Chapter 5 Hell Down!

Seeing everyone talking, Feng Wanli took the opportunity to walk towards the graves in the distance.

"Dong Xiaoyu's grave should be here!"

Feng Wanli searched for a long time, and finally found a grave with a pretty girl pasted on it, which read: Dong Xiaoyu's tomb.

Although Feng Wanli thought very well in his heart, he still hesitated at the moment.

In the whole Mr. Zombie, Dong Xiaoyu is a neutral female ghost, and because of a stick of incense in Qiusheng, she gets her affection.

"Do I want to stick incense too, Lala's affection? If I can please a female ghost wife at that time, it will be really beautiful. ”

Thinking of this, Feng Wanli still shook his head: "As a good student every semester, how can you do this kind of thing to take advantage of the danger of ghosts?"

"Loosen the rope, nail it. ”

Just when Feng Wanli hesitated, Uncle Jiu's voice came from afar.

"Old lady Ren is out!"

Feng Wanli's heart moved, and he quickly turned around and ran over.

"Whoa!"

At this moment, crows flew in the depths of the dense forest on the opposite side, and the sky gradually sank.

When Feng Wanli rushed to Uncle Jiu's side, the coffin of the old lady Ren had been opened, and a strong corpse gas came from the coffin, and when the corpse gas slowly dissipated, the corpse of the old lady Ren in the coffin was revealed.

The father and daughter of the Ren family cried and bowed down, and Ren Fa cried and shouted: "Dad, I have alarmed your old man, the child is really unfilial." But although the cry was loud, there was no trace of tears on his face, which was funny to think about.

But soon, Ren Fa was in good spirits, and then asked Uncle Nine beside him, "Uncle Nine, can this tomb still be used?"

Uncle Jiu's eyes widened, staring at the corpse in the coffin, and after a while, he came back to his senses and replied: "Dragonfly dots water, bit by bit, it will definitely not be in the same position, this hole has been abolished." ”

"What should I do then?" Ren Fa's face was full of panic.

Uncle Nine glanced at the corpse of the old lady Ren, and immediately replied in a deep voice: "I propose to be cremated on the spot!"

"Cremation, no!" Ren Fa immediately objected: "What my father was most afraid of when he was alive was fire, and I couldn't do this." ”

"Ignorance!"

Feng Wanli shook his head, if it weren't for Ren Fa's interference, Old Lady Ren would not have turned into a corpse, and in the end, even he turned into a zombie.

Seeing that Master Ren didn't listen to persuasion, Uncle Nine was quite worried, Old Master Ren's body died without decay, the corpse was heavy, and it was a matter of time before the corpse changed, so he continued to persuade: "If you don't cremate, I'm afraid there will be trouble." ”

"You can't do anything, you just can't be cremated! Ren Fa shook his head and directly rejected Uncle Jiu's suggestion.

Uncle Nine sighed lightly and nodded: "En." Okay, then I will store it in my Yizhuang first, and tomorrow, I will find another tomb for the old lady to bury. ”

"Okay! Cover the coffin lid and carry it to Yizhuang!" Ah Wei behind him suddenly shouted loudly, beckoned impatiently, and led a few of his men to lift the coffin.

Looking at the people who were gradually leaving, Uncle Nine was still not at ease, took out a few handfuls of incense, handed them to Qiusheng Wencai, and said, "Wencai, Qiusheng, you light a plum blossom incense array before this tomb, and remember to come back and tell me after burning." ”

For the wind on the side, Uncle Nine didn't care much, but left alone.

Looking at Qiusheng Wencai, who was busy with work, and then looking at the gloomy grave, Feng Wanli's heart trembled: "It's getting late, if I go back alone, will I meet a ghost?" ”

Feng Wanli knew that Qiusheng almost met Xiaoyu tonight, Feng Wanli would not think that he would not meet a ghost if he was blessed, thinking of this, he couldn't help but secretly said: "Let's wait a while and follow them, the three of them go back together, and there will be a good response." ”

As a newcomer who has just stepped into the path of cultivation, Feng Wanli knows very well the importance of slowly developing, there is a book written at a certain point in his previous life, and eighty out of a hundred traversers died from misjudging the situation and being pretentious.

Among the remaining twenty people, only two of them won the longest, one is the most talented, the pride of the sky who crushed all the way, and the other is Gou Zhizhu, with the advantage of using the plot in advance, to have a good relationship with the protagonist.

For his own talent, Feng Wanli is actually very clear, if it is not for the existence of the system, he will not be able to get started for three days, which already shows that his talent is not the first gear, in this case, if you want to live well, it is better to hold on.

When he returned to Yizhuang, it was already evening, and Wencai Qiusheng also played the seal on the coffin with a black wire rope according to the instructions of Uncle Jiu.

Feng Wanli looked at the coffin that lacked a seal, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly: "I hope that the method of condensing corpse qi in the alchemy is effective." ”

As for why Feng Wanli didn't remind Wen Cai Qiusheng to seal the bottom of the coffin, he actually didn't want to change the plot, after all, according to the plot, the first to be killed were two lambs, if because of his own changes, the zombies appeared, maybe he would become the first creature out of the cage.

The plot continued to develop, and then the two were hippie, and Qiusheng accidentally smashed Uncle Jiu's head with a broom, and hurriedly ran out of Yizhuang in fright.

Qiusheng ran out of Yizhuang and came to the bicycle.

Seeing that Qiusheng was leaving, Wen Cai looked left and right, and hurriedly persuaded: "Don't go, it's easy to see hell so late!"

Qiusheng picked up a handful of incense, lit it with a foreign fire, gently threw it in front of the bicycle, and glanced at Wencai: "Oh, in this situation, I would rather see a ghost than a master." ”

"Hey!"

Wen Cai wanted to persuade again, but Qiusheng had already ridden away, and Wen Cai continued without waiting for him.

"Alas, tonight is the last one to sleep!"

Feng Wanli shook his head, looked at Qiusheng who was gradually leaving, and showed pity on his face: "It's a pity, I'm going to be ghosted, just think about it!"

Back in the house, Feng Wanli locked the door tightly, sat down cross-legged, and said in a low voice: "Cultivate hard, and when your strength goes up in the future, catch a few female ghosts, hehe!"

Thinking of the end, a wisp of saliva slipped from the corner of the mouth.

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You don't have time to repair, and you don't know how long it has passed.

"Her eyes, her eyes, are like stars!"

"Who's singing!" Vaguely, the wind seemed to hear someone singing.

"See, see, panic, her eyes, her eyes seem to shine like stars!"

Feng Wanli's mind gradually became clearer, and he couldn't help but murmur in a low voice: "This song is so familiar, it seems that I have heard it somewhere?"

"I see, I see, I see, I feel more panicked, and I don't want to see the moon in the sky..."

As the voice became clearer and clearer, Feng Wanli couldn't help but open his eyes, only to see a cardamom girl in red makeup standing in front of him, holding her hair with her hands, and bowing her head to herself and smiling.