On the other side, Chen Daji stared in astonishment at Wu Yongming, a Taoist in purple who was proficient in driving a car.

"No, isn't it?!"

"Uncle Wu, you can also drive?!"

Wu Yongming smiled: "Juzi, Pindao was born in the Qinzong reign of the Northern Song Dynasty, and he has wasted nearly a thousand springs and autumns."

"It's not surprising that I naturally learned some trivial tricks when I had nothing to do."

"Uncle Wu, I'm not talking about you. If you don't practice driving through the clouds and fog at this time, what are you learning to drive!" Chen Daji scratched his messy hair with a look of contempt.

Wu Yongming was embarrassed when he heard the words.

If he has watched "The Legend of Zhen Huan", he will definitely complain loudly:

It's not that I don't want to practice, but that in the Dharma-ending era, "concubines" 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 stop!"

I saw a group of people walking towards each other, led by a gloomy Taoist.

It's just that the uniform he wears is rather strange:

It's not the usual yellow cassock or gray cassock, but a colorful cloak.

From a distance, it looks like a large butterfly.

The young people following Taoist, Hua Jiunan and the others all knew each other.

It was Zhang Shangdeng, the Huoju Taoist priest from the Maoshan branch who was almost killed by Chang Baye.

(For details, see Chapter 392: Regulations on Driving)

(Huoju Taoist priests: Taoist priests who practice in their own homes and preach at home.)

It was Zhang Shangdeng who stopped Hua Jiunan and his group.

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 Daoist, do you know these people?"

Wu Yongming nodded slightly.

"Five colors, like Pindao, practiced in the late Northern Song Dynasty, under the tutelage of Master Qin Yi in Maoshan."

"Later, I practiced sorcery without authorization, and tortured to death 99 pairs of boys and girls with cruel methods!"

"According to the rules established by Sanmao Zhenjun, the cultivation base should have been abolished and directly demoted to Jiuyou."

"Under his master's begging, the head of Maoshan only let him go. He just abolished the magic and expelled him from the sect."

"He didn't know how to repent after returning home, and always regarded himself as orthodox in Maoshan."

"After the liberation of Shenzhou, he didn't do any more evil, but took the initiative to serve the country. Now he is enshrined in the Twelve Purple Clothes just like the poor Taoist."

Chen Dage looked at the colorful Taoist with fluttering cloak, scratched his head and muttered to himself.

"Fuck, this old bastard doesn't look like a good silver!"

Although he was muttering to himself, Chen Daji was born with a loud voice, what he said was clearly heard by Taoist Wucai.

The old man smiled grimly, and fixed his eyes on Chen Dage.

Chen Daji only felt that the opponent's eyes were like two whirlpools, and they "sinked" involuntarily.

With a demented look on his face, he didn't even realize that his saliva was dripping out.

Seeing this, Hua Jiu snorted coldly, and stepped forward to stand in front of Chen Daji.

"Magic horror?!"

"No life, no death, no shock, no evil, broken!"

There was a tiny crackling sound, like shattering glass.

Taoist Wucai and Hua Jiunan took a step back at the same time, apparently neither of them took advantage.

"Fuck you, you want to fight, don't you? Fatty, I'll cut you to death!" Zhao Fei reacted very quickly, he swung his mace and was about to charge forward.

At the same time, Zhang Chao also reacted.

Although he is a good boy, he never dared to fight with others, but before going out his mother told him:

Outside, we must protect Hua Jiunan, Chen Daji, and Zhao Fei, because they are all benefactors!

If there is danger, let the benefactor run first, and if there is difficulty, go up first!

"Opening the Heavenly Court, making people live forever, the three souls and seven souls, returning to the gods and turning back to babies."

"The three souls are on the left, and the seven souls are on the right. Listen to the god's order quietly, but you can't see it."

"No one sees you when you walk, and no one knows when you sit. Hurry up like a law, get up!"

If he hadn't seen Wucai Taoist conspiring against Chen Daji, Zhang Chao wouldn't have used the corpse curse directly.

Obviously hated each other very much.

It was this spell that caused the trouble!

He originally wanted to arouse the corpse of Sancai hidden in the flesh and blood lotus, but where is Liangzhu?Where a civilization mysteriously disappeared!

It's not the disappearance of that kind of migration, but the inexplicable instant death of everyone here.

There are countless bones buried in the ground!

Although it was broad daylight, the wind was howling in an instant.

Zhang Chao only felt that he was suddenly hollowed out and had a splitting headache.

A series of creaking and rubbing sounds came from the ground, and one after another withered, black and blue hands broke through the ground.

"Zhang Chao can't, stop!"

Hua Jiunan hurriedly stopped:

He is not afraid of shocking the world with his dead body. There is not a single "ordinary person" in the military controlled area.

Soldiers who can be sent to such a place to perform tasks are naturally well-informed.

Hua Jiu's difficulty was mainly because he was worried that Zhang Chao couldn't bear the backlash against this level of exorcism.

At any time, it is possible to consume one's own energy and spirit, and die of the wind blowing!

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