In Wencai's eyes, nothing compares to the copper-horned gold coffin next to it, the entire coffin is made of gold, and this gold is certainly more expensive than an ordinary wooden coffin in the eyes of Wencai.

"The coffin is fine, it's the dead who have the problem!"

Uncle Jiu pointed at this coffin and came to the ancestral master's offering table, and Qiusheng and Wencai also followed.

"yes, I also think there's a problem, it's been 20 years and it hasn't rotten......"

Before the two finished speaking, they suddenly glanced at each other, quickly opened the coffin lid and looked at it, and found that the body of the old lady Ren had been blessed, and the nails were also terrible.

Uncle Nine also hurried over to check after listening to the voices of the two, and when he saw that the nails of the corpse had become longer, he was shocked, and quickly asked Qiu Shengwen to seal the coffin.

Uncle Nine hugged his arms, the anxiety on his face was self-evident, he was confident, but his plan couldn't catch up with the changes.

Uncle Nine originally thought that he could find a good tomb for Old Lady Ren tomorrow and let him be buried in peace, but who would have thought that the current situation had exceeded his expectations, and I was afraid that Old Lady Ren would have a corpse mutation soon.

"You two hurry up and prepare paper, pen, ink, and swords."

After Uncle Nine finished speaking, Qiusheng and Wen Cai looked puzzled beside them, as if they hadn't heard what Uncle Nine said clearly.

Seeing the blank looks of these two stupid apprentices, Uncle Nine suddenly became angry, if it weren't for the urgency of the matter, he really had to teach these two stinky boys a good lesson.

But now it's too late for this situation, so Uncle Nine repeated it again and said the full names of these five things, which are actually yellow paper, red pens, black ink, kitchen knives, and wooden swords, which are the five most commonly used things.

The two of them responded and ran out to prepare the materials together, as for Uncle Jiu, he was waiting in the house, but what Uncle Jiu didn't know was that Zhang Nian was quietly absorbing the corpse qi from the two coffins at this time.

This feeling, not to mention how refreshing!

"Corpse +500"

"Corpse +500"

"Corpse +500"

Now that the usual speed has returned, and the speed of absorbing corpse qi has also become normal, and the two coffins are swinging towards this place, and the entire Yizhuang seems to be gloomy.

The yin qi here has been concentrated to the extreme, and now the three coffins in the room, if any zombie inside breaks out of the coffin, it will definitely cause a huge sensation.

Of course, Old Lady Ren is the weakest among the three coffins, followed by the black giant coffin, and the most bullish, needless to say, is naturally Zhang Nian.

Since Uncle Nine was still here, Zhang Nian didn't come to absorb it with great fanfare, not that he didn't dare, but there was no need to alarm him.

Besides, I haven't enjoyed enough of this feeling of being in the middle of strategizing and winning thousands of miles away, and it's so cool to be a behind-the-scenes person.

And the people behind the scenes don't have to worry about the risk, even if the puppet outside is dead, it doesn't matter, the bloodless blade is the highest state of the winner.

Ten minutes later, Wen Cai and Qiusheng brought all five things, and as soon as the two entered the house, they saw Uncle Nine killing chickens on the table.

"Master, do you want chickens again?"

Wen Cai poked his head out again and asked Uncle Jiu, but he was glared at by Uncle Jiu and didn't dare to speak.

"Take it, you kid is so talkative."

Qiusheng handed the guy in his hand to Wencai, and helped Uncle Jiu cut the throat of the chicken in his hand, and the chicken blood was filled with bowls and bowls.

Uncle Nine waved his hands, tapped the glutinous rice with two fingers, lit the red candle to make the glutinous rice burn, and then pointed out with two fingers, and the burning glutinous rice entered the bowl full of chicken blood, and then Uncle Nine added black ink to it and sealed it with a demon mirror.

Swinging the move, the sealed bowl rotated in the air a few times, leaving a slit and dripping the seeping chicken blood into the ink fountain.

"What is this?"

"This is the ink fountain, master, where is the play?"

After Qiusheng and Wencai finished asking, they stepped forward and began to seal the coffin with an ink fountain line.

"Where did that stinky boy go? I didn't see the figure of the old lady Ren for the funeral today, and I ran out to play again! ”

Uncle Nine looked at the two people below who were playing the ink fountain line and asked, I haven't seen Ah Qiang for a day today, and Uncle Nine then remembered to ask Ah Qiang.

"Master, Ah Qiang went to find Uncle Qianhe this morning, and he said that he wouldn't come back if he couldn't find it."

Wen Cai raised his head and reported to Uncle Jiu, Wen Cai took care of Ah Qiang after he met him this morning.

It's just that this unobtrusive senior brother said that he was going to find Chizuru, but in fact, no one knows where he went.

"Forget it, no matter that kid, he said that he was going to find Chizuru, and he didn't know where to fool around for a long time."

Uncle Nine knew the character of Ah Qiang very well, and then left the house, leaving only Qiusheng and Wencai here, these two guys were scared, so they played casually and left together.

But there is still a crack under the coffin that has not been played, which is where the hidden danger lies, and it is because of this crack that the tragedy that followed.

After the three of them left, Zhang Nian also began to act, just now there were people here who couldn't be too presumptuous to absorb, but now that there is no one, they can let go of their hands and feet.