Boom! Boom!
As soon as Lin Xuan finished speaking, the servants of the Ren residence had already placed three to five barrels of kerosene in front of Lin Xuan.
"Swoosh!"
As the kerosene fell to the ground, Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng's eyes lit up as they each picked up a bucket of kerosene and walked forward, wanting to pour oil onto the pile of rice.
" Pa! Pa!"
But…
Before the two of them could make a move, they were directly cut off by Lin Xuan's two blows.
"What are you two doing? Do you want to die?!”
Facing the two of them's aggrieved gazes, Lin Xuan reprimanded them in disappointment,
"Damn it, I just said that if this zombie isn't burned to ashes, I can't say that he's dead, but you guys want to get close to him!”
"If this zombie is pretending to be dead, won't your lives be over?？”
"You really don't give me any peace of mind!!”
As he spoke,
Lin Xuan waved at the security team led by Ah Wei, signaling them to go up the wall and pour oil on it.
Lin Xuan ordered.
Everyone naturally did as they were told and poured the kerosene on the wall. Some went upstairs and rolled up their sleeves to pour the kerosene on Great-Grandfather Ren, who was sitting in the pile of glutinous rice.
" Hualala!"
The security guards who only knew how to fish and fish were naturally not like the oil men who had been pumping oil for years. They could accurately pass the oil through the holes of the copper coins.
The moment this fellow finished pouring the kerosene…
Wen Caiqiu was stunned to find that the courtyard of the mortuary he was familiar with was covered in oil stains. The sight of oil stains all over the ground made Wen Caiqiu shudder.
Good heavens,
The ground was covered in kerosene. If it was really set on fire, not only would the zombies be burned to ashes, but even the memorial hall would be burned to the ground!!
"Uncle-Master, don't!"
"These guys are unreliable. If they throw fire at it, the house will definitely burn down!!”
"Hehehe, isn't that better?"
Upon hearing this, Lin Xuan criticized in his heart,
" By then, Ninth Uncle has always wanted a small bridge, a flowing water, and a bamboo forest. Wouldn't that be a sure thing? If this fire could really burn down the mortuary, Ninth Uncle would wake up laughing in his dreams!'
"It's just a memorial hall. How can it be more important than completely eliminating the zombies?”
"The two of you really don't have any awareness of sacrificing yourselves for justice!”
Thinking of this, Lin Xuan glared at these two fellows who had yet to figure out the situation and shouted,
"Move aside!"
"I'm going to burn it!"
As he spoke,
Lin Xuan immediately took out a fire talisman and poured in his Dharmic powers. He ruthlessly threw it at the pile of glutinous rice that had been watered with kerosene!
"Peng!"
The moment the fire talisman touched the kerosene.
A short explosion sounded in everyone's ears.
Then,
Flames,
The raging flames that rushed up to several meters spread from the pile of glutinous rice.
The continuous flames lit up the entire mortuary courtyard.
"Roar!"
Just as the flames were raging and burning, a ferocious roar suddenly sounded in everyone's ears.
" Swoosh!"
At the same time as the Corpse Roar, there was a strange rustling sound!
Then,
Everyone could clearly see that in the burning orange flames, Great-Grandfather Ren, who was originally buried in the pile of glutinous rice, suddenly waved his arms as if he had recovered from his last moments of life.
The tiny Gu worms turned into specks of flames in the flames and broke out crazily.
Suddenly,
Even now, Old Master Ren had not been killed!!
"Hiss hiss hiss!"
Looking at the Old Master Ren who was dancing crazily in the flames, Wen Cai Qiu Sheng sucked in a breath of cold air and shot a look of admiration at Lin Xuan.
Good heavens,
If his Uncle-Master had not stopped him just now, wouldn't he have been killed by this dead zombie!
On the other hand, Lin Xuan didn't notice Dao Wencai's gaze at all.
Because…
At this moment, a familiar system notification sounded in Lin Xuan's ears.
[Quest completed. Reward: Mystic Yang Sword Technique (Black Grade High-Rank)]
Just as the system notification rang out,
Aura.
An aura of extreme Yang and hardness, carrying an aura as sharp as a sword, rose from Lin Xuan's torso.
The moment the sharp aura spread out.
Knowledge.
Bit by bit, the knowledge regarding the Mystic Yang Sword Technique emerged in Lin Xuan's mind.
In a moment's time
Under the effect of the system, Lin Xuan had complete control over this Black Grade Upper Rank sword technique.
Lin Xuan even felt bloated.
If he were to encounter the malicious ghost that stole the yang qi of the villagers in the corn field at this moment.
Even without Ninth Uncle's help, if he was alone, he could kill him completely with the peach wood sword in his hand!
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