Uncle Nine shook his head suddenly: "Just follow your own principles and follow your own heart; Naturally, what kind of Coats."

Ren Tingting next to her listened to it in a fog, but she also heard a little bit.

I couldn't help but say, "Brother Jingyang, Uncle Jiu, will my grandfather turn into a zombie? And suck the blood of your relatives?"

Whether it is Uncle Nine or Zhao Jingyang, they did not avoid Ren Tingting.

Uncle Nine nodded, "Yes." It's a pity that your father is unwilling, otherwise it will be burned and everything will be fine."

Ren Tingting frowned: "My father said yes, and I didn't say anything about him."

He said, "What then?"

Uncle Nine laughed, "That's just what I said; The old lady's bones are transported to Yizhuang, and I will find a way to suppress his corpse anger. As long as you are buried in a new cave, nothing will happen."

He smiled again and said, "If you are worried, you might as well stay at Zhao Daoyou's house for a few days."

When Ren Tingting heard this, she was immediately overjoyed and looked at Zhao Jingyang: "Brother Jingyang..."

Some coquettish taste.

Zhao Jingyang smiled: "Let's stay."

Cheer.

Ah Wei, who was not far away, gritted his teeth.

...

Back in Yizhuang, Zhao Jingyang asked Ren Tingting to go back to the house next to him first, and here he entered Yizhuang with Uncle Jiu; Old lady Ren's coffin had already been placed in the side room of Yizhuang.

Uncle Nine opened the lid of the coffin and took a closer look.

coincided with the return of Qiusheng and Wencai.

Wen Cai looked at it and exclaimed, "It's blessed!"

The corpse in the coffin, which had been dry before, had swelled up and become a lot fuller at this time.

Uncle Nine sighed and asked Qiusheng, "How is the incense?"

Qiusheng said, "One long and two short."

Uncle Nine frowned: "People are most afraid of three long and two short, and incense is the most taboo of two short and one long. If this incense comes out of the house, someone must be mourned!"

When he said, "Take my magic weapon!"

Then Zhao Jingyang watched Uncle Jiu's method and used Taoism to suppress the corpse qi of the old lady Ren; He also taught Qiusheng and Wencai to close the coffin, nail the nails, teach him to use black dog blood as ink, and give him another layer of dog blood net outside the coffin!

After the order was finished, he came out with Zhao Jingyang.

He said, "I have temporarily suppressed his corpse, and I only need to put a net of black dog blood on the outside of the coffin, and he will be buried in peace."

Quite a little complacent.

Zhao Jingyang said with a smile: "Today is an eye-opener."

Like this, the Taoist techniques and methods involved in moving burials and suppressing zombies are indeed relatively novel to Zhao Jingyang.

Because as far as he is concerned, if he encounters a zombie, it is a way to kill with one punch.

Uncle Jiu's methods may not be exquisite; But rustic and functional.

It is ordinary people who use these methods, black dog blood and the like, as long as they don't panic, and they can deal with ordinary zombies.

That's actually pretty good.

Something nice is not necessarily good, especially for the masses; For the public, universal, low-cost, and effortless are good things!

Small techniques are not necessarily useless; Small law is not necessarily meaningless.

Uncle Nine smiled and said, "Your cultivation is profound, I'm afraid these methods will be unsightly."

Zhao Jingyang shook his head: "A means that can be used and that are easy to use are good means. I don't care if it's high or low."

Uncle Nine laughed: "What Daoyou said is extremely true."

After drinking tea with Uncle Nine for a while, chatting about these so-called "small techniques", at noon, he simply asked Huan Yan to bring the food here, ate a meal together, and chatted until the evening, before he stopped having fun.

The night is getting darker.

Ren Tingting, who was sleeping in the wing, suddenly shuddered in her sleep and woke up.

For a while, she was scared for no reason, she trembled, quickly got up, pushed the door out, and ran to Zhao Jingyang's door.

It was almost at this time that the Yizhuang next door, the coffin of the old lady Ren, crunched a few times, and then, its bottom plate was silent

The corpse was vaporized and a zombie fell out!

But it was Qiusheng and Wencai who made a bloody net during the day, and forgot the bottom plate of the coffin!

The zombie froze, its shriveled nostrils sniffing like a dog—it smelled the smell of blood relatives in front of it!

The zombie jumped three feet, shifted two feet, jumped out of the window, climbed onto the courtyard wall, and sniffed hard at Zhao Jingyang's courtyard with a hideous face!

In its eyes, there was a slight brilliance; sniffing, his eyes rolled, and he was eager to try, as if he was going to jump into Zhao Jingyang's courtyard in the next moment; There was clearly some hesitation - this zombie was actually very inspired and sensed the danger!

Right here, Ren Tingting knocked on Zhao Jingyang's door.

At about the same time, the zombie who was climbing the wall of the courtyard of Yizhuang did not hesitate to abandon the blood relatives in front of him, jumped out of Yizhuang, and disappeared into the depths of the night with a few ups and downs.

Ren Tingting knocked on the door, and the lights immediately lit up inside.

The door opened, Ren Tingting was wearing thin single clothes, trembling, holding her arms, and hurriedly walked in.

"Tingting?" Zhao Jingyang removed Huan Yan's head from the pilllow on his arm and propped up his body: "What's wrong?"

Ren Tingting was stunned and pounced: "I'm afraid!"

...

Early the next morning, Wencai's exclamation sounded in Yizhuang next door.

"Master! Master!"

"Oh no!"

Uncle Nine came out in his coat and frowned: "Where's the ghost cry early in the morning?!"

Wen Cai shuddered and said, "Master, run away!"

"What ran away?!" Uncle Jiu's brows furrowed even more.

Wen Cai pointed to the side courtyard: "Old lady Ren!"

When Uncle Jiu heard this, he suddenly lifted his mind when he woke up and was still not concentrated, took three steps and made two feet, came to the side room, and when he saw it, his expression changed suddenly!

I saw that under the coffin of the old lady Ren, there was a large pile of rotten wood chips; And in the coffin, the old lady Ren, who should have been sealed, has long since disappeared!

Uncle Nine squatted down, picked up the sawdust to take a look, and immediately understood what was wrong!

He stood up and stared at Wen Cai with a serious face: "Yesterday I asked you to play the net, did you forget the bottom plate of the coffin?!"

Wen Cai was stunned: "Ah..."

What else can Uncle Nine say?

rushed out and jumped into Zhao Jingyang's courtyard - he suddenly remembered that Ren Tingting lived with Zhao Jingyang last night!

Once Old Lady Ren completely becomes a zombie, the first person to deal with is blood relatives. And Ren Tingting is his own granddaughter, and she is close at hand!

saw Zhao Jingyang boxing in the courtyard.

Uncle Nine crackled his head and asked, "What about Ren Tingting?"

Zhao Jingyang said, "I'm asleep in the house."

Uncle Nine said, "Really?"

Zhao Jingyang smiled: "I slept with her last night, do you think it's true?"

Uncle Jiu's expression froze, and he hurriedly changed the topic: "Old lady Ren has run away!"

Zhao Jingyang was surprised: "What?"

Uncle Nine said, "Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng were negligent yesterday and didn't take care of the bottom of the coffin; Teach the zombie to run out at night."

said, "I just remembered that Ren Tingting stayed with you last night, she is a blood relative of Old Lady Ren, and she must be the first choice for zombies to suck blood."

Zhao Jingyang listened and showed a look of understanding: "In the middle of the night last night, Ren Tingting said that she was scared, so she ran to my house."

He said, "But I have lost my vigilance."