After waiting in the cave for half an hour, Qian Zhenren came back and nodded slightly at Wang Xu.

Wang Xu sat on the coffin and smoked a cigarette, seeing that the matter was solved, his face was still sad and joyless, and he said indifferently: "Let's start work!" ”

Jumping off the coffin, Wang Xu gave up his position to Qian Zhenren.

Qian Zhenren held a peachwood sword, first drew a circle around the coffin, and then inserted seven yellow flags in front of the coffin in a seven-star position.

After doing all this, he hung a yellow cloth banner in the cave and lit two candles in front of the seven-star flag, and a lotus lamp was lit in the middle of the candles.

Opening the altar and arranging the array, this boring work has a different kind of beauty in the hands of Qian Tianshi.

Wang Xu stood aside and looked at him, and found that many of Qian Tianshi's actions and steps were clearly written in the alchemy technique, and the norms of the actions were like textbooks.

"Boss, please give me a drop of your fingertip blood, I will use this lotus lamp to add your blood, cooperate with the spell to connect the zombie's mind, and engrave your breath in the zombie's heart. As for whether it will be successful or not, it will be revealed in three days, and it is difficult to say now. "Qian Tianshi contacted the mind of the zombie, this step is the first step in refining the corpse, also known as the seal god.

Only when the brand of control is imprinted on the mind of the zombie can the zombie's actions be controlled.

If this step is completed, it is the next step of refining the corpse, which is like taming a fierce horse, the horse is not tamed, how can you be allowed to ride it.

"Good!" Wang Xu took out his finger, put it in his mouth and bit it, dripping two drops of blood into the porcelain bowl.

With Wang Xu's blood, Qian Zhenren began to draw talismans and chant mantras, adding the blood to the oil of the lotus lamp.

The milky white lamp oil, infected with blood, suddenly turned pale red, and after it burned, the air was also mixed with a faint fragrance, turning into smoke and burrowing into the coffin.

"Qian Zhenren, I'll go first, you can refine the corpse with peace of mind, I will bring you food every day, as well as the materials you need. Don't worry, as long as this thing is done, I will not treat you badly, and I will ensure that you will be prosperous and rich for the rest of your life. Wang Xu knew that he couldn't help, and after giving a promise, he planned to go back to Uncle Ying's Yizhuang first.

As for whether Qian Tianshi will be attentive, there is no doubt about this, this is a person who pays attention to money, how much money you give him, how much motivation he has, under the encouragement of glory and wealth, he is more careful than treating his father.

... Yizhuang...

"Uncle Ying, I'll bring you supper back." Wang Xu carried the supper in his hand and walked into the Yizhuang in a loud voice.

As soon as I entered the door, before I saw a single figure, the smell of boiling Chinese herbs came to my face, followed by the old yellow dog who came by wagging his tail.

"Rhubarb, this is for you, chicken thigh rice, and pork ribs are specially added, be satisfied!" Wang Xu squatted on the ground, spread out an oiled paper bag, and rubbed the old yellow dog's head.

The old yellow dog didn't rush to grab food, and licked Wang Xu's hand with his tongue first, and then ate it unhurriedly.

The old yellow dog, who was feasting, flicked his tail vigorously while eating.

With a smile on his face, Wang Xu smoothed the hair on its back, thinking that it is really a good dog, the idea is simple, if you are good to it, it will be good to you, it is not as complicated as people's hearts.

After staying with the old yellow dog for a while, Wang Xu got up and left, walking towards the kitchen where the smell of herbs came out.

When I arrived at the kitchen, I saw that Wen Cai was the only one inside, who was napping and decocting medicine on the fire.

When Wang Xu entered, this guy's eyes couldn't be opened, and he said in a daze: "Brother Wang, you're back." ”

"Who are you decocting medicine for?" Wang Xu asked casually, then put the supper he brought back on the table, and said: "I brought you something to eat, sweet and sour fish, Dongpo elbow, braised pork ribs, pepper sesame chicken, seafood custard, meatball casserole, stir-fried mutton with cumin, and braised lion's head, I don't know if it suits your appetite." ”

"To suit your appetite, as long as you have meat." Hearing that there was delicious food, the sleepy literary talent suddenly rejuvenated.

Wang Xu sat on the chair next to him, looked at Wencai who hurriedly went to find the dishes and chopsticks, and said, "You haven't told me yet, who is this medicine for!" ”

"It's for my uncle, and when I came back with my master, I found that my uncle had a high fever. Listening to the master, it seems to be a false fire attacking the heart, plus physical and mental exhaustion, and I have a fever when I am blown by the cold wind at night. Wen Cai said this, only to suddenly think that Wang Xu was from the four-eyed Taoist, and hurriedly added: "It's not in the way, the master said a few pairs of medicines, and the uncle will be fine." ”

"That's good, you decoct the medicine first, I'll go over and take a look." Wang Xu left the kitchen and went straight to the guest room where Simu Dao was staying.

The light was on in the guest room, and Uncle Ying was sitting on the edge of the bed, giving Simudao a long pulse.

As the so-called medicine and Taoism are not separated, most of the Taoist priests who come out to walk the rivers and lakes have the art of disambiguating with both hands, and Uncle Ying can be said to be the best in this.

"Uncle Ying, is he okay?" Wang Xu tiptoed in and asked softly.

Uncle Ying shook his head slightly, stuffed the four-eyed Taoist hand back into the quilt, and said, "It's okay, I'm just tired, I'll be fine after three or five days of rest." By the way, you don't have to worry about the black-haired zombies, my apprentice Fat Bao is in the north, I will send him a letter, he can handle this matter, you can rest here for a few more days. ”

When he talked about Fat Bao, Uncle Ying's eyes flashed with pride, obviously very satisfied with this big apprentice.

After all, for the master, the big disciple and the little apprentice are always the two who have put the most effort into it.

And before Fatty Bao learned Taoism, he was Uncle Ying's nephew, and the two relationships combined, Fatty Bao, who has a very high talent in Taoism, can be described as the heir of Uncle Ying's mantle.

"Uncle Ying has a good apprentice, and there is a successor!" Hearing that the four-eyed Taoist couldn't deal with the zombies, Uncle Ying's apprentice Fei Bao could handle it, and Wang Xu also praised it from the bottom of his heart.

Uncle Ying waved his hand again and again, saying that Fat Bao was still far away.

In fact, he didn't even notice it, and his face was already smiling, just like the old bustard in the green building saw a guest.

"Let's go out first, let the junior brother sleep a little longer." Uncle Ying, who was full of red light, took Wang Xu to the living room.

In the living room, Wen Cai had already set up the wine and food, and the two were eating secretly when they came in.

"Sneaky, what are you doing?" Seeing Wen Cai blocking in front of the table, shaking his ass and not knowing what he was doing, Uncle Ying opened his mouth to reprimand.

Wen Cai hurriedly turned around, his mouth was like an autumn mouse, stuffing his mouth with corn kernels that had been shipped home, and said hesitantly: "Master, Brother Wang has brought back a lot of delicious food, look at it!" ”

"Eat, eat, eat, know to eat all day long, and before the guests are served, the dishes will be eaten by you!" Uncle Ying quickly took two steps forward, raised his eyes to look at the table, and suddenly frowned, and whispered, "So many dishes, it's too expensive, right?" ”

Uncle Ying has great ability, but strictly speaking, he is not a rich man, and he is not even as rich as the four-eyed Dao Chang.

Not to mention anything else, the following seven apprentices, it is not a small number for people to eat horses and chew.

After all, cultivation is very financially expensive, and Uncle Ying is a person who loves his apprentices, and the cinnabar and yellow paper used by several apprentices to practice drawing talismans are not small numbers every day.

Now that the apprentices are older, you have to prepare two kinds of magic weapons for the apprentices, otherwise you will take something to walk the rivers and lakes.

In this way, Uncle Ying's income is high, and the cost is also high, and his usual food and clothing can only be said to be average, compared with the four-eyed Taoist who eats four dishes for breakfast, that is, he is poor to his grandmother's house.

"It's not a cost, it's just right for the four of us to have eight dishes, it's a pity that the Taoist chief is sick, otherwise it would be lively to eat together." Of course, Wang Xu would not be polite to the wine and food he brought, and sat down to beckon the two of them to eat quickly.

Uncle Ying couldn't refuse, so he also sat down next to Wang Xu and said: "Master Ren, a big family in the town, his father is going to move the grave, invite me to drink foreign tea tomorrow, and discuss the matter of moving the grave together, you can go with me tomorrow." ”

"Foreign tea?" Wang Xu paused for a moment, and then thought that Uncle Ying was embarrassed to eat him, and planned to take him back tomorrow to drink it again.

However, Wang Xu quickly smiled in his heart, and thought: "The corpse of the old lady Ren has long been carried away by me, you can't move the grave, and it's almost the same to build a clothed mound..."