"How so?" Wen Cai was a little worried, he didn't want to become a zombie. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"A little later, the corpse poison walks all over the body, and you don't feel it when it cuts you into pieces." Uncle Nine tied the medicine patch to his wound and said.

Wen Cai was shocked and asked what to do, and got the answer: move, move your hands and feet, and move your whole body, just like that, it will not be so easy to become a zombie and delay the spread of corpse poison.

In the process of Uncle Nine talking about turning into a zombie step by step, Wen Cai was so frightened that he hurriedly moved, jumped up and moved, he didn't want to become a zombie.

"Xiao Jin, take some glutinous rice and sprinkle it on the bed." Uncle Nine said to Ren Tingting again, "Tingting, please cook some glutinous rice porridge for Wencai to eat, don't let the fireworks enter the glutinous rice, otherwise it will be useless to eat." ”

Yi Xiaojin went to get the glutinous rice out, and there was not much glutinous rice left in the jar, "Master, there is not much glutinous rice left." ”

Ren Tingting paused to the side, she couldn't cook it without glutinous rice.

"I'll buy glutinous rice and cook it later." Uncle Nine said, and Chao Wencai said, "Take off your shoes and jump on the bed." ”

Wen Cai's mouth is owed, and he always puts a few words, "I've heard of calling the bed, what does it mean to jump out of bed?" ”

"The corpse poison is scorched, and it is very easy to occur."

Wen Cai immediately went to bed and jumped.

As soon as he went up for a while, he shouted in pain, and gave Uncle Nine a sentence back, "If you don't like it, sweep it aside." ”

"Like, like!" The literary ninja jumped in pain.

Uncle Nine called Qiusheng and asked him to buy glutinous rice. Qiusheng laughed and teased Wen Cai not to buy it, and Wen Cai was so frightened that he rushed over to make trouble with him, Uncle Nine took out the bamboo stick on the side and threw it over, causing the two of them to hurry up and go their separate ways.

Yi Xiaojin saw that it was okay, so he sat directly in the hall and cultivated, and didn't care about other things.

In this way, a day and a night passed, and the next day, the security captain Ah Wei took people to see the situation.

"Everyone cares about whether Wencai will become a zombie, so I came over and took a look." Ah Wei said bluntly.

The implication is that if it changes, it will be killed immediately.

"Look at it as you like." Uncle Jiu was also resting on a chair in the hall, stood up and said something, and when he turned around and saw that Wen Cai was gone on the bed, he shouted angrily, "Wen Cai!! ”

"It's coming..."Wen Cai walked out with an orchid finger in a costume, and imitated the horn of the actor in the troupe, Yi Xiaojin saw it, he didn't squirt out a sip of tea, he really knew how to play.

After showing it, Wen Cai sang in a tone, "Look... Let's see if I can become a zombie. ”

This really made Ah Wei stunned.

Uncle Nine stared at him, and after a while, Wen Cai was so frightened that he went back to bed and bounced around, continuing his great career as a king of dance.

Outside, Qiusheng rushed back with a bag of rice, "I'm back." ”

This early in the morning, yawning, Qiusheng put the rice aside.

"Where did you go last night?" Uncle Nine asked, "Why did you only come back now?" ”

"No, I went to a neighboring village." Qiusheng yawned and replied, and when he pulled the collar, there were two kiss marks on his neck.

It's either going to find chickens or being fascinated by ghosts.

"What did you do last night?" Uncle Nine examined.

Qiusheng yawned again and explained, saying that there was a sudden thunder and lightning on the way back, and there was a violent storm, and he was afraid that the glutinous rice would be wet, so he hid in the house to avoid the rain.

Ah Wei wondered, "I have been patrolling the streets last night, where has it rained?" ”

Wen Cai also echoed a sentence, expressing his sense of existence, and also took the opportunity to take a break.

Uncle Nine knocked him with a bamboo pole to let him continue to beat, and then asked Qiusheng, "Who are you hiding in the house with?" ”

Qiusheng went straight to his recliner and prepared for the rhythm of rest.

Ah Wei was puzzled, "Uncle Nine, what happened again?" Is Wencai not saved? ”

"No, what are you looking for me?" Uncle Nine asked him.

Ah Wei said that as a security captain, he also wanted to follow him to catch zombies.

Then Uncle Nine said that now that the zombies are injured, it is a time, and also pointed out where the zombies might stay. When Ah Wei heard this, he wanted to pull him to catch zombies.

But now that Uncle Nine sees Qiusheng's appearance, how can he have the heart to catch zombies, three apprentices, the newly recruited apprentices are cultivating very quickly, but now they are just getting started, and many Taoist techniques can't be used, so it's not bad to be able to help. But Qiusheng, he must have been fascinated by ghosts, what about Wencai, this is a corpse poison, and it all needs to be worked on.

Uncle Nine said a few more threatening words, zombies are more powerful after dark than during the day, Wen Cai also provoked him, and Ah Wei took someone out to find zombies.

Qiusheng on the recliner fell asleep after a while, and Uncle Nine went to see it and shook his head.

"Master, what's going on?" Yi Xiaojin asked out loud.

"I met a female ghost, but it's okay, it's fine, it's much better than Wencai." Uncle Jiu said, he went back to the room and took a red pen and drew a bunch of talismans on Qiusheng's body, and then stopped.

Qiusheng slept until the evening, and when he woke up, he looked at the sky, hurriedly said a few words to Uncle Jiu, and ran out.

"Xiao Jin, look at Wencai, don't have an accident." As soon as Uncle Nine saw Qiusheng leaving, he immediately took his robe and peachwood sword and followed out.

"What's wrong?" Ren Tingting asked Yi Xiaojin strangely.

"Catch the female ghost, the sticky rice in the glutinous rice is not easy to divide, right?" Yi Xiaojin said with a smile.

"It's okay, just a little too much." Ren Tingting said softly.

"Take your time, Wencai doesn't want much glutinous rice, I'll help you divide the rice." After a day of cultivation, I found something to do when I had nothing to do.

"Hmm."

When Uncle Nine came back, he was disgraced, and there were still scars on his face, but Yi Xiaojin was embarrassed to ask, this must have been beaten by Qiusheng, didn't he reveal the scars when he asked.

The next day, as soon as Qiusheng came, Uncle Nine reprimanded the two of them well.

Poor Qiusheng this child, still reminiscing about the taste of the female ghost, I can't stop it.

"When the female ghost comes at night, take it in!" Uncle Nine was ruthless and must accept the female ghost.

At night, Uncle Nine tied Qiusheng to a chair, closed the door and sat outside, and the yard was also covered with charms and other things he had arranged.

Yi Xiaojin, in the house, looked at the two of them. Now Wencai's situation is indeed getting better and better, and the scars on his body are still there, but at least he knows that it hurts, so it is basically impossible for Wencai's corpse to exist now.

I don't know how long I waited, Yi Xiaojin's ears were annoyed with Qiusheng, and finally the voice of the female ghost came from outside, "Qiusheng..."

Then there were all kinds of fighting sounds, and Uncle Nine was still old and strong, and the female ghost was dodging everywhere.

"Xiao Jin, help, untie me." Qiusheng Road.

"What's the matter, that female ghost is not a good thing, why do you want to touch that thing. I'm afraid of that kind of thing, you still have the courage, I really admire you. I think you better don't go to work, wait for the master to accept the female ghost, you just have to die, how good the cultivation is, why bother so much, even if you want to be a woman, Yihongyuan is not a lot of chickens. Yi Xiaojin knocked on the melon seeds and said.

Qiusheng glared at him with a dark face, the female ghosts outside screamed constantly, and Yi Xiaojin didn't bother to care about those things, and waited for Uncle Nine to destroy the ghosts.

However, the female ghost seemed to know that she could only talk about hope for Qiusheng now, so she desperately broke through the window and flew to Qiusheng.

Yi Xiaojin spit out the melon seed skin in his mouth, popped out a drop of chicken blood on the female ghost, and screamed again.

Uncle Nine kicked open the door and rushed in, pounced directly on the female ghost.

"Master, don't!" Qiusheng struggled to get up, trying to stop Uncle Nine from killing the female ghost.

"Why bother, don't hold on, what are you pestering Qiusheng for, people and ghosts have different paths, pestering him like this will only hurt him." Yi Xiaojin said to the female ghost on the side.

The space in the room was small, and the female ghost covered Uncle Jiu with a robe after a while.

"Master, if you do this, she will never be reborn." Qiusheng had a stool rope tied to his body, and twisted to the side of Uncle Nine to beg.

"People and ghosts have different paths, if I let her go, will she let you go? Look what you've become! Uncle Nine reprimanded with a wicked face.

"At least she didn't kill me." Qiusheng Road.

"Okay, you decide." Uncle Nine let go rarely, Yi Xiaojin stepped forward to untie Qiusheng's rope, and Uncle Nine stuffed the peach wood sword in his hand into his hand and let him decide for himself.

Qiusheng took the sword and slowly lifted the robe from the female ghost, and the female ghost looked at Qiusheng with teary eyes, and finally flew away.

"Don't be obsessed with female ghosts, this is a damn thing, okay, people are gone, don't worry so much." Yi Xiaojin patted Qiusheng's shoulder and said.

Uncle Nine gave an order to pack up the things in the house, and the two of them were busy packing up their things again.

Just now, there was a mess in the yard, and it was the same in the house, but fortunately, I told Ren Tingting not to run out, otherwise, I would be shocked.