The Lame Daoist Priest: The One Hundred and Fourteenth Thousand-Year Shadow Corpse

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The **** calmly wiped off the milk from his face, ignoring the surprised gazes of everyone around him, clasped his fists and said to me: "Thank you, brother, for the milk!"

I waved my hand and said, "You don’t need to be polite, brother, let’s go wash..."

I met others while eating, but I also met many people in the Taoist world.

About half an hour later, a young man walked onto the stage with a microphone. This man was about twenty-five or sixteen years old, 1.8 meters tall, and wearing white clothes, giving people a sense of stability. He opened his mouth and said: "Thank you for coming to the annual meeting! In this age of advocating science, there are so many Taoist descendants, it is a happy event!"

Recalling the applause, I followed with a few shots.

The young man continued: "Introduce myself, my name is Gao Yu, and I am the new president of the Taoist Association. To be honest, I really don’t have the ability to sit in this position. I don’t have this in terms of qualifications or prestige. Qualifications. Several elders of the association made me sit up. More importantly, my father was the former president and died in the line of duty!" The young man’s tone was passionate: "Father once taught me no matter what. Everything must have a beginning and an end! Since I have taken this seat, I must do my best to do it well! I hope everyone can give me a chance to show me, and I hope that Taoism can be passed on forever!"

‘Papa, papa. ’There was another applause.

I clapped and thought in secret. Last time when a group of ghosts gathered in Qingtian City, and the chairman of the Taoist Association was killed, then this young man is the son of the deceased chairman, and he does not seem to be a simple character.

The young man continued: "There is another thing. We just received a secret report that zombies were infested in a village in the southern mountainous area of ​​our country. Many people have been killed by poisonous hands. Several fellow daoists killed the zombies. , I didn’t expect it to be a thousand-year-old shadow corpse. Only one fellow Taoist escaped, and the others were all murdered!"

As soon as the voice fell, everyone below started talking.

The **** also asked contemptuously: "Big brother, the thousand-year shadow corpse is awesome?"

"Of course." I nodded solemnly: "The corpse of the shadow doesn't grow hair. It is similar to the zombies in the movie. They are very poisonous. If someone is caught or bitten, it won't be used. How long will it be very poisonous. According to the records of "The Records of Demon Slayering in the Niumen History", people scratched by the corpse of the shadow will also become zombies, but I have not seen it personally.

"No way, big brother, this is not a movie. You will become a zombie with a bite? I don't believe it!"

I glanced at him: "I don't believe it either. Go and let the zombie take a bite and you will know if it is true."

Listening to me, the **** closed his mouth quickly.

The young man squeezed his hands and said: "Everyone is quiet. Most of the people present must have heard of the Thousand-Year Shadow Corpse. This kind of thing is very fierce, and the whole body is very poisonous. If you are scratched, you will be poisoned! It will be very poisonous in just a few hours! And people who have been poisoned by this kind of poison will turn into zombies after death, and will jump up and hurt people like wild animals!"

Someone shouted: "The scourge of the thousand-year shadow corpse should not exist in the world. This time we all gather here, so we should take this opportunity to kill it together!"

Someone next to him echoed: "Yes, it just happens that I haven't seen the corpse, so it's better to go see and see together!"

"Okay!" said the young man: "We cultivators deserve to kill the people! Since the daoists are so enthusiastic, we will set off the day after tomorrow! After all, it is difficult to deal with the shadow corpse for a thousand years. , The risk factor is also very high. I hope that all the Taoist friends will go back tonight and consider it carefully. Tomorrow noon, we will count the number of people. If you are willing to help us, please sign up. Of course, even if no one signs up, our Taoist Association will send someone there. Calm down the thousand-year shadow corpse!"

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After dinner, Mr. Song and I were walking downstairs.

The sleeves of my shirt are rolled up, my hands are in my trouser pockets, and while walking, I said casually: "Song Lao, you have known about the corpse for a thousand years, right?"

Song Laogan, who has always been hot-tempered, laughed twice without answering.

I continued: "Call me to attend the annual meeting, just want me to take action, right?"

"Since you guessed it, don't tell me, look now, where should I put my old face." Song Lao said.

I smiled and said, "Song Lao, it's not that serious. We can be regarded as a year-long acquaintance. If you have something to say directly, I will never say a word."

Actually, I don't want to participate in the matter of the corpse. The Taoist Association is full of talents. Without me, they can still handle it. As for why I promised Song Lao? It's because I want to pave the way for the **** and have a good relationship with the people of the Taoist Association. Even if I die later, if the **** is in trouble, he can ask the Taoist Association for help.

Song Lao said: "Little dragon, the Thousand-Year Shadow Corpse is so fierce and so fierce that it is by no means comparable to Zi Mao Zang! To be honest, I also wanted to reduce casualties before calling you. Of course, the main reason is that I believe in your strength. Although you are young, your Taoist cultivation is no worse than my old man. With you this time, we should be able to relax a lot."

"Mr Song, you praised me too much. I'm just a fledgling boy."

Song Lao smiled: "Xiaolong, don't be humble. By the way, do you know how to deal with the thousand-year shadow corpse?"

I shook my head: "I don’t know, I’ve never seen anything like this before. According to ancient books, the shadow corpse of a thousand years is highly poisonous, and the whole body is condensed, not afraid of water or fire, and has cultivated for more than a thousand years. I'm not afraid of any spells! I want to kill the Shadow Corpse... I suggest using high-tech weapons! A rocket launcher will pass by, and it will be blown into **** no matter how powerful it is!"

But Song Lao said solemnly: "Xiaolong, we are Taoists, not an army, so we can’t use rocket launchers. There are two reasons. First, we can’t get rocket launchers. Even if we do, we can’t carry them. Second, We are Taoist priests, we must use Taoism to deal with the corpse of the shadow, otherwise the Taoism will be lost!"

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Talking with Song Lao for a while, I went back to the room.

Room... I live in a standard room with a bitch. After entering the house, he found that the **** was playing on the computer. He asked while playing minesweeper: "Brother, shall we sign up tomorrow?"

"Of course, I want to take you to see the legendary thousand-year shadow corpse. I ask you, during the three months I left, did you exercise?"

"Yes, I can do 200 push-ups in a row now! How about? Great, isn't it?" The **** showed off his muscles stinkingly.

"200 are you embarrassed to say? I can make a thousand at will."

"Blow, you can blow it, there are still a thousand, you make a thousand and I ate the computer! Chewing! Without drinking water!" The **** was unbelieving.

I didn't say anything, just pushed on the ground with both hands and started push-ups. It took an average of one per second and finished a thousand. It took about 20 minutes. I was also sweating profusely, but my breath was fairly stable, and I didn't gasp. This is the result of training, my endurance is very strong!

The **** was dumbfounded a long time ago, so he turned his head and touched the computer in a daze. I stood up and wiped my sweat, pointed at the computer and said, "I'm done, it's your turn next."

The expression of a **** is like eating a fly: "Big brother, can I perform a swan dance?"

"Guess."

"I guess... OK!"

"Hurry up, stop talking nonsense, chew the computer!" I urged.

At this moment, my mobile phone rang suddenly, and I took out the mobile phone to see that it was Sister Xiaoling. I ignored the bastard, opened the door and walked out, standing in the corridor to answer the phone: "Hey."

"Xiaolong, I didn't want to disturb you, but I want to know if you have reached the capital safely." Sister Xiaoling's concerned voice came over.

My heart warmed: "Well, arrived safely, we are staying at XX Hotel. How about you? How is the injury? Is the wound crusted?"

"I'm fine, I thought...you won't answer my phone."

I was about to talk when a nosebleed suddenly came out, and at the same time I felt as if I was out of breath. I had to breathe very hard to make me feel comfortable, so my breathing gradually became faster. I hurriedly said to the phone: "Sister Xiaoling, I am a little busy, I will tell you later."

She seemed to hear my rapid breathing and asked eagerly: "Xiaolong, what's wrong with you, Xiaolong?!"

But I have hung up.

Go back to the house and open your mouth to breathe while washing your nosebleeds! This situation continued for about five minutes before it gradually subsided.

Lung function failure...When I really can't breathe, it's my death date.

Fortunately, the frequency of illness is not very high.

The **** has been helping me. Seeing that my nosebleeds disappeared, he handed over the towel and asked seriously: "Big brother, are you sick?"

"No, I was tired from doing push-ups just now." I took the towel and wiped my nose, then returned to the house, took out the ginseng from my backpack, took a bite, ate a few more dates, and lay down. Be silent on the bed.

Nosebleeds flow every day. In order to prevent excessive blood loss, I must eat more blood tonic. So, besides the charm and the shadow sword, I also carry blood tonic food such as jujube, ginseng, and donkey-hide gelatin.

After a while, I called Sister Xiaoling: "Sister Xiaoling, I'm sorry, I just had a problem here, so I just hung up."

She asked softly: "Xiaolong, what's the matter with you? Are you sick?"

I smiled and said, "No, how can you curse me to be sick, Xiaoling? Okay, you can rest early, oh yes, there is one more thing, I will go to a certain mountainous area the day after tomorrow to deal with Something, there may be no signal there, but it won’t be too long. I will go back for as long as two or three days or as long as a week."

"Xiaolong, if you feel unwell, don't take risks. I just want to keep you healthy."

"Well, don't worry, you know my skills, I won't be in danger. Let's do this first Miss Ling, you have a good rest, don't think about it, good night."

Hang up the phone, I leaned against the wall of the corridor and took a deep breath. I really didn't know what to do with Sister Xiaoling. The doctor said that women who are often in a bad mood will increase the chance of cancer. So recently, it is best not to make Xiao Ling sister angry. But my lung function is gradually exhausting, and my life is coming to an end. Being with her will harm her after all...