Ninth Uncle sent Wen Caiqiu away and turned to Qin Feng,""Come with me!"
Qin Feng followed behind Ninth Uncle. The master and disciple entered the ancestral hall one after another.
"Sit down!"
Although Ninth Uncle still had a stern face, his expression was much gentler than before. He did not make things difficult for Qin Feng.
"Thank you, Master!"
Qin Feng smiled and sat down beside Ninth Uncle.
Ninth Uncle looked at Qin Feng strangely and asked,""Why would you think of raising a corpse?"
Qin Feng spread his hands and said disapprovingly,"If we don't raise zombies, do we raise ghosts? I'm not stupid."
Qin Feng secretly added in his heart," Can that thing be cooked?
Great-grandfather Ren was not an ordinary zombie. He was a mutated zombie. His strength was much more abnormal than zombies of the same level. His intelligence had just begun, so it was easier to control him. If he succeeded in refining it, it would be equivalent to having an additional killing machine. Refining such a machine was very laborious and expensive. In terms of the combat power of mutated zombies, it was definitely worth it.
"How do you know that Master knows how to raise corpses?”
The Maoshan Sect had a few branches, such as catching ghosts, raising corpses, controlling corpses, and herding corpses…There were all sorts of things.
Although they were all dealing with demons and ghosts, each sect was good at different things. Moreover, each sect had their own trump cards. Although they were in the same sect, no one was stupid enough to share their trump cards with others.
Qin Feng chuckled. He couldn't possibly say that he had seen him raising a little zombie in a movie in the future! "I guessed it!”
" Guessed?!"
Ninth Uncle glared at him, speechless.
Qin Feng smiled and spoke nonsense in a serious manner."Master is more powerful than the other uncles, so it's normal for him to know how to raise corpses!”
There were many reasons why he said that. Ninth Uncle and Shi Jian didn't get along. They didn't get along well. Shi Jian was a greedy person. Also, their great master favored Ninth Uncle. He gave several treasures to Ninth Uncle, which made Shi Jian even more unhappy.
Ninth Uncle was amused when he heard this. Who didn't like flattery? In terms of strength, he was the best among the Mao Mountain disciples of his generation.
It was one thing to feel good in his heart, but Ninth Uncle still pretended to be serious and scolded,"How can you talk about your elders like this? Brat, don't say that again.”
"I know."
Qin Feng chuckled and did not take Ninth Uncle's words to heart.
Ninth Uncle thought for a while and cleared his throat. He looked at Qin Feng and said seriously,""Lil Feng, it's not that I don't want to help you and don't want you to raise a corpse. Other than worrying about your master Bo Shi Jian, there are other reasons. Raising a corpse is not that simple. To raise a corpse, one must first refine a zombie. It also requires a spatial magic weapon. Spatial magic weapons are very rare. Only the sect that raises corpses has them. Your great master gave me a few trump cards, but there is no spatial magic weapon among them. I really can't help you with this.”
Qin Feng listened and couldn't help but laugh." That's easy. Master just needs to teach me how to refine zombies. I have a spatial treasure."”
"What did you say?"
When Ninth Uncle heard that, his eyes widened as if he had seen a ghost.
Qin Feng waved his hand, and the peach wood sword in front of Ninth Uncle was taken away by him. Under Ninth Uncle's shocked gaze, he waved his hand again and put the peach wood sword back.
"Why do you have a spatial treasure?"
Ninth Uncle was a grandmaster after all. He had seen the world and quickly calmed down.
Qin Feng shook the simple bracelet on his hand."Family heirloom."
Ninth Uncle didn't continue to dwell on this question. After thinking for a moment, he asked seriously,"Are you sure you want to raise him? I have to remind you that not only is it expensive to raise a corpse, but refining a corpse is also very troublesome. Zombies need blood essence and souls to refine. If you succeed in refining them, you won't be able to raise other zombies in the future..."
In Ninth Uncle's eyes, this zombie was just an ordinary jumping corpse. If Qin Feng wanted to raise a corpse, he was not the only one.
"Yes!"
Qin Feng nodded, his attitude firm. Old Master Ren was a mutated zombie. If he succeeded in refining it, he would have an awesome fighter in the future. It was equivalent to opening a cheat.
Ninth Uncle didn't know how perverted Great-grandfather Ren was. He just treated him as an ordinary zombie. He would take things one step at a time when it came to money!
Qin Feng suddenly thought of Wen Cai and quickly reminded Ninth Uncle,""Master, don't let Wen Cai guard tonight.”
"Why?"
"You also said that Wencai is heartless and can't be woken up even by thunder. With this big guy around, it's not appropriate for Wencai to guard him.”
Ninth Uncle nodded. With Qin Feng's words, he felt even more uncertain.
"What do you plan to do?"
Ninth Uncle naturally had his concerns. This matter was not simple. If Old Master Ren disappeared for no reason, he would not be able to explain himself.
"Master, we have no responsibility for Old Master Ren's matter. Didn't they say that they wouldn't cry until they saw the coffin? Old Master Ren is such a person."
"I know!"
Ninth Uncle raised his eyebrows and waited for him to continue. He also agreed with Qin Feng's statement. This matter was caused by the Ren family and the Feng Shui master. They were only doing things for money. Old Master Ren was the employer, so he naturally had a reason not to listen to them. They had done their best for this matter.
Qin Feng thought for a moment and said," Old Master Ren has turned into a zombie. According to the habits of zombies, the first thing we should do is to go to the Ren family to look for Old Master Ren. Let's split up. Master will stay in the mortuary while I go to the Ren family to guard it. Just in case, we might be able to save the Ren father and daughter from danger." Wasn't it said that saving a life was better than building seven pagodas? Old Master Ren will only be grateful to us and will not find trouble with Master because of this.”
Having said that, Qin Feng was also a little lacking in confidence. This was also his first time dealing with zombies. What if Old Master Ren did not return to the Ren family? He would have run for nothing.
When Ninth Uncle heard this, he felt a little upset."Are you asking Master to go easy on you?"
Go easy?
Could he say that Ninth Uncle was overconfident?
Qin Feng could only look at the sky speechlessly. No, he looked at the tiles on the roof.
"Master, I'm just saying that if a life is at stake, there's nothing wrong with being cautious, right?”
Ninth Uncle sighed. After a moment of silence, he said,""Alright, let's eat first!"
After dinner, Qiu Sheng rode his bicycle back to his room. Ninth Uncle sent Wen Cai back to his room.
As the night deepened, the coffin in the morgue moved. The ink thread tied to the coffin suddenly lit up with a golden light, and a thick corpse aura and Yin aura overflowed from the coffin.
With the double effect of the ink thread and the talisman, the coffin was not shaken open by the corpse qi and yin qi for a moment, but it kept shaking.
"Creak! Creak!"
Sure enough, Great-Grandfather Ren had already turned into a zombie. He was struggling to open the coffin lid, but the coffin lid was pushed open by him.
A hand with long nails poked out from the crack and happened to touch the ink thread on the coffin. The ink thread emitted a burst of light.
Buzz!
Great-grandfather Ren's hand was burned by the ink thread and he quickly retracted it.
Qin Feng and Ninth Uncle were still awake and had been paying attention to the morgue. When they heard the creaking sound, they rushed out of the room at the same time.
In the room, Wen Cai was still sleeping soundly. Fortunately, he was not asked to guard the morgue tonight.
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