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At this time, Zhuang Zhoumeng and Uncle Nine were talking about some Taoist scriptures in Yizhuang, and suddenly, bursts of shouts came from outside, which should be the voices of Uncle Jiu's two apprentices.

"What's the noise," Uncle Nine knew more about his two apprentices than Zhuang Zhoumeng, so when the first voice came, Uncle Nine had already stood up.

"Ouch, don't push", "Don't squeeze, you stepped on me" It can be seen that two young people ran over and scrambled around, and then squeezed in front of the door.

Zhuang Zhoumeng was speechless at one point, in fact, as long as they staggered their bodies a little, they would easily come in, but they were weird and not staggered, so they were so funny that they were crowded with each other, and they looked like they were going to earn to the point of rotting the sea.

"Come in yet, how long are you two going to squeeze in?" Uncle Nine yelled at the two of them, and they were really a typical representative of not being yelled at.

When they saw that Uncle Nine was furious, they immediately fell silent, and lined up one by one and walked to the house, "What's the matter?" "Don't look at Uncle Nine who has been yelling at his two, and even sometimes beating and scolding, but in fact, it is Uncle Nine who is really good to the two of them.

"Uncle Nine, look." After that, Wen took out a long incense, no, there were two short incense sticks left under the incense.

"Alas, I didn't expect the last thing I wanted to happen happened, a person's life, the most taboo three long and two short, the first life of the ghost, the most taboo two short and one long," Uncle Jiu took the incense given by Wencai and glanced at it, "Wencai, Qiusheng, take paper, pen, ink, knife, sword." Uncle Nine put down the incense sticks of different lengths and said.

"What?" Wen Cai Qiusheng asked at the same time.

"Yellow paper, red pen, black ink, real knife, wooden sword" Zhuang Zhou dreamed of this more classic sentence, and then said it involuntarily.

"That's right," Uncle Nine said to his two apprentices with an angry look. "Oh, I haven't learned the art of ghost hunting, but I still know a little bit about it." Zhuang Zhoumeng answered for them on the side.

"Goo, goo, goo," a chicken was mentioned, "I'm going to kill the chicken again!" Wen Cai asked an inconspicuous question, so he was naturally glared at by Uncle Jiu.

I saw that Uncle Nine used chicken blood as ink, and then after a series of dazzling actions, he made some black ink that could restrain ghosts, Zhuang Zhoumeng looked at this thing and was very curious, you must know that whether it is a ghost or a zombie, they are all another species, and even they have inhuman strength.

In the movie, they are strangely restrained by things like black dog blood, chicken blood, glutinous rice, etc., as for the peach wood sword, forget it, the peach wood sword is made of peach trees, and the peach tree belongs to the yin wood, which does have a certain suppressive effect on ghosts.

And now after Uncle Jiu's actions, Zhuang Zhoumeng found that those chicken blood, which were originally mortal, actually had a faint feeling of being masculine and rigid.

"System, why is that?"

"This is the power of this heaven and earth, and this heaven and earth have blessed and "blessed" that chicken blood due to unknown wishes, so it has incomparable restraint on ghosts and filth and other things."

It turned out to be the reason for this world, but this world is too "close to the people", so I casually brought support. Zhuang Zhoumeng said in his mind.

"Okay, Wencai, Qiusheng, go and flick these onto the coffin." Uncle Nine said to the two funny apprentices.

"By the way, and the bottom of the coffin." Zhuang Zhoumeng reminded.

"Got it," Qiusheng glanced at Zhuang Zhoumeng, knowing that he was the master's guest, and he didn't dare to be too indulgent.

It's getting dark, Wencai Qiusheng has already left in a fight, as for Qiusheng will meet a female ghost this time, Zhuang Zhoumeng didn't care, anyway, that female ghost didn't have a harmful heart for Qiusheng.

Just in case, Zhuang Zhoumeng personally came to the old lady's coffin to take a look, but in fact, all of them had been bounced, including the bottom of the coffin, since it was all like this, Zhuang Zhoumeng was relieved to go back to the room where Uncle Jiu let Zhuang Zhoumeng live for him.

Back in the room, Zhuang Zhoumeng crossed his legs on the bamboo bed, stretched out his hand in the void, and a golden ball of Hun Yuan appeared in Zhuang Zhoumeng's hand, and when the ball appeared in Zhuang Zhoumeng's hand, Zhuang Zhoumeng's face actually showed a sense of hesitation.

"Dream God Record, a dream becomes a god, a dream becomes a god, but since I am a god, the lord of the realm, and the creator of dreams, how can I always be alone!

God is vast and guarding, and I must be traveling through all worlds, and I will even have to be centered on the central dream realm in the future, so ......"

Zhuang Zhoumeng stared at the golden ball for a long time, and sighed, "When the interruption continues, it is chaotic, a little divine power, and if I do this, the cause and effect of the world and me will be reduced again, and there will be immeasurable benefits in the future." ”

Zhuang Zhoumeng said, as soon as his palm flipped, the golden ball was already gone, closed his eyes, and began to meditate, anyway, the zombies would not run out tonight.

Knock, knock, knock,

A burst of noise sounded, although it was very slight, but it still made Zhuang Zhoumeng wake up, Zhuang Zhoumeng woke up and found that the sky was not yet bright, remembering that this should be the movement of zombies wanting to break the coffin, but he also knew that he should not be able to break it today, so he continued to close his eyes.

Boom, boom, boom.

Before dawn, the rooster crows began to sound one after another.

Zhuang Zhoumeng stopped pranayama, opened his eyes, walked out of the house, and swept his senses, but he didn't expect to find out where Uncle Nine was.

"Could it be that Uncle Nine went to see the tomb, yes, I'm afraid that the noise yesterday also alarmed him, but he shouldn't have found anything, so what Uncle Nine wants most now is to quickly put Old Lady Ren into the ground to prevent corpse changes."

At this step, Zhuang Zhoumeng has actually opened the grain, and there is no need to eat grains and grains at all, so Zhuang Zhoumeng did not go to eat.

Walking on the street, Zhuang Zhoumeng looked at the street where there was a lot of traffic, and it could be regarded as a fun viewing, clay figures, sugar gourds, brocade bags, hand-woven shoes, gouache, rouge shops, tea houses, cafes, it was simply everything.

"Eh, Mr. Zhuang," a voice sounded behind Zhuang Zhoumeng.

"Oh, it's Qiusheng," Zhuang Zhoumeng heard someone call him, looked back, and saw a young man riding a bicycle, it turned out to be Qiusheng.