Flash marriage to the underworld boss, the queen of metaphysics is sweet and wild

On the deserted mountain road, Wen Qi looked at the navigation system and said, "There are still almost two hours to get to the city. Thank you for your hard work." She was a little annoyed, "I should have taken the driver's license test first and then come out."

None of the kid in green and Taotie could drive. Feng Ce was driving the whole journey, and she felt guilty just looking at it.

Feng Ce reached out and pinched her cheek, "It's not tiring to drive. It's enough that one of us can drive."

"You don't have time to work today." Wen Qi was not very happy. "It's better not to rush like this next time. It's not impossible to camp outside." But now there is obviously no place to camp.

Feng Ce didn't want to see her continue to blame herself, so he changed the subject and said, "Make me a cup of coffee."

Wen Qi immediately stood up and went to the back, "American coffee? Do you want it stronger?"

Feng Ce smiled and nodded, "Okay, add a little more milk."

Wen Qi took out the coffee beans from the kitchen cabinet, grinding the beans while looking at the passing scenery outside the window. When the beans were ground and she looked away, a piece of yellow paper money was suddenly stuck on the window.

Wen Qi paused and looked over.

Soon, a figure appeared outside the window that was rising and falling. It was a zombie wearing white mourning clothes and still throwing paper money in his hand. He was rising and falling because he was jumping.

Probably sensing Wen Qi's gaze, the zombie turned his head sharply and looked over, his dark eyes firmly fixed on Wen Qi's face. It was really scary at night.

Wen Qi's heart beat a little faster, and she looked at the zombie unhappily.

But soon, the zombie jumped away, and the zombies following him jumped over - a group of four zombies arranged in a two-by-two arrangement, jumping neatly, with bamboo poles on their shoulders.

Wen Qi raised her eyebrows slightly, looked back close to the window, and found that the zombies were carrying a coffin, and there were four zombies carrying it behind the coffin.

Nine corpses sent to the coffin? Incredible, what kind of big shot is lying in this coffin?

Wen Qi was extremely curious. The coffin had already reached the window, so she looked at the coffin while making coffee.

The coffin of golden nanmu, a standard feature of ancient emperors, is engraved with patterns of dragons and phoenixes, and there seems to be some text on the side, which probably tells the life events of the owner of the coffin.

Wen Qi couldn't see clearly and let out a regretful "tsk". If it weren't for the fear of enmity, she would have really wanted to get out of the car and stop the coffin to take a closer look. She had the uncomfortable feeling of hearing half of the gossip but not following it up.

Wen Qi walked to the cab with her coffee. The car suddenly stopped. She looked up and saw nine zombies and coffins parked in front of the RV.

"What do you mean?" Wen Qi handed the coffee to Feng Ce and guessed, "Do you want us to give him a gift?" He didn't even know him, so it wouldn't be appropriate to have to give him a gift as soon as he walked by.

Feng Ce blew on the coffee and took a careful sip, "Just go down and take a look and you'll find out."

Wen Qi nodded, "Don't worry, just finish your coffee first."

The people in the car did not get out, and the zombies in front of the car stood still. However, the man in the coffin lost his composure and pushed the lid of the coffin away and sat up.

Wen Qi said "Ouch", "This is my first time seeing the Millennium Zombie King wearing a suit."

Feng Ce was also looking at the skinny zombie covered in purple and gold, "It's about to evolve into a demon, as long as it can withstand the thunder tribulation."

Wen Qi frowned, "How can such a thing walk on the road so openly? Doesn't the Celestial Master Association care about it?" She picked up her phone and called Han Zhen, "Does the Celestial Master Association have a registered zombie king?"

Han Zhen understood after hearing this, "Are you in southern Xinjiang?"

Wen Qi's brows relaxed, "It really does exist, why do you want to keep it?"

Han Zhen said: "It is the ancestor of the corpse exorcism family in southern Xinjiang. It has been enshrined by the descendants. With its control, the corpse exorcism group has subsided a lot, and the Tianshi Association can be better managed."

Wen Qi was a little surprised, "The corpse exorcism sect is not under the control of the Celestial Master Association?"

Han Zhen: "This sect is independent. According to them, they are different from us. We are responsible for the soul and they are responsible for the body. They are two systems and cannot be confused."

Wen Qi clicked her tongue, "She's pretty good at making excuses."

"There are relatively few people in the corpse exorcism group, and we don't force them to abide by the rules of the Celestial Master Association. As long as they don't affect ordinary people and don't use their abilities to harm others, that's enough." Han Zhen said, "Since it stopped you, You should have something to say, and listening to it won’t delay anything.”

Wen Qi said "Oh", "Then I'll get out of the car and have a chat with it."

After hanging up the phone, Feng Ce had almost finished his cup of coffee, and the two got out of the car and walked towards the Zombie King.

The zombies carrying the coffin placed the coffin on the ground. The zombie king stood up straight and stepped out of the coffin calmly - yes, it did not jump, but stepped out like a normal person walking.

The shiny leather shoes fell on the dirt road, and there was an inexplicable feeling that this broken road was not worthy of the zombie king.

The Zombie King walked up to Wen Qi and Feng Ce and greeted politely, "Hello, I'm Chen Guanli." His voice was dry and cracked, very much like deep electronic music.

Wen Qi blinked and followed its words and introduced: "Hello, I am Wen Qi. This is my husband, Feng Ce."

The Zombie King nodded, "I know you. Are you here to attend the International Mystic Masters Conference? But it's a bit early, and it won't start until more than two months."

Wen Qi shook her head, "No, what is the International Conference of Mystic Masters?"

The Zombie King was not surprised, "The invitation has just been sent out, maybe the Celestial Master Association has not received it yet. The Mystic Master Conference is organized by our zombie sect, and we have invited many internationally renowned Mystic Masters to come and communicate with you. The venue is It’s in Wanku Mountain in southern Xinjiang, I hope you can come and participate.”

Wen Qi suddenly realized, "Is this the first one?"

The Zombie King nodded, "Yes, if it succeeds this time, I hope this tradition can continue in the future."

Wen Qi didn't know what to say, so she could only nod her head in admiration.

The Zombie King didn't mean to talk much. After talking about the business, he said goodbye to them and returned to the coffin, leaving first.

Wen Qi and Feng Ce looked at each other, and the former asked: "What purpose do you think it has?"

Feng Ce shook his head, "Let the soldiers come and cover up the water and the earth. It's best if they just want to communicate and learn. If not, then their plot is too big."

Wen Qi pursed her lips and dialed Han Zhen's phone number again. Before he could speak, the latter said, "The association just received an invitation letter from the corpse exorcism sect, inviting us to attend some international mysticism exchange conference?"

"I was about to tell you this." Wen Qi frowned and said, "Do you know much about the corpse exorcism sect? Will they make any trouble? Are you planning to come over?"

Han Zhen was silent for two seconds and said: "I don't know much about it, but I still want to go over and have a look just in case. The start time is mid-July. We still have time to investigate their purpose."