Chapter 66: The Special Effect of Cow Dung

  "Ox dung? Are you kidding me? Where am I supposed to go find ox dung for you now?" I picked up the black pig's trotter again.

  "Is this cow dung really useful?" I asked skeptically as I threw it at the black pig's feet.

  "You don't know squat, this cow dung is the filthiest thing on a cow's body. If a flying zombie gets even a little bit of it on them, I guarantee they'll be thrilled to death. Cow tears can make people see ghosts, this cow dung must be a zombie-repelling divine object." said Mao Shi Jiu.

  "It's no use saying more, the key is where are we going to find cow dung now!" I complained.

  "Let's just use the 36th strategy and run away! You quickly come running towards me, we'll take the black pig's foot together." At this time, the black pig's foot was in Mao Shi Jiu's hand.

  As soon as I saw the flying zombie flying towards me, I dodged in a circle, trying to change its flight trajectory. Who would have thought that while I was circling around, the flying zombie turned and followed me like a tracking bomb, no matter how hard I tried to shake it off.

  "Master, think of a way quickly! He's almost here!" I exclaimed in a shrill voice.

  "Master didn't bring enough magic tools today! It's going to be tough to catch up with him." Mao Shi Jiu looked back while running.

  "I won't follow you anymore, Master. You always run faster than your apprentice. Is that really okay?"

  I had just finished speaking, and I don't know if it was a pang of conscience or what, but Mao Jiu suddenly stopped dead in his tracks.

  "Just teasing, you go first, I'll deal with him." At this moment, seeing Mao Shi's hairline fluttering in the wind, I secretly decided to follow this master for life.

  Cao Jing Yu directly threw the black pig's foot to me, and took down the ghost-beating whip from his waist. It turned out that this guy had been using the ghost-beating whip as a belt all along.

  With nineteen strokes of the index and middle fingers intertwined, bite through the thumb of the other hand, and with the blood on the thumb, first draw four vertical lines on the whip to expel evil spirits, then draw five horizontal lines. Close your eyes and recite: "Four vertical and five horizontal, I now encounter evil, Yu Wang Wei Dao, Chi You avoids soldiers, stiff corpses cannot rise, tigers and wolves cannot invade, kill those who disobey orders. Those who obey me will live, those who betray me will perish. Hurry up like a law decree, pardon."

  Only to see the ghost whip burst out a golden light, one whip hit the chest of the flying zombie that was flying straight down, and a wound several inches long appeared on the zombie's chest, with red **continuously gushing out.

  This ghost whip can actually hurt the flying zombie, I'm overjoyed and stand up to watch.

  "Yang Guo, learn this well. This is called the 'Ghost-Beating Four Verticals and Five Horizontals Command'. Use your vital energy as the guide, the Ghost-Beating Whip as the strategy. Stand upright, with feet together, in front of ghosts and monsters. Knock your teeth thirty-one times, six passages through. With your left hand's thumb, first draw four vertical lines, then five horizontal lines. After drawing, recite the incantation."

  I watched and learned from Mao Shi Jiu's dance moves, then I danced along with him.

  One of the flying zombie was beaten to some pain, and somewhat dreaded Mao Shi's ghost whip in his hand, with white teeth protruding from the corner of his mouth, gnashing his teeth and howling.

  Look at the flying zombie who didn't dare come over. I let out a loud roar: "You coward, you have guts to come over here!"

  The flying zombie's head was emitting a burst of green smoke, and it flew directly over Mao Shi Jiu's courtyard towards me.

  "Master, save me! He's coming again."

  Cao Jingwu struck again with his whip, hitting the flying zombie's back from a distance and sending it crashing to the ground.

  "Guǒ er, you say Shīfu is handsome or not." Mao Shi Jiu tilted his head slightly and said with a pretentious tone.

  "Awesome! Master, you are simply my idol."

  "Hey, master be careful!" I saw the flying zombie get angry and instantly jumped to Mao Shi Jiu's side, grabbing his neck with one hand and throwing him out.

  Mao nineteen flew a perfect parabola in the air and flew very far, falling from the sky. The ghost whip was also knocked off at the moment it was about to fly out, and the flying zombie looked at the ghost whip that had fallen to the ground with a grin, stretching out its long claws to try to cut off the ghost whip. The ghost whip was not easily broken, but the golden light on top was thoroughly scattered, and the flying zombie directly threw the ghost whip very far away.

  What the hell is going on? Even Mao 19 was directly thrown out, I'm at a loss now, damn it, Mao 19, all our previous efforts have been wasted. Luckily, I still have the life-saving black pig's foot in my hand, but I don't know if Mao 19 is dead or alive, I can't abandon him! For a moment, I fell into my own dilemma.

  The flying zombie was step by step approaching me, my hand tightly grasped the black pig's foot and pointed it at him. The flying zombie kept circling around me, cutting off my retreat and waiting for an opportunity to strike.

  "I said, Zombie Brother, at least we've met once. If not, I'll treat you to a meal and consider this matter settled." I chuckled.

  "It was you who desecrated my tomb, I will tear you to pieces." The flying zombie had been harboring a grudge about this matter.

  "Don't get me agitated, you know about my eyes." I tried to intimidate him.

  It's clear that the flying zombie is hesitant, but soon he bursts out laughing, revealing those pearly white fangs, making me feel quite uneasy.

  "Your eyes may be sharp, but they can't be used for long, right?"

  As I was stuck in an unprecedented predicament, frozen for several minutes, a voice rang out.

  "Yang Guo, there's cow dung here." Only then did Mao Shiying's voice come from afar.

  Take a closer look, that doesn't seem like Chao Shi Jiu at all! His whole body is filthy to the point of death, covered in a layer of mud and grime, not even his face was spared. He's pushing a chicken cart, who knows what's inside.

  After repeated consideration, he was still certain that it was Mao 19. "Master, did you fall into the mud pit?"

  "No, I fell into a cow dung heap, isn't it lucky? The place where I fell just happened to be the cow dung heap of a cattle farm, haha, I'm so excited today!" Mao Shi Jiu looked extremely thrilled.

  My face is turning green right now, I really want to say to him: "From now on, cut off the master-disciple relationship, don't tell others that you know me."

  "I said you'd be happy even if you fell into cow dung, your taste is really unique!"

  "Am I happy to have fallen into cow dung? I'm glad we're saved today." Mao Jin continued to laugh, but only managed a few chuckles before being choked with coughs.

  "Damn it, this cow dung is really smelly." Mao Shi Jiu shook off the cow dung on his body.

  It was this sentence that almost made me laugh out loud.

  "Yang Guo, next, apply it to your body." At the same time, Cao Jingyi directly threw a large handful of cow dung over, and a parabola smashed in front of me.

  I was startled and also got a whole body of shit on me.

  "What the...! Can this thing be applied on the face?" I cursed loudly.

  "If you want to keep your life, don't dawdle." Mao Shi Jiu replied.

  I see this big lump of cow dung right in front of me, and I'm shaking with fear. If I apply it to my body, I'll be too ashamed to show my face. I'm caught in a state of constant hesitation.

  Suddenly, the flying zombie moved.

  Forget it, I'd better hurry up and apply it! I immediately changed my mind and applied a large amount to my face. In private, I scolded myself for not having a stand.

  "Hey, hey, you forgot to tell him not to apply it on his face. Just applying it on the body is fine." Mao Shi Jiu hastily shouted. "Your grandfather..."

  "You didn't tell me, I almost ate it."

  The cow dung really has a strange effect. When the flying zombie touched its body, a wisp of black smoke immediately emerged from its claws.

  "I said it's effective!" Mao Shi Jiu started smiling foolishly at the side.

  "Come on, come on, this much bull crap is enough for this guy to eat a pot of." Mao Shi Jiu caught up with me and stood beside me.

  "Now you don't need me to tell you what to do anymore!" Mao Shi Jiu said as he turned his head to look at me.

  I nodded and said a word: "Throw."

  Like when we were kids playing with snowballs, we threw handfuls of poop at the flying zombies, still having a blast. This is probably the first time I've ever really played with poop in my life! I warned Xiaomu nineteen times not to tell anyone else, especially Lin Mo, or she won't hang out with me anymore.

  The flying zombie was miserable, although the hit rate of the thrown objects was really not high, but it was valuable in its large quantity, so he did not escape, and several big holes were blown out on his body, which was unbearable, and after a few jumps, he flew away.

  "I said to the master, who could have come up with such a cheap trick?" I laughed loudly.

  "This is where our Maoshan ancestor's ingenuity lies." Mao Nineteen clasped his fists in both hands and saluted the sky.

  "I say, Fruit! It's so late, shouldn't we find a bathhouse to clean up, or how can we see people?" Mao Shijiu's face was full of mischievous grins.

  "I know a place as a teacher, it's not expensive and the service is particularly good." said Mao Shi Jiu.

  "Master, you're not talking about a big health tonic, are you?" I asked, scratching my head.

  "What's wrong with you, kid? What's always on your mind? Your little girlfriend is so good to you, don't let her down." said Mao Shi Jiu seriously.

  "A proper bathhouse, are you going or not?" Mao Shi Jiu raised an eyebrow and asked with a lewd expression.

  "I won't go. I won't even wash and I still won't go." Duobei is trying to frame me into doing something wrong, this trick of burning the bridge after crossing the river, pulling out the plug from under the pot has been used many times before.

  Wooooo...

  I don't know if it's the police car's horn that's broken or if there's something wrong with my ears, but that's what the sound is like.

  As soon as we heard this voice, we knew that Li Jian Tian had arrived. This was the perfect timing, not too early or too late, just right on cue!

  "Don't move, I suspect you are terrorists, raise your hands." The loudspeaker in the police car shouted.

  Li Jian Tian didn't recognize us on the cliff, our cow dung identification degree is indeed not high!

  I and Mao Zijun helplessly raised our hands.

  "Who are you?" Li Jian asked as he got off the car.

  "I am your grandfather."

  "I am your great-grandfather."

  I and Mao Zedong spoke one by one.

  After we finished speaking, what came next was Li Jian Tian's explosive laughter. "So it was the two of you! How did you end up looking like this?" Li Jian Tian said while still rubbing his nose in schadenfreude.

  Both Miao and I were green with rage, it was the first time we had been ridiculed by Li Jian Tian like that.

  "I'm telling you, Jian Tian! Can't you keep your voice down? So many people are staring at us." said Mao Shi Jiu.

  "Hahaha." Li Jian Tian laughed louder and louder.

  This is revenge! Naked revenge! Usually being mocked by us a lot, this time grasped the opportunity to turn over.

  Li Jian has become less honest.

  Mao looked at me with a smile and I smiled back at him.