Zombie: I made the immortal uncle Jiu by making clay figures

Even an ordinary person would inevitably grumble when seeing these things.

"Uncle Jiu, can we still move?"

"How about putting it back?"

"Master Ren, it's only been twenty years and it's already like this. If we put it back, it's hard to say what will happen in another twenty years."

As Uncle Jiu spoke, he pinched his fingers and began to calculate.

Just as I was counting, I heard Awei roar loudly.

Clang.

The coffin lid was pushed open and fell to the ground.

As the coffin lid was pushed open, a burst of black gas suddenly came out.

"this!"

Ren Fa was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

Awei was still thinking about showing off, but when he saw this, he immediately ran away.

"Such a strong yin energy."

The sky, which had been clear, became cloudy again.

Uncle Jiu looked solemn and walked forward to observe.

"It's been twenty years, and it hasn't rotted yet."

Looking at Old Master Ren's face again, it had become shriveled.

But perhaps because he was exposed to the light, within a few seconds, Old Master Ren's face began to swell, which was extremely weird.

Immediately, Uncle Jiu changed his mind.

"Master Ren, I'm afraid it's not feasible to move the grave."

"What's wrong, Uncle Nine?"

When Ren Fa heard what Uncle Jiu said, he plucked up the courage to stand next to Uncle Jiu and looked inside despite feeling nauseous.

Inside the coffin, Old Master Ren had his hands crossed and placed on his body. His fingernails were long and his face was swollen and purple.

"Master Ren, look, Master Ren's body did not decay even after his death. It was because there was a breath in his throat. When he died, his last breath got stuck in his throat, unable to go up or down."

Ren Fa listened with an unhappy expression.

In this regard, Uncle Jiu is the absolute authority.

"After a long time, this energy will turn into resentment, and the body will mutate due to this resentment, and eventually turn into a zombie."

"what?"

When Ren Fa heard this, his eyes were full of surprise.

"Uncle Jiu, you said, my old man has turned into a zombie?"

"That's right. Moreover, what Old Master Ren turned into was not just an ordinary zombie."

"Normal zombies are divided into walking zombies, black zombies, hairy zombies, jumping zombies, and flying zombies."

"So, which one did my father become?"

Uncle Jiu paused and became more serious.

"Among them, there are also special zombies."

When Ren Fa heard this and looked at Uncle Jiu's reaction, he understood.

The zombie that my father turned into must be a special zombie.

"Special zombies are divided into iron-armored zombies, bronze-armored zombies, silver-armored zombies, and gold-armored zombies."

As he spoke, Uncle Jiu stretched out his fingers and tapped twice on Old Master Ren's corpse.

When you knock on it, you can hear a few crisp bangs, as if you were knocking on an iron plate.

"Master Ren, you heard it too, right? The sound was like iron. It must be the Iron Armored Corpse."

"While it's still early, and Old Master Ren hasn't completely turned into a corpse yet, don't move the grave, just burn it."

Beside him, Ren Fa was silent for a while, looking even more embarrassed.

Ren Fa also understood the reason behind this.

Regardless of whether it was a zombie or not, it would not sound good to tell others that he was setting his own father on fire.

After holding it in for a long time, Ren Fa sighed.

After all, I just can't bear to do it.

"Uncle Jiu, is there any other way?"

Uncle Jiu, who was standing next to him, understood what Ren Fa meant when he heard it.

"Master Ren, please think carefully, Master Ren will soon turn into a corpse."

"The Iron Armored Zombie is no different from other ordinary zombies. It's not easy to deal with it now that it hasn't transformed yet."

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"If Old Master Ren starts making a scene, I'm afraid half of our town will suffer."

After hearing this, Ren Fa sighed, but he couldn't make up his mind.

"I can't. I'm afraid others will say I'm unfilial."

Ren Fa had a miserable expression on his face, and there was an almost pleading look in his eyes when he looked at Uncle Jiu.

Uncle Jiu shook his head and turned to look behind him.

At this moment, Qiu Sheng has returned with the medicine and is applying it to Wencai.

Then I saw Ren Tingting standing there, watching quietly.

He looked around and finally spoke.

"Well, since Master Ren doesn't want to, then take him back to the charity cemetery."

"It's safety, I can't guarantee it."

After saying this, Ren Fa nodded.

"In that case, thank you for your hard work, Uncle Jiu."

After bowing, Qiu Sheng finished applying the medicine to Wencai and came to Uncle Jiu's side.

"master."

"Well, how's your literary talent?"

"I just took the medicine and I feel much better. I can stand up now."

"Okay, let's go burn incense for Old Master Ren."

After saying that, Uncle Jiu called Awei and asked him to close the coffin lid again and carry it to the charity cemetery.

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Chapter 33: I am a very intelligent person, how could I lose to a clay figurine maker! ?

Chapter 33: I am a very intelligent person, how could I lose to a clay figurine maker! ?

Awei was a little unwilling this time and forced his team members to come up and carry the coffin.

A group of people walked in a mighty procession.

Ren Fa stood aside, waiting quietly for Uncle Jiu.

"Qiu Sheng, light the plum blossom incense array, and remember to tell me what the incense looks like when it burns."

"Ok!"

Qiu Sheng responded.

"I understand, master."

After saying this, Uncle Jiu turned around and was about to leave.

Just as he was about to leave, Wencai looked around.

"Master, what should I do?"

"Are you feeling better?"

"Ok!"

Wencai laughed twice.

"The medicine in our charity cemetery is really effective. I didn't feel any pain soon after applying it."

Hearing this, Uncle Jiu was stunned.

Yizhuang, where can I find such medicine?

But then, Uncle Jiu understood.

"Row."

I didn't care and didn't intend to delve into it.

"If you think it's okay, follow Qiu Sheng and burn incense together."

As he spoke, he looked around.

There are many graves and mass graves in the back mountain.

"Remember to light incense on all the graves."

"I know, Master!"

Watched Uncle Jiu, Ren Fa and Ren Tingting leave.

Qiu Sheng Wencai lit the incense and got busy.

"Qiu Sheng, your medicine is really effective."

"Hey, actually it was given to me by Boss Luo."

"Boss Luo?"

Wencai looked at Qiu Sheng in surprise.

"Isn't he a clay figure? And there is such medicine?"

"of course!"

"Boss Luo is amazing."

Wencai listened without saying anything, but he made up his mind.

If you have time, you must visit Luochuan.

"Wencai, please light the plum blossom fragrance array. I see there are too many graves on the mountain. It will be faster if we split up."

As he spoke, Qiu Sheng took out a handful of incense and walked towards the outside.

The graves on the back mountain are in a mess. Except for the open space in front of Old Master Ren, other places are basically crowded with graves.

There's nothing we can do, since this is a time of chaos.

Coming to a grave, Qiu Sheng looked at the photo on the tombstone.

"Looking at the photo, he looks quite young."

"Dong Xiaoyu, twenty years old."

Qiu Sheng sighed.

"It was such a waste. He died at the age of twenty."

As he spoke, Qiu Sheng took out a bunch of incense and placed them in front of Dong Xiaoyu's grave.