Jiang Cheng was in a trance, banged, Jiang Cheng shed tears in pain, covered his forehead and looked at it, and found that he had returned home.

He casually walked back into the room and sat down in his chair to continue in a daze. He was very tormented in his heart, and if he really wanted to go to the ancestral hall to see the blessing of the dragon god Laoshizi, he would believe that he would definitely not be able to hide the exorcist's investigation.

What kind of ending will it be when the exorcist sees through the zombie's true body, and will Cheng feel that he will die again.

Of course, there is another way, then escape, run away, as long as you are not discovered.

Jiang Cheng thought about it carefully and immediately gave up this idea, with the feelings of the village chief of Huck for Jiang Cheng, as long as Jiang Cheng disappeared, he would definitely go crazy and look for Jiang Cheng, which would force Jiang Cheng to a dead end.

As for making excuses to delay, it won't work, you didn't see the rotten and good look of the village chief Huck, as if he was going to be finished with you if he didn't participate in the blessing of the dragon god.

"Alas, zombies can still be forced to death by exorcists? How can you cross into the Stan continent and become timid, isn't it death, it's a big deal for Lao Tzu to cross again and be a new person. ”

The pride of the zombie king made the timidity in Jiang Cheng's heart dissipate, and the worried expression on his face slowly relaxed, Jiang Cheng suddenly felt that he was a little like a human, and he felt more and more like a person, this feeling was really fascinating.

Rustling.

Suddenly there was a slight sound of footsteps outside the house, from far to near, louder and louder, and suddenly he woke up, he hurriedly stood up and walked to the door, only to see a tall figure not far away slowly approaching.

This is a middle-aged man in his thirties, wearing a dirty and shabby black robe, his black hair is shawl, scattered and messy, his face has a blank expression, and a pair of deep eyes are filled with a thick color of decadence.

"Dad, you're back?"

Jiang Dark Star nodded calmly, handed the rice bag on his shoulder to Jiang Cheng, Jiang Cheng hurriedly took it, only to feel a sinking in his hand, this bag of rice is quite heavy, according to Jiang Cheng's estimate, the family does not need to buy rice for six or seven days.

Although he is still young when he is about to become an adult, he is still two days away from turning twelve years old, but he has been taking care of housework since he was a child, and his health is good, and now that he has a zombie body, it is not difficult to carry this bag of rice, and more importantly, he will be used to it a long time ago.

Carrying the rice back to the kitchen, he brought out the still warm meal, placed it on the rough small wooden table, and said to the dark star with a blank expression: "Dad, put down the things and come over to eat." ”

Woke up from a dream, put a dozen thumb-thick black iron rods in his right hand in the corner of the lobby, wiped his hand on the black robe, sat down next to the table, raised his rice bowl and ate silently.

Jiang Cheng looked at Jiang Dark Star, wanted to speak and stopped, but in the end he didn't speak, the two ate quietly, the atmosphere was quite weird, as if they were not father and son, but strangers.

After eating, Jiang Cheng Ma Li cleaned up the mess, and according to the usual practice, the dark star went to bed after eating, and just about to enter the room, Jiang Cheng hurriedly said: "Dad, I have something to tell you." ”

Darkstar's shoulder moved, and he seemed to nod, but he didn't speak, let alone turn around.

"Just now Grandpa Huck told me that I should go to the ancestral hall in two days to participate in the blessing of the dragon god of the divine envoy......

"Humph!"

Before Jiang Cheng finished speaking, a cold snort came out of his mouth, although he turned his back to Jiang Cheng, and his messy hair blocked his face, so that Jiang Cheng could not see his expression, but Jiang Cheng clearly felt a thick disdain from his tone.

"Do you want to go?" asked Darkstar coldly.

Jiang Cheng didn't know what Jiang Dark Star meant, and said hesitantly: "I want to stay at home with my father." ”

The body of the dark star was shaken, and after a long time, he said with some interest: "Then you can go." ”

After speaking, he walked directly into the room and lowered the curtain.

Jiang Cheng was stunned, the plot shouldn't be like this, you are my son, I am so filial, shouldn't you push the boat down the river, show that you are very reluctant to me, and then live or die and don't let me go?

Jiang Cheng had an impulse, he wanted to rush in and say to his father, I don't want to go to the blessing of the dragon god of Rausch, I won't go, but thinking that my father hates others disturbing him to sleep the most, and thinking of the gloomy and terrible expression on his father's face after being disturbed, Jiang Cheng couldn't help but shudder, and after thinking about it for a long time, he still didn't have the courage to rush in.

"Alas, I accept my fate, and let me die. ”

Early morning of March 25, 237 in the year 237 of the Stansian calendar.

Jiang Cheng got up early to cook as usual, but today he was obviously a little absent-minded, several times distracted, and the strange thing is that his father didn't go out to drink last night, and what is even more strange is that he got up earlier than Jiang Cheng, and at the moment he is doing things that make Jiang Cheng extremely bored in the corner where the black iron rod is placed.

Listening to the village chief of Huke, his father is a god tattoo master, and Jiang Cheng doesn't know what the profession of a god tattoo master is, but he clearly remembers that every time his father goes out with a black iron rod that has been engraved with a god pattern, he will come back with a bag of rice that is enough for two people to eat for six or seven days, and there is still money left for him to get drunk and dream to die.

Holding a black iron rod about the thickness of a thumb and about one meter and a half long in the rough big hand of the dark star, he carefully looked at the black iron rod, and scooped a drop of green nameless liquid from the jade bowl with a jade spoon, dripping in the middle of the black iron rod, a strange scene appeared, only to see that after the green leaf liquid fell on the iron rod, a layer of luster appeared on the surface of the iron rod, and the hard fine iron softened instantly, like glowing nephrite.

At this time, the dark star moved, quiet as a virgin, moving like a rabbit, holding a diamond knife engraved on the surface of the black rod with extremely complicated divine patterns, his movements are coherent, if the clouds are flowing smoothly, there is a hearty beauty, which is pleasing to the eye.

Jiang Cheng glanced at it slightly, a little disdainful, in fact, he was jealous, his father is a god pattern master, of course he also has to inherit his father's business, since he was five years old, he was forced to learn to engrave the god pattern by the dark star, but to this day, Chengdu can not be so smooth as the dark star.

The dark star never told him what the god pattern master was and what the meaning of the god pattern was, but just let him practice the configuration of green liquid over and over again, and the boring inscription of the god pattern.

Especially the inscription of the god pattern, because the god pattern is too complicated, at first glance, it is completely a ghost drawing, messy lines, and it will be dizzy to see.

Jiang Cheng has always felt that as a noble zombie, how can he engage in such a non-technical and boring profession, but it is a pity that Jiang Dark Star will not pay attention to Jiang Cheng's thoughts, in his mouth, there will always be only one word, practice.

He has a habit of carving only one iron rod every day, and every seven days he will go out with an iron rod to sell for money, and then buy rice and go home, and go to the hotel at night to get drunk and die.

Darkstar looked at the meal that was about to be ready, and was about to enter the room with a slight groan, when a sudden shout from the village chief Huck came from outside the door.

"Will you be at home?"

Jiang Cheng's body shook, and the secret path came. Hurriedly untied his apron, ran out of the door, looked at Huck with a flushed face, and said, "Grandpa Huck, you came so early. ”

Village Chief Huck rolled his eyes and said angrily: "Silly boy, you won't forget what I told you, this time is just right, it's not early at all." ”

As he spoke, Huck glanced at the dark star who walked out of the door, and his face instantly sank, he didn't like the dark star, and felt that the dark star was dragging him down to become this good boy.

"You're a dead drunkard, you're not even drinking, but I'm not surprised at all, I guess I won't remember that today is the twelfth birthday of this child when I'm sober, and when I finish participating in the blessing of the dragon god, I'll take him to my house to celebrate his birthday, you don't have to wait for him." ”

"No, he's my son, if he doesn't come home, I'll eat, I have to go home. Darkstar's eyes widened, and he said coldly.

Huck cocked his beard and pointed to the dark star and said, "You ......"

"Grandpa Huck, it's not early, let's hurry to the ancestral hall. Seeing that the two of them were tense, Jiang Cheng hurriedly took the hand of the village chief of Haque and said in an anxious tone.

Huck suddenly smiled, took Jiang Cheng's hand and said kindly: "Good boy, let's go, don't meet this drunkard." ”

Jiang Cheng smiled helplessly, and looked at Jiang Dark Star with some hesitation.

"Go ahead, I'll settle breakfast by myself and come back early. He waved his hand and turned to enter the house.

"Hmph, that's what people look like. The village chief of Huck snorted coldly.

Jiang Cheng smiled lightly, and pulled the village chief Huck who was humming angrily towards the ancestral hall in the center of Dalong Village.

At this moment, it is breakfast time, usually the ancestral hall is quiet here, but now it is very lively, more than a dozen teenagers and girls lined up outside the ancestral hall, whispering, not daring to speak loudly, obviously by their parents before coming.

"Son, go and line up, remember not to make a loud noise, it will annoy the gods and the gods, and Grandpa Huck will not be able to protect you. The village chief Hack instructed with a solemn expression.

Jiang Cheng nodded heavily, his heart became heavier and heavier, is the exorcist of this world really so noble?

Watching the figure of Village Chief Hack disappear into the ancestral hall, Jiang Cheng's heartbeat suddenly increased a lot, and a sense of tension that he had never felt before spread throughout his body.

Standing behind a teenager of the same age, Jiang Cheng did not talk, but quietly listened to their discussions, but unfortunately these are children, and they are confused here, they are either picking out bird eggs in their mouths, or playing tricks on anyone, which is completely worthless.

Jiang Cheng shook his head and smiled, secretly saying a group of little children. It didn't take long for a teenager to walk out, his face was confused, and he scratched his head from time to time.

The blessing of the dragon god proceeded quickly, and after five minutes, he took a big step forward in the achievement, and stepped into the inner hall of the ancestral hall with both feet, and the situation inside suddenly came into view.

Directly north of the inner hall is an altar, on the altar enshrines a golden five-clawed dragon, the dragon is incomparable, lifelike, a pair of big dragon eyes seem to be able to see through people's hearts, it is to make Jiang Cheng have a kind of impulse to kneel and worship.

At the bottom right of the altar stood two young men in black robes, all dressed in long hooded black robes, their whole body wrapped in black robes, and only when they looked up did they reveal an unfamiliar face.

In front of the black-robed man, a golden stone was suspended in the air, and a brilliant beam of light fell from the stone, and there was a young man in the beam at this time.

"Failure, next, Wang Qiang. ”

A cold voice came from the black-robed mouth, and the young man, who was suffering a lot, suddenly felt a sense of relief, hurriedly walked out of the beam, and hurriedly ran out.

"Remember, standing in the light of the dragon god, don't think about anything, the longer you hold on, the better. The black-robed man looked at the frightened young man Wang Qiang and said.

Wang Qiang nodded hurriedly and walked in with a small fist, but it was only a moment before Wang Qiang fainted.