"Ren Dalong, who asked you to swallow the corpse tooth powder in one go?

If God commits evil, it can still violate his own sins and cannot survive.

This is your exemplary act of committing one's own sins."

When Ren Dalong heard Uncle Jiu’s scolding, he was immediately stunned. Didn’t you ask me to eat my dad’s tooth powder at the beginning?

Just when he was confused, his father who was released bit Ren Dalong's neck.

Kuoxi, even if you are a zombie, you can't bite someone to death with just one mouth.

Seeing that Ren Dalong's father was useless and he jumped out to show off, Uncle Jiu didn't say he was thinking about the past favors.

With a swing of his cuff, he took out a small peach wood sword and stabbed it directly into Ren Dalong's father's heart, breaking the key point in its body where the corpse energy was stored.

Ren Dalong doesn't care whether his father dies or not. What he cares about now is whether he is wrong about eating tooth powder.

"Tao Shiying, you said you asked me to eat my dad's tooth powder, and I also endured the stench as you asked.

What do you mean now? Could it be that you were just shaking me?"

"I mean to eat tooth powder. Did I just swallow the tooth powder like this?

The doctor will not prepare medicinal materials before applying them to the medicine.

If I don’t use Taoist techniques to deal with zombie tooth powder, it will not be effective in using poison to fight poison with poison.

But you were as anxious as a monkey. You didn't wait for me to deal with the corpse tooth powder, and you swallowed it in one bite.

It seems that the child in Lianmei’s belly can’t see her own father anymore, and she doesn’t know if he will like me as his godfather?”

Uncle Jiu was so energetic that Ren Dalong was the one who made his own decisions, so when he spoke in the end, he deliberately rejected Ren Dalong with Michilian.

But this happened to hit Ren Dalong's fatal hole. What he was most afraid of was Taoist Ying living in his house, spending his money, marrying his wife, and beating his children.

Excited, Ren Dalong didn't care that he might be able to get Uncle Jiu's head in the future, so he pulled out the revolver on his waist and pointed the muzzle at Uncle Jiu.

"Okay, Taoist Ying, I know you are not kind to come back this time. It turns out that you want to live in my house, spend my money, marry my wife, and beat my children.

I really misread your character!

People like you shouldn't go to the mountains to practice any path. A sinister and shameless guy like you should sit in the capital's congress to harm the country and the people."

Seeing Ren Dalong excited, he was a little lost, and Uncle Jiu didn't spoil him either.

After changing his body, he broke away from the muzzle of the revolver and gently grabbed it into an eagle claw.

The silver-shining revolver fell into Uncle Jiu's hand.

After years of practicing Taoism, his skills are not bad.

Compared with those martial arts masters, he is slightly inferior to that, but it is still very simple to use a greasy middle-aged fat man.

"Ren Dalong, keep your mouth clean. If it weren't for the sake of Lianmei's face, I really don't care about your life or death.

Don't think that you have been a little warlord for a few years and are qualified to talk to me.

You started your business through Feng Shui. Do you believe it or not? I can also use Feng Shui to kill you quietly.

If you really want to harm you, I have some methods. It is true that Maoshan Technique can save people, but there are many people who use Maoshan Technique outside to harm people.

Do you think I, as the Maoshan master, will have those magical techniques that harm people?"

After listening to Uncle Jiu's words, Ren Dalong, who had no gun in his hand, got used to it again.

Although I knew in my heart that Taoist Ying might be scaring him, his heart was beating again and again without any effort.

Because, what Uncle Jiu said is very likely to be true!

As a great man who can bend and stretch, Ren Dalong began to lick his face after finding out that he was at a disadvantage: "Brother Ying, what you said is right, what you said makes sense, it is because I was thinking too much.

I deserve to die, I am a bastard, I judge a gentleman by the heart of a villain.

Please give up my impulse just because of the sake of Sister Lian!”

Seeing Ren Dalong's face as though he was very slight and heavy, Uncle Jiu, who knew what this guy was, wasn't too concerned about it.

If he doesn't look at the monk's face and Buddha's face, Michilian is the middleman. He really can't just turn the table over and turn his back: "This is only once, I won't be the example.

Unfortunately, you are indeed a corpse poison to attack your heart. Without the tooth powder of zombies as a medium, I can’t cook without rice!

Let's do this, let's go back to the county town to rest overnight. I'm going to think of a way tomorrow."

After hearing Uncle Jiu say that he still can't live without zombie tooth powder, Ren Dalong, who had long forgotten his father, remembered his deceased father again.

Turning around and looking at his father's appearance that he could not die anymore, he suddenly felt sad!

"Dad, you can't die, bah... you can't die like that. I'm still waiting for you to grow a pair of teeth...

Brother Ying, do you have any way to make my dad jump up? I thought about it. Even if it turns into a zombie, it will be my dad. I can't just watch it lose its life!"

Uncle Jiu ignored Ren Dalong's second-skinned face.

Not to mention the false empty words of good and evil, if he had the ability to save a dead zombie, he would still be lying in a small place in Renjia Town.

Not to mention going back to Maoshan and competing for the position of Maoshan leader with his senior brother, he also wants to move the town to open the mountain gate to spread the heritage.

He was not polite to Ao Sheng, who was as sensitive as Ren Dalong, said: "Mr. Ren, I just remembered that your dad is a little late? Your dad is completely dead.

Even if you hold him and howl, it will not survive. Please let me go, I will cast a spell to cremate it."

I understand that my dad is really useless, and Ren Dalong is no longer holding it to pretend to be a filial son and virtuous grandson.

If you have that skill, it is better to coax Taoist Ying more. This guy is willing to suffer even if he is coaxed and has the face of his wife, are you afraid that he will let go?

In the middle of the night, two waves of people met unexpectedly at the gate tower of Ping'an County.

Looking at Uncle Jiu and others who were rolling in dust, Wang Yu thought to himself: It’s a coincidence, I don’t know what Uncle Jiu and the others ran out of the city in the middle of the night.

After refusing Huang Zhi's warm invitation and watching him board the ship that went down the river to the provincial capital, Wang Yu rushed back alone.

After all, he has changed his customs recently, and he is afraid that the waves will be caught and will be killed by a 404-year-old master of the river crab.

But the journey back is no better than when I came to the river, and there are no good roads in the undulating hills and mountains of Hunan and Zhejiang borders.

Therefore, even though Wang Yu's journey took him a little late for most of the day before he arrived at Ping'an County.

"Wang Yu, why are you rushing to the county town in the middle of the night? Has something big happened to the charity village?" Seeing his nephew, Uncle Jiu's first reaction was that something big happened to the charity village.

Otherwise, Wang Yu's calm personality would not be so good, and he would have gone to the county town to find him.
Chapter completed!