Chapter 87 Miracle

The next morning, Uncle Jiu and others woke up and found that Qianqiu Daojun was missing.

After looking for a while, Yahao, the apprentice of Ma Madi, couldn't help asking the frowning Ma Ma Madi, "Master! Last night, the master said that he would help us find the body today. But there was no one this morning. Master, did you think the master was bragging and afraid that he couldn't find the body, so he rushed back to Maoshan overnight?

Walking in front of Ma Ma Di, he was stunned for a moment, then buttoned his nose and said puzzledly, "It's impossible! Big brother has the best face. It's impossible to leave without saying goodbye!"

Looking at the master walking in front of him, Yahao took a few steps quickly and whispered in Mamadi's ear, "Master, Uncle Qianji has said that unless we have the blood of his close relatives and the eight characters of the master's birthday. Otherwise, if you want to find the lost zombie, you won't look for a needle at all. Therefore, the master must be afraid that he could not find the zombie and lost face. That's why he rushed back to Maoshan overnight. Otherwise, who can take him away silently according to the master's behavior!"

After listening to this, he looked ugly and thought to himself, "Is it true that this stinky boy has been right!" Brother was afraid of losing face, but he got away?

In this way, the two masters and apprentices with their own thoughts slowly walked into the hall. After entering the hall, Yahao poured tea for Ma Ma Ma Di and persuaded her, "Master, why don't we tell the truth to the Lai family? It's been such a long time. How can we look for it? If you ask me, we have done our best and are worthy of this industry. If the Lai family is really unrelent, we will go straight back to Maoshan and find us when we see it.

"Puff..." Hearing this, Ma Ma Di sprayed a mouthful of tea on the apprentice's face, then slapped the table and stood up and roared, "Hey, you broom star! What are you talking about! You want me to hide back to Maoshan like my grandson! I'll tell you that I'm going back to Maoshan, but it's definitely not like this. I want money to beat drums and go back gloriously. I want to let those who look down on me know that I am better than them.

After saying this, Ma Madi saw the ninth uncle coming. So after taking a look at his apprentice, he sat back in the chair and whispered, "Only once, dare to say such a depressing thing in the future. Be careful that I interrupt your dog's leg."

Seeing that Master had such a big reaction, Yahao nodded repeatedly while wiping the tea leaves on his face; "Yes, yes, yes. Master, you are right. We must go back in a glorious way."

"Well, it's almost the same!" Ma Madi looked at the apprentice and nodded with relief. Then he picked up the teapot, took two sips at the spout, and put the teapot back on the table before Uncle Jiu came in.

At this time, Uncle Jiu, who had just entered the door, looked at Yahao with an embarrassed face, frowned at the numbness that was digging his ears and said, "What's wrong? Yahao makes you angry again!"

Yahao looked at the ninth uncle who said this and poured a pot of tea for himself. He looked at his master again, and then opened his mouth, with a face that he wanted to say.

Uncle Jiu picked up the teacup and looked at the two masters and apprentices strangely. After a while, he suddenly realized that he said, "Look at your expression, your master must be bullying you again!" Cough! There is such a master! It's really sad!"

Hearing this, Yahao looked at Uncle Jiu, who drank all the tea, and his action of filling the tea again.

Ma Ma Di looked at the ninth uncle who shook his head and sighed, like an angry little daughter-in-law, and whispered, "The eldest brother is gone, but we agreed last night that you have to accompany me to find the zombie today, otherwise the brother's love will end here."

Uncle Jiu looked at Madi's disappointing appearance, put down the teacup he took to his mouth, and said helplessly, "It's not that I won't look for it!" I sent all the literary students out, but what's the use of this? There are mountains and forests here, and I don't know the big brother's spell of scattering beans into soldiers, and you still refuse to go to the Lai family for help! Tell me, how can we find it? If this is useful, help me find out everything about the thunder corpse!"

After listening to Uncle Jiu's words, he stood up, and then pointed to Uncle Jiu and said loudly, "Well, we agreed yesterday. Now you have changed your mind again. Do you want to play tricks?"

"Who wants to be naughty?" With the words, the four-eye Taoist gentleman, who had just woken up, stretched out and staggered in.

Looking at the four-mu Daojun who came in, Ma Ma Madi stared at Uncle Jiu, then walked to his room and said without looking back, "Ask them, I'm going back to bed now."

"What's going on?" Simu Daojun looked at the numb land that waved his sleeves and asked puzzledly.

"What else can happen! He has always been self-centered and can't tolerate other people's complaints. Uncle Jiu said and took a sip of tea.

The four-eye Taoist king on one side looked at Yahao with an ugly face and said doubtfully, "Yahao, what's wrong with you! What's with this expression?"

Yahao listened and approached the ninth uncle and said with some self-reproach: "Uncle Sanshi! My master just drank this tea in front of the teapot. The master was here just now, and I didn't dare to tell you..."

"Pu" With Yahao's words, Uncle Jiu spewed out a mouthful of tea, which once again let Yahao know what it means to cover his head and face.

Yahao, who was sprayed twice one morning, couldn't help howling, "Uncle, how can you do this! I'm so unlucky!"

It is different from the joy of Uncle Jiu's family. At this time, there was a nightmare in Qin Hui's small building.

I was born in Jiangnan, which is known as the hometown of fish and rice, and my ancestors have been capable for generations. Rich merchants, generals, and even the governors of the two rivers are all in my family. However, as the saying goes, 30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi. By this time, the family had fallen. Although relying on the family background of their ancestors, they could barely be said to be rich, but they lived up to their reputation.

At that time, I always thought that my life would pass like this until the Boxer Rebellion at the end of the Qing Dynasty. Looking at the anti-clear slogans all over the world, I thought that the time had come, so I became a seller of money and supported the army for wealth. Unfortunately, the good times did not last long. Although the people in the Boxer Rebellion did not care about life and death, it was a peasant uprising after all. They had no money or guns. In the end, they failed. With the decline of the Boxer, some Boxer generals who felt that the generals had gone turned to the Qing court instead. And the anti-water reaction of these high-level officials also brought disaster to my family.

"The king of sinned vigorously funded the uprising of the Boxer Rebels, the crime was unforgivable, sentenced, and the family was extermined." With the majestic tone, a big man dressed as a general shouted in the execution ground.

Hearing this man's words, the man in prison uniform knelt down and shouted back loudly, "Liu, you are ungrateful. I'm ashamed of my kindness to you in those years, but you actually want to cut off my head today. I, Wang Dali, don't accept even if I'm a ghost!"

"This!" The general looked at Wang Dali, who was kneeling below, and looked at the master beside him with some difficulty.

Looking at the general's expression and the master who has been with the general for many years, he whispered, "General, since you are old, you might as well give them a poison bar. This is also a decent way to die, at least you can leave a whole body."

Hearing the master's words, the general ordered people to prepare the poisoned wine, handed the poisoned wine to the prisoners below, shook his head and said, "Strong! This way of death is not in vain for us to get to know each other. You can go on the road at ease. Brother can't help it!"

After hearing this, the prisoner looked at the family members kneeling behind him and laughed, "There can be a whole body when we die. We should laugh!" Don't cry, success or failure, what's wrong with crying! We are just out of luck, otherwise, I will be able to reproduce the glory of our ancestors. After saying this, the prisoner laughed and killed the poisoned wine in one bite.

"Roar!" Wang Dali, lying in the basement, suddenly opened his eyes with the roar, then looked around silently, and finally stopped his eyes on his hand. Looking at the long nails in his hand, Wang Dali said in a corpse, "I'm a zombie, I'm Wang Dali. I want freedom. I believe that Dali will work miracles." After saying this, Wang Dali punched through the secret door to the outside world.

One step, two steps. Looking at the dazzling sunshine outside, Wang Dali walked out firmly. Finally, standing outside the small building, Wang Dali looked at the small building and disappeared in the sun.

Feeling the scorching sun above his head, Wen Cai looked at the small building that gradually appeared in sight and said to Uncle Jiu, "Master! The sun is so full, let's take a break. Anyway, we can't find the zombies lost by the second uncle. Let's go back when we come out to make a look. It's useless to work so hard!"

After hearing this, the ninth uncle drank the last sip of water in the kettle and admonished the article: "Nonsense! Now that we have promised others, we have to do it, otherwise the word "faith" will become empty words!"

After hearing this, Wen Cai pouted and said in her heart, "It's not that I was haunted by the second uncle in the morning!" Otherwise, it would be strange for you to come out! Qiu Sheng's boy had a good life. Seeing that something was wrong, he took Tingting to his aunt's house. Hey! I don't know if that boy will flirt with Tingting behind my back!" Thinking of this literary talent, she shook her head repeatedly and cheered herself up; "No, definitely not. Tingting is so arrogant that she will definitely not like Qiu Sheng. Well, definitely not."

"Where are you doing? Let's go!" Uncle Jiu looked at the hesitant literary talent behind and shouted helplessly.

"Oh, here it comes!" After returning to his mind, he ran a few steps and came to Uncle Jiu's side.

"Master, there seems to be someone in front!" Wen Cai, who came to Uncle Jiu's side, looked at the blurred figure in front of him and said doubtfully.

When Uncle Jiu heard this, he shook his head, pointed to his feet and said, "Although it is remote here, there are still some herbalists who go up the mountain. Otherwise, you think the road under our feet is stepped on by ghosts!"

Wen Cai looked at the path leading to Qin Hui's house under his feet and giggled, but did not answer.

Uncle Jiu looked down the path and said, "Since there are people here, let's sit down and ask for a bowl of water."

"Ah! That's not good!" After listening to Uncle Jiu's words, Wen Cai's face turned pale and he couldn't help exclaiming.

"Hmm!" Uncle Jiu looked at Wen Cai and said strangely, "What! You seem to be scared!"

"None!" Wen Cai smiled stiffly and replied, "Master, this place is so desolate, and we are not familiar with the master here. It seems inappropriate to go like this!"

"What's wrong with this! Just go in and have a drink of water!" Uncle Jiu said this and headed towards the small building.