My Master is Lin Zhengying

Even more bizarre.

The palms of their hands were cracked, bloody and muddy!

It was as if he had dug the soil before he was alive, and his hands were bloody and bloody.

In addition, there is a black mark between the eyebrows of these two people.

A small circle, the size of a beer bottle cap.

Uncle Jiu frowned and squatted down slightly.

He touched the black marks on the foreheads of the two of them with his hands, and his complexion became even more ugly.

Nan Chen said in a low voice:

"Master, did you see something?"

Uncle Jiu nodded slightly:

"If the master reads it correctly, this should be a kind of puppet technique that originated in western Hunan."

After Qiu Shengwen finished listening, he was puzzled:

"Xiangxi puppetry?"

"Master, is puppetry divided into regions?"

Wencai also asked a question.

Uncle Jiu put his hands behind his back:

"That's right, all schools and factions of puppetry are involved.

Compared with my Maoshan puppet technique, it is upright to the sun.

Harmless to human body.

On weekdays, you two use puppet charms to fight each other, and it is not likely that there will be mistakes.

But this Xiangxi puppet technique is derived from ghouls.

The object, also often a zombie, is a corpse.

It is convenient to control and drive corpses.

It's cold and fierce.

After the operation, the black mark on the forehead is the best proof.

Among them, the representative is the demonic method of the three corpses..."

After listening to Uncle Jiu's introduction, Qiu Sheng couldn't help asking:

"Master, you say so.

Could it be the three corpses who stole Nintendo's body? "

Nan Chen also had this conjecture and anxiety in his heart.

But right now, it's not certain.

Uncle Jiu shook his head slightly:

"It's not easy to say!"

But as soon as the words fell, Master Ren Weiren, who was kneeling on the ground crying before, had already stood up.

Hastily came to Uncle Jiu:

"Uncle Nine!

My father's body was caught and stolen.

The family member also died tragically under the sorcery, this is to make my Ren family lose all children and grandchildren!

You must be the master of my Ren family! "

After finishing speaking, Ren Wei fell to his knees with a "plop".

Ren Zhuzhu watched from behind and knelt down too.

Nintendo's tomb was stolen, but none of the funerary objects inside were lost, only the body was lost.

The servant's death was still so strange, and he was even affixed with a human-shaped black charm.

Even an idiot like the security captain Ah Wei can see that this matter must be handled by Uncle Jiu.

Ren Wei naturally also saw that this matter can only be done with the help of Uncle Jiu.

Others couldn't find his father's body at all.

Just hurriedly stretched out his hand to help Ren Wei:

"Master Ren, don't do this, the poor will definitely do their best."

Seeing Ren Wei standing up, the rest of the people also stood up one after another.

Old Ren Wei burst into tears: