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Chapter 32 Ink Dou Golden Coffin
The young prince scolded sternly, secretly cursing this brainless dog. He didn't realize that the person in front of him was different from Qianhe. They had no respect for themselves or the imperial power, but looked down upon them.

Wu Shilang looked puzzled and aggrieved, but he didn't dare to refute. The feudal slavishness had already penetrated into his bones, and the master did what he said.

"Why should the young prince be angry with a servant? If he doesn't like to order my people to take action, I'll kill him for you so that I don't get in the way in front of your eyes!"

Hearing this, the young prince felt a chill in his back and went straight to Tianling Gai. Seeing their cold expressions, it was as if they were talking about an insignificant matter. A human life was like an ant in their eyes. They could be crushed to death at will, including him. !
"You don't have to worry about it, a small thing won't cost his life." The young prince pretended to be calm, and Wu Shilang and the three guards silently walked behind him to prevent any accidents.

Seeing this, Chen Mu chuckled and said, "Does the young prince have anything else to do? If not, please come back. We will leave back to Beijing early tomorrow morning."

"This..." The young prince hesitated for a while and said: "The young prince really has something to ask for your help. Yesterday, I built a golden coffin for Uncle Wang. He has royal blood. Even if he becomes a zombie, he cannot lose the royal dignity! "

"It's also the young prince's filial piety to collect the corpse in the golden coffin and see him off. Naturally, we will not refuse."

Chen Mu got up and clapped his hands. Seeing this, the little Taoist priest and the cold-faced brother silently walked to the coffin, nodded at each other and opened the coffin suddenly.

Under the scorching sun, a chilly air suddenly filled the yard. The temperature dropped suddenly, as if falling into an ice cave.

The thinly-clothed little prince was shivering at this moment, and his gaze when he fell into the coffin became panicked. He didn't know whether it was cold or fear, and he stumbled when he spoke: "Is this... the zombie that Uncle Wang transformed into?"

It has a green face and fangs, and green corpse hair on its body that is as long as one finger. Its sharp nails glow with green light like poisonous daggers, which makes people feel chilling.

"That's right, if the little prince finds out that your Uncle Wang slaughtered half of the town last night, how would you feel about it?"

Chen Mu stared into his eyes, trying to find guilt in the child-sized prince, but unfortunately there was none there.

"After entering the capital, someone will naturally make a decision on Uncle Wang's affairs!" the young prince said evasively.

This answer made Chen Mu realize that he didn't consider the life and death of the common people at all, he only had his eyes on bringing his zombie uncle back to Beijing to return to his life, and then inherit the title.

"In this case, please ask the young prince to send someone to deliver the golden coffin. We need to arrange it. Otherwise, after sunset, this evil beast will break out and find his blood relatives!"

Chen Mu turned to look at the young prince and said.

"Yes, you will be solely responsible for the trouble that follows. I will thank you again after Xiao Wang comes to Beijing!"

The little prince cupped his fists as a compliment, and left quickly with Wu Shilang and others.

Yan Yunyan watched several people disappear, and said to Chen Mu: "This little prince looks like a child, and his heart and mind are far beyond ordinary people. The royal family is indeed not simple."

Bai Lihua stepped forward and added: "Looking at his words and expressions, he is very ambitious at a young age and has the ambition to reach the [-]th Five-Year Plan."

Ling Weiwei, the captain of the Tianxing team, shook her head and sighed: "For such an outstanding young prince, the royal family is so cruel that they are willing to send him to the border to escort a zombie back to Beijing!"

While the few people were talking, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and I saw Wu Shilang pinching his iconic orchid finger and yelling at a group of people: "Slow down, slow down, this is a golden coffin specially made by the little prince. I want your heads!"

Hearing the movement, Wu Shilang turned around and saw Chen Mu, panic flashed in his eyes, then he stabilized his heart, and said to Chen Mu respectfully: "Master Dao, the little prince asked the servants to bring the golden coffin, and please arrange it." !"

Chen Mu was no longer embarrassed, stretched out his hand and said: "Put it in the main hall. Remember not to touch the golden coffin directly to the ground. Find something to cushion it."

"Yes, Daoist!" Wu Shilang nodded, turned around and asked a few people to bring several wooden stools from outside to put under the golden coffin.

After the golden coffin was completely placed, Wu Shilang said hello and left without looking back. It seems that after the previous intimidation, the young prince and his group were much more honest.

"Uncle Master, will there be any problems with placing corpses in this golden coffin?"

Taoist Master Qianhe heard the commotion and saw Wu Shilang leave, so he brought four apprentices into the hall.

After walking around the golden coffin and knocking it twice, Taoist Master Qianhe shook his head and said, "This is a golden coffin forged using the ancient bronze method. The main bronze is mixed with gold and silver. Ordinary coffins are more suitable for escorting zombies."

"Southeast and northwest, prepare pens, ink, paper and knives, and open the altar!"

Although Chen Mu has been given full authority to escort the zombies, it does not mean that Master Qianhe will let go. On the contrary, he will work even harder.

He also explained that the golden coffin alone was not enough to suppress the zombies. It was necessary to cooperate with Mo Dou to set up a demon-sealing array to cut off the zombies' contact with the outside world and let them fall into a deep sleep.

"Southeast, northwest, please give me corpses!"

Following Qianzuru's order, four people from the southeast, northwest and northwest held mahogany swords and set up the royal zombie from four positions on its legs and shoulders.

Zhang Heng, the cold-faced boy, had been waiting for a long time. With a slap of his palm, the lid of the golden coffin fell to the ground, shaking up dust.

"Enter the museum!"

"Yes!"

The four cooperated tacitly, and the zombie seemed to be sucked by four mahogany swords, and it didn't shake at all until it was put into the golden coffin.

The zombies had been put into the golden coffin. With Chen Mu's glance, Zhang Heng knew that several invisible mechanical reconnaissance bugs had fallen into the coffin.

"rise!"

Zhang Heng grabbed the lid of the golden coffin with one hand, and put it back on the golden coffin with one hand.

"What a lot of strength!"

A few people in the southeast and northwest were amazed. They lifted the heavy coffin lid with one hand, and showed a calm look on their faces. Obviously, this was not the limit of his strength.

It is conceivable that if he broke out with all his strength, he might be able to blow himself up with a single punch, several people secretly thought.

"Arrangement!"

"Yes!"

Priest Qianhe shouted, and the four of them came back to their senses immediately, took over the flying ink fountain, and walked around the golden coffin like a spider spinning a web. After a few breaths, a dense ink fountain net tightly covered the golden coffin live.

"Demon Sealing Array, wake up!"

Using mana as a guide, Qianhe recited the command spell silently. Following a wave of mana fluctuations, the black ink fountain rope net glowed red, and then gradually disappeared.

"The Demon-Sealing Array is complete. Remember that the ink fountain must not lose color. Check one side every morning and evening. If any discoloration is found, replace it immediately. Otherwise, the formation will be broken and one-tenth of its power will not be exerted!"

Setting up the Demon-Sealing Array consumed a lot of energy and mana from Taoist Master Qianhe, and he looked exhausted after finishing speaking.

Chen Mu looked at his younger brother Zhang Heng. Anyone in the reincarnation team might forget it, but Zhang Heng, a mechanical life form, couldn't. Seeing him nodding, Chen Mu felt relieved.

"Uncle, why don't you go after a night of rest, you just used up too much mental and mana power, I don't worry on the way."

"No, let's leave tonight. We must get to Kyoto before July [-]th!"

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