Chapter 279 (1/2)

Taoist priest Qianhe is worthy of being praised as the pioneer of the Taoist altar by Taoist priest four eyes. The character of Maoshan general is the death line, which makes pan Haodong think of the stem summarized by some netizens.

”After the war, I'll go home and get married.”（ Can't go back)

”After this, I'll wash my hands of the golden basin.”（ (must die)

”I lied all my life and lied to countless people, but today I decided to tell the truth once.”（ (you'll die if you finish)

”Captain, it looks safe here.”（ (must die)

“……”

There are many similar words.

Among them, Taoist priest Qianhe just said that the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility.

Thinking that martial uncle Qianhe would die at the hands of Royal zombies in the evening, pan Haodong had a wonderful expression on his face.

Taoist priest Qianhe thought his nephew was meditating. He smiled happily and said to Taoist priest four eyes, ”senior brother, I've run out of glutinous rice. I want to ask you some points.”

”Jiale, give the glutinous rice to martial uncle.”

”Oh ~ ~”

Jiale ran back.

At this time, Taoist priest four eyes went to the coffin escorted by several officers and soldiers, looked at it and said, ”the copper horn gold coffin is wrapped with an ink bucket net. Is it...?”

The thousand crane Taoist priest replied, ”yes, it's a zombie.”

The Taoist priest with four eyes wondered, ”then why don't you burn it?”

”Hey...”

The thousand crane way sighed and explained, ”this zombie is a royal family in the frontier. We can't burn it. We have to transport it to Beijing and wait for the emperor to fall.”

The Qing Dynasty is dead.

But the skinny camels were bigger than horses. In order to appease the survivors of the Manchu and Qing Dynasties, the president did not ruthlessly destroy the royal family, but chose to support them in the Forbidden City.

The government of the Republic of China allocated 4 million yuan to the last emperor every year.

Previously, the royal family living in the frontier retained a lot of power in the local area. The new government chose to be kind to the last emperor and his relatives and relatives in order to ensure the stability of the frontier.

Therefore, many people are loyal to them.

Of course, the number is not large.

If you want to be the same as before, you can't call the wind and rain. The status of Royal relatives and relatives has declined sharply in the local area, that is, a well-known family.

However, no matter how quickly the status of Royal relatives and relatives drops, it also needs a certain process.

Therefore, pan Haodong can see the slightly absurd scene in front of him.

”Taoist priest Qianhe, why don't you tear down the tent and let the observer absorb more sunlight and reduce the corpse gas?”

Master Yixiu's suggestion brightened the eyes of Taoist priest Qianhe. He quickly turned and said, ”southeast, northwest, dismantle the tent quickly.”

”Wait ~ ~”

Pan Haodong quickly interrupted: ”martial uncle, the tent is easy to dismantle and slow to install. This area is windy and rainy. There is no tent to shelter the wind and rain. The ink bucket line is easy to melt.”

”Younger martial brother, martial nephew is right. The weather is not very good today. There will be heavy rain in the evening. Don't dismantle the tent.”

What Taoist priest Si Mu likes to do most is to refute master Yixiu. What's more, what martial nephew said is reasonable. Naturally, he has to stand up and stop junior brother from doing stupid things.

Taoist priest Qianhe smiled awkwardly: ”then don't dismantle it.”

Master Yixiu also had some problems. His face was very embarrassed. He only wanted to reduce the corpse gas and ignored other aspects. If the ink bucket line was rained because of his suggestions, it would be a great sin.

”Martial uncle, glutinous rice.”

Jiale brought a small bag of glutinous rice.

Taoist priest Qianhe took the glutinous rice and said to Taoist priest four eyes, ”senior brother, thank you.”

”You're welcome. I hope you don't need this bag of glutinous rice. ”

”Hey, hey...”

The sissy beside the little prince shouted, ”it's time to start. I still say so much!”

”Elder martial brother, farewell.”