Li Huaian traveled through the zombie world of Uncle Jiu and became the youngest disciple of Maoshan. Lin Zhengying was his second senior brother and Shi Jian was his senior senior brother.
Others rely on talismans to defeat demons, but he relies on the twelve talismans in his mind——
The rat talisman casts a spell on the paper and turns it into a soldier, and the paper man regards him as his master;
The horse charm cures all diseases, and he dares to sleep next to the dead man's coffin;
The cow talisman is so powerful that the zombies are reduced to rubbish with one punch.
The brothers all said that he was the favorite of the Maoshan regiment, with good talent and a steady temper. Even Shi Jian, the most difficult person to deal with, loved to take him to tea.
But Li Huaian chose to open an incense and candle shop in Renjia Town and deal in dead people.
Uncle Jiu asked him: "You are so capable, why don't you save people?"
Li Huaian looked at the world and only replied: "Brother, I can cure the disease, but I can't cure all the diseases of poverty in this world."
He has seen too many people. He was grateful when he saved them, but turned around and scolded him for not coming earlier.
Therefore, he would rather send someone to a peaceful burial than watch people's hearts change again.
When Old Master Ren lifted up the coffin and moved it for burial, Uncle Jiu looked solemn and said, "Junior brother, I'm afraid this matter is not simple."
The Xishan Corpse Raising Sect has made a comeback, and there is a blood evil formation buried under the town for forty years.
Shi Jian held the thunderbolt and headed south. He asked the ancestor to get up with his eyes, and Qianhe sword pointed at the mass grave.
Many years later, Li Huaian stood in front of the incense and candle shop, with an army of paper figures in his sleeves and a faint glow of spells.
"Brother, we are not just treating zombies this time."
"I still need to cure the disease of poverty in this man's heart."
