Because he wanted to settle this matter as soon as possible, Ninth Uncle went to many places and even brought Wencai along.
After all, with more people, they could help run errands.
As a result, the mortuary was deserted and empty.
"Crack ~"
"Crack ~"
The sky was dark, and Grandpa Ren in the morgue began to play tricks again. He kept using his hands to open the wooden planks on the side of the coffin.
"Roar!"
A deep roar came from the coffin.
However, the morgue was quite a distance away from the backyard. Moreover, Ye Mu was underground and in the Ghost King Sword, so he couldn't hear Great-Grandfather Ren's roar.
The coffin's wooden planks were continuously damaged by Great-Grandfather Ren's fingernails, and finally, a large hole was dug out.
From the hole, a hand with purple nails and wood shavings reached out.
Before her hands could fully come out, her nails touched the ink fountain net.
"Zi ~~"
Great-Grandfather Ren's nails seemed to have touched a red-hot iron piece and immediately caught fire.
The ink fountain net suddenly lit up with a golden light. Under the pain, Great-Grandfather Ren withdrew his hand.
Soon, he tried again and confirmed that he could not break through the ink fountain net.
"Bang!"
With a soft sound, the hole on the side of the coffin expanded. A large amount of wood shavings fell out. The left side of the coffin was almost hollowed out by Great-Grandfather Ren's fingernails, causing the coffin lid to lose one side to bear weight and fall down.
"Roar!"
The lid of the coffin fell, and Great-grandfather Ren's hands could finally straighten. A terrifying force erupted from the lid of the coffin, tearing the ink fountain net apart.
The coffin lid flew seven to eight meters away and landed heavily on the ground with a loud bang. Great-grandfather Ren stood up from the coffin.
"What's that sound?"
Old Master Ren's voice wasn't too loud, so it was normal that Ye Mu didn't hear it.
However, the heavy coffin lid flew off and landed on the ground seven to eight meters away, making a loud noise that alarmed him.
The voice came from the morgue.
Not good!
Ye Mu got out of the Ghost King Sword immediately, put it away, and flew towards the morgue.
However, when Ye Mu flew to the morgue, he found that other than the scattered wood shavings, the coffin lid that had flown seven to eight meters away, and the dust that had yet to fall, there was no sign of Old Master Ren.
The wooden window in the morgue was also smashed open.
It was obvious that Old Master Ren had run out from here and had already entered the mountains.
Looking for him now was like looking for a needle in a haystack.
They must be heading towards the Ren residence.
Where was Ninth Uncle?
The mortuary was quiet and there was no one around.
Ye Mu was about to go out to look for Ninth Uncle, but he stopped before he reached the door.
What happened last night had not passed. If he ran out now, it would be fun if he encountered something.
"Master, I'm exhausted. I'll let Qiusheng accompany you tomorrow.”
Fortunately, Wen Cai's complaints came from afar. He was exhausted after running with Ninth Uncle for the whole day.
Therefore, he wanted to slack off and hoped that Ninth Uncle would bring Qiusheng up the mountain.
Anyway, Qiusheng liked to run around, so it would be right to look for him.
"Cut the crap. I told you to train more and practice more fist techniques. Look at your mediocre martial arts. You don't even know how you died when you encountered a demon!!”
Ninth Uncle's scolding followed closely behind, his tone revealing a sense of disappointment.
"Go back and cook quickly. I'm already so old, but I still have to worry about you! When can I stop worrying?”
Unfortunately, Ninth Uncle's daily education was useless.
Wen Cai basically went in one ear and out the other. Qiu Sheng more or less listened.
The main reason was that a literary talent could not learn anything. As time passed, his entire person had a conflict, which led to today's situation.
Ninth Uncle pushed open the door and saw Ye Mu sitting in the courtyard. He was stunned for a moment.
"You're willing to come out? If you weren't a ghost but a human, I was really afraid that you would go berserk in your cultivation. No, you broke through?”
It had only been a few days!
You broke through again?
Ninth Uncle, who had been confident that Ye Mu wouldn't be able to break through too quickly, was stunned.
What kind of speed was this? At this rate, when that person from Nine Dragon Mountain arrived a month later, who knew who would fight who?
"I just broke through. I'm hesitating whether to look for you or not.”
Ye Mu pointed in the direction of the morgue.
"I think it's better for Ninth Uncle to go and take a look personally. Then, go to the Ren family as soon as possible. Otherwise, someone will die.”
"What?"
Ninth Uncle didn't react in time, and his expression changed drastically. He didn't even care about Wen Cai, who was groaning and complaining, and rushed towards the morgue like an arrow.
"Bang!"
He slammed the door open and turned on the lights as quickly as he could. The mess that greeted his eyes made Ninth Uncle stop in his tracks.
Ye Mu floated beside him."
"I heard a loud noise and rushed over. When I arrived, the zombie had already disappeared. It broke through the window and ran into the mountains. I wanted to look for you, but you and Wen Cai just happened to come back.”
After a moment of silence, Ninth Uncle ran out and shouted,"
"Ye Mu, I'm going to the Ren family. I hope I can make it in time. Help me keep an eye on Wencai. I'm worried that the zombie might return.”
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