"I said that the whole thing is always a little strange, it turns out that this is the problem"

Looking at the old lady Ren who was motionless with a yellow talisman on his forehead, Li Yang thought of another person.

REN Fa,

Master Ren!

Li Yang clearly remembered that in the fire of the Ren family's ancestral house before, Master Ren personally said that the zombie was dead, and afterwards he personally brought back a charred and blurred zombie from the yamen.

If that was Old Lady Ren, who was this unscathed person in front of him?

Zombies can't do it?

Obviously, Master Ren lied, because at that time he had been possessed by the spirit of Mr. Feng Shui.

Li Yang thought that Master Ren had no fear of himself since then, but became very enthusiastic, but he always avoided himself as much as possible in life, and claimed that he was sick and completely avoided others, so it seems that he ......

Didn't run away, it was definitely him.

Li Yang turned his head and was about to rush towards Ren's house, but immediately stopped again, and his eyes returned to the zombie in front of him again.

There is no doubt that this is a nuisance, but,

It's also an opportunity.

"Made, it's disgusting, it's disgusting, these days, how can there be a lunch for nothing"

Li Yang gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, grabbed the zombie's head, and took the initiative to kiss it with a loveless expression.

With his lips facing each other, Li Yang forcibly pinched the zombie's mouth with both hands, sucked it hard, and a fishy and choking stench came from the zombie's mouth.

is different from Li Yang, you must know that this zombie is an authentic dead person, and the smell of corpses on his body alone is a big challenge to his sense of smell, not to mention the mouth-to-mouth inhalation, and the rotten and dirty smell all rushed into Li Yang's mouth and nose.

His brows furrowed high, Li Yang endured it, still inhaling hard.

A cold, evil gas slowly rose from the zombie's throat, followed Li Yang's absorption, and flowed from the zombie's mouth into Li Yang's mouth.

this

It's zombie gas!

Mr. Feng Shui tried hard to suck out Li Yang's unwarranted zombie qi and transfer it to the zombie body he prepared, but he failed, but it also reminded Li Yang.

What you can do, why can't I?

So, Li Yang, in turn, absorbed the zombie qi of Old Lady Ren.

In an instant, Li Yang's body reacted, not his lower body......

The same cold and evil aura came out, but it was far more violent than before, and Li Yang's body was also stimulated at the same time, and it automatically turned into a zombie state.

He tried his best to suppress, absorb, and digest this zombie qi, bursts of bloodthirsty red light flashed in Li Yang's eyes, the violent taste on his body became weaker and weaker, but his own cold and evil qi was rapidly increasing.

It's simply a great tonic.

"Cool!" Li Yang's eyes were red, and he finally completely digested this zombie qi, turned around and changed back to his normal appearance, and rushed towards Ren's house.

And the old lady Ren who fell because of the loss of zombie energy, and the corpse of Mr. Feng Shui

But again, he stood up strangely......

……

Ren family.

When Li Yang killed Mr. Feng Shui's flesh in the grove, Master Ren, who had been recuperating in bed, suddenly woke up from the bed, turned over and spewed out a mouthful of old blood.

"I was careless, I didn't expect the seamless plan to fall short, Li Yang! Li yang! Li yang! Your body is mine, and I won't let you go! ”

"Poof"

In a hurry, Master Ren spurted out a mouthful of old blood again, and his breathing became short.

Feeling the injury in his body, Master Ren didn't have time to transfer his position, so he directly began to heal on the spot.

This time he was not lightly injured, the previous three curses were backlashed, because there were two shells and bodies to bear together, so he resisted, but the injury was not light, after all, Master Ren's body was old and too fragile.

Originally, he thought that possessing Master Ren would be convenient for him, and things did go smoothly according to his expectations, but who would have thought that he would be cursed three times, and then he was killed by Li Yang Part of his consciousness, resulting in more injuries than injuries, and if he doesn't treat it, he is afraid that he will damage the Tao.

There is no room for delay.

As for Li Yang?

Come on, come on, whose hand the deer will die, it is still unknown!

After breathing for a while and temporarily stabilizing the injury, Mr. Feng Shui got out of bed, lay on the floor and pulled under the bed, and took out a clay pot with a large face.

Because the clay pot shook and woke up the contents inside, bursts of chaotic insect chirping came from inside, making Mr. Feng Shui's face show a look of hatred and love.

As a last resort, he is unwilling to use this trick, every time he uses this trick, he will be tortured, he has just possessed Master Ren, and he can't transfer it in a short time.

In the face of Li Yang, who was about to be killed, he could only use this trick.

He didn't doubt that Li Yang would be able to find himself, after all, his zombie had been exposed, and it would be strange if Li Yang couldn't think of himself, although he had recently observed Li Yang and felt that Li Yang was indeed a little stupid, but it shouldn't be so stupid.

"Huh? My corpse control charm is still there? Mr. Feng Shui actually sensed that the corpse control charm he had attached to the zombie still reacted.

"It's strange, that kid didn't destroy my zombie? Is it because he was in a hurry to take revenge, afraid that I would run away, and didn't care about destroying the zombies, so he rushed to kill them? ”

"Haha, no matter what the reason, you only have to regret it"

Mr. Feng Shui immediately communicated with the corpse control charm from a distance and ordered the zombies to come.

He waited quietly in the house, blowing an inexplicable whistle from time to time, calming the murderous creatures in the clay pot.

But the first thing he was waiting for was not a zombie, nor Li Yang, but,

A fire!

At this moment, Li Yang was standing outside Ren's house.

Mr. Feng Shui thought that in the face of his enemy, Li Yang would definitely rush in with a roar, and then start a tragic fight.

But in fact, Li Yang was very quiet, and quietly threw the torch prepared in his hand into the Ren family's ancestral house.

The courtyard of the Ren family's ancestral house is full of lychee tree firewood, which was prepared by Qiusheng and Wencai ten days ago, and it turned out that it was intended to burn the zombie that the old lady Ren turned into (in fact, it is Li Yang, otherwise, you can remember this thing so clearly?). Later, it was not burned, so it was temporarily placed in the Ren family's ancestral home, and later a fire also made the Ren family move to this ancestral house.

Now, Li Yang wants to give him another fire.

The torches fell into the courtyard, and the firewood piled up in the middle of the lychee trees was lit up by dry firewood that had been exposed to the scorching sun for ten days, and this was the ancestral house, and there was more wood in the building, and this fire together became a ready-made firewood pile.

"Huhuhuhu"

The fire was raging, and the heat wave was rolling in his face, but this time Li Yang began to wait quietly outside, waiting for Mr. Feng Shui to escape from the fire.

Of course, it's best to burn it to death.

In the deepest part of the ancestral house, the room of the owner's house will be in the innermost part of the house, and it can't be built on the courtyard wall at the door, so wouldn't it be a gatekeeper?

It is precisely because of this that Mr. Feng Shui, who hid in the room to appease the murderous objects in the clay pot and waited for the rabbit, failed to discover the fire in time, and the fire was about to spread to the entire ancestral house, and it burned to his window before waking up.

"Despicable!" Mr. Feng Shui scolded, he was ready for a fight in the open, even the most reluctant tricks were ready, but what he was waiting for was a fire.

It's despicable!

Mr. Feng Shui scolded as he pulled out an iron box from under the bed, picked up the slightly heavy clay pot, and hurriedly fled for his life.

He is a cultivator, but he is only a mortal, and if he is burned, he will die.

The beams, windows, door panels, and wooden buildings collapsed in the fire, and the entire ancestral house was completely engulfed in flames.