"What did you say!" The blue veins on Ma Hongbo's forehead exploded instantly: "Believe it or not, our family will give you..."

"That's right, I won't be able to tell you. Even if the chief celestial master spoils you, you can't talk nonsense!" The intern celestial masters behind them all shouted: "Do you know what the Ma family is from?"

"The Tianshi Mansion was established. Our Maoshan Ma family is an elder. Even the Zhong family will not give us face. You dare to curse our family." Ma Hongbo became even more excited when he heard that everyone was supporting him: "Tell you, no matter who you are in the backstage, you can't stay in the Tianshi Mansion when you say this to you! I'll talk to the second uncle of the Zhong family now!"

As he said that, he was about to pull his hands out of mine.

Ma Hongbo was also very strong, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't pull his hands out. He couldn't help but become angry and even more vigorous: "Let go..."

"I won't let you go, it's for your own good." I then said, "I'll ask you, have you been flying corpses recently?"

Ma Hongbo was stunned, showed an incredible expression, and said in a conditioned reflex: "How do you know..."

But he immediately cut off the chore and changed his words: "No!"

The little fat man told me that the prevalence of corpses was prevalent in the past because of underdeveloped transportation and without the art of corpses, many corpses could not be returned home. However, nowadays, transportation is convenient, and crystal coffins are very popular. The corpse driving is not as widespread as before.

Since the 1990s, the corpse-driven technique has begun to be controlled. No matter who it is, it cannot hide zombies privately like the old days.

The Ma family is a veteran and passed on the corpse-driven technique to get special care. For teaching purposes, the family is qualified to store four relatively low-level zombies, namely purple zombies, white zombies, black zombies and green zombies.

But the two types of zombies that can communicate with people are absolutely not allowed to be raised - these are prohibited items.

We have met Mao Zombie, who is the kind of grandpa who can speak.

Flying zombies are much more awesome than the hair zombies. They gather the resentment of heaven and earth, take the dead energy of heaven and earth, and are born with bad luck. They are immortal, immortal, and immortal. They are considered to be monsters cultivated by zombies and can fly, so they are called Flying zombies. They are said to be able to kill Buddhas and swallow gods, and walk like the wind. It also has an nickname called "Bi".

Wherever the barren go, it will cause drought, so it is also called "drought bar".

This thing is considered the king of zombies, very rare and has great destructive power. I have never had the chance to see it.

Before, I saw that the mother zombie king was able to speak and had great skills. I always thought that the mother zombie king was a bar.

Even the Ma family is not qualified to store such a terrible thing. According to the regulations of the Tianshi Mansion, it is a serious crime, so Ma Hongbo is of course unwilling to admit it.

But he didn't expect that I could see this secret, and the look in my eyes instantly became more alert.

"The evil spirit has entered your Tianzhai Palace. This evil spirit is blue-purple, which is corpse energy, and it has been hanging upwards to the parents' palace," I said, "Your family is famous for corpses driving. It is very common for corpses to have at home. It will not be so dangerous. Therefore, it must be that it cannot be entered."

I can deal with Mao Zombie, let alone the Ma family. The disaster can be so severe, but it can only be a flying kill.

Ma Hongbo's face changed instantly. He saw that he could not hide it from me, so he whispered: "So what? You are a small silver bell, I advise you not to wade into the muddy water, otherwise, our Ma family has some way to let you..."

"I don't have the heart to wade into the muddy waters," I said, "What I'm talking about is the disaster of your family's sudden death."

Ma Hongbo stared at me: "What do you mean?"

"Your disaster palace collapses, echoing the blue and blackness of your parents' palace, and you will take you with the color of Yintang," I whispered, "What the bar brings to your family will be a disaster."

"Impossible!" Ma Hongbo was suddenly angry with me: "How could you know the inheritance of our Ma family for so many years? It's a joke!"

"The people who play with eagles sometimes get pecked at the eyes." I said, "But as long as you get that thing out of the house, this disaster will be avoided."

Ma Hongbo shook my hand away and sneered: "You'd better take care of yourself!"

He said that, he was actually a little skeptical and didn't shout anymore - after all, the matter of getting started with the flying zombie must be their big secret, I won't know it for no reason. He was a little confused about my background and began to be a little afraid of me.

As soon as I saw me talking a few words, Ma Hongbo was pressed down by me. The other interns and priests all looked at me with admiration and were no longer so cheerful. After all, Ma Hongbo, a demon king like the world, has lost the benefits. They are not as good as Ma Hongbo, so why bother to suffer?

Luo Ming was not convinced, but he didn't say anything.

Those who put the second kicker under the table will definitely not be as hot as Ma Hongbo, and he should be planning to use some secret tricks.

I pretended not to see it, and then continued to teach some courses that should be taught to the intern of the Tianshi Master. The little fat man was proud and took advantage of the gap and said, "Old Tie, don't say, you are really good at preaching, and you have many merits. I think you are getting closer and closer to the level of ascension to heaven. You will definitely be able to marry Zhong Lingxiu, reach the peak of your life, and enter the Tianshi Master Mansion."

I hadn't answered yet, and at this moment, someone coughed at the door.

I looked back and saw that it was Xiao Song.

Xiao Song's face looked very bad. When I saw that I was almost the same as seeing feces, I was so tired of it.

At first, because Zhong Lingxiu looked at me with admiration, he looked down on me very much, but now I, a Taoist sect, climbed up step by step, and could be on par with his aristocratic families, which made him feel even more unbalanced.

The little fat man looked at it and whispered: "Old Tie, the rumor is that there are not many positions in this teaching master. If you get on, you will be punished. He is now unemployed. It's similar to seeing a thorn in his eyes."

He saw that I was a thorn in my eyes, and it wasn't a day or two.

I asked him with a smile: "Do you have something to do?"

Xiao Song curled his lips and reluctantly handed me a notebook: "This is the practical goal of this time, please see it yourself."

The Tianshi Mansion teaches the intern of the Tianshi Master, which combines theory and practice.

After learning the theory, you should go to the real thing to see - for example, today when you talk about face-to-face, you can go outside to observe pedestrians and calculate the fortune of pedestrians.

This is my first lesson, and the practical goal will not be difficult to achieve. At most, I will take them out for a walk and take them as an outing, so I will take them over and take them to take a look.

When I saw this, I was stunned: "Are you right?"

"How could it be wrong if the superiors personally approved it? But you..." Xiao Song snorted coldly: "If you say you are fat, you will pant. If you become a monk halfway through, you are really embarrassed to be a teacher. I advise you - don't mislead people's children. This is the hope of the Tianshi Mansion, and the pillars of the future. If you don't teach you, you can't afford this responsibility."

"Why are my old man better than you?" The little fat man couldn't listen: "You used to be awesome, but why did you get rid of it now?"

"You!" The blue veins on Xiao Song's forehead jumped: "You are right, you are dependent on your power. I will teach you a lesson as your superior," he said.

I actually knew in my heart that letting me be a teacher is equivalent to pushing Xiao Song over. He couldn't get along with me before taking it out. He could not swallow this long ago - Zuo Yihang, a scheming bitch, calculated this point and asked Xiao Song to come to me to deliver practical goals? Anyway, it was to sluggish my spirit.

"Okay, okay," I stopped Xiao Song: "Don't look at the monk's face and the Buddha's face."

Xiao Song had the intention to make me look ugly when I was a teacher on the first day. Now I finally found an opportunity and could not let it go. He said, "If you don't care about the trainee teacher under your command, I will discipline you for you!"

But at this moment, Da Jinhua woke up and saw that Xiao Song was about to hit someone, she rubbed her head and hit my wrist. She didn't show up, but she directly hit Xiao Song, who was caught off guard.

Xiao Song failed to stand firmly and fell on the wall, making a loud bang.

The interns around the celestial masters didn't know that there was a big golden flower. When they saw that I had not moved, Xiao Song flew out of nowhere and burst into laughter: "Oh, this celestial master is made of cotton condoms? He can still fly!"

Xiao Song's face was dull, she glared at me with gritted teeth, and knew that she was not my opponent, so she stomped her feet and left - she said, "Okay, wait for me", and probably went to complain.

"It's time!" The little fat man was very happy and lowered his head and said, "Da Jinhua, I'll treat you to a rat tonight!"

Da Jinhua chuckled: "You fat guy, still have a little conscience."

"What is the practical goal of this first class?" At this moment, a trainee priest became impatient: "Take us there quickly, don't waste your time."

"Yes," the little fat man also became interested: "Old Tie, I heard you say "You are right" just now. Is there anything wrong with this practical goal?"

"It's wrong," I said: "This practical goal is to contact the fourth-class zombies of purple, white, black and green."

After hearing this, the interns and the fat man were stunned: "Impossible?"

Logically speaking, when they contacted the zombies, they could only see the bronze bells after being ranked third. They had just tied up the bronze bells, and this was the first lesson. For them, it was too advanced and too dangerous.

Something is wrong.

But Ma Hongbo, who had a look of anxiety just now, was excited: "Touch the zombies? Where can I contact the zombies?"

This is a question that only the Ma family is qualified to store these four types of zombies, of course, they went to the Ma family.

And the Ma family is probably not safe now - I have a little ominous premonition in my heart.
Chapter completed!