I have a lot of relatives

Dao Qianhe is worthy of being praised as a pioneer in Taoism by the four-eyed Daoist, and a figure of Maoshan General. His mouth is a death line, which makes Pan Haodong think of some netizens.

"After this battle, I will go home and get married." (Can't go back)

"After doing this, I will just wash my hands in the golden basin and quit." (Must die)

"I told a lie all my life and deceived countless people, but today I decided to tell the truth once." (I must die after speaking)

"Captain, it looks safe here." (Must die)

"..."

There are many similar words.

Among them is the sentence that Chief Qianhe just said, the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility.

Thinking that Uncle Qianhe would die at the hands of the royal zombies at night, Pan Haodong had a wonderful expression on his face and he wanted to stop talking.

Daoist Qianhe thought that his nephew was meditating, and smiled comfortedly, and said to Daoist four-eyes: "Brother, I ran out of glutinous rice, I want to ask you something."

"Jia Le, take glutinous rice to Uncle Master."

"Oh~~"

Jia Le ran back stubbornly.

At this time, the four-eyed Taoist commander walked to the coffin escorted by several officers and soldiers, looked around and said: "The bronze horn golden coffin is wrapped in ink nets. Is it...?"

Chief Qianzuru replied: "Yes, it's a zombie."

The four-eyed Taoist said in doubt: "Then why didn't you burn it?"

"Hey……"

Dao Qianhe sighed and explained: "This zombie is a frontier royal family and cannot be burned. We have to transport it to Beijing and wait for the emperor to send it off."

Although the Qing Dynasty died.

But the lean camel was bigger than the horse. In order to appease the Manchu clan, the president did not cruelly destroy the royal family, but chose to support them in the Forbidden City.

The government of the Republic of China allocated four million to the last emperor every year.

Before, the royal family living in the frontier retained a lot of power in the local area. For the sake of the stability of the frontier, the new government chose to treat the last emperor and his relatives kindly.

Therefore, many people are loyal to them.

Of course, there are not many people.

If you want to be the same as before, you can't call the wind and the rain. The status of the relatives of the emperor is also a prominent family in the local area, and the status has dropped sharply.

However, no matter how quickly the status of the relatives and relatives of the emperor fell, it would take a certain process.

Therefore, Pan Haodong could see the slightly absurd scene before him.

"Dao Qianhe, why don't you take down the tent so that the observation can absorb more sunlight and reduce corpse energy?"

Master Yixiu's suggestion made Daoist Qianhe's eyes shine, and he quickly turned around and said: "Southeast, northwest, and quickly take down the tent."

"Wait~~"

Pan Haodong hurriedly interrupted: "Uncle Master, the tent is easy to disassemble and installs slowly. This area is windy and rainy. There is no tent to block the wind and rain, and the ink fountain line is easy to melt."

"Junior Brother, Junior Nephew is right. The weather today is not so good. There will be heavy rain in the evening. Don't demolish the tent."

The four-eyed Taoist commander's favorite thing to do is to refute Master Yixiu. What's more, what the teacher nephew said is reasonable, so naturally he has to step forward and stop the junior brother from doing stupid things.

Dao Qianhe smiled awkwardly: "Then don't open it."

Master Yixiu was also a little bit awkward, with an embarrassing expression on his face, just thinking about reducing the corpse qi and ignoring other aspects. If because of his own advice, the ink fountain line was rained out, the sin would be serious.

"Uncle Master, Nuomi."

Knorr brought a small bag of glutinous rice.

Dao Qianhe took the glutinous rice and said to Daoist Four-eye, "Brother, thank you."

"You're welcome. I hope you don't need this bag of glutinous rice."

"Hey, hey..."

The sissy around the little prince yelled: "It's time to set off, and they say so much!"

"Brother, goodbye."

"Master, take care."

"Master nephew, don't neglect your practice. Maoshan's future depends on you."

After Dao Qianhe said farewell one by one, he led the four disciples from the south, east, north and west.

Not long after the group left.

There was thunder in the sky, and Master Yixiu quickly said: "Nephew Pan Xian, it's fortunate to have you, otherwise Lao Na will make a mistake."

"Master, whoever is not a sage can do nothing, don't worry about this."

No one will care about unintentional mistakes.

Even the four eyes who liked Yixiu's bickering didn't ridicule each other about the matter, but worried about watching the fading junior.

At this time, Qingqing carried a basket on his back, walked to Pan Haodong and asked: "Brother, I want to go up the mountain to pick some medicinal materials. Can you go with me?"

"Xiaobai, you accompany Qingqing into the mountain."

"What about you?" ×2

Pan Haodong rubbed Xiaobai's head and said to her and Qingqing: "I have an unclear premonition in my heart. I always feel that something might happen to Uncle Master, so I'm going to follow it and see.

"Oh~~ Go early and return early, sister Qingqing and I are waiting for you at home."

Xiaobai didn't worry about his brother's safety at all, so he took Qingqing's arm and went to the mountains.

The four-eyed Taoist leader who had not left on the side heard the words: "Senior nephew, do you really have an unknown premonition?"

"Um~~"

Pan Haodong nodded.

Master Yixiu immediately said: "If this is the case, then Lao Na will accompany you on a trip!"

"It's not enough with bare hands. Go back and get the guy."

"..."

At seven o'clock in the evening, it rained heavily.

The corpse transport team that entered the high woods was racing against time to set up a tent in the forest. The rain had already soaked everyone, including the little prince sitting on the sedan chair.

The rain is strong and the wind is strong.

Lifting the canopy on the sedan can't stop wind and rain at all.

The tent on top of the golden coffin can only block part of the rain. The ink bucket net has been washed by the rain, and it has already melted. Qianhe Daochang is anxious: "East, west, south, come and stand side by side to block the rain."

"Yes."

The four disciples quickly stepped forward and stood side by side in a line, resisting the wind and rain with their bodies.

Unfortunately, everything is too late.

Click!

A thunderstorm struck the tent, and the northeast, southeast and northwest were scared to roll around. Daoist Qianhe was also surprised.

Answer and answer~~

The rain fell crazily on the coffin, and the ink line mixed with dog blood and cinnabar melted rapidly in the rainstorm.

"Southeast, northwest, prepare ropes."

The ink bucket net loses its effectiveness, and the zombies will soon come out of the cage. Daoist Qianzuru can think of a way, only to trap the coffin with a rope, drag it for a period of time, and then send someone to ask the brothers and nephews to come over to help trap or kill the royal family. Zombie.

The southeast and northwest are not the playful and often mischievous Qiusheng and Wencai. They heard Master's instructions and quickly took out a two-fingered rope and tied it very neatly on the coffin.

Then, there were two people standing on one side, pulling the rope left and right.

Crunch, crunch...

Accompanied by the harsh sound, the coffin began to shake, and the four people from the southeast, northwest and northwest quickly pulled the rope with the force of feeding.

Not far away, Master Yixiu said eagerly: "Four eyes, the zombies are coming out of the cage immediately, so let's just watch?"

Four eyes waved his hands, pretending to be calm and said: "Don't worry, wait until the zombies come out of the cage, don't let the old man from the Qing Dynasty know how powerful zombies are. They won't agree with us to subdue and burn the zombies."

Pan Haodong immediately said: "Master, my uncle is right. We have to let them know how powerful it is before we can let it go..."