When Huang Xiaolian heard this, she touched her head and turned her old waist a few times, and then slowly relieved, and said, "Is that the first or the second?" ”

Uncle Ming took a deep breath, stretched out his finger and pointed, began to analyze, and smacked his lips: "The first one is unlikely, the dog's expression is definitely not a lie to me, and the place on his arm that was scratched by a zombie, I can see at a glance that it is indeed a zombie's injury." ”

Huang Xiaolian heard Uncle Ming say this, nodded as well, and said: "Hillbilly, what you said is very reasonable, I followed you all the way before, hiding outside the cabin to see, the wound on the dog's body was extremely foul, and he was wounded, it was indeed injured by a zombie, and he was still a big guy, no wonder the hillbilly you mysteriously came here every day, just for fear that this matter would spread and cause panic among the people in the village." ”

Uncle Ming sighed and nodded: "Yes, something like this happened in the village, how dare I speak out, I just want to control the dog's remaining corpse poison first, ask what happened to him, and then solve it myself." ”

When Huang Xiaolian heard this, she also felt that Uncle Ming was good, and after the two got along during this time, she also admired Uncle Ming, a feng shui master, very much, but she refused to admit it.

"Hillbilly, although I am not from your Huangquan Village, but if there is anything, you can discuss it with me, one more person and one more idea, do you say yes."

Uncle Ming listened to Huang Xiaolian's honest words, and was very grateful in his heart, and said: "Old immortal, I can't see that you are quite righteous enough, since this is the case, you should give up pursuing Lan Xin!" ”

When Huang Xiaolian heard this, she pushed Uncle Ming away, hummed her hands, wiped her nose, and said, "Don't think!" I miss Huang Xiaolian Yushu in the wind, suave and suave, or the head of the Tantric White Sect, it is simply the diamond king Lao Wu that people are talking about now, how can Lan Xin not take a fancy to me! ”

Uncle Ming looked at Huang Xiaolian with a Rolex on her wrist, wearing a vest on her upper body, a pair of shorts on her lower body, a pair of sandals on the soles of her feet, and socks, frowned, and said, "I look like the old king next door!" ”

After the two quarreled for a while, it became darker and darker, and Uncle Ming continued to analyze: "As for the second type, it is indeed very possible. ”

When Huang Xiaolian heard this, she scratched her head and said: "Hillbilly, what you said is also in vain, it is very likely that the moss stone steps that the dog encountered that day coincided with the magnetic field, but the matter of this magnetic field, how to say it accurately, maybe it will only be opened once in a hundred years, and it may never be opened." ”

Uncle Ming shook his head, with a worried look on his face, and said, "No, since this big guy has come out, this matter will definitely not be so simple!" ”

"What if it's not simple, we are the same."

"Let's go, I'll find someone!"

"Find whom! ~”

"My master!"

"Damn! You're so old, and your master is still alive! ”

"You're two hundred and fifty years old, and you're not alive!"

"Hey, the hillbilly is still on the hook with me!"

Uncle Ming and Huang Xiaolian said that the spit was flying all over the sky, like a pair of natural living treasures, fighting one by one in the whole mountain tomb in the west of the village, and the atmosphere was also happy, and then Uncle Ming told Huang Xiaolian about his master.

It turns out that Uncle Ming's master, but the No. 1 big man, is the late Yuan Dynasty and early Ming Dynasty, a generation of feng shui master Liu Bowen's descendants, Liu Yunhe, nicknamed the old monster of the mountains and forests, to this day his old man is said to be more than 300 years old, this person was born smart, prophetic, prophetic like a prophet of God, and also has a high attainment in feng shui, but this person has a strange temperament, likes to be alone, and even has a hobby of sleeping in a coffin.

In some kind of coincidence, Uncle Ming became the apprentice of the old monster of the mountains and forests, and taught Uncle Ming all the skills of feng shui, but the old monster of the mountains and forests had an agreement with Uncle Ming that he was not allowed to say his name to the outside world, nor was he allowed to say that he was his apprentice.

So last time Uncle Ming was talking to everyone, during the Cultural Revolution, the resurrection of paper people, and this thing was done by the old monster of the mountains and forests, this spell is also called paper restoration, which is a spell that is nearly lost in the rivers and lakes, and for the sake of the agreement, Uncle Ming did not dare to say the name of the master, nor did he say that the paper restoration technique came from the master.

However, the situation in front of him is different, there is such a big guy in the village, and the curses in the village are flying all over the sky, and with the matter of online invitations, many strange people came to Huangquan Village, which also made Uncle Ming anxious, so he violated the agreement and talked to Huang Xiaolian about it.

After hearing this, Huang Xiaolian's surprised mouth couldn't close her mouth, and said: "Hillbilly, hillbilly, my life is in vain, I didn't expect that your background is so powerful, your master is actually a descendant of Liu Bowen, it's amazing, this paper restoration technique was on the rivers and lakes back then, but it was a lot of ups and downs, who didn't want to learn this strange method, I didn't expect that the person who would know this strange method turned out to be your master, and you are not simple, you have the true biography of your master, you are such an awesome character, Why are you willing to hide in this Huangquan Village? ”

Huang Xiaolian expressed her doubts, and Uncle Ming glanced at Huang Xiaolian and said, "Where am I, that's my decision, okay, come with me to find my master, his grave is ahead, eh, I don't know if the old man will blame me." ”

"Don't worry, your master won't blame you, I'm saying, you're also for the village."

Although Huang Xiaolian comforted Uncle Ming, her suspicion of Uncle Ming was even greater, and she wondered in her heart that Uncle Ming was indeed suspicious, such an awesome person, hiding in Huangquan Village, was it really so simple to hide in the mountains and forests?

The moonlit night is deep, the whole village west mountain tomb from time to time floating bright green ghost fire, fluttering up and down, making the whole village west mountain tomb look very weird, the two walked in the dark for a while, Uncle Ming looked forward through the moonlight, only to see an unknown tombstone in front of it, there is a small square inch of black and white photo on it, Uncle Ming by the moonlight, the cat looked at it, and said in surprise: "Arrived, arrived, this is the master's grave!" ”

And when Huang Xiaolian saw this, she also touched her head, this old monster in the mountains and forests is really an old monster, a big living person doesn't know how to enjoy life, and he likes to sleep in a coffin, this hobby is not flattering.

Uncle Ming squatted down, knocked on the tombstone a few times, and shouted respectfully: "Master, apprentice Liu Ming is here!" Please come out and see your old man, and ask you if you have something to do! ”

After knocking for a long time, there was no movement at all, Uncle Ming thought that he was not religious, so he simply knelt on the ground and shouted while kowtowing: "Master...... Master ......"

Huang Xiaolian saw that Uncle Ming had been kneeling on the ground and kowtowing, his kowtow was broken, blood flowed down his forehead, and there was no movement in the grave, and the angry Huang Xiaolian roared: "Hillbilly, you are stupid, your master may not be at home." ”

"Whirring ......"

As soon as the words fell, a thunderous snoring sounded, and the sound was higher than the other