Six-year-old Taoist Master, starting with the maximum level of Lightning Palm
34 The Old Master came out of the cage, and Wen Cai blocked it!

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The night passed as if nothing had happened.

Although Ninth Uncle had put in a lot of protection and the ancestral hall had the ancestral tablet to suppress evil, the old man in the coffin did not wake up that night.

However, Ninth Uncle knew that whether it was the ink fountain net, talismans, or the ancestral tablets, they could only delay Old Master Ren's resurrection.

Therefore, Ninth Uncle had brought Qiu Sheng to the mortuary early on to find a suitable place to set up a formation and bury Old Master Ren.

Wencai stayed in the memorial hall to guard it.

When Ye Chen returned, the sky was already getting dark.

He walked to the gate of the mortuary and was about to call when a weak voice came from the courtyard wall.

" Little Uncle-Master, you really know how to play. Just play for a day and a night. Come back quickly…"

Wen Cai stood in the center of the courtyard with a depressed expression, waiting for Ye Chen's return.

The thought of being in the same place as a twenty-year-old zombie made Wen Cai feel uncomfortable.

It didn't feel like much during the day, but now that it was nearing dusk, the light between heaven and earth had dimmed.

Outside the mortuary, Ye Chen's pale face looked a little strange.

Little Uncle-Master…really knows how to play…One day and one night?!

What nonsense was this?

Although he didn't return to the mortuary to rest, he was doing something serious!

Ye Chen shook his head lightly, a smile on his face.

He smelled the fragrance on his body and felt that his reason was a little unfounded.

"It's fine if you're making things up for Senior Brother, but you're also making things up for me…"

Ye Chen narrowed his eyes and smiled," Today, little martial uncle will show you what it means to be difficult to raise only women and villains!"”

He dispelled the thought of knocking on the door and gently leaped onto the roof…

……

At night, the stars twinkled.

On the vast land, the moonlight was like water, and it was quiet.

The mortuary was peaceful.

"Hehehe…"

Wen Cai sat at the head of the ancestral hall's bed, facing the coffin. He was so nervous that he kept stammering.

Ninth Uncle didn't think much of it in the mortuary, but now he was the only one in the mortuary…

In an instant, Wen Cai's entire person did not feel good.

" Patriarch, please bless me, please don't let the old master jump out of the coffin…"

He walked up to the ancestral tablet, lit up the incense stick, and bowed with a trembling voice.

Perhaps it was a psychological effect, or perhaps it was the fragrance of the fire that calmed his mind. Wen Cai returned to the bed and sat down. His mood calmed down a little.

Even so, he did not dare to fall asleep. He leaned against the pillow and stared at the coffin without blinking.

" Little Uncle-Master, you've already promised Master. Why haven't you come back yet…"

Wen Cai was so anxious that he was about to cry.

The coffin was in the dark, like a dark abyss, as if a demon would jump out at any time.

Time passed slowly. He just watched and watched, and his eyelids became heavier and heavier!

The fear in his heart did not overcome his sleepiness, and Wen Cai fell into a deep sleep.

At this moment, the coffin that had not moved suddenly moved!

Thick corpse qi spread out from within, and the tightly shut coffin slowly opened.

Through the gap, two ghastly gray palms could be seen.

His fingernails were black and sharp, his palms were dry, and there was no moisture in them. His skin and flesh were like tree bark attached to his fingers. It was extremely terrifying!

As if it was touched, the ink threads that covered the surface of the coffin suddenly bloomed with golden light. It was like a dazzling golden net that firmly bound the coffin!

Zi ~

The ink thread was very tough and did not break.

However, the coffin was making a sound of being overwhelmed.

Suddenly.

Bang!

The bottom of the coffin suddenly exploded. The entire coffin shattered and rolled on the ground with a loud sound!

There was no ink thread under the coffin!

Wen Cai was instantly awakened by the sound. He sat up straight in a panic and looked towards the source of the sound.

In the next moment, his face lost all color!

A two-meter-tall ferocious zombie wearing a luxurious mourning robe and a red hat stood in front of him with his hands raised.

Unlike the lifelike Ren Weiyong when the coffin was opened, the current Ren Weiyong was extremely ferocious. His entire body was dried up, and his scarlet eyes hung on his ashen face. At a glance, it made one's hair stand on end!

His scarlet eyes stared at Wen Cai, filled with bloodlust and madness.

Wen Cai seemed to be intimidated by the terrifying pressure on Ren Weiyong's body. He wanted to run, but his legs did not listen to him at all!

"Roar!"

Great-grandfather Ren bared his ferocious fangs and roared as he jumped toward Wencai at high speed!

It had just woken up and was now filled with bloodlust!

Wen Cai was shocked and only then did he come back to his senses!

" Zombies are here!!!"

He wanted to run away, but his legs went soft!

"Don't come over!"

Wen Cai's face was filled with fear.

However, Great-Grandfather Ren did not stop even for a moment because of Wen Cai's wailing. As he walked and jumped, the ground shook!

Looking at the terrifying zombie, Wen Cai's eyes were filled with fear, and the shadow of death covered his heart!

"Ah!"

Great-grandfather Ren jumped to Wen Cai's side and clawed at him.

"Don't come over!"

Wen Cai closed his eyes and shouted, his body trembling uncontrollably.

A stream of water gradually spread on his pants.

He was so scared that he peed his pants.

He was already in complete despair. He could even smell the stench of decay on Old Master Ren's body!

"Don't touch my Martial Nephew!"

At this moment, a childish voice sounded.

As soon as he finished speaking, a small figure enveloped in golden light descended from the sky!

Boom!

Ye Chen threw out a punch like a dragon, landing on the old man's body!

The power of the Eight Extremes burst forth from the tip of his fist, and the hidden force was superimposed, hitting Old Master Ren's body!

He took a step back from the shock.

" Little Uncle-Master?!"

Wen Cai looked at Ye Chen, his face froze for a moment, then he was pleasantly surprised!

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