Renjia Town, Yizhuang.

At night, the moonlight poured down, but it was a little pale and shocking.

In the morgue, Wen Cai was asleep on the side, not afraid of the corpses in the morgue, as if he had long been used to it.

But he didn't know, just as he was sleeping with his head covered, a coffin suddenly expanded and quickly propped up, as if it was about to fall apart at any time.

Click!

Suddenly, a slender and pale hand stretched out from the coffin, and five long black fingers on the fingers stretched out of the coffin, as if they wanted to crawl out of it.

The fingernails that gradually became pitch black were really panicking.

Soon, the palm of his hand touched the lid of the coffin, but there was a grid of red lines on the lid of the coffin with a lot of mana.

As soon as the palm of the hand touched, the red light on the lid of the coffin flourished, like an electric shock, the ugly palm was retracted with a thunderous momentum, and the coffin, which was originally opened by a small opening, was quickly closed and closed.

This fluctuation quickly alarmed Jiu Shu, who was not asleep, and even Jiang Que, who was asleep not far away, was awakened, but thinking that Jiu Shu had passed, he didn't do much.

After a while, the sound of Uncle Nine opening the door sounded.

When I opened the morgue, I took a picture of Wencai with a torch, only to see Wencai slept like a pig. He didn't notice any movement at all and didn't mean to wake up.

Looking at Ren Weiyong's coffin again, he found nothing, nothing happened, and nothing disappeared.

He also took a close look at the lid of the coffin, but found that the lid was covered with ink pipe lines, and there was nothing wrong with it.

Then, a voice came.

Uncle Jiu was taken aback, and quickly turned to the side. A not very bright oil lamp still found a shelf lying on the ground, but Wen Cai turned over and kicked it over when he slept.

Seeing him, he couldn't help but curl his lips and murmured, "Sleeping like a pig, this kind of person is the most suitable for guarding Yizhuang."

While talking, he re-covered Wencai's quilt.

"Ugh!"

In the end, Uncle Ji had no choice but to sigh with a look of helplessness.

Immediately, he couldn't help but glared at Wencai, and said: "I'm afraid he doesn't know if the sky is falling, but fortunately it is.

Otherwise, where can I find such a good heir? "

He hoped that Wen could inherit his mantle, guard Yizhuang, save the people, and pass on the matter forever.

As for Qiu Sheng, he is someone with an aunt, so he doesn't need Jiu Shu to worry about his career.

After helping Wencai to cover the quilt, Jiu Shu brought the oil lamp to the side of Ren Weiyong's coffin and listened carefully to the sound, wanting to hear what was going on in the coffin.

But since Uncle Jiu came, the corpse inside seemed to be quiet, and he didn't dare to top the coffin, everything was so quiet.

Whether there is a corpse is also unknown. However, no movement is a good thing for Jiu Shu, so he has more time to prepare the grave.

Even trying to get rid of the yin in the corpse, so that Ren Weiyong's corpse, no matter how special, would definitely not turn into a zombie.

Immediately, he checked the surroundings carefully, but found that there was nothing unusual, the roof was well covered, and the surrounding coffins remained unchanged.

In the entire morgue, apart from Wencai's snoring, there were no other voices in this space, but Uncle Jiu felt that there was an abnormality happening here, and always felt some danger.

As if there is a peerless evil demon awakening here.

The feeling of being in the dark is like stepping on hoofs and raising dust, the more quiet the more strange and terrifying.

At this time, a figure slowly walked in.

But it was Jiang Que who hadn't seen Jiu Shu return for a long time. When he saw Jiu Shu's vigilant look, he smiled slightly and said, "Brother, it's me."

Uncle Jiu approached with the oil lamp, and after seeing Jiang Que, he breathed a sigh of relief, "Junior Brother, why are you here?"

What is Jiang Que doing this night?

Before he could think about anything, Jiang Que explained: "I felt a strong suffocation rushing from the morgue, so I was awakened.

When I was about to check it out, I saw that you had already come. I wanted to leave it alone. Who knows if you haven't returned for a long time, I thought something was wrong.

So let me take a look!

Brother, you are fine. It seems that this old lady of the Ren family is still uneasy even if he is dead. Presumably the evil spirit came from him.

Brother, according to my opinion, this mighty body of Ren Weiyong has already begun to change, but I don't know why he can calm down as if he is wise.

Have you seen this situation? "

A wise zombie?

Is that still a zombie, or is it a psychic zombie?

After hearing the words, Uncle Jiu was taken aback for a moment, and then nodded and said: "Junior Brother, what you said is not impossible.

But I have never seen a zombie born with wit, so I don’t know if it exists.

But if it's as you said, I'm afraid the trouble will be big. "

Now Ren Weiyong is being suppressed. If he opens the coffin to see what happened, he is afraid that something will go wrong, and maybe the zombie will be released.

The wise zombies are far more turbulent and terrifying than the unwise zombies. Ghosts know what they will do.

Jiang Que also nodded slightly, and began to ponder, "Brother, you still have to prepare early, otherwise it will be difficult to deal with then.

If we burn it together with the coffin now, maybe not so much will happen, alas! "

But he also knew that Ren Fa would not agree.

So Jiu Shu also had to smile bitterly: "Junior Brother, should I think of another way? In case this zombie is really corpse, and if there is still wisdom, I'm afraid you and I are not opponents. UU Reading www.uukanshu. com"

Ordinary zombies are very powerful, not to mention wise zombies.

If that were the case, the corpse of Ren Weiyong was afraid that it would turn into a silver armor corpse, otherwise it would not hide from Jiu Shu and the others.

The two nodded tacitly and looked at each other a few times.

Jiang Que then comforted Jiu Shu: "Brother, now that the ink fountain line suppresses him, it should be able to delay for a while, at least it will be fine tonight.

The most important thing is probably tomorrow night, I'm afraid the ink pipe line will not be suppressed by that time, and the zombies will only come out of the coffin overnight.

But the master Ren was afraid that he was going to be unlucky. "

He never thought about saving people, as long as Jiu Shu, Wencai, and Qiu Sheng were all right, he didn't bother to take care of so many other people.

Uncle Jiu's expression sank, so he nodded and said, "Okay, then try to solve it tomorrow, otherwise I am afraid that something serious will happen."

At this time, Jiang Que asked again: "Brother, you have not started to practice the pre-Qin method that I taught you, it is a practice that can strengthen your body."

Hearing this, Uncle Jiu gave a bitter smile before sighing: "It's not that I don't want to practice, but that I don't have time to practice.

You can see, Junior Brother, I have been busy these days, so there is no time. "

Shaking his head, he laughed bitterly.

He didn't even have time to sort out his own Taoism, let alone other things.

Regarding this, Jiang Que just persuaded: "Brother, only when the strength is stronger can we better slay demons and exorcise demons!"

After speaking, he turned around and went back to the room, saying nothing more.

As for what Jiu Shu will think, it doesn't matter to him, he has reminded him anyway.

repair?

Still not fix it?

Uncle Jiu's face was solemn, and finally nodded in thought!

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