"Oops, it's going to be difficult for the surname Ren anyway." As soon as Wen Cai's voice fell, he suddenly realized that something was wrong, "Tingting!" Wen Cai wanted to go up and ask Uncle Jiu.

"Ugh." But he was stopped by Qiusheng, who said with a smile, "What you said is none of your business, you don't have to worry about it." ”

"You can't say that, if you can save your sweetheart's life, then marriage won't be a problem." Wen Cai analyzed Qiusheng.

Chen Chen on the side secretly snickered, but he didn't expect that this guy Wencai was quite smart in some way sometimes.

"Hey." Qiusheng stopped Wencai.

"Hey!" Wencai opened Qiusheng's hand, and Qiusheng said, "Fair competition." ”

"Good!" Wen Cai nodded.

Chen Chen ignored the two of them, and Uncle Nine walked in from outside the door, holding his hands and looking at the coffin. "Master, there's something wrong with this corpse."

"Yes." Uncle Nine glanced at Chen Chen and nodded.

"Master, have you thought of a way?" Qiusheng and Wencai hurriedly came over and asked.

"I must have thought of it, otherwise why would I bring the coffin back." Uncle Nine paced away.

Chen Chen motioned with his eyes to Qiusheng and Wencai to open the coffin. Qiusheng and Wencai nodded and pushed the coffin lid open. As soon as the two saw the body of the old lady in the coffin, they immediately exclaimed, "Fortune!" ”

Chen Chen's eyes narrowed, and inside the coffin, Old Lady Ren's face began to become wrinkled, and the nails of the hands crossed on his body turned out to be black and long!

When Uncle Nine heard this, he hurriedly came over to take a look, saw the corpse in the coffin, and immediately spoke, "Hurry up and cover it." ”

"Prepare the pen and paper, the sword!" Uncle Nine said quickly.

"What?" Qiusheng and Wencai were stunned and stood in place in confusion.

"Yellow paper, red pen, black ink, kitchen knife, wooden sword!" Chen Chen said on the side.

"Learn more from your senior brothers!" Uncle Nine glanced at Chen Chen appreciatively, and then said to Qiusheng and Wencai who hated iron and steel.

"Oh." Qiusheng and Wencai pouted, and the two turned around and went to prepare things.

Stuff after everything is ready. Uncle Nine was holding a rooster in his hand, and Wen Cai turned his head and said, "Master, do you want a chicken again?" ”

Uncle Nine glanced at Wen Cai and gave Wen Cai a death look. Wen Cai immediately said to himself in embarrassment, "Chicken, hey, chicken." ”

"Less and more mouths!" Qiusheng took a picture of the text.

Uncle Nine ignored the two of them, quickly killed the chicken, and then did it. The chicken blood in the bowl was mixed with black ink, and a grain of glutinous rice was picked up by Uncle Nine and passed through the candle, burning, and then Uncle Nine flicked his fingers and flew into the bowl.

A flame burned in the bowl, and Uncle Nine picked up the compass and buckled it on the bowl, then turned it upside down and pushed it with both hands, and the black liquid flowed into the ink fountain.

"Master, where's the play?" Qiusheng asked.

"On top of the coffin." Uncle Nine said, "Remember, you have to play everywhere." ”

"Oh." Qiusheng and Wencai walked to the coffin with an ink fountain and began to bounce.

"People are divided into good people and bad people, and corpses are divided into zombie dead corpses." Uncle Nine picked up some incense and lit it, and said in his mouth.

As soon as Uncle Jiu's words fell, Wen Cai answered, "People are not only divided into good people and bad people, but also men and women." ”

"Master speaks, what are you interjecting?" Uncle Nine glared at Wen Cai. Then he continued: "Old Lady Ren's corpse is the corpse that is about to turn into a zombie." ”

"How can a corpse become a zombie?" Qiusheng asked suspiciously.

Wen Cai replied casually: "Yes, how can people become bad people." ”

"A man becomes a bad guy because he is not angry! The corpse turned into a zombie because he had an extra breath. Uncle Nine explained.

"One more breath? What do you mean? Qiusheng was puzzled.

Chen Chen has never been in contact with zombies, and his understanding of zombies only comes from the TV in the book.

Of course, Chen Chen had learned about the art of alchemy in the book Maoshan Taoism given by Uncle Jiu. The so-called corpse refining, that is, using one's own blood as a medium, with the help of magic, introduces the blood deep into the body of the zombie, and then directs the zombie by issuing instructions, of course, the art of corpse refining cannot be without risks.

There is also a risk of being eaten by zombies.

Uncle Nine paced and continued: "Before a person dies, he gets angry, suffocates to death, and sulks until he dies, and after he dies, there will be a breath in his throat. ”

As soon as Uncle Jiu's voice fell, Qiusheng spoke: "That's why I said that to be a man, you have to fight for your strength, and the most important thing for a person to die is to cut off his anger, otherwise he will harm others and himself." ”

"If you want to play, don't be full of resentment, tell me when you're playing, don't miss it." Uncle Nine propped his hands on his knees and said to Qiusheng.

Qiusheng let out an "oh" and said no more.

"Xiaochen, you come with me." Uncle Nine said to Chen Chen.

"Oh." Chen Chen followed Uncle Nine to his room. Leaving Qiusheng and Wencai to continue to play the coffin.

Chen Chen, who knew the plot well, didn't say much, if he directly said the drawbacks, then Old Lady Ren might not come out, that was not what Chen Chen wanted.

In the room, Uncle Nine continued to explain to Chen Chen about Maoshan Taoism. Chen Chen also listened intently. These days, he has been frantically absorbing all kinds of spells and theories about Maoshan.

Coupled with the mana foundation that Chen Chen has now, the current Chen Chen is not not strong.

It was getting late, and Uncle Nine asked Chen Chen to go back to rest first, and when Uncle Nine stood up and walked behind the door, a broom suddenly slammed down and hit Uncle Nine's head, so painful that Uncle Nine covered his head and shouted, "Okay!" How dare you hit Master! ”

The culprit, Qiu Sheng, hurriedly handed the broken broom stick to Wen Cai, turned around and ran away.

Chen Chen looked at this scene a little confused, he listened to what Uncle Nine just said, and he was fascinated by it. Forgetting about this, Chen Chen grinned, "Master, I'll go back first." ”

……

On the second day, Uncle Nine took Qiusheng and Wencai to visit Master Ren to discuss the selection of the tomb. And Chen Chen continued to learn Maoshan Taoism in Yizhuang.

Chen Chen walked to the room where the coffin was placed, and saw the coffin where Old Lady Ren was at a glance.

Chen Chen looked at the coffin with his eyes intently, his mind suddenly became active, isn't it a little bad to waste a zombie.

Zombies, what are zombies, they gather the resentment of heaven and earth, and are born from bad luck. Immortal, immortal, immortal, abandoned by the Three Realms of Heaven, Earth and Man outside the six realms of sentient beings, wandering and displaced. The body is stiff, in the world, he uses resentment as strength, feeds on blood, and uses the blood of all beings to vent endless loneliness.

The newly formed zombie has no ability to think, no self-control, but if it is a zombie that has been cultivated for thousands of years, it is not terrifying!

Thousand-year-old zombies, with a single move, can make a state and a county thousands of miles away, and not a drop of water exists. Therefore, zombies that have been cultivated for thousands of years are also called drought fish.

After Chen Chen glanced at the coffin twice, he didn't step forward to fill the empty hole at the bottom of the coffin, he was thinking in his heart, whether to kill this zombie or ......