After the help of the old man and the conditioning of some pills, Xiwen and Leng Zimo slept in the room for a day and a night, and they did not wake up until the evening of the next day.

It was Leng Zimo who woke up first, he rushed into the bathroom as soon as possible, and then walked out lonely in a voice of "It's over, it's over...", and went to Xiwen's room and sat down on the chair. At this time, the little ancestor also walked in, he was completely different from the blue-faced fangs last night, except that his face was a little pale, he was completely like a 4 or 5-year-old child. The little ancestor ran to Leng Zimo's side and pulled Leng Zimo's trouser leg, but Leng Zimo just stared at the ceiling with empty eyes, not paying attention to the arrival of the little ancestor at all. Seeing that Leng Zimo ignored him, the little ancestor pouted angrily, and ran to Xiwen's bed again. It didn't take long for Xiwen to wake up, and when he opened his eyes, he was greeted by a pair of big round eyes, and he was so frightened that he let out a series of exclamations, and Leng Zimo, who was in a daze, was so frightened that he almost fell off the stool.

"What are you doing, what are you doing, what are you doing?" Leng Zimo walked towards Xiwen in a panic.

"No... No, I was taken aback by this kid, huh, why is he so cold?" replied Xiwen.

"Haha, you don't know about this!" Leng Zimo swept the face of the student just now, picked up the little ancestor from Xiwen, and said, "Three years ago, when my dad was traveling in Mexico, he passed by a local witchcraft market, and found a Chinese-style coffin in a shop that sold all kinds of animal and human corpses, which was labeled as 'Never Corrupt Child'. When the coffin was opened, a boy of about 4 or 5 years old was lying in the middle of a robe, with a yellow charm on his head, wasn't this a standard zombie? But my dad took a closer look and found that his body was different from ordinary zombies, his body had not become shriveled, and even remained elastic, and there was no smell of blood on his body, so my dad concluded that it was a zombie that had been refined by magic, so he spent a lot of effort to get it back to China with the coffin and the corpse. The first few months after he came back were fine, lying motionless in the coffin every day, but on the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, my father said that our family was reunited, and the little ancestor was a strange and pitiful one in the coffin, so he got him out and sat down together to enjoy the moon and eat, probably to the moonlight, and the next day he actually moved by himself, except for my father, we were all shocked. But after getting along, I found that the little ancestor was not harmful, and he was cute, so I accepted him as a member of the family, and by the way, I could study it well. But after all, we are a big family that has been responsible for subduing demons and subduing demons for generations, and it is very bad for others to know, so we simply changed his appearance, cut his hair short, and changed his clothes to facilitate daily actions. But I haven't taken him out yet. ”

Xiwen tried hard to digest the series of words Leng Zimo said, but he still couldn't help but ask:

"What is a zombie? What is a zombie? What kind of zombie is he's not an ordinary zombie?"

Leng Zimo paused for a moment, touched Xiwen's forehead with his hand, and said:

"Are you an earthling? Zombies don't know?"

Xiwen "hee-hee" twice in his heart, and Leng Zimo continued:

"Zombie refers to the product of corpse transformation after absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon because of the refusal to leave the world when people are about to die, and the other is the product of corpse transformation after absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon. Zombies are also divided into multiple types and levels, what purple zombies, white zombies, black zombies, green zombies, hairy zombies, flying zombies and the like...... Oops! It's complicated, and I can't explain it for a while. ”

"That'...... What kind of Ancestor is there?Is the zombie we encountered at that restaurant yesterday?" asked Shivan.

"Count, they are a kind of new corpse mutation, they are the lowest level of living corpses. As for the little ancestor, it's hard to say, dead but not stiff, dead but not rotten, three souls save one, seven souls are more than two, and most zombies are different. My dad said that he should be an unnatural product and could not be defined, and my grandfather temporarily defined it as a ghost corpse, and he also said that the hidden power of this little ghost is huge, and he can't be provoked, and he is also the oldest here, so everyone jokes that this little ghost is a little ancestor, and he gives the name as he screams. ”

"And how did you control him?"

"Did you see that yellow talisman on his forehead yesterday? that's where he controls his lifeline, and as soon as it leaves him, he will go berserk. Leng Zimo said as he wanted to show the yellow talisman, "Huh, the talisman ...... Where's the charm?"

The two of them looked frightened and immediately turned the room upside down. But Xiwen thought about it for a while, and when he just opened his eyes and saw the little ancestor, there was no talisman on his forehead.

"Wait...... Wait, when he was lying on top of me just now, there was no yellow talisman......"

The two of them were terrified again, their eyes widened, and they looked at each other for a while, and then at the little ancestor who was eating and looking at them.

At this time, the old man's voice sounded outside:

"Of course you can't find the talisman, because I took it. ”

The eyes of the two people in the room seemed to widen.

The old man walked in and continued:

"I've always felt that the talisman is not completely attached to the head, yesterday I was inspired by the ghost, after you left, I took the little ancestor to study it all night, and successfully hit the talisman on his head in the form of a yin talisman into his body, come on, come on! You come and see!" ”

After listening, Xiwen and Leng Zimo had deflated expressions, but at the same time breathed a heavy sigh of relief.

"Looks like you're all recovering, let's go, let's have dinner. As he spoke, the old man took the little ancestor's hand and walked in the direction of the hall together, followed by Xiwen and Leng Zimo.

The Leng family is a family that has subdued demons and eliminated demons for generations, and it can be said to be one of the best families in the country until now, but the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility, basically as long as it is related to the evil ways of the demon sect, it is related to the Leng family, so everyone is very busy, Nuoda Leng Mansion, in fact, there are few people, today's dinner, there is one more Xiwen, it is already lively, so Leng Zimo's aunt and several other uncles and aunts don't care whether they can eat it or not, they burned a large table of dishes, watching, smelling the dishes that are full of color and fragrance, Xiwen, who doesn't need to enjoy the fireworks in the world, can't help swallowing his saliva, and even the little ancestor can't help but climb onto the dining table without eating。

Leng Zimo's eyes lit up, he held Xiwen's hand tightly, and said:

"Good classmates! Promise me! You must come to my house more often in the future to enhance our friendship with classmates!"

Xiwen looked at Leng Zimo inexplicably, and the aunt next to him, who just brought out the last dish, smiled and said with disgust:

"Oh, look at what you little fart said, as if we abuse you every day, isn't this your new classmate here, welcome is always wanted, right?"

"That's why I said let a good classmate come every day! You welcome him every day!

Leng Zimo and his aunt talked back and forth, and the old man also looked at all this with a smile, and the little ancestor also ran to Xiwen's side, pulling Xiwen's trouser leg as if he understood and listened to the conversation between the two, and the family was happy. At this time, Xiwen also thought of his parents, remembered many, many happy times that he could never go back, and then a sadness came to his heart.

"Come on, come on, don't stand stupidly, hurry up and eat, it's not delicious when it's cold! Little ancestor, don't make a fool of yourself, you should also hurry up and absorb your sun and moon essence!"

Auntie's words brought Xiwen back to reality, everyone sat down, Leng Zimo's saliva flowed, thinking about which dish to start with, and Xiwen was considering whether to move chopsticks. At this moment, a strong wind blew in from the garden, stirring up a gust of wind and sand, and when everyone came back to their senses and looked at it, Leng Zimo's mother, who had been tracking the black smoke yesterday, fell to the ground with a bloodless face.

"Mom!"

The first to react was Leng Zimo, he immediately rushed over, wanting to help her up, but at this time, the old man immediately stopped:

"Stop! Don't move!" he walked quickly to Leng Zimo's mother, then took a closer look, and then said, "Aqing, you help Zhiyun into the room and carefully check if there is anything wrong with her." ”

The aunt next to her answered, and helped Leng Zimo's mother into the room. It didn't take long for the aunt to run out in a hurry:

"Oh no! Oh no! Zhiyun has a black elephant print on the shoulder blade on the left side of her back, and she just spit out a mouthful of black blood!"

"Quick, help Zhiyun to the altar, I'll go and get ready!" said the old man.

Everyone helped Leng Zimo's mother to a room next to the hall with the help of the aunt, this room is very wide, and when you enter the door, you can see an altar made of a long table, behind the altar stands a stone that is taller than a person, and below the stone is a round platform composed of Qiankun gossip, with wooden steps on both sides, and many tablets are placed on it.

Everyone helped Leng Zimo's mother to the futon in front of the altar, and the careful Xiwen had already found that Leng Zimo's mother's fingers had become completely black at this time, and her breathing was more out and less in.

didn't wait long, the old man came in wearing a flaming red robe and carrying a cloth bag in his hand, and everyone consciously retreated to the side. He first lit three sticks of incense and inserted them on the incense burner of the altar, then turned around to face Leng Zimo's mother, chanted words in his mouth, and then stomped his right foot to the ground, put his hands into fists and brought them to his mouth, and after blowing quickly into his fist, he quickly grabbed Leng Zimo's mother's hands with both hands and shouted:

"Yes!"

The person who had been sitting on the futon seemed to have regained consciousness, magically straightened his waist and sat cross-legged. The whole process was completed in an instant, and Xiwen was stunned, but he also noticed that Leng Zimo next to him was trembling, and his eyes were red as he watched all this.

When the old man saw that the person was sitting up straight, he began to step on the gang, chanting the incantation very quickly in his mouth, and circled around Leng Zimo's mother, and after three laps, he slapped Leng Zimo's mother on the back, and then the whole person jumped and jumped to the Qiankun gossip platform behind the altar and sat up with his eyes closed. After a while, there were bursts of golden light around him, and although he still looked like a thin old man at this time, it made people really feel that the powerful power contained in his body should not be underestimated.

The golden light around the old man became more and more dazzling, and the big stone behind him also appeared more and more majestic, he suddenly opened his eyes angrily, and three golden lights shot into Leng Zimo's mother's forehead and shoulders from his direction like arrows from the string, at the same time, these three places actually conjured up three golden runes, the old man walked to the altar again, drank the three glasses of wine on the altar, and drank a loud "E", the three golden runes burned together, and the whole room was suddenly filled with a faint fragrance. Leng Zimo's mother, who was sitting on the futon, gradually recovered her ruddy face from her original face like dead ashes, but her expression became more and more hideous as the fire burned more and more, about a pillar of incense, when the flame was about to be extinguished, Leng Zimo's mother let out a painful scream, spit forward a mouthful of black blood and fainted on the ground. At this time, Leng Zimo, who was anxious, shouted "Mom" and rushed forward, but was stopped by the old man at the same moment.

"Stop, stupid, don't act rashly!"

It turns out that the old man is right, but Leng Zimo's mother, who had fainted on the ground, struggled to get up from the ground, at this time, the blue muscles on her face burst out, as if she had completely changed, she spoke, and let out a hoarse and low voice:

"Senior brother, I haven't seen you for a long time! I thought that I would visit you in person in two days, but I didn't expect to meet so soon. ”

"Hmph! I can't imagine that you are really a traitor, why have you degenerated enough to join the cult?"

"Senior brother! Times have changed! This is the trend of the times! Those who conform will live, and those who rebel will die!"

"Evil words confuse the public! Nonsense! Suffer death!" After the old man finished speaking, he didn't give the other party a chance to speak again, and slapped him directly.

After the two went back and forth a few times, the old man stopped suddenly, he looked at his hands in disbelief, and then at the person opposite, but the other party laughed:

"Senior brother, I told you just now, the times are different, you are certainly powerful, but I have also made progress over the years, plus the Lord's transformation of me over the years, you may not be my opponent!"

The old man's face was still calm, but his eyes were full of pride, and he said:

"With such a big tone, don't you look where you are now?"

Without waiting for the other party to react, the old man quickly stepped out, bit the tip of his tongue, and gently spurted the blood forward, and the Qiankun gossip platform under the feet of Leng Zimo's mother, who was under the control, quickly rose a beam of golden light, enveloping the entire person above. The trapped person was bathed in the baptism of the charm, and with a roar, the golden light faded, and Leng Zimo's mother fell to the ground, she slowly raised her eyes full of hatred, gritted her teeth and looked at the old man and said:

"Ahhh

After speaking, Leng Zimo's mother fainted to death.