Chapter Seventy-Five: Protecting Ren Tingting

Qiusheng and Wencai looked puzzled, "Ah Yu, what are you doing?"

Zhang Yu shook his head and didn't explain, "It's okay, let's go back and tell the master the results of the burning." ”

Now Qiusheng has not been entangled by the female ghost, and the female ghost has no intention of harming others, so she is not in a hurry to clean it up for the time being, as long as Qiusheng is not hanging.

The three of them ran all the way back to Yizhuang, and Wen Cai was the first to shout, "The master is not good, it is not good!"

Uncle Nine frowned slightly, "What's wrong, I'm fine." Is there a result?!"

Wencai handed the incense to Uncle Jiu, who took the three incense, his heart sank, and he said in a deep voice, "It's actually two short and one long, alas...... People are afraid of three long and two short, incense is afraid of two short and one long, this incense comes out of the family, there must be someone mourning......"

Wen Cai spoke first, "Master, are you saying that there will be dead people? It won't be Master Ren's house, right?"

Uncle Nine had a black line, "Isn't it the Ren family, is it still our Yizhuang?" I told you to study hard, but you always don't listen, let me say something!?"

Wen Cai suddenly exclaimed, "Master, do you mean that something will happen to Tingting?

Zhang Yu held down the restless Wencai, and said helplessly, "Brother Cai, calm down, don't be so surprised?"

Uncle Nine shook his head and sighed, Wencai was too dull, and turned his head and shouted to everyone, "Prepare paper, pen, ink, and swords, and seal the coffin immediately for the teacher." ”

Wen Cai scratched his head, "Master, what is a pen and ink sword? Also, why did you seal that coffin? Could it be that there is something wrong with that coffin?"

Uncle Nine covered his face, "There is no problem with the coffin, there is a problem with the people inside the coffin! To be exact, there is a problem with the zombies inside!"

Wen Cai nodded in realization, "So that's the case...... Master, can't we burn this zombie?"

Zhang Yu took over, "Master, the pen and ink swords are yellow paper, and the brushes, ink, kitchen knives, and wooden swords are right?"

Uncle Nine nodded slightly, fortunately there was an eye-catcher, "Go and prepare!"

The three of them answered and went to prepare their things, and now it was almost dark, so they had to be ready before dark.

It took a little time, and the things were finally ready, only to see Uncle Jiu's right index finger stretched out into the bowl full of glutinous rice, and with a little finger, a piece of glutinous rice was just stuck to the tip of the index finger.

Then the fingertips quickly passed through the flame on the candle, and the glutinous rice instantly burned.

Uncle Jiu kept moving, threw the burning glutinous rice into the bowl containing chicken blood, poured the ink in at the same time, and then covered the gossip mirror, and took the bowl and the mirror vertically into the air.

Upside down in the air, the bowl was quickly pulled down, and the black ink quickly flowed into the ink fountain below.

Uncle Nine breathed a sigh of relief and instructed everyone, "Flick these ink fountains onto the coffin, and remember not to miss them." ”

After Uncle Nine finished speaking, he turned around and left, and went back to his room to think about how to solve the matter of this zombie, after all, it is still difficult to deal with this kind of zombie without fire.

Zhang Yu, Wencai and Qiusheng worked together to flick the ink fountain onto the coffin, especially the bottom of the coffin, Zhang Yu remembered that it would be broken, and he played a lot of ink fountains.

The three of them worked together and quickly flicked the entire coffin onto the ink fountain, and then Qiusheng and Wencai laughed and ran away to play an unknown game.

Zhang Yu tied the ink bucket rope around the entire coffin and tied it in the middle position, just in case.

"This should be okay, right?" Zhang Yu touched his chin and thought for a while, feeling that it should be very comprehensive, with a satisfied smile on his face, he turned around and went back to the room to continue his cultivation.

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In the middle of the night, Zhang Yu suddenly opened his eyes, and there was a deafening loud noise in his ears, and he secretly exclaimed in his heart, oh no!

Zhang Yu hurriedly put on his shoes and rushed out, and after rushing to the morgue, he found that Wen Cai was sleeping soundly, and the coffin next to him had broken a big hole, and the ink rope that bound the coffin fell aside.

"You can run here...... It's not good!

Zhang Yu's brows furrowed slightly, his eyes suddenly widened, thinking that the zombie might go to Ren's house, he hurriedly ran back to his room to get the peachwood sword, and hurriedly rushed to Ren's house, if he didn't bring the guy, he might be in trouble.

After Zhang Yu went out for a while, Uncle Nine and the others were still asleep in their respective rooms, as if Zhang Yu was the only one who heard this loud noise, which shows that everyone is so tired today that they can't even hear this kind of noise.

rushed all the way to Ren's house, Zhang Yu found that the iron two-person high gate of the Ren family had actually collapsed, and he couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart, is it too late?

Stepping through the gate, Zhang Yu rushed in without stopping, shouting, "Tingting, Tingting!!"

"Ah~ Help!!"

A sharp female voice trembled with fear in the air, and it was obvious that Ren Tingting had not been killed.

Zhang Yu's face was happy, and he hurriedly rushed to the second floor, violently pushed open the door, and saw Ren Tingting hiding in the corner on the side, and a zombie wearing a Qing Dynasty official uniform was stretching out his hands and jumping towards Ren Tingting's side, and a stream of white smoke erupted from the zombie's mouth, which seemed to be the old lady Ren.

"Ah Yu, save me!" Ren Tingting saw Zhang Yu appear with a look of surprise on her face, shouted at Zhang Yu, and hurriedly ran to Zhang Yu's side.

Zhang Yu breathed a sigh of relief, "Tingting, come here, this zombie will be handed over to me!"

Waiting for Ren Tingting to run behind him, Zhang Yu showed a solemn expression, staring at the zombie in front of him who may have evolved, Zhang Yu secretly complained in his heart, zombies will increase a level after sucking the blood of their loved ones, which is a characteristic only zombies after six generations.

There was still a trace of residual blood on the corner of the old lady Ren in front of him, obviously he had just sucked blood, and Ren Tingting was intact, which means that Master Ren should have been killed!

"Tingting, you go downstairs to hide first, I'll deal with him!" Zhang Yu stared at the old lady Ren without blinking, and whispered a word to Ren Tingting beside him, he didn't even have time to seriously experience the charming elasticity caused by Ren Tingting holding her arm, she just wanted to deal with the zombie in front of her.

It can be seen that Zhang Yu is not sure.

Indeed, Zhang Yu has studied Taoism for half a year, and has only caught evil ghosts and ghosts with Uncle Nine, but the zombies have never been dealt with, otherwise Uncle Nine in the original book would not be helpless against zombies, and in the end, he still solved it with the four-eyed Taoist.

Zhang Yu took out a Yang Fire Talisman from his arms and pasted it on the peachwood sword, and burst into a shout, "Burn!"

The yang fire talisman ignited instantly, Zhang Yu held the peachwood sword in his right hand, stepped on the gossip step, and rushed towards the old lady Ren, and sprinted in front of the old lady Ren in just a few steps, and the peachwood sword stabbed straight into the chest of the old lady Ren, making a sound of fine iron striking "bell".

"It's useless......"

The corners of Zhang Yu's mouth twitched, although he had expected it, but he was still a little disappointed, since the peach wood sword had no effect, it would be a little difficult to deal with this zombie.