Kill chickens for blood.

Chant and cast spells.

Dip into the ink fountain.

Every step is orderly, Qiusheng feels that the figure of the master coincides with that of Senior Brother Meng, to put it bluntly, it is the style of a master and the model of a famous master.

is also from Maoshan, why is the gap so big?

Although Captain Tricky Ah Wei was very happy, Qiu Sheng was more willing to be invited upstairs by Master Ren to talk about things than to sit below.

Being self-motivated means endless possibilities.

I'm afraid that Wen Cai is like this.

The expressions of the two could not escape Meng Fan's eyes, he secretly sighed in his heart, and then handed over the ink bucket after the blessing to the two.

Under the sun.

Senior brother Wencai complained from time to time, disgusted with the poison of the sun in summer, and junior brother Qiusheng was bored to do things.

Recently.

Based on the experience of the last time, after the two finished playing the upper and side layers, Wen Cai began to tease Qiu Sheng and played the ink fountain on his clothes.

So, the two began to chase me in the courtyard, until the neighing of horses came from outside the door, and Uncle Nine, who had been running around for a day, came back.

"Master, I'm tired ......"

"What's going on?"

"Let the old lady raise the corpse."

……

Between the questions and answers, Uncle Nine quickly figured out what was going on, and when he saw that he had done this little work, he asked his apprentice who had done this work, and he asked:

"Hard work, do you want to help you beat your back and pinch your shoulders for the teacher?"

Looking at the master's smile, Qiu Sheng shrunk his neck, and said in his heart: Wen Cai is going to be unlucky, last time he laughed like this old man, several people died......

"No, you don't."

Wencai refused very decisively, and flattered:

"Master, you get up early in the morning and go outside to find a treasure of feng shui, it's really hard, the sun is so poisonous in the afternoon, I'll buy you watermelon."

"On the way back, I saw a stall selling, it's okay to be smaller, just buy two more, hahaha."

Wen Cai smiled awkwardly and left.

"Uncle Shi, Qiusheng and I will carry the coffin in, the sun has been basking for half an hour, and the yin qi has dissipated a lot." Meng Fan spoke.

"Okay."

Uncle Nine has always been worried about his nephew, he took a deep look at Qiusheng, who didn't run away, and instructed: "You don't have to go back tonight, when I came back, I already told your aunt." ”

"Yes, Master." Qiusheng nodded.

When the two turned their backs and carried the coffin, Uncle Nine silently bent down and glanced at the bottom of the coffin, feeling extremely complicated.

If Qiu Shengwen can take this opportunity to notice this area, the so-called experience will be difficult to develop.

However, out of the expectation of his disciple in his heart, he hoped that the two of them would be able to appreciate it after experiencing this unexpected incident.

Now, the expectations have been completely disappointed.

Soon.

Meng Fan went to Uncle Jiu's room, explained the cause and effect, and focused on the movable foreign object under Old Lady Ren's throat.

"It should be a Gu worm, the Miao Jiang generation is good at this, and many folk lineages, and even people in the Nanyang region, have referred to and practiced."

Uncle Jiu, who understood the situation thoroughly, frowned, and supported Meng Fan's conjecture, sighing:

"Why bother?"

"It's really wrong for Old Lady Ren to forcibly take it, but that Mr. Feng Shui is too much, not only did he scatter his soul and refine his body into a zombie, which harmed the entire Ren family for 20 years, and now he has to take the corpse ......."

No matter what Yi Yu thought in his heart, Uncle Nine and Meng Fan felt it anyway.

Out of one's wits......

Only the evil ghosts who have no grievances and no revenge and go to kill people, Meng Fan will act like this, and this is already called killing gods.

What's more, refining corpses in the flesh will affect the entire clan?

Woe to the descendants of his wife and children!

In Meng Fan's opinion, Yi Yu's purpose was to let it slaughter the descendants of the family at night according to the bloodline sense.

After all, so many evil things have been done, combined with the original work, Ren Fa died a tragic death, and the innocent people who walked at night were affected.

"So be it."

"I arranged for Qiusheng and Wencai to keep vigil, and the two of them will taste the evil fruits of their own brewing first, and then we will take action." Uncle Nine took the initiative to propose.

Meng Fan nodded, and after a little groaning, he said:

"As soon as it gets dark, I will open my eyes to the sky, and if the people behind the scenes are close to Yizhuang, they can find it at the first time."

The requirements of the Celestial Eye Technique are:

The exact location must be provided.

Right now, where does Meng Fan know where the black hand is hiding? But since he has moved the heart of a thief, it is definitely impossible to dispel it easily.

It's not tonight, it's tomorrow night.

This person will most likely hide nearby and observe, looking for any opportunities.

Besides, after training the two junior disciples, you can take the Gu worm, and use it as a medium to presumably achieve anti-tracking.

Of course, it depends on Uncle Jiu's methods.

It's night.

Yizhuang morgue.

A simple wooden bed.

Qiusheng carried a yellow talisman in his arms, hung half a bag of glutinous rice from his waist, put the ink fountain on his left hand, and held the aged peachwood sword in his right hand.

If it weren't for the fact that the chicken blood couldn't be put away, it would quickly solidify and dry up, and he even planned to prepare a bowl in advance and put it next to it, so that he could provide blessings to the peachwood sword at any time.

There is no way, there is no mana in the body, and the fingertip blood has no magic effect, so it can only be like this.

"Afraid of what? Look at you like that. ”

Wen Cai, who returned from going out to buy watermelons, blocked his eyes with his arms and said listlessly: "Senior Brother Meng used his own essence and blood in the afternoon to fix the old lady Ren, and after making up the corpse charm, let's still carry the coffin to bask in the sun." ”

"Besides, there is also the ink fountain line seal, it must be sleeping honestly, it's been a busy day, let's go to sleep quickly."

"I don't sleep." Akiyo is resolute.

For some reason, he always felt that something was wrong with Master and Senior Brother Meng, and he left himself to stay overnight, but it was to accompany Wen Cai to take care of the corpse.

"If you don't sleep, I want to sleep!"

Wen Cai was a little irritable: "The lights are so bright, I can't sleep at all." ”

"Forget it, I have a way!"

He sat up at once, went to the utility room to rummage through the cabinets, and came back with a bunch of red threads and bells.

"Look at what? Come over and help and get an early bedtime. Wen Cai glanced at Qiusheng.

Doorway: Hang two strings of bells.

Window: Hang a string of bells.

Near the coffin of the old lady Ren: hung with bells.

No matter which direction it comes from, it will inevitably make a big move.

At this point, Qiusheng completely put his mind at ease, held the peach wood sword in his arms, and gradually fell into a deep sleep.

In the dark.

One eye slowly moved away, moving towards the outside of Yizhuang, monitoring the surrounding movements.

This is the Heavenly Eye Technique that Meng Fan learned from the Book of Heaven when he was in the ghost catching training camp, and he has been watching the morgue just now.

I have to say that Wencai is indeed clever, and Qiusheng is also vigilant.

But I don't know much.

Why do you need to set up bells?

Zombies of this level, where they will push open the coffin lid little by little, will definitely break it directly.

The movement......

Meng Fan, who was meditating in the corridor, secretly sighed for a while, and continued to focus on the heavenly eye, patiently waiting for the turtle to enter the urn.