Zhao Hao piled up the lychee wood and was slightly stunned when he was looking for kerosene.
He shook Qiu Sheng awake.
"Qiusheng, where's the kerosene?"
He searched the cart but found no traces of kerosene.
" Ah, kerosene? What kerosene?"
Qiu Sheng woke up in a daze. He wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth and looked at Zhao Hao in confusion.
This time, not to mention Ninth Uncle, even Zhao Hao wanted to break his head!
What are you thinking?
It was not easy to cremate the zombies. The litchi wood pile did not have kerosene to help, so it could not be completely burned, and the zombies inside could not be burned.
Just as Zhao Hao and Qiu Sheng were arguing.
Ninth Uncle frowned as he looked at the clouds in the sky.
The sky was clear just now, but it was already a little dark now.
It was clearly noon, but it was no different from evening.
There were even silver snakes dancing in the sky.
It was about to rain heavily!
"What happened? Judging from the weather, it should be sunny all day.”
Daoist Priest Four-Eyed looked at the sky with a strange expression.
The strong wind had already risen, blowing his Daoist robe backward.
"There's still some time before the rain. We should take this opportunity to burn this zombie. Zhao Hao, Zhao Hao, are you ready?”
Hearing Daoist Priest Four-Eyed calling him, Zhao Hao said weakly,""Martial Uncle, I'm afraid we can't burn the corpses.”
"What?"
Daoist Priest Four-Eyed was shocked. He walked over and saw the listless Qiu Sheng. He understood something.
"You didn't bring everything? You didn't bring anything? A lighter?"
Daoist Priest Four-Eyed thought positively.
If he didn't have a lighter, then this matter wouldn't be a big deal. Whether it was Ninth Uncle or Daoist Priest Four-Eyed himself, they could start a fire.
"It's kerosene!" Zhao Hao said helplessly.”
"This!"
Daoist Priest Four-Eyed wished he could slap his thigh and curse.
In the end, he thought about it and held back.
Thunder rumbled in the sky.
"It's thunder. It's not safe on the mountain. Let's go back to the mortuary first!”
Daoist Priest Four-Eyed made a prompt decision. He moved closer to Ninth Uncle and said a few words. Ninth Uncle suddenly looked at Qiu Sheng.
He was also a little angry. Qiu Sheng was too unreliable this time.
However, when the copper-coin-sized rain fell from the sky, Ninth Uncle knew that even if there was kerosene, it would not be able to burn the corpse.
"Go back!"
Zhao Hao went forward to help. No one cared about the coffin on the ground. The coffin was not light to begin with, and it was filled with corpse water. It was so heavy that it could not be sent back at all.
Old Master Ren was crying. He could not stand his father's behavior. He did not know where he found a sleeping mat and placed it on his father.
Zhao Hao saw that the corpse was not green.
The water in the coffin was green, and the corpse was soaked in it.
Under the heavy rain, the color of the corpse began to fade.
Green juice dripped down from the zombie's body and onto the ground.
"Old Master Ren, you can go back. We will deal with your father's body.”
Ninth Uncle said politely to Old Master Ren. Old Master Ren had just recovered from a serious illness and was drenched by the rain. He immediately felt dizzy.
He could only say,"Thank you, Ninth Uncle." Then, he ordered several servants to help Ninth Uncle transport the corpse back.
Zhao Hao, the two servants, Ninth Uncle, and Daoist Priest Four-Eyed had a hard time sending the corpse back to the mortuary.
When he returned to the mortuary, Zhao Hao's head was dripping with water.
The rain outside was so heavy that it almost turned into whips that lashed people's bodies.
Especially the few servants of the Ren family, who groaned and fell to the ground after returning to the mortuary.
They were sore all over and wobbled when they walked.
Zhao Hao wasn't any better. Even though he had learned Taoism and the cyclone in his lower abdomen had allowed the airflow to flow through his meridians, he couldn't relieve his fatigue today.
Even though he wasn't trembling or wobbling, he was still very tired and wanted to sleep.
Fortunately, Wen Cai had boiled some hot water. Everyone wiped off the rainwater and drank the hot tea.
Especially those servants. Even their lips were green. The heavy rain had taken away the heat from their bodies. If they were not controlled, they might freeze to death here!
Zhao Hao found a bigger linen cloth and soaked it in hot water for them to wipe.
Daoist Priest Four-Eyed and Ninth Uncle only needed to change their clothes in such weather.
The others did not.
They didn't have Zhao Hao's four-eyed ability. Even Zhao Hao went to the kitchen to boil brown sugar ginger tea for everyone and drank a cup himself.
When he returned to the hall, he saw that the faces of those people had improved a little.
Ninth Uncle had already pasted the Corpse Suppressing Talisman on the long-haired zombie Old Master Ren's body.
Great-Grandfather Ren's color had faded a little in the heavy rain. At this moment, half of his body was green, and the other half was black!
This was a black zombie!
Ninth Uncle suppressed the zombie, but there was no joy on his face.
"What's wrong with Old Master Ren, Master?”
Zhao Hao asked.
Daoist Priest Four-Eyed added in a heavy tone,"Qiusheng is missing."
"Qiusheng is missing?"
Zhao Hao frowned. When they were outside, the sky was dark and the rain was heavy, so he couldn't see anyone clearly.
If it weren't for Ninth Uncle leading the way, everyone might have fallen into a ditch.
In such weather, even Zhao Hao would not be able to find his team after getting lost, let alone Qiu Sheng!
"What should we do? I'll go find him."
Zhao Hao said. This time was different from the future. There was no danger in walking in the middle of the night.
At this time of the night, it was a paradise for ghosts.
Ninth Uncle shook his head and said," No, you can't. If you go, you'll fall outside if you're not careful. I'll go."”
Ninth Uncle was a stubborn person. What he had decided was decided and could not be changed.
He wore a straw raincoat and went out to look for someone. Zhao Hao looked at the pitch-black outside and was a little worried.
Daoist Priest Four-Eyed was also very nervous, but there was nothing he could do.
"Zhao Hao, go find a coffin. Put our zombie in the coffin and put the ink thread on it.”
Zhao Hao thought so too. He found an ink fountain and the two of them went up and down. They covered the outside of the coffin with ink thread.
This time, even if the zombies inside managed to break free from the Corpse Suppressing Talisman, he would not be able to break free from these ink pots.
The ink line represented " straightness " and " righteousness ". Zombies were naturally afraid of such things.
After doing all this, Zhao Hao said to Wen Cai,"I'll stay with you tonight.”
To be honest, he was worried about Wen Cai. Today, Zhao Hao was tricked by his junior brother Qiu Sheng. He could not believe that Wen Cai was even more cunning than Qiu Sheng.
Wen Cai replied with an " oh " and didn't dare to ask why. As night fell, Zhao Hao sat cross-legged on the ground with a blanket. Wen Cai was reading a novel and let out an unintelligible laugh.
Zhao Hao opened his eyes and glanced at Wen Cai. He shook his head secretly. Ninth Uncle had a few disciples who tricked their master, but he could still defeat his opponents every time.
His strength was truly admirable.
It was about a quarter past midnight when Wen Cai threw his book and fell asleep, snoring loudly.
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