Cheng Xin was speechless.
Jiale was speechless.
Qing Qing was speechless.
What kind of situation was this? He dared to give his master a big bump on his head. He was simply audacious!! Jiale was in a mess. He felt that if he dared to do this, his master, Daoist Priest Four-Eyed, would definitely break his legs!!
Qing Qing found it unbelievable. After all, they had been together for a few days. She knew very well that Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai liked to cause trouble, but they did not seem like people who would dare to attack Ninth Uncle unless it was a sudden attack.
Qing Qing was right. Ninth Uncle had indeed been attacked by surprise. Otherwise, it would not have been so easy for Qiusheng to hit Ninth Uncle.
Cheng Xin helplessly covered his face.
In the movie, Uncle Nine was beaten with a stick. He did not expect that Uncle Nine would still be beaten after changing so many scenes.
"These two little bastards, hiss ~~~" Ninth Uncle sat down with a bamboo stick and rubbed his head hard. Cheng Xin got up to get the medicinal wine and applied it on Ninth Uncle. If he didn't put the medicinal wine on this packet, it would be difficult to get rid of it. Ninth Uncle would go out to look for a cemetery tomorrow. If anyone saw this, they would probably laugh themselves to death.
"Hiss ~~ Be gentle!" Ninth Uncle grunted, causing Cheng Xin's hand to tremble.
"Brat, you still dare to come back!!!”
Ninth Uncle grimaced in pain. This stick was not light. It could be seen how much strength Qiusheng had used to make a big bump. He was sitting down. When he saw Wen Cai walk in alone, he was so angry that he picked up the bamboo stick and whipped it.
"Ouch, Master, it hurts. I quit. Stop hitting him. It was Qiusheng who hit him. It has nothing to do with me, Master!!”
"It takes two to clap. If you don't join in the fun, will he hit you with a broom? Little bastard, you even know how to divert your attention and let your master get beaten up!!!”
No matter who you were, you were unreasonable when you were angry. Ninth Uncle did not listen to Wen Cai's explanation. He took the bamboo stick and gave Wen Cai a beating. Wen Cai cried out and ran around the table. If he was not afraid of hurting the innocent and knocking over the table, Ninth Uncle would definitely make Wen Cai look good.
"Sit down and eat!"
After beating Wen Cai up, Ninth Uncle's anger dissipated a lot. He pointed at the chair angrily and asked Wen Cai to sit down and eat. However, Wen Cai did not dare to. Even if he did, he could not sit down. His butt was almost swollen.
Chengxin could only mourn for Wencai and Qiusheng for three seconds. He hoped that Qiusheng would not encounter a female ghost, or else he would have a lot of fun.
"Did Qiusheng do anything wrong during the incense ceremony today?”While eating, Cheng Xin suddenly asked.
Jiale, who was sitting beside him, answered subconsciously,"I don't think so. He just ran very fast when he was leaving. I don't know what he was doing, but no one chased after him.”
It seemed that the female ghost Xiao Yu had already set her eyes on Qiu Sheng. She hoped that he was fine.
After dinner, Uncle Nine left Wen Cai to clean up the mess. Everyone went back to their rooms to rest.
In the room, Cheng Xin released the two zombies and began to cultivate. The night gradually darkened. In the morgue, the coffin that was originally filled with ink thread suddenly moved. The ink thread on the coffin suddenly lit up with a golden light. It was obvious that corpse qi and yin qi were overflowing from the coffin.
The ink thread would only work when it came into contact with these things.
In the movie, there was no ink thread at the bottom of the coffin, which made it easy for the zombie to escape. However, it was the same now. Not only was there ink thread, but there was also a talisman. Even if Great-Grandfather Ren turned into a zombie, it would not be so easy for him to escape.
The ink thread and talisman paper worked, making the coffin very firm. Although it was shaking, there was no sign of it cracking.
"Squeak ~"
The zombie Old Master Ren tried to get out of the coffin. However, he couldn't lift the lid of the coffin. He could only struggle with all his might, causing a crack to appear on the side of the coffin.
A purplish-gray hand with long nails emerged from the depths of the crack. The moment the hand appeared, it touched the ink thread outside. The ink thread instantly lit up."Zi ~" Great-Grandfather Ren's hand was burned, and the injured hand withdrew at lightning speed.
Boom!
The cracked coffin fell back with a muffled sound. The sound was very low and spread far away.
"You ran out?"
Cheng Xin, who was still cultivating, immediately put away the zombie and jumped out of the room. In Ninth Uncle's room not far away, Ninth Uncle also heard the noise and jumped out of the window like Cheng Xin. The master and disciple looked at each other and ran to the morgue in tacit understanding.
Ninth Uncle held the oil lamp and shone it. Cheng Xin silently went forward to turn on the light."Ninth Uncle, the light is easier to use."”
“.......”Ninth Uncle, who was about to enter the morgue, twitched his mouth. He silently put down the oil lamp, opened the door, and walked in. He felt a little embarrassed!
There was an electric lamp, but he didn't use it. Instead, he ran around with an oil lamp.
Although the electricity bill was expensive, it was not so expensive that people did not dare to turn on the lights.
"Cough!" Knowing that the atmosphere was not right, Ninth Uncle coughed to ease the awkwardness. Cheng Xin smiled and did not say anything. He followed him into the morgue.
In the morgue, Wen Cai was still sleeping soundly and knew nothing about what had just happened.
Only when there was something that needed to be guarded would Wen sleep here. However, for an existence like him, it was likely that zombies would run out and bite him a few times.
Uncle Nine and Cheng Xin walked around the coffin and found that there was nothing wrong with it. They heaved a sigh of relief. Cheng Xin put his hand on the coffin and sensed it for a moment. He said to Uncle Nine,"Master, it looks like we need to reinforce it and add something to prevent the things inside from escaping.”
"Has it changed?" Ninth Uncle frowned.
"Yes." Cheng Xin nodded.
Old Ren had completely turned into a corpse. The sound just now was made by it. Moreover, Old Ren was not an undead, but a jumping corpse. Moreover, his strength was not weak. It was not easy for such a zombie ink thread to trap him.
There was no problem with the ink thread, but there was a problem with the coffin.
The wooden coffin would explode if it couldn't withstand Old Master Ren's struggles.
At that time, it was useless to have ink thread.
"Alright."
Ninth Uncle felt that it was very reasonable and accepted Chengxin's suggestion. He took out a large spare net. The thread of the net was dark red and had been soaked in chicken blood and black dog blood. It was the most suitable to cover the coffin. He also added a strong rope.
After all, they still had to bury Chengxin and Ninth Uncle, so they couldn't touch the coffin, lest the Ren family thought that they had tampered with the coffin and the corpse.
"This brat is the most suitable to take care of the memorial hall. He won't wake up even if there's thunder!! Sleeping like a pig!"
Looking at Wen Cai, who did not move at all, Ninth Uncle was speechless and amused at the same time.
Cheng Xin walked forward and pulled Wen Cai's ear. Seeing that he didn't react at all, he rolled his eyes and shouted,"Zombies are here!!!”
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