Even though it was already late at night, the Ren family mansion was still brightly lit. Countless servants were rushing in and out, and everyone's faces were filled with nervousness and fear.
In the living room.
Ninth Uncle carefully wiped the golden sword in his hand and said to Ren Fa beside him,""Old Master Ren, didn't I tell you to rest early? You have the final say in the Ren family town. We still need you to gather the people for tomorrow morning's assembly.”
"Sigh, that's true, but who can still sleep after encountering such a thing?”
Ren Fa sighed heavily." I really regret what I did. If I had known earlier, I would have burned it on the day I dug it out!"”
"It's not too late to mend the fold." Ninth Uncle looked at him and consoled him." The Old Master has just turned into a corpse. He didn't absorb the blood of his loved ones. He hasn't reached his peak yet. In addition, he was injured by my junior brother's talisman. He has already weakened a lot.”
"As long as we act carefully, there shouldn't be any accidents.”
"I hope so!" Ren Fa looked up at the bright moon in the sky with a complicated expression. No one knew what he was thinking.
Not long after.
Wen Cai, who had short hair, ran into the lobby."Master, I went to take a look just now. The Ren family doesn't have much glutinous rice. There's only half a jar left!”
"Glutinous Rice?" "What do you want glutinous rice for?" Ren Fa looked puzzled.”
"Zombies belong to the Yin attribute, and Glutinous Rice belongs to the Yang attribute. It can offset the corpse aura on zombies, so zombies are afraid of Glutinous Rice.”Ninth Uncle explained briefly and said to Wen Cai,"Go and sprinkle that half a jar of glutinous rice around the Ren residence!”
"Master." Qiu Sheng, who was dressed in a cloth coat, ran in.
"Take it." Uncle Nine handed him five dollars." Go to the rice shop in the neighboring town and buy 50 catties of glutinous rice, just in case."”
Seeing the two of them run out, Ninth Uncle frowned slightly and sighed softly."Sigh, that junior brother of mine has been very mysterious recently. I don't know what he's busy with.”
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To the west of Ren Town was a continuous stretch of green mountains, and at the foot of the mountain were messy graves.
It was said that in ancient times, this place was an execution ground. There were countless dead souls buried below, so this place was also called the Unmarked Grave. The people in the town thought this place was unlucky, and almost no one would come here on weekdays.
At this moment, the old zombie, whose official robe was tattered and hair was disheveled, was jumping on the ground. The moonlight enveloped its body, and threads of silvery-white hair-like things were continuously absorbed by it.
The old man had just turned into a corpse, so he could not actively absorb the essence of the moon to cultivate. He could only passively endure the baptism of the moonlight.
At this moment.
Great-Grandfather Fang's nostrils flapped, and an unfamiliar blood aura entered his nose.
Zombies didn't rely on their eyes to find prey, but on their scent.
The blood aura emitted by a living person was like a bright light in the dark night to a zombie. It was very eye-catching.
Therefore, no matter how much an ordinary person tried to hide, they would eventually be found by the zombies!
He had already been injured by Su Mo, and he urgently needed blood. After smelling this unfamiliar blood aura, the Great-Grandfather roared and jumped in the direction of the blood aura.
"It really is you!"
In the grass, Su Mo's body was covered in pot ash as he lay on the ground, only keeping his eyes open to observe what was happening outside.
In this era, every household worshiped the Kitchen God and would offer incense to the Kitchen God during festivals.
The Kitchen God was the Earth God and had the Yin attribute, so the Yin God's breath was hidden in the ashes at the bottom of the pot.
If one applied it on one's body, it could completely isolate one's Yang qi and blood, so that ghosts could not see it and zombies could not smell it.
Following the sound of footsteps, an old man in a black Daoist robe walked over from the end of the path.
The old man looked as thin as a stick. His Taoist robe was draped loosely over his body, as if it could be blown away by the wind.
His half-black and half-white hair was tied into a bun and tied up with a wooden hairpin. Two goatee strands hung from his sharp chin.
Seeing the old zombie jump toward him, the old man didn't panic at all. Instead, he took out a purple bell engraved with a talisman from the cloth bag with the pattern of the Eight Trigrams on his back.
"Ding! Ding! Ding!"
The bell shook, and the old zombie's forehead began to flash with purple light. A purple seal gradually appeared on his forehead, exactly the same as the one on the bell.
" Ding!"
The old Taoist priest kept shaking the bell. The manic aura on the zombie's body became weaker and weaker, and its movements became slower and slower.
Finally, when it was dozens of meters away from the old Taoist priest, the zombie finally stopped completely. Its eyes were closed and it was motionless. There was no aura on its body and it fell into a deep sleep.
"Yes."
The old Taoist priest nodded in satisfaction. He put away the bell and walked to the zombie.
When he saw the dense runes and wounds on the zombie's body, his slender eyebrows immediately furrowed tightly.
"Suppress Corpses and Exorcism?"
"I didn't expect that there would be an expert from the Maoshan Sect in the Ren Family Town!”
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