That night, Chen Qiusheng and his uncle drove out of the charity village after looking dark and heading northwest.

The two of them hid in the morning and walked north all the way, traveling 80 to 100 miles a night. Before dawn, they stayed at the next town charity village or the corpse-driving inn.

Simu seems to have a cooperative relationship with these charity villages or corpse driving inns. They always keep some corpses or collect some corpses along the way, so that the entire corpse team will remain at about ten.

After half a month, the two of them walked thousands of miles from Jiangsu Province in Jiangnan to Qin Province in the northwest, except for experiencing water and boarding a boat.

Fortunately, Chen Qiusheng practiced frequently to keep up with the footsteps of Master Simu, a senior who often traveled around the world. However, every night he walked, he became tired and could not compare to Master.

"The Yin people are on the road, don't get close to the strangers!"

Another night passed, and before dawn, another town appeared in front of me, and my eyes shouted slogans, reminding the passersby to throw paper money and drive the corpses into the town.

After settling in a corpse-driving inn, taking a shower, Chen Qiusheng took out the vital oil and rubbed the numb soles of his feet and sore legs.

"You will be able to get to Uncle Master's place tomorrow morning, and you can have a good rest at that time... Uh, you have to practice hard. Practice is like sailing against the current, and if you don't move forward, you will retreat." Chen Qiusheng said to the debilitated face.

"I know Uncle Master, I will practice boxing first. After picking purple qi, I will eat breakfast before going to bed!" Chen Qiusheng told Uncle Master with practical actions that I never relax in practicing.

"It's a pity that it's someone else's apprentice..."

It was already very hard to drive away the corpse, and Chen Qiusheng had not finished his homework, which made everyone sigh.

After resting for a day and driving the corpse on the road again at night, Chen Qiusheng and his four eyes plunged into the vast mountains, and there was no trace of people and lights at all.

Walking in the forest, there were too many gravels, so the four eyes could only go into battle, walked to the front of the zombies, and took the lead in jumping.

Perhaps it was because Chen Qiusheng was present, and his eyes did not "not forget to entertain when he worked", and he did not ask for help from Brother Frog to spread his legs, bent his waist, and twisted his feet.

There are four eyes in front and Qiu Sheng is behind. There is no vixen stealing the corpse, and it may be that time is wrong. This makes Chen Qiu Sheng feel that he may not have encountered the terrifying guy that zombie uncle.

All night was fine, and when the sky was dawn, the two of them arrived in front of two adjacent wooden houses.

These two wooden houses are very similar to the hidden place of Taoist Master Simu and Master Ikki in the movie. The tall wooden house is definitely the place where the story of "Uncle Zombie" takes place.

"Stand firm!" Simu shouted a slogan, took off the corpse control talisman from the soul-guiding lamp and burned it. A dead body immediately put down his straight hands and stood straight in front of the house.

"Jiale!" Simin took off the protective sword on her back, took off her shoulder bag containing corpse-driven props on her waist, took off her Taoist robe, and shouted.

After shouting for a few times, he didn't respond. He was annoyed and walked to the front door, put the luggage aside, rolled up his sleeves, poked the paper, then reached into the door and pulled the latch.

With his eyes opened, Chen Qiusheng saw a young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes lying on a bamboo recliner opposite the door, sleeping soundly. He should be Jiale.

"Oh, Master asked you to guard the door, you dreamed of Duke Zhou, I..." Simu rolled up his sleeves, took a bamboo stick as thick as an arm from outside the house and walked into the house.

Chen Qiusheng touched his chin and thought, if he didn't follow him, the uncle didn't have to establish a dignified and steady form in front of his younger generation. Will he let the zombies repair Jia Le like in the movie, and he ended up being repaired by the zombies?

Needless to say, there is a sentence: Jiale was beaten so hard that he screamed and ran away from the headshot!

"Master, who is this handsome guy in Yushu? Is it your newly acquired disciple?" Jiale, who was running away with his head in his arms, immediately lit up when he saw Chen Qiusheng, and shouted loudly, changing his target.

Simin couldn't bear to beat Jiale to death, so he borrowed a donkey from the slope and threw away the bamboo stick, and said to Jiale: "This is Qiu Sheng, your third uncle's first disciple. You are early than you, so why don't you give me a greeting to your senior brother?"

"Senior Brother!" Jiale quickly gave a standard peer-like ceremony.

Simu, the elder who was rigorously etiquette and law, also returned a tribute with standard movements: "Young brother, don't need so many rituals!"

After the two met at the ceremony, they looked at each other and said, "Jiale, send the customer to the morgue!"

"Yes!" After Jiale agreed, he found a corpse control bell and led the brothers to the Shantang.

"Qiusheng, you will live in that room from now on, including bedding and other things. You can clean it up yourself. I'll take a shower and change my clothes." After saying a word, Siwei yawned and walked towards his house.

Chen Qiusheng shrugged, opened the room pointed at by his eyes, and looked at it. It was very clean. He thought to himself, it seemed that Jiale was still very diligent in doing housework, except for not working hard in practice.

Put the change of clothes on the bedside table, take out the clean bedding from the large wardrobe and put it on the bed, and Chen Qiusheng settled down.

After suppressing the idea of ​​lying on the bed and sleeping for a while, Chen Qiusheng took out a set of clothes and went to the water tank in the yard to fetch water and take a shower.

After taking a shower and changing into dry clothes, Chen Qiusheng was excited and saw Dongfang's whiteness. He sat cross-legged to Dongfang, used the magic technique, and breathed and breathed.

"Qiusheng walked with me for more than 70 miles of mountain road last night." Simu said to Jiale.

"Senior brother is so diligent. He has never forgotten to practice!" Jiale clapped his hands and praised.

"Bang!" Simin took a bamboo stick from somewhere, and slapped hard on Jiale's butt, shouting: "I haven't practiced yet!"

"Aoyo..." Jiale screamed, covered her butt and jumped up. After landing, she was about to ask, but when she saw her eyes raising her stick, she hurried to Ao Sheng and sat down facing the east.

"Master, your butt hurts!" Jiale said with a sad face.

"Does the back hurt?" asked Siwei tilted the bamboo stick.

"It doesn't hurt anymore." Jiale said quickly, quickly posing in the posture of facing the sky and practicing his skills.

Chen Qiusheng fell into a state of cultivation and was ignorant of external affairs, but he did not know the farce of Simu and Jiale, the live treasure master and apprentice. When the purple Qi grows old and cannot bear to adopt it, he will slowly end his efforts.

"The spiritual energy here is several times stronger than that in Changmen Town, but the efficiency of practicing here is 30% faster. No wonder those ancient masters like to live in seclusion in the mountains to practice. It turns out that the spiritual energy in the mountains is more abundant."

Chen Qiusheng opened his eyes, his eyes shining brightly, and he thought to himself that he was right this time. Not to mention the Tenquan Dapu Tang that he hadn't seen yet, the abundant spiritual energy of light was nothing wrong.

Turning back, he saw Jiale right beside him and smiled and said, "Young brother is here to practice too?"

"Look at the senior brother!" Jiale's face twitched twice.

"I'll go to practice boxing. Do you want to go with me?" Chen Qiusheng asked.

"You have been with your master for a night and you must be hungry. I'll make breakfast for you!" After Jiale said, he quickly got up and ran to the kitchen.

"I would rather do housework than practice. What is the logic?" Chen Qiusheng muttered, ignored him, stood up and stretched his muscles and bones, and began to practice Baguazhang.

After seeing Mr. Ren's invulnerable and powerful body, Chen Qiusheng became more concerned about physical training.

If you can train your body to that level, you can press it down with one hand and that's a good-looking man!
Chapter completed!