"That's good, that's good" Ren Tai patted his chest and breathed a sigh of relief.
He was almost scared to death just now.
How could an ordinary person like him have ever seen a zombie transform?
When he thought that his great-grandfather in the coffin was about to turn into a zombie, he became frightened.
My hands and feet are cold.
He wanted to go back now, to the Ren family manor.
After all, there were many people there, and the coffin was not there, but he was appointed by his grandfather to guard the coffin.
He originally thought it was a good job, but now it seems that it is not a good job.
He is simply a bad person who can no longer be bad.
He seems to be going back.
"However, even if you are going to become a zombie tomorrow, you can't relax now.
Who knows if it will change now?"
Uncle Jiu said something again at this time, and it was this sentence that made Ren Tai's originally relaxed face stiffen up again. .
"Uncle Jiu, you don't want to play tricks on people like this."
Ren Tai looked like he wanted to cry, which made Uncle Jiu glare at him, "That's just a rough guess.
Who knows when Mr.
Ren will transform into a corpse?
He might transform into a corpse in the next second."
As soon as Uncle Jiu finished speaking, Ren Tai was furious.
His originally pale face became even paler, and he couldn't even speak clearly.
"You, don't scare me, I, I'm timid."
Uncle Jiu didn't tease him anymore, but turned to Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng and said, "You two go prepare paper, pen, ink, and sword right away."
"What" Wencai and Qiu Sheng were stunned and looked at Uncle Jiu with confused expressions.
This confused look made Uncle Jiu almost go crazy.
At this time, a crisp loli sound sounded.
"Yellow paper, red pen, black ink, kitchen knife, wooden sword, Uncle Jiu, am I right?"
Uncle Jiu and Wencai Qiusheng turned around and saw that it was exactly what the greedy little nun said.
This made Uncle Jiu glare at the two useless disciples fiercely, "Look, everyone knows that you two have been with me for so long and have been by my side almost since childhood.
Now you still don't know how to piss me off." ” "Hey, hey, hey, master, don't hit anyone.
We'll go right away."
Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng were touched by Uncle Jiu and started to giggle.
Suddenly, it seemed that Uncle Jiu was about to beat them, so they jumped up and ran to get ready.
"Oh, these two stupid apprentices."
Uncle Jiu sighed as he looked at their laughing figures.
Their character is either good or bad.
They said yes because they are big-hearted and still have the heart to joke around at times like this.
It’s hard to say, it’s just because I’m too worried and I’m not in a hurry at this time.
Because Yi Zhuang has prepared a lot of this kind of material.
So Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng came with what Uncle Jiu mentioned.
Wencai handed the chicken in his hand to Uncle Jiu and said with a bit of reluctance.
"Master, we have to kill the chicken again."
This made Uncle Jiu glare at him, while Qiu Sheng on the other side handed the wooden sword in his hand to Wen Cai.
"Take the handle, why are you talking so much?"
Uncle Jiu chopped off the chicken's head, poured the chicken's blood into a bowl, then gave the dead chicken to Qiu Sheng and began to cast spells.
"Hey"
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Looking at Uncle Jiu's "magic", Steele and Kanzaki Huochi were both a little confused.
Why did it look like a sacrifice?
Uncle Jiu took a bowl filled with glutinous rice from one side.
He reached in with one finger, accurately twisted one grain, then placed it on a candle to light it, then flicked it into the bowl of chicken blood.
Suddenly the whole bowl was on fire, and the three Holy Light people who saw it from a distance screamed in surprise.
"Father, is this Taoism?
It's so exciting."
Fran exclaimed when she saw this dazzling performance.
Although she didn't see any power, she felt that this technique was very powerful.
"Tch.
Flashy," Remy said with disdain, crossing her arms, which made Holy Light pat her head and make her glare at her.
"It's not flashy, this magic is indeed good.
It's just that Uncle Ninth's strength is not very strong.
It may be flashy in your eyes, but for people of the same level, it can be said to be top-notch."
Shengguang neither praised nor belittled.
What he said was indeed true.
Maybe Maoshan Sect is just a branch of Taoism, but the unique Maoshan Technique is indeed very good.
Almost all Taoism is involved.
After all, Maoshan Sect is also a big sect.
Taoism is the self-cultivation technique of Taoist priests.
Including inner elixirs, outer elixirs, food intake, sexual intercourse, etc.
Taoist religious activities include Taoist scriptures, confessions, fasting, rituals, spells, forbidden spells, seclusion, riding on stilts, exorcism, subduing demons, subjugating demons, eliminating disasters, praying for peace, house magic, immortal magic, fasting, etc. .
Among the Taoist training methods, Maoshan Taoism is the most widely spread.
Because Maoshan Shu involves too much.
Although it involves a lot, it is not the kind of miscellaneous but not refined, but the kind that is very essence.
But even if it is the essence, not every Maoshan Taoist priest can know everything.
On the contrary, it is more difficult to learn because of the essence.
Almost every Maoshan Taoist priest can major in one thing and minor in a few.
After all, their energy is limited.
Holy Light explained to Remi and Fran, and also let them know the power of Maoshan Technique.
Taoism is indeed very powerful, even more powerful and unique than the magic in the West, so beware of it.
Although the Taoism in this world is also magic, it is very similar to the orthodox Taoism in other orthodox worlds, almost 70% similar, and the power is about the same.
You asked Shengguang how he knew that he had studied orthodox Taoism, or Taoism.
Although he only learned one, he still knew the basic information.
He just asked why the energy he sensed from Uncle Jiu and the priest was almost the same.
It turned out to be magic power.
It may be called mana here, but in the eyes of the Holy Light, it is simply magic power.
It is only slightly different from the energy in the priest's body.
It should be caused by the different sects, but the fundamentals are still the same.
At this time, Uncle Jiu looked at the bowl of burning chicken blood, opened the cork on one side of the cylinder, poured the black ink inside into the bowl of chicken blood, then put his fingers in and started stirring, and finally took out a Bagua Mirror Spirit Equipment , or it may be said that the "magic weapon" is covered, and then the energy in the body is transferred to the Bagua mirror.
Tilt it slightly and pour the mixed ink into the ink fountain that Qiu Sheng brought over.
The originally white ink fountain was directly dyed black.
"What is this?"
Wen Cai didn't understand why the master poured this kind of ink into this thing.
"This is the ink fountain.
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The ink fountain is a very common tool in the traditional woodworking industry.
It has three uses: to make long straight lines.
The method is to fix one end of the ink line after soaking in ink, pull out the ink line and tighten it to the required position, and then lift it up.
Just pop it down in the middle. 2.
The ink tank stores ink and is used with the ink stick and ruler to draw short straight lines or make marks; 3.
Draw vertical lines.”
Qiu Sheng said, "The master pours this ink mixed with his magic power.
As long as we flick the ink on the coffin, it will form a trapping circle or barrier."
"That's right, just like Qiu Sheng said, take it."
Uncle Jiu handed the ink bucket to Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng and asked them to load the coffin.
"good"
Qiu Sheng responded and pulled Wen Cai to play.
Qiu Sheng pulled out the thread covered with black ink and handed it to Wen Cai.
One person stood on the side of the coffin, calculated the length, and then printed the thread on the coffin.
Qiu Sheng pulled Hold the ink fountain line in the middle, lift it up slightly, and then release it.
"Ding" "The whole coffin has to be loaded."
Uncle Jiu was about to take Kanzaki Huochi and the others to dinner, but he still said something uneasy.
"Oh" Wencai and Qiu Sheng responded, and they continued to play, their hands covered with ink.
Ren Tai, on the other hand, was supervising a little uneasily.
He was afraid that if the two apprentices of Uncle Ninth were neglected, it would be tragic.
Who knows whether Mr.
Ren's body will transform today.
So I looked at him worriedly.
Although he was a little hungry, he didn't have the appetite to eat.
After all, his life was at stake.
At this time, the three Shengguang people sitting on the top of a tree in the distance were holding two family buckets each and eating happily, especially watching the show while eating.
Shengguang took a bite of chicken wings and looked at Uncle Jiu and Kanzaki Huochi who were eating in the distance.
Then he looked at the bright moon in the sky and showed a playful smile.
"Is there still three hours left?
It's almost over." s: Thank you for my rewards for Book Crazy 59, funny丶h君, literary and artistic young people, and Long Xinchen.
To be continued
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