Global Reincarnation: Spending 1 billion at the beginning

At this time, in the mission system, the number of zombies killed has become '9'.

Luo Yun was itching unbearably. Walking zombies are the lowest level of zombies. He wanted to understand the method of refining walking zombies, learn from them, and use this method to continuously create new walking zombies, so as to achieve the purpose of increasing the number of zombies.

Moreover, since I have come to this world, besides completing tasks, it would also be good to learn more.

As far as he knew, there were many ghost-like copies in the dungeons of the Tower of Reincarnation. It would not be a bad thing to learn some methods of subduing demons.

Luo Yun took Uncle Jiu and Taoist Master Simu in the name of apology, and the three of them started drinking again.

While he was drinking heavily, Luo Yun took the opportunity to talk, "Uncle Jiu, Taoist Master Four Eyes, I have been determined to conquer demons since I was a child. Seeing that you two have extraordinary skills, I wonder if you can ask them to be my Taoist teachers?"

, give me some pointers."

Uncle Jiu and Taoist Master Simu looked at each other with a look of embarrassment on their faces.

Luo Yun smiled and presented two silver dollar bills, "There is no need to involve the two core secrets, you just need to teach me some simple and easy-to-use Taoist techniques."

Uncle Jiu and Taoist Master Simu looked at each other again.

Uncle Jiu said: "Brother Luo, in this troubled world, although yellow and white things are indispensable, we and I are not greedy for money. We are very happy that you have the intention to slay demons. We are not involved in this."

It’s okay to teach you the secret tricks of our sect, but you’d better take back this bank note, we’ve already taken enough.”

Although Taoist Priest Four Eyes was a little reluctant to give up, he nodded in agreement.

Both of them came from well-known families, and each had their own bottom line. They felt uneasy after taking too much money for nothing.

Luo Yun didn't care either. As long as the goal could be achieved, the process didn't matter.

Under the influence of alcohol, the three of them discussed Taoism in the dark. Luo Yun happened to have learned some basic knowledge in school, so he understood it.

...

Early the next morning, Uncle Jiu specially changed into a brand new yellow mandarin jacket, and also wore a large chain inlaid with copper. He held a pipe in his hand. He looked more like a landowner than a Taoist priest.

When Wen Cai saw it, his expression was extremely exaggerated, and he extended his thumb, "Wow! Master, the way you are dressed today, wow...".

Uncle Jiu coughed lightly. He also felt that he looked very handsome today.

Wencai suddenly said, "Master, aren't you going to find my master's wife?"

"Master, how big are you!" Uncle Jiu's expression froze, and he slapped Wencai on the head with his backhand, making him scream.

Luo Yun heard the commotion outside, walked out, and said jokingly: "Uncle Jiu, you are dressed so beautifully so early in the morning, are you getting married or visiting friends?"

Uncle Jiu smiled unpredictably, "Brother Luo, someone invited me to drink foreign tea early in the morning. Who do you think it was?"

Luo Yun, who was familiar with the plot, certainly knew who it was, but he still pretended to think about it.

"Uncle Jiu, if you ask me in such a tone, it means that the person you want to meet today has a certain relationship with me. In Renjia Town, the only people who can have a relationship with me are the Ren family. Could it be that inviting Jiu Jiu today?

The person drinking tea is Mr. Ren."

Uncle Jiu was amazed, "Brother Luo is so smart! You happen to want to meet Master Ren, so why don't we go together?"

Luo Yun agreed wholeheartedly, "Okay! I'll just keep you company on the road."

"Wow, foreign tea, master, I haven't had it yet, can you take me there?" The scholar on the side said expectantly.

"I haven't drunk it yet." Uncle Jiu thought to himself, but he said, "You don't understand, so where are you going?"

Wencai pursed his lips and muttered in a low voice: "It looks like you've been drinking."

"What did you say?" Uncle Jiu pretended to be angry, and Wencai ran away with his head in his arms.

But Uncle Jiu finally brought Wencai with him.

Taoist Master Four Eyes did not go there. He temporarily changed his job from a corpse chaser to a corpse stitcher and was repairing the bodies of his clients.

Along the way, there was an endless stream of people saying hello.

"Good morning, Uncle Jiu!"

"morning!"

"Hey, Wen Cai, I haven't seen you for a few days, you are in high spirits!"

"Hey! This little brother is so handsome. Uncle Jiu, is he your new disciple?"

Uncle Jiu has been in Renjia Town for more than ten years, and his prestige in the town is even higher than in the town. It is almost normal for him to be greeted by everyone every time he goes out.

The foreign tea house is actually a coffee shop. At the door, Wen Cai was a little frightened and asked: "Master, how do you drink foreign tea?"

This question really stumped Uncle Jiu. Throughout his life, he had traveled far and wide and had studied all the major local cuisines. But what did the foreign tea that became popular in recent years look like?

Not sure.

Uncle Jiu glanced at Luo Yun secretly and thought to himself, "Brother Luo is the son of a wealthy family in the provincial capital. He should have drank foreign tea. I will wait for him to drink it first. I am learning."

But in front of the apprentice, one cannot lose face, "Ahem, Wencai, you will see how the master drinks in a while, you just follow the example."

When he arrived at the door, Uncle Jiu paused. He didn't know if this foreign teahouse had any special details, so he deliberately waited for Luo Yun to go up first.

Luo Yun did his part, held his head high and walked in front.

A waitress ran over in a hurry: "You two, please come in, have you reserved a seat?"

Uncle Jiu was stunned for a moment, shook his head and said, "No."

The waiter looked embarrassed and said, "Sorry, sir, you are not allowed in our cafe without a reservation."

Luo Yun saw Uncle Jiu looking embarrassed and came to his rescue, "Master Ren invited us!"

The waiter suddenly understood and said quickly: "You two, please come with me!"

Wencai's eyes were dazzled when he saw it. The waiters here wore better clothes than he did during the Chinese New Year.

He asked in a low voice: "Master, how much does it cost to eat here?"

Uncle Jiu glanced at him and said somewhat dissatisfiedly: "You have no future, just learn from Brother Luo."

Several people walked through the lobby and went up to the second floor. Master Ren and Ren Fa had been waiting for a long time.

"Ouch! Uncle Jiu, you're finally here." Mr. Ren's hair was combed brightly and he wore a huge ring on his finger. When he saw Uncle Jiu coming, he quickly stood up to greet him.

"You're welcome, Mr. Ren." Uncle Jiu responded and looked around: "I heard that Ling Qianjin has returned from the provincial capital. Why is there no one there?"

Mr. Ren responded with some pride: "This girl has liked makeup since she was a child. She has learned a lot from people in the provincial capital over the years. No, she went to teach others as soon as she came back. Oh, isn't this coming?

"

Uncle Jiu turned his head and looked over. After all, it was Lao Jianghu who was doing things calmly. "Oh, are you so old?"

Not so much for his literary talents. Although he looked mature and steady, his mind was very lively. He had never seen such a clean, beautiful, fashionable and avant-garde woman, with a pig-like look on her face, and drool all over the floor.

When Luo Yun heard this, he couldn't help but tilted his head and glanced. Ren Tingting was wearing a pink dress and a small Western hat with several ribbons on it. She looked very ladylike.

What Uncle Jiu said was true, the pearl necklace on her chest was indeed white and big.

After the greetings, Mr. Ren looked at the impressive Luo Yun next to Uncle Ninth, his eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but asked, "Is this... Uncle Ninth's new disciple?"

Luo Yun noticed Ren Tingting's curious gaze, raised his head and smiled slightly.

Like many young girls in Huaichun, the moment Luo Yun raised her head, Ren Tingting lowered her head to avoid looking with a red face, and counted the ants on the ground.

"Uncle Ren Shi, don't you remember me? I am Luo Yun. You should have met me when you were a child."

Luo Yun said with a gentle smile on his face.

As for whether I saw him when he was a kid, who knows? It’s just a polite comment.

Master Ren was slightly surprised when he heard this, and looked at Luo Yun carefully, "You are the nephew of Luo Xian from the Luo family in the provincial capital."

"Uncle Shi really remembers me." Luo Yun took out the letter from his pocket, "This is the letter that the elders in the family asked me to give to you."

Master Ren quickly took the letter, opened it, and read it. His expression gradually became weird, "Haha, when my nephew comes, do you have any instructions for me?"

Luo Yun was a little confused. He had only been here for a day, so he didn't know what his instructions were.

Upon seeing this, Mr. Ren laughed and said, "My dear nephew, your father specifically asked me to treat you well in your letter. You will come with me later so that we can have a good chat."

Luo Yun naturally agreed. There is no harm in establishing a good relationship with the characters in the plot.

"Mr. Ren, what do you need?" At this time, the waiter came over again and asked with a smile.

Ren Tingting raised her hand directly: "Bring me a cup of coffee!"

Ren Fa also nodded: "I want coffee too, Uncle Jiu, what would you like to drink?"

Uncle Jiu pretended to hold the recipe, and he was completely confused. The pile of foreign words was really beyond his knowledge.

He sweated a lot and handed the recipe to Luo Yun, "Brother Luo, order it first."

Luo Yun smiled slightly, pointed to the menu, and said: "A cup of coffee, a cup of milk, and two sugar cubes. Oh, do you have egg tarts here? Here are two."

After saying that, he returned the recipe to Uncle Jiu.

Uncle Jiu hesitated for a while, "I am the same as Brother Luo, Wencai, how about you?"

He is a talented man of letters, not to mention foreign languages. He doesn’t even know a few Chinese characters. He smiled and said, “Me too!”

Master Ren's eyes lit up slightly, "My dear nephew, can you read foreign languages?"

"With some knowledge, there will be no problem communicating with foreigners." Luo Yun replied.

Master Ren nodded and said no more.

Seeing that several people had finished ordering, Mr. Ren began to talk about business. "Uncle Jiu, I told you before, regarding the relocation and burial, have you chosen a date?"

Uncle Jiu's expression also became solemn: "Master Ren, I advise you to think about it again. It is better to remain silent than to move."

Mr. Ren shook his head and said: "This is not possible. The Feng Shui master said back then that the coffin must be lifted up and buried twenty years later. Only in this way is it best for our family, so this matter will trouble Uncle Jiu."

Seeing that Master Ren had made up his mind, Uncle Jiu did not try to dissuade him any more, and set the date for lifting the coffin and reburying him in three days' time.