At night, the hairy moon is groggy.

Renjiazhuang was silent, only a few insects chirped, and after Liao Wenjie finished shouting, several residents scolded in response, and then there was no movement.

The haze and black clouds came, obscuring the last bit of moonlight, and the already gray town was completely plunged into darkness.

In the bazaar, the zombie raised his hands flat on his chest, jumped ten meters away, the frequency was not fast but rose and fell, meeting the house to the house, meeting the wall over the wall, and walking in a straight line throughout the whole process.

Looking at the direction, the goal is Ren Fu.

At the other end of the market, Liao Wenjie and Uncle Nine took steps and ran wildly, because Uncle Nine ran diagonally from time to time, Liao Wenjie could only pull him forward.

"Uncle Nine, run faster, you can't catch up!"

Liao Wenjie looked at the air, the zombies rose and fell, and the straight figure rose above the roof from time to time, he knew for the first time that he could jump and walk so fast.

"Applejack, I'm still having some health problems, you go to Renfu first, and I'll be there later."

Half of Uncle Jiu's face is high and swollen, he won't break the specific problem, some people have brain problems, and they don't have a light or heavy start.

"Okay, I'll buy time, you hurry up and keep up, don't get lost."

Liao Wenjie snatched the wooden sword from Uncle Jiu's hand, in order to prevent zombies from harming people, he had put a lot of effort into it before, and he had completed the ninety-nine steps, so there was no reason to fall at the last step.

Even if it's a gamble, you have to make sure that you are safe tonight.

The courtyard wall in front of him blocked the road, he accelerated his sprint, stepped on the wall twice in a row, held down the wall with one hand, and his body was horizontal, and the whole person easily flipped over.

This light skill of flying on the grass is not a clever method, and because the level is too low, it is far from reaching the realm of feet not touching the ground, but the explosive power is really good, and the landing is silent like a dragonfly dotting water, especially suitable for climbing the wall at night.

No blowing, no black, the Ren family with the highest courtyard wall in the town, Liao Wenjie comes and goes freely, and can turn over several times in one night.

"This kid is good at kung fu, but I'm not bad either."

The detour was too far, Uncle Nine decided to make an exception to climb over the wall, don't look at his age, but he has practiced martial arts all the year round, his muscles and bones are well maintained, and his body is as light as a swallow.

I saw that he lifted his breath in his chest, his mental power went straight to the Yongquan acupoint, his right foot bounced up on the ground, and his body was like a flying swallow skimming the air, jumping three meters away with the help of buoyancy.

The distance and strength were accurate, and when his body had not yet fallen, he pointed the tip of his left foot against the wall, and once again borrowed strength, and at the same time raised his hand to grab the wall......

It's a pity that Uncle Nine miscalculated himself, his balance was inaccurate tonight, and he couldn't aim in a straight line, let alone go to the sky. The left foot slid against the wall, the whole leg stepped on the air and kicked straight, the upper body leaned forward by inertia, and closed his eyes helplessly for a second before pasting the wall.

Boom! Boom!

The first sound was his face hitting the wall, the second sound was his butt smashing to the ground, Uncle Nine covered his face with one hand and supported his waist with the other, curled up and lying in the corner.

Arch and arch.

It hurts, I want to hum, but I can't, this is his last stubbornness.

……

Ren Mansion.

Ren Fa didn't sleep tonight, lighting the lamp and boiling oil to check the accounts in the study next to the bedroom, thinking about the poor efficiency of the factory, which is more appropriate to lay off employees or reduce wages.

In the end, it was decided to lay off employees, and by the way, the wages were also reduced.

Diligent and thrifty, he is an excellent businessman.

In the middle of the night, he dialed the abacus, mainly when he entertained Uncle Nine during the day, he also drank too much, and he didn't feel sleepy when he got up just now.

At the wine table, Uncle Nine spoke bitterly, talking about the horror of zombies, Ren Fa's left ear went in and out of his right ear, and he poured wine into Uncle Nine.

Who is Uncle Nine, Ren Fa has seen it too thoroughly, his face is cold and his heart is hot, and his ears are soft and his face is good.

To deal with this kind of smooth donkey, he has a way, good food and drink to entertain, and another wave of praise and money, there is no injustice.

It may be that this time it was blown too hard, and Uncle Nine didn't add money to it.

As for the old lady will become a zombie, Ren Fa didn't take it to heart, and he didn't have a single word, but it was possible, if it really changed, it would be better.

The security team in the town is raised by Ren's family, each with a spear, and the monthly silver salary is enough, and the old lady dares to change, so he dares to kill his relatives and sell them for money.

"Hehe, what age is it, zombies can have foreign guns and foreign cannons?"

Thinking of this, Ren Fa's hand on the abacus shook slightly, and the smile on his face showed that Zhizhu was holding it, he didn't lose left and right, and this wave was stable.

At this moment, a cold wind blew outside the window, and the ledger rattled, Ren Fa shivered, got up and put on his coat.

He walked over to the window and raised his hand to close the two windows.

Suddenly, a pair of eerie eyes opened in the darkness, staring straight at him without blinking.

Ren Fa's old eyes were dizzy, and only then did he find a 'person' standing outside the window, his face was like a dead tree, his fangs were exposed, and he was wearing exactly the same clothes as his dead ghost father, and his chest was still pouring money.

"Oh my god!"

Ren Fa was so frightened that he sat down on the ground, turned around and got up and ran.

Rumble!

Hearing the sound behind him, Ren Fa didn't dare to look back, ran out of the study with soft legs, closed the door with his backhand, and held it with his back.

"Come on, come on!"

Click!

The zombie poked through the door with both hands and grabbed Ren Fa's shoulders violently, its claws embedded in it, splattering large explodes of blood.

Ren Fa screamed in pain, only to feel that his bones were about to be crushed, and he passed out after a while.

When the housekeepers and servants in the house heard the movement, they ran over and grabbed Ren Fa, because the door was closed, they didn't know what caught their master, and they thought they had recruited a thief.

"Forcefully, pull the master out."

"What's the matter, hard, haven't you eaten?"

"Oh no, the old man is fainting again."

How could manpower fight against zombies, a group of people were so tired and sweaty that they didn't pull Ren Fa out, the latter passed out in pain several times, and his screams were not as powerful as before.

Rumble!!

The zombie slammed open the door, held it above his head together with the door of Ren's hairband, and just tilted his head back and drank the dripping blood.

When everyone saw the terrible appearance, they screamed in fright, and crawled and fled, no longer caring whether Ren Fa was dead or alive.

At the critical moment, two money swords flew at the speed and nailed to the zombie's back.

"Roar!"

The zombie was in pain, let go and threw the door panel and Ren Fa out, turned around and glared, and roared.

Liao Wenjie stood outside the window in a golden light, panting like Erhei, miscalculated, the copper coin armor became heavier and heavier, he knew that he would have to let Uncle Jiu pass through everything.

He leaned against the wall and panted: "Old lady, there is a filial son under the stick, but you can't beat him to death." Listen to my advice, don't be so angry, Master Ren is not young, just play for two or three hours. ”

"Roar, roar!!"

The zombie raised its claws and thrust towards the rambling Liao Wenjie, and saw Liao Wenjie tear off the black cloth, revealing a few bright money swords, and immediately stopped.

"Old lady, it's not good to stand and talk, it's better for everyone to sit down and talk slowly. If you feel that your children and grandchildren are not filial, when Uncle Nine comes, he will personally administer justice for you...... I'm not afraid to tell you, he's an open-eyed person who sees money, and if you give more, he will definitely win the lawsuit. ”

Liao Wenjie doesn't stop talking, and it doesn't matter if the zombie understands it or not, just one word, drag.

dragged until Uncle Nine came to the relay.

"Roar, roar, roar."

The zombie hesitated and didn't dare to step forward, so he gave up Liao Wenjie and threw himself at Ren Fa.

Ren Fa was robbed by a disaster, was knocked unconscious, and was lying on the ground at the moment with a corpse, just a few breaths away from the reunion of father and son.

Sou!

Liao Wenjie didn't hesitate, threw two money swords at the zombies, and then rushed into the study with Uncle Nine's wooden sword.

Righteous backstab, right now!

I never thought that the zombies were attacking from east to west, pretending to attack Ren Fa, and when the money sword broke through the air, he avoided it with a horizontal jump, and went straight into Liao Wenjie with both feet.

The speed was too fast, Liao Wenjie only saw the black shadow rushing towards him, and subconsciously raised his wooden sword and stabbed forward.

Bite!

The wooden sword was against the zombie's brain, and because it was used by Uncle Jiu, the red light of the cold evil thing skyrocketed, and the soldering iron generally hit the zombie's forehead smoking.

The yin wind was wrapped in a fishy smell, Liao Wenjie only felt that the zombie in front of him stinked, he was dizzy when he took a breath, and he held the sword with both hands, wanting to push the zombie away in one fell swoop.

Click!

The wooden sword was bent, overwhelmed and broken, and the zombie was fierce, with both claws thrust forward, slamming on the copper coin armor on Liao Wenjie's chest.

The red light skyrocketed, and a person and a corpse flew out upside down at the same time.

Liao Wenjie flew upside down and fell into the study, grinning and being helped up.

It's Uncle Nine.

"Uncle Nine, you came at the right time...... Hey, what's wrong with your swollen nose? ”

"I'll ...... later. Besides, give me the wooden sword, and I'll deal with it...... You cover. ”

Uncle Jiu gasped more than Er Hei, and without waiting for Liao Wenjie to reply, he held a wooden sword in his hand, and there were words in his mouth, and his fingertips slid through the sword body.

There was a hiss, and the hand slipped.

Hey, why is this sword so short?

“……”x2

The two looked at each other, and Liao Wenjie clenched his fists and coughed lightly: "Uncle Nine, I was just about to say that the zombies destroyed your magic weapon." ”