Chapter 139 Fighting with Uncle Nine
After hearing what Fusu said, Uncle Jiu suddenly felt uneasy.
War, no matter when, represents disaster and death, as well as a series of complications such as famine, plague, and banditry.
Especially in the eyes of monks, war represents the growth of hostility between heaven and earth, the spread of karma and resentment, and the rapid growth and expansion of evil.
If it is true as the mysterious man in front of him called the Lich King said, a war disaster of unprecedented scale is about to happen, Uncle Jiu cannot imagine how dark the world will be at that time.
At this moment, Uncle Jiu couldn't help but think that perhaps the explosion of the land temple and the spontaneous combustion of the ancestor's portrait were all foreshadowings of this incident.
At this moment, Uncle Jiu's expression became extremely serious, and he asked seriously, "Daoyou, what do you mean by diverting conflicts and striking first?"
"To divert contradictions is to divert internal contradictions. To put it bluntly, it is to divert the attention and energy of the multiple parties that are about to fight to the outside, so as to stabilize the internal situation, or even plunder the outside to satisfy the internal situation and resolve internal contradictions."
"Uh~"
Hearing this, Uncle Jiu couldn't help but swallow his saliva and fell silent, but he didn't interrupt Fusu.
Looking at the silent Uncle Jiu, Fusu was not surprised and continued, "As for the preemptive strike, it is also literal! Invade the country that is about to be invaded first, so as to avoid internal chaos!"
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After hearing this, Uncle Jiu was silent for a long time. The man in front of him came to invite him instead of inviting those warlords. This undoubtedly meant that he wanted to use inhuman means to do this, or in other words, he wanted to use demons to fight cholera.
Uncle Jiu looked at Fusu, who was covered in a black robe, seriously and asked again, "Have you ever thought that doing this will undoubtedly speed up the arrival of disasters and intensify the evolution of disasters! How many tragedies will it cause?"
"Hahaha~~~!" Hearing this, Fusu laughed and said in a very serious voice. "Of course I have thought about it, but what does their tragedy have to do with me! Or rather, this is what I hope for. They did it on the first day, and now it's our turn to do it on the fifteenth. This is both revenge and getting back our compensation. The Central Plains will also get a great opportunity for development because of this."
"Fellow Daoist! Please forgive me for not agreeing with your point of view, and I cannot agree with it!" Uncle Jiu shook his head and said to Fusu seriously: "If you really want to do this, I will do my best to stop you! Now, please leave, you are not welcome in Yizhuang!"
"That's such a pity! Actually, I admire you very much! Lin Fengjiao!" Fusu shook his head.
Fusu was not surprised at Uncle Jiu's refusal. Or rather, if he could really persuade Uncle Jiu easily, he would no longer be the Uncle Jiu he knew.
"boom!"
As soon as Fusu finished speaking, there was a sudden explosion in the coffin room of the charity cemetery.
'Oops! ’
Hearing the explosion, Uncle Jiu was startled and stood up and rushed to the coffin room.
"I can't let you pass!"
However, the next second, Fusu appeared mysteriously in front of the living room door, blocking the way out.
At this moment, Fusu finally raised his head, and looked at Uncle Jiu with a smile in his eyes that reflected the flame of his soul.
"You~"
Being stopped by Fusu, Uncle Jiu looked at the faint blue flame reflected in Fusu's eyes, and his heart suddenly felt heavy.
Now, let alone conquering the zombies, I'm afraid it would be difficult to get along with the 'person' in front of me.
This person was able to come up with such a horrifying idea and put it into action, and even transformed himself into a demon. He was obviously very, very strong. Maybe today was the day he reported for duty.
"I will definitely stop you!"
But even though the chances of winning were slim, Uncle Jiu still made his stance clear and demonstrated his attitude through his actions.
"To stop me, you'd better defeat my two men first!"
Looking at Uncle Jiu who was getting ready to fight, Fusu shook his head.
The next second, five death warriors wearing tattered armor, holding rusty swords and with black bones appeared in front of Fusu.
"Roar~!" Five death warriors were summoned and immediately let out a powerful roar at Uncle Jiu.
"We're in big trouble!"
Looking at the death warrior who suddenly appeared in front of him, Uncle Jiu felt even heavier in his heart.
Although the strength of these five skeletons can only be compared to that of fierce ghosts, there are five of them, and two fists are no match for four hands. Although the five of them combined cannot threaten him, they are enough to cause him a lot of trouble. What's more, there is the mysterious Lich King next to him.
"Have fun! Have fun!"
Looking at his uncle Jiu's solemn expression, Fusu chuckled, left the living room, and disappeared into the darkness outside.
"Roar!"
After Fusu left, the five death warriors roared again and rushed towards Uncle Jiu with their swords in hand!
Upon seeing this, Uncle Jiu ran towards the inner room.
There was no way. He was unarmed, and the five skeletons opposite him were holding real tetanus blades. It would be a disadvantage for him to fight with bare hands.
Seeing Uncle Nine turning around and running, the five Death Warriors immediately chased after him.
"Master? What's that sound?"
In the inner room, Wencai pushed open the door sleepily.
The next second, looking at the five death warriors chasing after Uncle Jiu, Wencai glared and instantly closed the door of the inner room.
"I~"
Seeing this scene, Uncle Jiu almost couldn't breathe. What sin had he committed that God had made him accept such a successor?
That’s right, Qiu Sheng is just a disciple, and Wencai is the successor who will inherit Uncle Jiu’s mantle.
Helpless, Uncle Jiu had to grab a chair and deal with the five death warriors while shouting to the inside of the house: "Wencai, open the door quickly! Wencai! Go and get the sword that my master uses for practicing martial arts."
"Master has been very kind to me, I cannot abandon him. Wencai, it's time for you to show your abilities!"
In the inner room, Wencai, who was leaning against the door, muttered to himself with a tangled face. Finally, he gritted his teeth, turned around and opened the door: "Master, your disciple is here to help you!"
In just ten or so breaths, the thick wooden chair in Uncle Jiu's hand was chopped down to only two wooden sticks.
"Made!"
Seeing Wencai opening the door and rushing out, Uncle Jiu cursed and immediately rushed over and kicked Wencai back. He also quickly dodged into the inner room and closed the door.
Wen, who was kicked and knocked over, had just gotten up when he saw Uncle Jiu holding a sword, opening the door again and rushing out.
He only left one sentence: "Wencai, it's dangerous outside, close the door and don't come out!"
Immediately afterwards, the sound of weapons colliding was heard outside.
Outside, Uncle Jiu, with the sword in his hand, changed his previous fighting style. He stepped on the Seven Star Step and nimbly dodged the knife of the death warrior in the middle. He raised his hand and shook the sword, then stabbed the death warrior on the left first.
The sword was fast and accurate, piercing directly into the body of the dead warrior through the gap in the armor. It even broke one of the dead warrior's ribs. In an instant, a puff of black smoke floated out of the skeleton warrior's armor.
However, apart from some black smoke, the death warrior stabbed by Uncle Jiu was not affected at all and swung his knife at Uncle Jiu again.
The first sword strike was ineffective, and Uncle Jiu frowned. After dodging the swords swung by other death warriors, he stabbed out with the sword again, this time he aimed at the neck of the death warrior.
Since there is no effect on the body, just aim at the key parts and cut off the head.
(End of this chapter)