"Brother Lin, what do you mean by black stiffness and jumping stiffness just now?"

"Hey, zombies have existed since ancient times, and zombies can be divided into six levels"

The first level is "white zombie", after the corpse is raised in the corpse ground, after a month, the whole body begins to grow fluffy white hair, this kind of zombie is slow, very easy to deal with, it is very afraid of the sun, but also afraid of fire, afraid of water, afraid of chickens, afraid of dogs, and more afraid of people.

The second level is "black stiff", white stiff if full of cattle and sheep essence blood, a few years later the whole body takes off the white hair, replaced by a body of a few inches long black hair, at this time is still afraid of the sun and fire, the action is also slow, but at the beginning is not afraid of chickens and dogs, generally speaking, the black zombie will avoid seeing people, and do not dare to fight directly with people, often in the sleep of people before sucking human blood (black zombie and white zombie together called "black and white zombie").

The third level is the "jumping corpse", the black zombie Nayin sucks blood for decades, the black hair is off, and the action begins to jump, the jump is fast and far, afraid of the sun, not afraid of people and not afraid of any domestic animals.

The fourth level of "flying corpses" has evolved from jumping corpses to embrace the gloomy moon, and the flying corpses are often zombies that are more than a hundred years old or even hundreds of years, with agile movements, jumping over the house and trees, jumping vertically like flying, sucking ** without leaving external injuries.

The fifth-level zombie is almost demonic, named "Lu", also known as "Drought Fish", "Fire Fish" and "Dry Fish", after the flying corpse absorbs the spirit for hundreds of years, the appearance becomes more and more hideous, it can be described as a blue-faced fanged Rakshasa who eats people, and can also change the shape and appearance to confuse everyone, and can kill the dragon and the drought can extradite the plague god, and the drought plague is caused by this.

The last level is also the most terrifying zombie, it should be said that it is no longer a "corpse", but a demon king, with the terrifying power of calling a battle with the gods, thousands or even thousands of years of Taoism.

"Brother Lin, according to what you said, zombies can not leave blood in the advanced level, but why, this old lady has not drunk any blood, and he can cross the white zombie and the black zombie and enter the jumping zombie?"

Yang Feng's question, Uncle Jiu asked for a while, he was also thinking about this matter, Old Lady Ren didn't absorb any blood, so what did he rely on to advance?

"Master, here comes the knife, sword, pen, paper, and ink you want."

Wencai and Qiusheng soon took the pen, ink, paper, knife, and sword to the morgue.

After Uncle Nine saw these things, he spoke again.

"Wencai, you go to the chicken coop and catch a big rooster and come out"

"Huh? Master, I just went to the kitchen to see, Qiusheng spent a lot of money today, bought chicken and fish, and your favorite Huadiao, you don't need to add vegetables, right? ”

"Smack"

"Eat, eat, eat, you know to eat, to catch a rooster is to use rooster blood, do you know"

"Oh"

Wen Cai touched the back of his head, put down the things in his hand, and quickly ran towards the chicken coop.

After Wencai's big rooster is caught, the chicken blood is released, plus glutinous rice, black ink, rune paper and the like, and it is fused together.

Finally, after Uncle Jiu's actions, it flowed into the ink fountain.

Seeing this scene, Wen Cai and Qiusheng have followed Uncle Jiu for so many years, and they finally know what they are doing.

Qiusheng immediately took the initiative to stand up and ask.

"Master, where is the ink fountain?"

Uncle Nine handed over the ink fountain that had done the Fa, and then said.

"The ink fountain line fills the entire coffin, remember not to miss anything"

"Yes, master, you go and rest first, let us do these things"

Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng said in unison, the two of them didn't want to face this time, they just said, they felt that Uncle Nine was a dynamite barrel today, and he would explode at one point.

Uncle Nine has been busy for a day, and he is also a little tired from what he did just now, and he is a lot of relief to see the two apprentices taking the initiative to work, but thinking of the two of them, Uncle Nine had to say patiently.

"Remember, the whole coffin must be bounced off the line. When you're done, tell me. ”

"Yes, Master"

"Let's go, Brother Yang, let's go and rest together, here, I'll leave it to these two stinky boys"

Yang Feng thought about it, but still didn't promise Uncle Nine, so he said.

"Brother Lin, you go to rest first, I haven't seen how to play the ink fountain, I'm a little curious"

Uncle Nine thought about it too, so he followed Yang Feng's wishes.

In fact, Yang Feng didn't have much curiosity about playing the ink bucket, because he was not very curious, just because he was afraid that these two people would be the same as in the play, and there was no bullet at the bottom of the coffin, which eventually caused the old lady Ren to run out and kill many people one after another.

Yang Feng can't be at will, but Ke Ling, the one who fights the watch and other ordinary people, they are ordinary people, but because of Qiusheng and Wencai's mistakes, it led to their death.

Thinking of this, Yang Feng sighed, as the master of the Heavenly Saints, the Ninth Uncle has not been able to ascend to the Dao, and he thinks it has something to do with these two apprentices.

Because of their mistakes, I don't know how many people have been killed, and these sins must be counted on the head of Uncle Jiu.

The teaching is not strict, the teacher is lazy, and the two of them follow the ninth uncle to learn art, but they have not yet become a teacher, so all the sins and merits they have done, the ninth uncle has to bear more than half for them.

"Hey, it's finally done, I'm done playing, let's go, let's go cook"

When Qiusheng heard Wen Cai's words, he still looked around expectantly, and found that everything was played, and then said to Wen Cai.

"Let's check it carefully, so as not to make the master angry when you get it, and see if there is any place that has not been played"

After Wen Cai heard Qiusheng's words, he secretly put his hand into the ink fountain, ready to play Qiusheng.

"Wencai"

Yang Feng stood aside, watching Wencai's movements, he was really angry.

The two of them still forgot the bottom of the coffin, Qiusheng is fine, at least he knows how to check, but what about Wencai?

still only knows how to play, if it weren't for his play, listen to Qiusheng's words, and check it carefully, maybe he wouldn't have missed the bottom of the coffin, so that Uncle Nine wouldn't have to indirectly bear the sin of zombie murder for them.

"Uncle Yang, what's the matter?"

Wen Cai smiled on his face, thinking that Yang Feng had something good.

"Have you seen the bottom of the coffin?"

"Bounce, play"

"Smack"

This time, it was Qiusheng who beat him.

"Bounce your head, play it, the bottom of this coffin hasn't been bounced yet, if it weren't for Uncle Yang's reminder, we would have been in a big disaster."

"If you don't play, you don't play, why hit me on the head"

"Hey, forget it, you go cook, the rest of this, I'll do it with Qiusheng"

Yang Feng took the ink fountain in Wen Cai's hand and played it with Qiusheng.

Yang Feng used to think that Qiusheng didn't let Uncle Jiu worry about it the most, but now it seems that he is a literary talent, can he really answer that words? Ugly people make a lot of mistakes!

After Yang Feng took the ink fountain, Wen Cai went out to cook, he was a tendon, even if Qiusheng beat him just now, he didn't care.

In a few minutes, Yang Feng and Qiu Sheng played the ink fountain, and after the two checked it again, they found that the entire coffin was full of ink fountain lines.

"Uncle Yang, now that the entire coffin is full of ink fountain lines, this zombie shouldn't be able to come out."

"I hope so"

Yang Feng also hoped that this would be the case, so that the zombies would not come out to harm people.

"Qiusheng, if you really like to practice martial arts, just tell your master, and I'll teach you when the time comes."

Yang Feng decided to teach Qiusheng, but if something happens in the future, Qiusheng can help Uncle Jiu, but Uncle Jiu is too difficult.

"Thank you, Uncle Yang"