The movie world has a beautiful ghost

Chapter 122 Royal Zombie

"Tell me what's the matter!" Simu said unhappily.

"It's like this, about my apprentice Jingjing. I met her when I was traveling before, and I took her in because she had nowhere to go. You know I'm a monk, so it's not convenient anyway, so I want her to become your disciple." Ikkyu said.

"What? You want to be my disciple? Monk, if it's inconvenient for you, does that mean it's convenient for me?" Simu said.

"Hey~ You Taoists don't mind this. What's wrong with a monk like me always having a woman around when I go out? I'm serious this time. I'm not kidding you." Ikkyu said.

"Hmm~Is that so..." Simu pondered for a moment and said, "Alright, let him go to my nephew's place with Jiale later. What do you think, nephew?"

Zhang Haoran nodded and said, "I have no problem. Uncle Master, you can make the arrangements."

"Okay then, it's settled." Simu said.

"Okay!" Ikkyu said with a smile.

Afterwards, I asked Jingjing for her opinion, and she agreed, saying that since she was homeless, she could only go with the flow and it would be the same wherever she went.

And if she went to Zhang Haoran's place, she wouldn't be bored with Xiaolian and Xiaolan there. And the three of them were acquainted with each other.

The next morning, Zhang Haoran taught Jiale and Jingjing boxing and palm techniques and asked them to practice.

Afterwards, he sat down with Simu, Ikyu and the other two to discuss the matter.

Not long after, a group of people came towards this side, and leading the way was Taoist Qianhe.

Not long after, Qianhe came over with four disciples.

"Junior brother!"

"Brother!"

"I've met Uncle Master!"

"Nephew, you are here too! These are my four disciples, East, West, North and South."

"Junior brother, where are you going?" Simu asked.

"I took a trip to transport a prince from the royal family to the north. We ran out of glutinous rice on the way, so I came to borrow some from you, brother." Qianhe said.

"Oh, is that so? That's no problem. But since you are here, you must rest here for a day before you leave." Simu said enthusiastically. After all, it is difficult for fellow disciples to get together together on a regular basis.

"No, time is a bit tight this time, so I'd better wait until I come back to bother you, brother." Qianhe said with a smile.

"Well, okay then, Jiale! Serve some glutinous rice for your uncle." Simu said.

"Yes, master!"

"Junior brother, I think the client you sent this time seems to be unusual! Could it be?" Simu then noticed the golden coffin, which was tied with a red rope soaked in black dog blood.

"That's right, the corpse in the coffin has indeed transformed into a zombie." Qianhe said.

Simu's expression changed: "Then why don't you suggest that they burn the body?"

"Well, I did say that, but they disagreed. They said that after all, he is a prince of the royal family, and it is against etiquette." Qianhe said helplessly.

"Then why doesn't Taoist Chizuru remove the awning over the coffin so that the sun can dry out the corpse qi?" said Master Ikkyu next to him.

"Oh, why didn't I think of it?" Qianhe said as he was about to ask his apprentice to take down the awning.

Zhang Haoran knew that if it rained later, the red rope on the coffin would be soaked and become ineffective, allowing the zombies to come out, resulting in Qianhe and the others not being spared.

However, Zhang Haoran did not remind them. Even if he said it would rain that day, they would not reply. After all, the sun was shining brightly and it didn't look like it was going to rain at all.

After that, I just planned to follow them and rescue them, but there was no need for that.

"Hey! What are you guys dithering about? Are you ready? Time waits for no one, let's get going!" At this time, a sissy person ran over and said in a shrill hoarse voice.

"Oh, I'll be there right away. Minister Wu, let's take the glutinous rice and leave." Qianhe said.

"Hmph! Then hurry up. If you delay, you will be in trouble." Minister Wu said while pinching his fingers.

Everyone felt goosebumps all over their bodies and felt nauseous and wanted to vomit.

"Well, senior brother, nephew, and Master Ikkyu, we will take our leave first." Qianhe said helplessly.

"Okay! Take care, junior brother, and remember to come back and visit me." Simu said.

"Uncle, take care!"

"it is good!"

After seeing off Chizuru and her group, the others went about their business.

Until night, there was a rumbling sound in the sky.

Simu and Ikkyu, who were playing chess, both changed their expressions.

"Uncle Master, it seems the situation has changed. I'll go first." After saying this, Zhang Haoran got up and walked out.

Simu and Ikkiu naturally guessed something, so they each picked up their weapons and chased after them.

Qianhe was traveling on the road under the moonlight. Seeing that the sky was about to change, she hurriedly notified Minister Wu to ask everyone to set up tents.

As the heavy rain poured down, everyone seemed a little flustered.

Only Minister Wu was there, holding an umbrella for the little prince and constantly shouting and urging him on.

After finally setting up the tent, Minister Wu insisted that the young prince go in first.

Qianhe looked at the rope on the coffin, and the black dog's blood had turned into bloody water, and she couldn't help but feel anxious.

After the young prince went in, he quickly called a few of his disciples and pushed the coffin in.

Since the coffin was made of pure gold and was extremely heavy, the ground became muddy and it was quite difficult for everyone to move.

"Get out of the way!"

With a loud shout, Qianhe and the others subconsciously took a step back.

"Pants~!!"

At this moment, a bolt of lightning fell from the sky and hit the coffin.

As Chizuru and the others were too close, they were affected and flew backwards, their bodies becoming paralyzed.

Fortunately, it was not direct contact, otherwise several people would have been electrocuted on the spot.

Zhang Haoran fell from the sky, came to Qianhe, and helped him up: "Uncle Master, are you okay?"

"Junior brother, why are you here? It's a good thing you shouted just now, otherwise we would have died!" Qianhe said as he staggered to his feet, the numbness in his body quickly fading away.

The rain was so loud that you had to shout to talk.

"Master Uncle Simu and I both felt that something might happen here, so we came over to take a look. Master Uncle Simu and the others are following us." Zhang Haoran said.

“Bang~!!”

With a loud bang, the lid of the coffin was blown up and flew towards the two of them.

"what!"

"Oh no! The corpse has risen!"

Everyone panicked.

Zhang Haoran stood in front of Qianhe and kicked the coffin lid.

Then the coffin lid moved towards the royal zombie who had just stood up and was roaring and showing off his might.

With a bang, the zombie swung its arm, and the coffin lid was knocked to the side, crushing several guards to death.

"Ah!" Minister Wu screamed in fright and hurriedly protected the little prince behind him.

Zombies are extremely sensitive to the smell of their blood relatives, and this is what they desperately want to obtain.

With one jump, he arrived directly at the door of the tent.

However, the little prince, who was only seven or eight years old, pulled out a dagger and said, "I'm sorry, uncle!" Then he walked towards the zombie resolutely and stabbed the zombie with the sharp blade in his hand.