Time flew by.
Six days passed.
During this period, Fengyu, Leidian and Lei would come to Ninth Uncle's house from time to time to ask him questions about cultivation.
Ninth Uncle, on the other hand, threw all four of them to Qin Shiyi.
He even said that if the master had something to do, the disciple would do his best and give him a rare opportunity to train.
Good fellow!
Qin Shiyi's head ached, and he couldn't help but mutter in his heart.
What the hell?
What happened to the demeanor of a senior? Sure, he could be killed and not buried!
In the past few days, Old Master Jiang had come to Ninth Uncle several times to ask about the burial.
Ninth Uncle told him that three days later would be a good time for construction and construction.
Old Master Jiang received the news and left in satisfaction.
……
"The supper tonight is not bad. The snacks have some Jiangnan characteristics, and the Tieguanyin is also very authentic. It's really mellow!”
Qin Shiyi took a bite of the green dumpling and swallowed it with Tie Guanyin.
The soft and delicate feeling, coupled with the fragrance of the wormwood blended into the bean paste, simply left a long aftertaste.
He nodded and sighed at times. He picked up the plate and handed it to Ninth Uncle." Master, it tastes good. Would you like a green dumpling?"”
"You only know how to eat all day. Hurry up and pack up.”
Ninth Uncle lectured angrily with a fierce face.
"Got it. I'll get it done right away. I'll..."
Qin Shiyi nodded.
It was a little unsatisfied.
"Don't talk. Eh…something seems wrong!”
Ninth Uncle suddenly waved his hand, and his expression became serious.
"Master, what's wrong?"
Qin Shiyi was stunned. He couldn't help but frown.
He knew very well that his master had always been steady.
If the matter had not reached a very serious stage, it would definitely not be so serious.
At this moment.
Suddenly, a loud bang was heard!
The door was pushed open.
A figure rushed in with a red face, panting heavily.
"Taoist priest, something bad has happened!"
"The wax corpses in the ancestral hall suddenly went berserk!”
Old Master Jiang came to Ninth Uncle anxiously.
"What did you say?"
Ninth Uncle stood up abruptly.
"The wax corpse…for some reason, the wax corpse suddenly moved on its own!”
Old Master Jiang swallowed hard. His voice seemed to be stuck in his throat, making people anxious.
The guest room fell silent.
"No wonder, no wonder I'm always uneasy.”
Ninth Uncle's two thick eyebrows knitted together as he shouted,""Master Jiang, lead the way. Eleven, follow.”
Old Master Jiang nodded and turned around to lead the way.
The three of them rushed forward at an extremely fast speed, tossing and turning in the alley.
Just as Old Master Jiang was exhausted, an ancestral hall suddenly appeared in front of him.
The entire ancestral hall was not small in size. It emitted an ancient texture and was completely grayish black.
The painting on the wall was also extremely exquisite, and it should be quite old.
"Kaka!"
"Kakaka!"
Suddenly, there was a crisp sound.
The copper lock on the door of the ancestral hall could not bear the weight and finally broke.
Ninth Uncle looked up and saw that the candles on both sides of the room were flickering non-stop.
A bone-piercing cold and a slightly stinky aura assaulted his face. The surroundings were like an ice cellar, causing Old Master Jiang to involuntarily shiver.
At the same time, with a series of rumbling sounds, a strong resentment filled the air.
"Not good!"
"Corpse transformation, it's about to resurrect!"
Qin Shiyi's eyes narrowed when he saw this. He was prepared to attack at any time.
As soon as he finished speaking, a few wax corpses appeared.
The wax on the surface of the body had begun to melt, and the wax dripped down the body.
The smell was particularly pungent, so much so that one almost vomited out the last night's meal.
When Old Master Jiang saw this strange scene, he could not help but exclaim.
Hearing the noise, the wax corpse was immediately attracted.
Stretching out his two stiff arms, he jumped out from inside!
Their expressions were twisted as they roared crazily and charged in the direction of Old Master Jiang. It was as if they had seen delicious blood.
Ninth Uncle's expression darkened, and a sharp light flashed across his eyes.
Without a word, he took out his peach wood sword.
Tilting upwards!
Then, his body moved like a swimming dragon, stepping on the Stellar Steps. He stepped on the Seven Star Steps on the spot and chanted an incantation.
" True Monarch Three-Mao is right in front of us. The gods return to the temple, the ghosts return to the graves, and the demons return to the mountains and forests. Everyone is safe and sound. Quickly carry out the decree of the founder of Mao Mountain..."
As Ninth Uncle chanted a series of incantations, the wax corpses suddenly trembled and opened their eyes.
Bloodthirsty and twisted, he struggled with all his might.
Ninth Uncle's expression did not change. He gently tapped the ground with the tip of his sword.
Qin Shiyi saw a golden ripple spreading forward rapidly.
Wherever the golden ripples went, they were like invisible chains that bound the wax corpses and made them unable to move.
"Phew…"
Ninth Uncle took a deep breath and felt relieved.
There were at least dozens of wax corpses in the ancestral hall. It would be a headache for them to jump around.
"Eleven, stick the corpse suppression talisman on their heads and put it back in place.”
Ninth Uncle took out a stack of talisman papers and handed it to Qin Shiyi.
"Ah!"
Qin Shiyi took it and glared at the pale Old Master Jiang.
It was as if he was saying,'It's all your fault.'
Why did he have such a strange hobby? Was it fun?
Was it good to be dismembered by zombies? Now you know how to be afraid!
However, before he could finish his thoughts.
Ninth Uncle suddenly turned around and ran toward the gate of the Jiang Residence.
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