When I walked out of the mental hospital, thinking that there were no good people in this world, I met Mr. Song. Before his death, Mr. Song wanted to leave everything to himself.

Then there is the master. Even if it is just because of an unreliable relationship with the same disciple, the master will do his best for his own good from the bottom of his heart.

Whether it was because of Mr. Song's relationship or his master's love, he willingly hoped that his master could take this thing. Not to mention a pill, even Taishang Laojun's Nine Turns Golden Pill was no big deal.

"Your words are enough, but..." The master's eyes were slightly red and he patted his shoulder. He didn't say anything more and just put the cold iron gourd into his hand.

"Keep it for now. This thing won't be used for the time being. Wait, maybe it will come in handy in a while. Go ahead and let those old guys out as soon as possible. It's all about the world, and garbage can't always be hidden in the corner.

Right."

When the master said this, Xu Tong immediately understood in his heart.

Thinking about it, I really threw those old guys into the police station and imprisoned them for a few months. Although I felt happy, when they were released, the Beimang Conference would be over, and these old guys wouldn't be able to run away by then.

Clean and tidy.

At that time, it won't be that easy to kill all these old things.

"Okay, I'll go now."

Xu Tong nodded, turned around and ran out the door.

Seeing Xu Tong leaving, the old man casually grabbed the white mouse in his arms. The white mouse was almost frightened and allowed the master to hold it casually.

I heard the master standing alone in the yard, looking at the rising sun in the distance, and couldn't help but say to himself: "Destiny, what I couldn't find after three attempts, finally appeared in front of me like this, but I have accepted it."

What's the use of having this thing in my destiny? Tell me, does God like to play tricks on people?"

The mouse dared not speak, thinking: "You are the uncle, whatever you say is right."

"Crack!"

At this time, the coffin standing in the yard trembled slightly, and a hand was slowly stretched out from the coffin, followed by a rotten head.

It turned out that when Ci Min was moving the coffin, he accidentally broke the seal on the coffin, causing the things in the coffin to start trying to crawl out, but he didn't see clearly where he was.

The master on the side frowned, casually threw the mouse to the ground, grabbed it, and directly grabbed the Japanese zombie from the coffin.
Chapter completed!