After Jin Qing returned home, he found that outsiders had come to the house.

Several big men were standing at the door of Zheng Jiaqi's house, staring at Jin Qing who was about to open the door with the key.

Feeling the eyes of these big men looking up and down, Jin Qing's exhaustion that had been pent up all night finally broke out: Is this going to fight, come on! Let Lao Tzu send you to heaven.

I also let no one live, someone disturbs me when I sleep, someone disturbs me when I eat, and someone disturbs me when I go home.

A big man didn't know that his life was under threat, so he walked up to Jin Qing who had already entered a state of preparation for war with an expressionless face, took the door key in Jin Qing's hand without saying a word, and respectfully opened the door for Jin Qing.

Jin Qing looked at this familiar scene and was a little stunned: I seem to have returned to the Great Jin Dynasty. But that feeling of being on the battlefield still makes her blood boil when she thinks about it now.

Carrying his takeaway box, Jin Qing entered the house, and as soon as he entered the house, he was almost smoked by the thick stench inside.

Nima, what an impressive taste.

Whoever moved Lao Tzu's coffin, there are really people who are worried about everything these days! Jin Qing saved up the fire in his belly, and he was about to rush in to see if Zheng Jiaqi's little rabbit cub had moved his personal belongings.

Jin Qing had already planned it, if it was really Zheng Jiaqi's doing, Jin Qing would press him into the coffin to reflect on it, what is the inviolability of private property.

But he didn't expect that his cheap brother was holding a pig's head at this time, obediently sitting on the bed guarding Jin Qing's mace and chatting with a fat old man.

Seeing Jin Qing enter the house, Zheng Jiaqi called out obediently: "Second sister! ”

The fat old man was the housekeeper of the handsome young man before, and when the housekeeper saw Jin Qing coming back, he also stopped talking to Zheng Jiaqi and stood up, looked at the aunt who had asked them to drive for two days, and greeted warmly: "You are back!" ”

There are not many people who dare to carry away the things of the little ancestor, and this aunt in front of him doesn't seem to be a good stubble!

Thinking of the little ancestor making trouble in the past two days, he didn't say that his coffin appeared, so let them take him to find it.

The housekeeper wondered, could it be that this coffin was also refined, and he ran to the city to find the little ancestor.

After the little ancestor woke up, through the bloodline traction sealed in the secret technique that helped him transform his corpse, he found his young master, and then the secret technique disappeared.

I remember when I first saw the little ancestor, everyone was almost scared to death.

At that time, the clothes of the little ancestor when he was buried were already rotten into pieces, wrapped in torn sheets that came from nowhere, needless to say, the strong smell of corpses on his body, and two long canine teeth on the side of his mouth.

The little ancestor reads to find his coffin every day, and the young master has read countless ancient books in the family for this purpose.

Ancient texts only record that thousands of years ago, there was a high priest in the ancestors of the family, who had the ability to communicate with the gods and predict the future, but this ability was not always effective, so that his ambitions could not be used.

In order to realize his ambition to unify the Central Plains, the High Priest was determined to give birth to a pure-blooded child who could perform miracles in its entirety.

So under the temptation of the high priest, he successfully married the holy woman of the clan, and succeeded in getting the child of his dreams.

The high priest was very satisfied, and carefully trained his son every day, and his son was also very competitive, and he learned the methods of the high priest at a young age.

The high priest's ambition was completely wiped out by this child, and as long as the child grew up healthy and happy, he was at ease.

Unexpectedly, his smart and clever son died suddenly on the morning of his 16th birthday.

The high priest knew that this was the god punishing the holy daughter of his defiled clan, so he deliberately took away his son, who had been carefully raised for 16 years.

The high priest was in great pain, and although he knew that what he was doing was not tolerated, his child was indeed innocent.

So under the great stimulus of the loss of his beloved son, the high priest went mad, and he asked his son to come back and call himself father again, and he wanted his son to remember himself, and to smile at himself again, and to play with himself.

So, in order to make his children wake up again, the high priest slaughtered hundreds of villages outside his territory, took all the boys and girls in these villages, smashed their flesh and blood, and poured them into his son's grave.

And they twisted soul locks with their souls, and forcibly bound the soul of their sons to their flesh.

The souls of these boys will not be released until the flesh and soul of these boys can channel their son's soul back into their son's body and merge with their son's body to revive him.

And used the ancient secret technique to seal the power of the bloodline into his son's consciousness, preventing his son from waking up one day but not finding a home.

But he didn't expect that his son would sleep for thousands of years.

The souls of the thousand boys have long since disappeared in these years, and the sons have become zombies because the high priest has done too much.

Speaking of this, the thousand-year-old zombie was able to wake up, and he really should be grateful to Yin Tao.

If it weren't for the fact that when her system fell from the sky, it broke through a little bit of the barrier of heaven and earth consciousness.

Let the consciousness of heaven and earth be negligent in order to repair the enchantment, and relax its vigilance against the thousand-year-old zombies, who may still be sleeping underground!

However, according to the records of ancient books, it was broken when the little ancestor of the thousand-year-old zombie was buried.

No one knows what happened afterwards. I only know that the branch of the high priest was broken early. And although the young master's branch also has the same bloodline as him, it is a side branch.

However, the high priest's ability is indeed extraordinary, and the meager power of the bloodline is enough for this little ancestor to find his own home.

Who would have thought that although this little ancestor was blessed to wake up, he was a big road idiot, although he was clamoring to go back to get his coffin every day, but he couldn't find the place where he had slept for thousands of years.

In order to hide the news that there are zombies in the family, the young master dismissed all the servants in the family, leaving only them, who have followed the young master's family for several lifetimes, to help take care of this little ancestor.

At his age, the little ancestor did not bend himself at all.

And after getting along for a long time, everyone found that this little ancestor was not as difficult to serve as they imagined.

First of all, he does not sleep, but wanders around the house by day and night.

At first, everyone thought he wanted to see who ate more meat, but then he realized that he was thinking too much.

He was clearly more interested in rats than the living people in the house.

Every night the eyes are shining to catch mice, teasing them to call.

The housekeeper estimated that this was the little ancestor who had been lying in the coffin for a long time, and the sound of rats in his dreams was cordial, and he was sick when he heard it!