After two days of pranayama, the troubles on his body disappeared, and He Shan was radiant and all his abilities returned to their proper level.

After purchasing a large number of gifts in the town, he returned to Yizhuang to thank Uncle Jiu.

"Uncle Nine, thank you, a little meaning is not a respect." Seeing that Uncle Nine came back from outside with two apprentices and a coffin in Taoist clothes, He Shan, who had been waiting for a day, respectfully handed over the gift list with both hands.

"Poor and remote, although the gift is not high-end, if it doesn't suit your heart, you can say it directly." Seeing that Uncle Nine shook his hands and didn't speak for a long time, He Shan said embarrassedly, time was in a hurry, and he bought it casually.

"No, absolutely not!" Uncle Nine was not satisfied, just the words 'golden ten thousand taels' on the first line of the gift list made him speechless.

"It's good to like it, it's not for your guidance, and I can't solve the trouble so quickly!" After He Shan finished speaking, he respectfully saluted Uncle Jiu.

Hearing He Shan's words, Uncle Nine realized that compared to a few days ago, the four major faces of He Shan's physiognomy disappeared without a trace, and turned into a subdued rhino top, and the sun horn dragon court.

Strange people! Uncle Nine resisted the urge to calculate another hexagram for him, so he first put people into Yizhuang to rest. He didn't delve much into He Shan's affairs, even if he counted some eyebrows, he wouldn't be able to say half a word.

……

The heart of cultivation cannot be fallen, and in the resentful eyes of the two apprentices, Uncle Nine returned to He Shan.

"Can you really trap zombies by doing this?"

He Shan, who was staying in Yizhuang temporarily, saw that Wencai and Qiusheng were holding the ink fountain line and dragged them back to Yizhuang today, and the coffin of the old man Ren was full of black lines, so he asked.

"Who knows? We've never seen zombies either, so let's do whatever the master says. ”

"yes, yes."

Wencai and Qiusheng finished their work, and they didn't check it, so they carelessly left the gap under the coffin board and went to eat supper.

He Shan didn't remind them to mend the pot, but touched his chin and thought, "I don't know if hunting zombies will have a different taste?" ”

Uncle Nine didn't dare to snub He Shan, a distinguished guest, and gave up his room. It's a pity that He Shan didn't feel sleepy tonight, and completely wasted people's minds, asked for a reclining chair, and chose to be outside the room where the zombies were placed.

"I don't do bad things in my life, and I'm not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night. There are few people who dare to stay in Yizhuang and are so calm. "Worried that Old Man Ren would come out to make trouble tonight, Uncle Jiu, who got up in the middle of the night, saw He Shan drinking outside the morgue, so he approved.

"How can anyone dare to sleep peacefully in a morgue full of the smell of rotting corpses."

Wen Cai is a talent, a fierce man who dares to sleep in the morgue where the coffin of the dead and the zombie are housed. At least He Shan, who was forced to do it like this by Tianshan Tong's grandmother, didn't want to try it again.

"Miuzan, Miaozan." Someone praised his apprentice, and of course Uncle Nine was happy, "After taking your medicine, my whole person is much better." ”

"Try not to get angry, otherwise it will delay the condition, of course, it is better not to stay up late."

The two chatted for a while, and Uncle Nine happily followed He Shan's instructions to go back to his room to sleep.

At three or four o'clock in the evening, He Shan saw the snoring in Uncle Jiu's room like thunder, so he went into the morgue.

"Her eyes, her eyes, are like stars shining brightly, and she sees and sees and sees, and her heart is flustered...... Come out! ”

With a wave of his hand, he lifted the lid of the coffin where the old man was placed.

"Wow!" Without the ink fountain line on the coffin lid, the old man Ren, who had turned into a zombie, together with the black miasma inside, immediately rushed out.

Qing official uniform, with a foul smell in his mouth, and the zombie's signature sharp canine teeth, Ren Lao's appearance immediately aroused He Shan's interest.

Zombies are unconscious, blind, and can only rely on their noses to find breathing creatures. Protecting Wencai who was in the morgue with a coffin lid, He Shan led the zombies to the courtyard outside the morgue.

picked up a wooden stick in the courtyard, and He Shan gave the most upright zombie a stick to the head, venting all the grievances of these days on this stick!

"Scratch!"

The zombie was not expected to be shot in the head, and when He Shan was about to give it a second stick, it was bitten in two by its deadliest canine teeth.

"It's quite bitten." Seeing that the bitten wooden stick was being corroded by the zombie's corpse poison, He Shan immediately threw away the rest and turned to attack with his legs and feet at close range. Ordinary people can't take over his leg and foot kung fu, and after being hit, which one will not go to the hospital to take over the treatment for the first time.

But the defense of zombies can be called steel and iron bones, which is more powerful than the iron cloth shirt of the golden bell cover. He Shan, who had punched it more than a dozen times in a row, had a faint feeling of paralysis and pain coming from his hands!

Although the zombies move one by one, it seems funny, but the speed is faster than normal people. After being beaten by He Shan's fist zombie, he suddenly stopped standing and was beaten, and used the kangaroo's attack method to give He Shan two shoe prints on his chest.

"Careless! Maybe it's because I haven't met a decent opponent for too long, and I'm too lax in my mentality. It seems that without using other abilities, it is impossible to destroy this zombie with fists and feet alone! He Shan retreated to a safe distance and reassessed the difference in strength between the enemy and us.

"Okay, come again."

He Shan's hand was one, and the axe used to chop wood in the yard was taken by him and aimed at the zombie's neck and chopped down.

"Click!" The axe sank into the zombie's neck, and it was chiseled open with the nails on its own hands.

Although zombies have no self-consciousness and only know how to hunt and suck the blood of living creatures, they rely on the invulnerability defense of the body and a pair of indestructible fingernails and canine teeth.

Because he was afraid of the corpse poison on the zombie's teeth and nails, He Shan's many moves were forcibly withdrawn by himself, so that under consumption, his attacks seemed weak.

Human physical strength is limited, but zombies do not, no matter how strong He Shan is, there is no way to take the zombies that can't be killed. Unless other extreme measures are used.

I don't know how many times I knocked down the zombie, He Shan stepped on the zombie's arm with his foot to prevent it from moving, and then turned into a taiko drum master, and his fist frantically greeted the zombie's skull.

But this kind of attack is only draining his strength in vain, because it won't be long before the zombies will break free again, and then repeat the above drama.

"Hold on, I'll go get the weapon!"

The fight with the zombies was too loud, and Uncle Nine, who had not planned to get up again tonight, heard the movement in the yard and immediately rushed out.

"Why don't you sleep until dawn and don't get up."

Damn, just a little bit! He Shan kicked away the zombie that opened his mouth to bite the oncoming one.

Uncle Nine thought that He Shan was complaining, so he quickly poured the chicken blood into the ink fountain with his hands and feet, and explained: "Old Man Ren's coffin has just been unearthed today, and my estimate is that it will not really wake up until tomorrow night at the earliest."

Also, where did my apprentice Wen Cai go, didn't he let him scream whenever something happened? ”

"Still sleeping in the morgue."

“…… You're holding on! ”

I had long seen that He Shan was not simple Uncle Jiu, but he didn't expect him to be so skilled, so he threw away his peachwood sword.

The peach is the essence of the five trees, also known as the fairy wood, so it has the effect of warding off evil spirits.

Legend has it that Kuafu chased the sun, and before he died, he threw out the sacred tree and turned it into a peach forest. The earliest Spring Festival couplets in our country are made of peach wood boards, also known as peach charms, for thousands of years, peach wood has the saying of relieving disasters and avoiding evil, so it is called Shenmu.

As soon as the wooden sword was in his hand, He Shan felt a faint vitality in his hand. He didn't use this peachwood sword very easily, so he played a sword flower, then grabbed the handle with his backhand and threw it at the zombie's mouth!

"Ah~!" The moment the peachwood sword entered its mouth, the zombie's whole body seemed to be electrocuted, and its whole body began to tremble, and white smoke came out of its mouth.

"Next!" Uncle Jiu, who completed the props, grabbed the thread and gave the ink bucket to He Shan.

"Wrap him up so you can suppress its movements!"

He Shan, who originally wanted to solve it alone, can only do it obediently now, and work together to help Uncle Nine tie up the zombies into zongzi.

Waiting for the zombies to stop moving, the cautious Uncle Nine did not forget to paste charms and glutinous rice on his forehead and body.

"I'm helping to move Old Man Ren back to the coffin." Uncle Nine said, holding the zombie's head.

Still moving back? He said happily: "It's better to be cremated on the spot, don't delay it until tomorrow." ”

"I want to too! But Old Man Ren still has descendants alive, and if he wants to be cremated, he must first get their consent. "Uncle Nine has his own concerns.

After all, the descendants of the old man Ren have a big family and a big business, and they are powerful. It's not something he can offend as a stinky Taoist priest.

"I bought all the gifts I asked me to give you in their store, and I haven't paid for them yet.

I burned, they didn't dare to put what! He Shan lit a torch and wanted to do it.

Uncle Nine has long wanted to cremate Old Man Ren, and now that someone is willing to carry the black cauldron on his back, of course he is willing, "It's better to wait until dawn before cremation, now cremation, the effect is not great, and it is easy to break free." ”

One filial piety to block three disasters, one kindness to resist three difficulties, one good deed a day can withstand three disasters and six difficulties! This is He Shan's admonition to Uncle Nine before leaving.