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【427】 Hairy Dragon!

The four of us held our luggage and waited at the bus station. We were about to go to Pangu Township.

There are still three days left before the agreed time with Mr. Liu. I originally wanted to play for a few more days. After all, it was too dangerous to go to the Qianzi Ning. However, after discussing it, we decided to go to Pangu Township first.

It would be good to go to Pangu Township first to prepare.

Me, Brother Xiang, Sister Fan, Jia Ling bought the ticket and got on the bus.

We were originally not going to let Jia Ling go, after all, this matter was not her business, and she probably couldn't help much after she went there. Jia Ling was just a blue-eyed zombie. You should know that there were dozens of green-eyed zombies in the Thousand Corpses, and probably hundreds of blue-eyed zombies.

But Jia Ling said directly that if she was a friend, she would take her there.

I was still a little moved. After all, Jia Ling really treated us as friends. Of course, Jia Ling is actually the most safe among us. She was originally a zombie, and she was immortal, so it was difficult to die. Even those zombies rushed out. At worst, she could not find the situation and saw that the situation was urgently mixed in the group of zombies, and those zombies probably wouldn't be able to detect them.

When the four of us arrived in Pangu Township, it was already past five o'clock in the afternoon. Except for me, Brother Xiang and others were here for the first time. I led them to the door of Mr. Liu's coffin shop and pointed to the coffin shop and introduced: "I learned Taoism here with Mr. Liu for a while!"

I wouldn't be so stupid that I told them that I actually didn't learn much from here.

"You guy is lucky. I can let Mr. Liu teach you for a while." Brother Xiang looked at me with envy.

Although Brother Xiang suffered from cancer, it seems to be in good condition now. The main reason is that Brother Xiang is particularly optimistic. Many patients feel like I am about to die all day long when they hear that they have terminal illness. Then they become haggard and they are unable to get sick, so they scare themselves to death.

In comparison, Brother Xiang looks happier than ordinary people, and that's right. We can go to the underworld to be ghost servants when we die. There is actually not much difference between going down and living. People are afraid of death mainly because they will have nothing when they die. When we die, we will continue to be ghost servants when we die. This is probably one of the reasons why Brother Xiang has a good mentality.

"Old Liu is indeed very good at fortune telling. Unfortunately, I don't have that talent and I don't have the fate to let Mr. Liu teach me how to tell fortunes." I smiled and pushed open the door of the coffin shop. The door of the coffin shop was not closed. Who was so sad that he was stealing the coffin, so Mr. Liu never locked the door. Even if there were really poor people who couldn't afford to buy a coffin to take away, it was a good thing to accumulate good deeds.

After entering, I smelled a damp and musty smell. Mr. Liu probably had been away from Pangu Mountain for a while. So Mr. Liu didn't leave when he came to me at that time, but had been away for at least one month.

I moved the stool and sat down. Brother Xiang took the Grand Master chair that Mr. Liu liked to sit next to me, sat down with a look of enjoyment, and said, "Huizi, do you know Mr. Liu's identity!"

"Old Liu's identity." I looked at Brother Xiang in confusion: "A very powerful master of fortune telling, what other identity can he be!"

Brother Xiang sat next to me with a smile and said, "You don't know this, let me tell you, Mr. Liu, it is the reincarnation of Zhuge Kongming!"

"What." I almost jumped up from the stool in surprise and looked at Brother Xiang in surprise.

"What's so surprised? Are you the reincarnation of Ksitigarbha? You are the most awesome among us." Brother Xiang gave me a blank look and said, "I heard from my master before. Now I know why Mr. Liu is so powerful!"

"No, right, I'm wondering about another thing!"

I shook my head, and suddenly remembered the meaning of Mr. Liu saying that Jia Ling had the smell of an old friend. The demon monkey was sealed by Zhuge Liang during the Three Kingdoms period, and Jia Ling was a zombie turned into by this demon monkey. If you say this, Mr. Liu must have seen it at that time. Or, Mr. Liu left Pangu Township when the demon monkey ran out, and he was looking for the demon monkey.

Although I don’t have the IQ of Detective Conan, it’s not difficult to figure out what these things are together. So, what is that monster monkey?

According to Jia Ling, the demon monkey turned her into a zombie with a wave of her bare hands. This method is impossible for even a red-eyed zombie.

Sister Fan and Jia Ling walked around behind the coffin shop, clutched the house, especially cleaned the kitchen, and then the two girls ran out to buy vegetables hand in hand.

Brother Xiang moved the Grand Master's Chair outside. The weather in Pangu Township was very good. There were not even clouds in the sky. Brother Xiang went to see the sunset and kept saying that he wanted to enjoy every sunset. To put it bluntly, he was just going to see the door, but he probably was disappointed. I had discovered the beauty in this town. I lived here for a long time for a month, but I couldn't find the beauty.

I was too lazy to go and enjoy the sunset with Brother Xiang. When I walked into the room where Mr. Liu raised the ghosts, I found that the ghosts inside were gone. That's right. Mr. Liu was going to leave for such a long time. If he kept these ghosts, he would have caused trouble. He probably sent these ghosts to reincarnate.

I was still in that room, and suddenly there were footsteps and voices outside. I stuck my head out and saw that it was Brother Xiang who accompanied Mr. Liu and came in with Mr. Liu. There was also a man who looked fifty or sixty years old and wearing a Zhongshan suit.

"Mr. Liu, you are back." I smiled at Mr. Liu, pointed at the middle-aged man and asked, "This is!"

"Mao Scale Dragon." Old Liu said lightly: "He will be here to attach you to the third floor in a few days!"

Mascedon.

I looked at this ordinary man in surprise, but I didn't expect that this man was the legendary Masquito.

Mao Lin became famous very early and was already very famous in the 1970s. He even had no influence on all activities of suppressing snakes, ghosts, cows and gods. Because the people above always asked him to help, he was protected at that time.

At that time, few people except the Massels were unaffected.

"Hello, Master Mao." I respectfully bowed to Maolinlong. Maolinlong waved his hand with a smile: "No need to be polite. Mr. Liu has already told me the general matter of the matter. I admire you very much. I dare to go up and repair the seal. In this era, it is rare for young people who are not afraid of death!"

"Thank you." I nodded: "Only I have the means to repair the seal, only I can do my best!"
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