Zombie: Covering the sky with one hand, taking Uncle Jiu as my master from the mortuary
14 Are you not giving my master face?

Yue Zhi Qi

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"Why are you crying? You're not dead!"

Lin Jiu hated this kind of crying person the most. It reminded him of a stinky bitch!

"Qiusheng, carry her back to the mortuary. This place is not suitable for treatment!”

"No need, Master, I can do it! I can do it!"

At this time, Wen Cai was brave enough to show off. He pushed away Qiu Sheng, who was about to carry Ren Tingting.

"There's a knife in the head of a lecher, Senior Brother!”

How could a bootlicker have a good ending?

Wen Cai was a country bumpkin. How could Ren Tingting, who had seen foreign bananas, be interested in them, let alone in a situation where her family was almost dead?

The scattered servants, led by a group of security guards, once again rushed into the Ren residence. The leader was the security captain, Ah Wei.

Captain Ah Wei trotted into the room with a wooden stick and shouted loudly when he saw the messy room.

"I am the security captain. Where is the murderer? Surrender quickly!”

As soon as he entered the door, he ignored the corpse lying at the door and stepped over it. He rushed towards Wen Cai, who was hugging his cousin, and raised the wooden stick in his hand, wanting to hit him.

"F * ck, let go of my cousin!"

"Captain Ah Wei, stop for a moment. If you delay any longer, your cousin will not be able to be saved!”

Seeing Wen Cai take a hit, Lin Jiu raised the wooden stick and said in a deep voice,"

He let go of the wooden club in his hand, took out the musket at his waist, and pointed it at Lin Jiu.

"Do I need you charlatans to treat my illness and see a doctor?”

"Hurry up and put down my cousin, or else…I'll make a few holes in your bodies!”

Ah Wei said as he swung his pistol at them.

Zhang Wenjie was already unhappy that Grand Master Ren had run away. Seeing this little bastard holding a broken toy in front of him, he raised his hand and instantly stabbed a demon-subduing needle into Ah Wei's right hand.

"Ah!"

Ah Wei let go of the gun in his hand in pain. A few security guards behind him saw that their captain was at a disadvantage and quickly pointed their guns at Zhang Wenjie.

"Captain Ah Wei, who in Ren Jia Town doesn't know my master? You don't think that a few fire sticks can do anything, do you?”

Zhang Wenjie held a few Demon Subduing Needles in his right index finger and thumb as he looked at them with an ordinary tone.

"To put it bluntly, if I can shoot your hand, I can naturally aim at other places. Do you want to try?”

Looking at the end of the needle in the captain's hand and then looking at the length of the iron needle in Zhang Wenjie's hand, the team members subconsciously swallowed two mouthfuls of saliva.

There was a god within three feet of him. Ninth Uncle and the others, who dealt with the dead, naturally knew him. Naturally, they were afraid that they would offend this jumping god and die without knowing how.

"You…"

Seeing his lackeys put away their guns, Ah Wei stared at Zhang Wenjie.

"Ah…Captain Ah Wei, the murderer…the murderer is Old Master Ren, it's Old Master Ren, this…corpse transformation! It must be a zombie transformation! Old Master should not have disturbed the ancestors. It was retribution!”

An old man among the servants said with a trembling voice.

"Are you f * cking eating sh * t or are you suffering from dementia? How could my granduncle…"

Enduring the pain, Ah Wei's face turned red as he pulled out the long needle from his hand!

"Young Master Ah Wei, I've been in the Ren family since I was young. I definitely won't mistake Grand Master Ren's appearance. Even if…even if his face is disfigured, I won't mistake him for Grand Master Ren!”

Ah Wei was holding the old man by the collar. Ah Wei thought that the old man would be intimidated by his righteous gaze and give himself away, but when he looked closely, he couldn't see that he was faking it!

"It doesn't matter if you don't believe it. If your cousin likes it, take it away. However, she was injured by the corpse transformation of Grand Master Ren. If she isn't treated in time, she will soon become a blood-sucking zombie!”

"Besides…"

Zhang Wenjie took out a cigarette, took out a match from his pocket, lit it, and inhaled deeply. He blew out a smoke ring, and the smoke ring moved and became bigger.

" After a corpse changes, it instinctively feeds on the blood of its kin. Old Master Ren is dead, and Miss Ren is about to follow in his footsteps. Moreover, you are related to the Ren family, so there is a high chance…"

Zhang Wenjie was clearly trying to scare this trash. This kind of puppet thrown out by Ren Fa must be a simple-minded person. After being scared, it would automatically imagine things!

"Are you sure?"

Ah Wei met the old man's determined gaze. He let go of his hand and quickly jogged to Lin Jiu's side with a wretched smile on his face and a flattering voice.

"Ninth Uncle, what should we do now?”

Lin Jiu was very satisfied with Captain Ah Wei's performance, and he was even more satisfied with his disciple Zhang Wenjie's style.

Not only did he solve the problem perfectly, but he also made himself look good. As for the method, he naturally ignored it!

"Gather all the corpses in the house and burn them!”

"Remember to burn it with coal. Don't stop until it's burned to ashes!”

" Ask if anyone else has been injured by the corpse transformation of Grand Master Ren. If they are injured, bring them to the mortuary immediately. Don't miss a single one. Otherwise, there's a high chance that they will transform. Once they do…"

Ah Wei was frightened by Ninth Uncle's last sentence. If he were to turn into a corpse after being injured, once one of them was exposed, wouldn't the entire Ren family town be filled with those damned things!

"Don't worry, Ninth Uncle. I'll definitely complete the mission!”

Ah Wei complimented Lin Jiu and told him that he would not make any mistakes. He turned around and roared at his lackeys who dared to retreat.

"Damn you, didn't you hear Ninth Uncle's orders? What are you still standing here for? Get the security team to come over immediately and bring me a cart of charcoal!”

Old Master Ren was dead, and his position as the captain of the security team had become a castle in the air. Now, Ninth Uncle's thigh was very thick, so how could he not hug it tightly!

Ah Wei took charge of everything and even personally stayed behind to deal with the Ren family's problems. After all, he had the advantage of being innately related.

The mortuary was in a mess, but it didn't matter. After all, it had already become ruins!

However, there was no problem with other parts of the body. Zhang Wenjie took out a cigarette and handed it to his master, Lin Jiu, before lighting it himself.

"Hiss…Hu ~"

"Wenjie, have you guessed something?”

Sitting on the armchair, Lin Jiu guided Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai in treating the wound on Ren Tingting's arm. He blew out a smoke ring and examined Zhang Wenjie beside him.

"Master, it's inevitable that someone is up to something, and that person is 90% likely the Feng Shui master from back then!”

"I think the feng shui master is just a disguise. He's probably a Taoist priest like Master, but I don't know which sect he's from!”

"Just as I thought!"

After Lin Jiu boasted, he looked at Wen Cai's wretched smile and snorted.

"Isn't that good? If it works, then we'll be on the same side!”

Lin Jiu glared at Zhang Wenjie, who didn't seem serious at all. How could he spout such nonsense!

After applying the medicine, Lin Jiu put out the cigarette. He still didn't like smoking like this. He pointed at the dozing Qiu Sheng and ordered.

"Qiusheng, boil some water with glutinous rice and wait for Miss Ren to wake up before taking it!”

Wen Cai sat at the side and looked at the unconscious Ren Tingting. Qiu Sheng, who was busy in the kitchen, walked out.

"Master, I haven't been back to my aunt's house for two days. I'll go back and tell her that I'm safe. The glutinous rice in the kitchen is almost used up.”

"Remember to go to Wen Ji to sell it and let the boss record it!”

Every Taoist priest had a rice shop they were familiar with, and Lin Jiu was no exception!

"Alright, Master!"

With messy hair, Qiu Sheng left the mortuary on his bicycle.

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