding the mahogany sword in his hand, and tied the talisman bag around his waist, he took the oil lamp on the wall and walked to the basement.

"strangeness!"

Into the basement.

Tu Long took a look with the oil lamp, and saw that the eight walking corpses stood neatly together, and there was no trace of fraudulent corpses.