The strength of the bronze armored corpse is comparable to that of the Daomen Dharma Realm Grandmaster, and the wind thinks that his strength is low, and he can't suppress the bronze armored corpse, so he lets it go without paying attention, which is definitely a disaster.

Shi Jian knew that he was embarrassed, and said with a smile: "The bronze armor corpse has been subdued by me, and it is suppressed with Taoism, and it still needs some things to completely take it back to its own use." In the Demon Suppression Hall, I'm worried that the four little ghosts will make trouble, so it's better to put it in Yizhuang. I will do the formation, as long as no one destroys the formation, the bronze armored corpse will not be able to get out. Seven days later, I came to take the bronze corpse. ”

Feng breathed a sigh of relief, nodded in response, and said secretly: Senior Brother Su Wen likes to refine corpses and collect zombies, and sure enough, plus the bronze armored corpse clone last year, there are already two bronze armored corpses under his hands.

Acting in a full set, Shi Jian said: "Senior Brother Feng, you find a mortuary." I'll bring the bronze corpse and I'll go back as soon as I go. ”

"Okay, big brother!"

As soon as Feng carried a morgue board from the backyard to the lobby, he saw Shi Jian grasping a blue-skinned zombie with a red rope wrapped around his body and a talisman on his forehead. He is also a person who has seen the world and chased and killed the thousand-year-old zombie king, so he is too familiar with this momentum.

Under Shi Jian's command, the mortuary board was placed, and Feng hurriedly stepped aside, concentrating on Shi Jian's opening of the altar.

Shi Jian shook the soul bell and performed the stiff lying skill in the corpse expulsion technique, allowing Hong Kun to lie flat on the morgue, and the soles of his feet lightly touched the ground, and a beautiful backflip suddenly jumped from the front of the altar table to the back of the altar table.

Pick up three sticks of incense, flip your wrist, the incense will be lit automatically, bow to the lobby and outside the door, and insert it into the incense burner. Then he grabbed a handful of paper money and spilled it in the air, the peachwood sword stood on his chest, and there were words in his mouth.

After praying to the ghosts, Shi Jian grabbed a handful of glutinous rice from the bowl and sprinkled it towards the candle flame, and there was a burst of firelight, and the candle flame seemed to add fuel to the fire, and it suddenly soared.

Shi Jian jumped up, flew out of the fire like a dragonfly and fell to Hong Kun's side, the peach wood sword drew runes on his face, and he was drunk and walked up and down, with words in his mouth.

The wind suddenly rose, and the candle flame swayed horizontally, and it looked like it was about to be extinguished. At this moment, the sound of the incantation stopped, the candle flame instantly bounced straight, Shi Jian used the peachwood sword to cut the palm of his hand, dripped blood into Hong Kun's mouth, and took out a straw man, cast a spell, and the straw man's head pressed on the door of Hong Kun's head, and the contact between the two made bursts of black smoke.

Feng looked inexplicable, "Senior brother, who are you?" ”

"Be an insurance person, even if Hong Kun gets out of control in the future, I will have a way to clean him up." Shi Jian replied casually.

Sooner or later, Hong Kun will fall into the hands of He Laowei, time is limited, Shi Jian can't refine him like refining the four corpse concubines, only preliminary refining, and he can drive He Laowei to backstab.

Ordering Hong Kun to return to his original position, Shi Jian picked up Changsan like a little chicken, threw it on the morgue board casually, and said while doing it: "For the sake of his safety, I will let him fake his death for a few days." Early tomorrow morning, if you let out the wind, you will say that Changsan was drunk and mistakenly released the stealth zombie Hong Kun, and was bitten to death by the zombie, so that those who asked Changsan to drive the corpse went to Yizhuang to collect the corpse by themselves. ”

"Where's Hong Kun?"

"It's the same, but it's changed to let the family come to see him for the last time, whether the relatives arrive or not, I will burn the body in two days."

Feng couldn't guess Shi Jian's thoughts, and knew that it should be related to the 'big event' he said the day before yesterday, so he didn't delve into it, and asked, "Is it too late for two days?" Would you like to talk about it for a few more days? ”

Shi Jian glanced at him and said with a smile: "With my character, the zombies will be burned on the spot, there are too many in a day, it's too late, Senior Brother Feng can rest assured." ”

After dealing with Changsan and Hong Kun, the next thing is the main thing, how to disguise the bronze armored corpse clone into a delicious and tempting bait. This is more troublesome, and although I have already had a draft, it still took me half an hour to get it done.

Before leaving, Shi Jian lifted some of the restrictions on the bronze armored corpse and let him roar to scare everyone. Ma Xiangping's people were scared of being killed by zombies last year, and when they heard the roar, they were panicked, and not long after Shi Jian got into Bai Rourou's bed, he heard the sound of villagers knocking on the door, and then pretended to go out and sneak around, and came back to tell everyone that the zombies in Yizhuang had been subdued, and a dead Mr. Corpse Chaser.

The matter of dead friends has never been taken very seriously, not to mention that Mr. Chase the corpse is not related to him, at most a few words of emotion will be over. disturbed everyone's rest, Shi Jian couldn't help it, but in this way, this scene became more and more real.

Early the next morning, Feng hung a sign at the entrance of Yizhuang, clearly writing what happened last night, and someone answered it 'truthfully' when asked. Ma Xiangping is very close to Fenghai County, and businessmen come and go, and the story of Ma Xiangping's zombies soon spread throughout the county.

An Ping was flipping through the store ledger at home, and when he heard the news that Shi Jian was going to cremate Hong Kun in two days, he couldn't sit still and hurried to He Laowei's room.

"It's strange and weird, according to my calculations, Hong Kun shouldn't be like this." He Laowei looked puzzled, pinched his fingers, and couldn't help but let out a soft sigh.

An Ping asked, "Master Zu, what have you calculated?" ”

"Nothing."

An Ping was speechless, he didn't count anything, what are you talking about. He Lao Wei seemed to guess An Ping's thoughts, and smiled gently: "It's normal that you haven't counted anything." I remember I told you that Ma Xiangping's Shi Jian is very special, I can't count him, and it's hard to even count the close people around him. The future of Mr. Corpse is not calculated, which means that he is really dead! ”

"Master Zu, what should I do now? Two days later, Shi Jian was about to burn Hong Kun. An Ping asked.

He Lao Wei frowned and thought for a while, picked up a painting from the table, handed it to An Ping, and said: "The time is a little earlier than I calculated, but it doesn't matter, the spirit house has been built, and the spirit soldiers are all ready, only the east wind is owed." Anping, you take this painting to Yizhuang and bring Hong Kun back. ”

After a pause, He Lao Wei smiled and said, "I almost forgot, there is still a little fox." The little fox is in Ma Xiangping, maybe with Shi Jian's people, it's not clear. Be careful, and find a chance to get the little fox back. ”

"Yes, Master Zu!"

An Ping went out and went straight to Ma Xiangping Yizhuang with the painting. Because the news spread quickly, there were already relatives who came to Yizhuang to claim the body, and there were more people, Anping wanted to take advantage of the chaos to get in, but he was very sharp-eyed and shouted at him.

"Who are you? What are you doing here? Feng looked at Anping vigilantly.

An Ping arched his hand and smiled: "My name is Hong Ping, I am Hong Kun's cousin, I do business in the county, and I heard the news that Hong Kun became a zombie in the morning, so I hurriedly rushed over." ”

Feng's heart moved, and he asked suspiciously, "Are you Hong Kun's cousin?" What are the credentials? Let me tell you, Hong Kun has turned into a zombie, bitten people to death after midnight, it is very dangerous, if you can't show evidence, I won't let you see people. ”

"Is the master of Yizhuang here, let's get the corpse." Someone shouted.

"You wait." Feng told An Ping a word, and walked into Yizhuang with the relatives who came to collect the corpse. An Ping has a ghost in his heart, if he hadn't been called by the wind, he would have been mixed in a long time ago, where would he listen to the wind. Take advantage of the wind and follow others into Yizhuang.

found a corner where no one was paying attention, secretly opened the painting, and whispered to the hunchbacked old man on the painting: "Master Zu, I've arrived in Yizhuang......"

The hunchbacked old man looked lustful, his eyes rolled, and he kept looking around, "Put down the painting and go about your own business......

Before the words fell, He Laowei's eyes suddenly stared directly at the dozens of coffins placed in the center of the lobby, and said urgently: "Anping, don't be busy, go to the coffin, the closer the better!" ”