Chapter 79 Feng Shui Corpse
"Qin Tianjian Kunlun Guard Li Chunyang, pays homage to the Taoist Priest."
The strong man also raised his hand towards Uncle Ming with a loud sound like a bell.
The Qin Tian Jian is an organization with a very long history, which has existed almost throughout the entire history of civilization.
Their names and identities have changed from tribal times to today, but their responsibilities remain the same.
That is to observe the stars and sort out the Feng Shui fortune of Kyushu.
The unique oil paint at the corners of their eyes is the identity mark of the Qin Tian Jian officials.
Others may not be able to escape jail even if they smear something on their faces, but they are the only ones who have this privilege.
Seeing that the two of them were from Qintian Prison, Uncle Ming's expression did not change, but he still returned the salute to each other.
"What do you two want me to do?"
Yuan Tianwang shook his head and suddenly pointed a finger at Yin Xiu, "We are not looking for you, we are looking for him."
There was an irresistible majesty in his words, which made Yin Xiu a little surprised and at the same time couldn't help but feel nervous.
Uncle Ming calmly stood in front of Yin Xiu and said in a deep voice: "You two, he is my disciple. He who has not obtained the ultimatum is not technically a Taoist priest."
"Oh?"
Li Chunyang was a little surprised and narrowed his eyes slightly, "Then you mean, we have no right to control him?"
"Qin Tianjian is in charge of Taoism in the world, so he is naturally qualified to arrest evil cultivators everywhere and support justice."
Hearing what Uncle Ming said, Yuan Tianwang laughed in a low voice, "You have misunderstood the Taoist priest. We are not here to arrest him. We just have a favor and want Brother Yin Xiu to help."
As he spoke, Yuan Tian looked at Yin Xiu with expectation and encouragement in his eyes.
Yin Xiu grinned, "What if I say there's nothing I can do to help?"
"Is there anything I can do to help?"
Li Chunyang sneered, and in just a blink of an eye, the whole person appeared in front of Yin Xiu, and his iron cage-like palms grabbed his head.
"So fast!"
Yin Xiu marveled in her heart and retreated sharply, barely able to avoid Li Chunyang's tiger-like claw.
Jumping back two steps, using the force of the rebound, Yin Xiu swept his whip leg towards Li Chunyang's head.
The opponent raised his elbows and blocked Yin Xiu's kick. Instead of retreating, he moved forward and hit Yin Xiu's chest like a truck.
If this collision was serious, Yin Xiu might have broken several ribs, so his feet slipped and his whole body slid sideways again, and he barely managed to avoid it.
But Li Chunyang hit Yin Xiu's temple with his elbow at the moment he lost his body...
"Hey, you guys, don't go too far. This is Hong Kong Island, not in the north. So what if the Grand Imperial Master from Qin Tian Jian comes?"
As soon as Uncle Ming raised his hand, Yuan Tianwang's hand stabbed out like a poisonous snake, tightly grasping his veins.
With a little force on his hand, Uncle Ming felt a bone-deep chill coming from his wrist.
Yuan Tianwang sneered and said, "Taoist Priest, I can pretend that I didn't hear what you just said, but there won't be a next time."
"No, I will still say this next time, xx old x!"
When Yuan Tianwang heard this, he tried to apply more force on his hands, but he also felt a chill. Only now he was surprised to find that Uncle Ming had already tightened his pulse.
Seeing his confusion, Uncle Ming smiled calmly and said, "It's just a grappler. It's like no one knows how to do it."
Seeing that the situation was deadlocked, Yuan Tianwang took a deep breath and shouted: "Stop it!" He ordered, and Yin Xiu and Li Chunyang separated. The two had blue noses and swollen eyes, breathing heavily and looking at each other, like two angry people. of bull.
Yuan Tianwang glanced at Uncle Ming and let go of his hand first, "Taoist Priest, why don't we sit down and talk."
Uncle Ming sneered, "If you had told me earlier, there would be no need for such a big battle. It would be bad to scare cats and dogs."
Seeing the two of them sit down, Yin Xiu also pulled up a stool, glared at Li Chunyang, and sat down against a table.
Uncle Ming took a cup and put it on the table, pouring tea into it.
"After all, we are monks. If we fight like those bad guys, it won't look good if we talk about it. It would be great if we could just drink tea in peace and harmony. If we can talk, we can talk. If we can't talk, we can go back to our homes."
"I also know that you, the heavenly officials of the Qintian Prison, are not able to talk calmly to us ordinary people, for fear of losing the price. But this is Hong Kong Island after all, and the food customs are different from those in the north, so your style must also change. "
Yuan Tianwang was also a little embarrassed, so he just put his two fingers together and clicked them on the table.
"In that case, let's make a long story short. Do you still remember the zombie king from before?"
Uncle Ming responded: "That guy gave us a lot of trouble and killed many people. Fortunately, the turmoil it caused has finally been calmed down recently."
Yuan Tianwang shook his head and said solemnly: "This is also the news that we recently dug out from the mouths of those local masters. Sare Mare actually transported two zombies to Hong Kong Island without knowing it.
One is a general, the zombie king, and the other is a civil servant. According to my guess, it is still on Hong Kong Island, and is most likely in the Kowloon Walled City. "
Yin Xiu immediately complained: "Why are there still zombies? After fighting the zombie king, another one comes. We are not tired of fighting, and readers are tired of watching it."
"Don't worry, that guy won't transform into a corpse. He's no different from a piece of stone."
Yuan Tianwang waved his hand, signaling him to calm down.
"That is a Feng Shui corpse. It was buried in the south by the former Qintianjian Imperial Master. I thought it would be used to sort out the earth's energy and cultivate luck. Unexpectedly, many years later, it was dug out by a local master and transported to Come to Hong Kong Island.”
"The purpose of our trip is to recover it. We must not let the Feng Shui corpse fall into the hands of someone with intentions. Luck is a major event in the world and cannot be tolerated."
Uncle Ming nodded and said: "Okay, then come on you two, I hope you have a smooth journey."
Yuan Tianwang was stunned for a moment, and then he came to his senses.
"Why, I've been saying it for a long time, but you two just want to have fun and just listen to it?"
Yin Xiu spread his hands, "What else? You don't really want us to fight to the death with those short mules in Kowloon Walled City, do you?"
Yuan Tianwang laughed angrily, suppressing his anger, he turned back to Li Chunyang and nuzzled his chin.
Upon seeing this, the latter immediately took out a necklace from his sleeve with a gossip card hanging on it.
"Li Zixiong, you should know each other, right?"
Seeing the Bagua card, Yin Xiu immediately understood that the Li Zixiong he was talking about was Caihua Xiong.
Uncle Ming stared at him, "You two, the consequences of making such a joke are serious."
Yuan Tianwang smiled and said: "Serious? You have sheltered the traitor Li Chonghu's son for so many years, what could be more serious than that?"
"Li Chonghu is not a traitor. I believe he must have had his own reasons for taking away the Heavenly Master's Order Sword. And it has nothing to do with his son, right?"
Yuan Tianwang sneered, "Don't forget, the order from above was to wipe out the Li family. In fact, you have done a good job. You have kept him anonymous for so many years and sent him to study in England, but all the agencies have failed. , hasn’t he come back yet?”
Uncle Ming interrupted him coldly: "What do you want?"
"It's very simple. Take that Feng Shui corpse out of Kowloon Walled City, and then I'll return Li Zixiong to you, and we'll settle the matter."
(End of this chapter)