Dragons only want to be in the water, and don't like to stay in the wilderness

Chapter 487 I'll find a professional hacker to help
"This is your great-grandfather!"

Chen Shunde told Sun Jing: "Don't be fooled by your grandfather's ugly appearance now. He may become even uglier in the future."

What does this say?

Chen Zhu ignored his grandson's nonsense and put candles on the food in front of him.

As the scent of candles burned, Sun Jing whispered:
"Grandpa, is my "dear" great-grandfather's birthday today?"

She was a little confused. What gift could she buy with the 86.6 in her pocket?
When buying cakes, Sun Jing always buys six-inch ones and even checks the prices on her phone.

"What are you thinking?"

Chen Shunde said unhappily, "It's okay if you don't want to learn, but you have to understand that zombies are dead people. Don't dead people eat these?"

At this moment, Chen Zhu took a deep breath towards the candle, and the food in front of him was swallowed into his stomach in one gulp.

"You know what, it tastes pretty good."

He took out his cell phone and started typing.

Everyone didn't move.

With this one bite, all the essence of the food on the table was absorbed.

"Grandpa, what do you think next?"

Chen Shunde asked in a low voice: "How about my grandson help you to attain salvation? Although it is difficult, it is not impossible."

"You keep trying to bury me."

Of course Chen Zhu refused to do that.

"I do have an idea, but you have to let me see your Yin Wu Lei first. If I'm in a good mood, I, your grandfather, will solve the zombie scourge in this world."

"Stop joking."

Chen Shunde simply didn't believe it: "Those powerful zombies are more powerful the older they are. Some of them have existed since the Shang and Zhou dynasties and have reached the level of Ba. Grandpa, your small body can't deal with them."

As for the zombie species, the older they are, the stronger they are, and the longer they have existed, the more powerful they are.

At the same time, if one happens to be buried in a very bad Feng Shui place, happens to be exposed to moonlight, absorbs the essence of heaven and earth, and happens to be a powerful figure during his lifetime, then there is a possibility that he will evolve into a Ba.

Once the Ba appears, it will be a natural disaster. There is a record that when the drought Ba among the Ba appears, the land will be barren for thousands of miles, and not even a drop of water will be left.

stay!
"You look down on your grandfather, don't you?"

Chen Zhu sneered, "If I say I can solve it, I can solve it. Not to mention Ba, even Ba's ancestors would kneel down and kowtow to me when they see me."

"Stop bragging."

Chen Meizi didn't believe it either and lit three incense sticks for Chen Zhu.

"Master, if you have nothing to do, go and absorb some moonlight. Our family is connected to both the black and white worlds. Although the black world on your side is a little weak, it will become powerful sooner or later. I believe in you."

Chen Zhu: ...

These days, no one believes the truth.

He didn't say anything, the fragrance smells good and must be a high-end product.

As expected of someone in this line of work, this is a perfect match for your profession!

After the meal, Sun Jing wanted to go back overnight.

"I...I have to go to work tomorrow. I finally asked my supervisor to give me an extra day. If I don't go now, I won't have perfect attendance this month."

"How much is full attendance?"

Chen Zhu asked casually, with big words scrolling on the phone in his hand.

Sun Jing raised two fingers.

"two thousand?"

"No, it's two hundred."

"Clap~"

Chen Zhu casually threw a gold bar at Sun Jing's feet.

"Take it and find another job. With our family connections and influence, what do you want? You look like a loser and bring shame to our ancestors."

Sun Jing's face turned red and she was a little at a loss.

"My dear, they are paying my pension insurance... Even though it's the lowest level, it's really hard to find a job like this now!"

She wanted to insist on saying something, but Chen Meizi frowned and said to Sun Jing:
"Oh, cousin, you are so domineering. You don't even want the gold bars given by your ancestors?"

bullion?

Sun Jing didn't recognize him at all just now.

She had never seen a gold bar.

"Wait, you mean, this... this is a gold bar!"

"What else? I also had gold bars before..."

Whenever Chen Meizi thought of it, he felt resentful, but in the end he gave it back to his ancestors.

He didn't dare to say it, because this was his ancestor.
"Boom!"

Sun Jing kowtowed to her ancestors on the ground and quickly put the small yellow croaker into her arms.

She quickly put on a bright smile on her face: "Grandfather, from now on Jing'er will stay by your side and honor you. Grandpa is not doing well, Jing'er will do well!"

This transformation and contrast is too great...

"Are you not afraid of me?"

Before the subtitles had even finished rolling, Sun Jing patted her chest and said:
"Afraid? I'm more afraid of being poor!"

I never thought that there would be a day when smoke would come out of my ancestral graves, and my ancestors would crawl out of the graves to lead their great-great-grandchildren to live a rich life... a life that would last for five generations.

Now, Sun Jing was no longer afraid. With the small yellow croaker as a medium and buffer, she now felt that her ancestors were kind.

Zombies? How can zombies have such clear minds and emotions? This is a medical miracle!

Moreover, there was no corpse smell on the ancestor's body. His body was clean and had a light scent of shower gel and wood.

Could this be a zombie?
"good. 』

Chen Zhu was happy and prepared to throw out another gold bar.

But he touched his arms.

It’s bad. I spent money too lavishly before and lost all the gold bars I had hidden on me.

How can this be good?

It feels good to show off your wealth for a while, but if Sun Jing knew that he had no money, she would probably run away soon.

We have to find a way to get some money.

The next day, he went to the underground of the Wu Lei tribe again to check Yin Wu Lei's information.

I have to say that the Yin Five Thunders is indeed effective. It cleverly allows the caster's mind to be in harmony with heaven and earth, thereby mobilizing the power of heaven and earth.

The power of the mind is very strong. Chen Zhu forgets what he sees as soon as he sees it, so he has to take a photo and save it on his mobile phone, planning to look at it day and night.

Just remember it first.

Sun Jing followed him, cooking and boiling water, and her face was filled with the happiness of a rich woman every day.

That small yellow croaker was sold for nearly fifty thousand, fifty thousand!

She had never seen so much money!

A month will pass in the blink of an eye.

Although Sun Jing didn't say anything, Chen Zhu was thinking that it seemed like it was time to pay salaries.

The child was very well-behaved and sometimes I could even guess his thoughts so that I could know what he was going to do without any tedious typing.

Plus she cooks and buys groceries for him, so she is very filial.

Apart from the initial scream, Chen Zhu liked it more and more as he watched.

We have to find a way to make money.

So he took out his cell phone and contacted Chen Meizi.

This kid was away for several days, and after discovering that he was safe, he plunged into the ocean of missions of the Five Thunder Tribe.

No care for the elderly and widowed people either.

"Ancestor, what do you want from me?"

Soon, Chen Meizi came over with some blood on his body.

The blood was black with a hint of dark green, and it looked like he had just dealt with a corpse.

Chen Zhu typed: "A lot of zombies?"

"A lot!" Chen Meizi sighed, "There are three to five cases every day in Qingyun City alone, not to mention outside the city. There is no way to control it."

"Um……"

Chen Zhu pondered for a moment, his eyes lit up and he said, "You said that Lin Fengjiao didn't become an immortal, and finally opened the gate of hell and died, right?"

"Grandfather, why are you asking this?"

Chen Meizi is confused?
"Doesn't he have a lot of burial objects?" Yes, Chen Zhu began to plot against his kind, wanting to do something shameful.

"Grandpa, are you out of money?"

Chen Meizi accurately figured out Chen Zhu's thoughts and said helplessly, "Forget it. The place where Lin Tianshi died is where the underground gate is. There are countless corpse ghosts alone. It's impossible for us to get there."

"Over the years, countless veterans from various sects have gone there, hoping to solve the source and restore peace to the world, but in the end, not a single one has returned."

He mentioned: "The situation at Maoshan is even worse, because it is the responsibility of their own sect, and the incense is almost gone."

So tragic?

Chen Zhu became even more excited.

"When they went, did they all carry magical instruments with them?"

"You must bring it, otherwise there is no chance of winning."

"Oh~ So that means that place is full of treasures now?"

"Your punctuation is really good."

Chen Meizi affirmed: "That's for sure. We tried many ways but couldn't get in. Scientific methods are useless and metaphysical methods are not enough."

"But don't even think about it. We can't get through."

"underestimate me?"

Chen Zhu snorted coldly: "Prepare a route for me. In three days, your grandfather will find an expert to lead us in and get the treasure."

If you sell the magic weapon, won’t you get money?

For this reason, Chen Zhu thought about it and decided to use plug-ins in the end.

"I'm already dead, so I'm not in a hurry to experience the life of a zombie."

He held his phone in his hand and took a handful of incense sticks and a stack of talisman paper from the materials department.

He held his head high and walked in front of the finance officer of the materials department with a swagger.

The finance guy's face turned green.

This is so troublesome. How do I keep accounts for all these?

He finally checked the surveillance camera and accurately counted a total of 108 incense sticks and 36 dozen paper money, and only then was he able to settle the account.

"Grandpa, what are you doing?"

Sun Jing found that Chen Zhu came back with a lot of bags.

"Come with me tonight. I need your help with something."

Chen Zhu is determining whether there are enough materials.

What is this going to do?
Sun Jing was confused, but still helped, and finally the old and the child arrived in the suburbs.

The taxi driver kept looking at them on the road.

"Are you sure you want to get off here?"

He kindly said, "I know it's open now, and you guys want to have some fun with cosplay or something later, but it's not safe in the suburbs at night, and you might not be able to get a taxi back."

"There's no way I can wait for you. As I said before, the suburbs are not safe at night."

He lowered his voice and said, "It's easy to run into unclean things. Don't say I didn't warn you."

"Now, on the way back, how about I give you a 10% discount on your fare?"

"Pap~"

Chen Zhu opened the car door and placed the things on the ground one by one without even looking at the driver.

One hundred and eight incense sticks were inserted into the ground in a regular pattern.

He drew lines in the center, lit the paper money, and the flames that reached the sky began to burn rapidly.

These talismans were not burned normally.

After fiddling with it for a while, the driver had already run away. Sun Jing was a little confused for a moment.

What exactly do we want to do?
Fortunately, Chen Zhu quickly handed her the phone and asked her to read from it.

“Is it Pinyin?”

She looked at the pinyin with different tones and found that it did not form an article, but a strange and awkward text.

"Do you want to read it now?"

She confirmed it and got Chen Zhu's approval.

"Um……"

This is the only syllable I can pronounce.

So, in the strange environment, in the firelight, Sun Jing held her mobile phone and half recited and half sang.

Chen Zhu then sprinkled the chicken blood he bought from the market along the lines.

This is a ceremony.

In the center of the ceremony, there is a mysterious symbol. If you want to see it clearly, I'm sorry, it's not something you can look directly at.

Everything revolves around this symbol. If a powerful person saw it long, long ago, he might be shocked.

This kind of symbol is the Taoist text, but why is it written on ordinary mud?

The earth cannot bear what this symbol represents!
As Sun Jing chanted and prayed, the text suddenly flashed.

The next moment, Chen Zhu stretched out his hand and reached into the Taoist text.

The ground was spreading like water, rippling, and Chen Zhu took out...

Another phone?
After the incense burned out, Chen Zhu breathed a sigh of relief.

He asked Sun Jing to stop reciting and typed on his phone:
"Okay, now put out all the open and hidden fires. Fire prevention in the wild starts with you and me."

He didn't want to set fire to the mountain and spend the rest of his life in jail.

"Is this the end?"

Sun Jing took another look at the phone.

Another look.

He looked at it several more times.

This was taken out from underground by her ancestor, Chen Zhu, but it was obviously not buried underground here.

She handled the open flame and deliberately looked at the center. There were only signs of burning on the soil on the ground, and no signs of prying.

In other words, my ancestor actually grabbed a cell phone out of thin air?

Special abilities? Or zombie abilities?

Storage space?

She couldn't figure it out, but she had a vague feeling in her heart that her ancestors might not just be zombies.

The grandfather and grandson returned to Building B of the Wu Lei Tribe.

When I came back, it was already very late, but Chen Meizi and Chen Shunde had not returned yet.

Apparently, they are really busy and the world is on the verge of collapse.

Fortunately, the savior came.

Chen Zhu was lying on the soft big bed, next to him was the coffin prepared for him by his grandson Chen Shunde. He didn't sleep.

Who would want to sleep in a coffin when there is a big bed?

I took out my phone and opened it to see the long-lost interface.

It has been a long time since he last used the phone. He left it in chaos. No time passed and countless years passed in the blink of an eye.

Today, it is still as good as new.

Zhu Ming: "@Uncle Jiu, are you still alive? Come over and help me."

Across endless time and space, a Taoist priest somewhere picked up his cell phone.

Ignoring the space gem in the room, Uncle Jiu felt his cell phone vibrate and hurriedly took it out.

It can be said that he has been able to get to where he is today entirely thanks to this chat group.

This day is only possible because of the chat group. When Uncle Jiu took it and looked at it, his pupils suddenly contracted.

Zhu Ming actually came to find him!
"Great God, what do you want me to do?"

"Don't ask so many questions, come and help me. Go to my junior brother Ao Hei to break the luck of the talisman."

Chen Zhu didn't say much and put down his phone.

Half a breath later, a figure appeared out of nowhere in the room.

Uncle Jiu quickly glanced around, "Master, Master, where are you?"

Chen Zhu held up his phone, and letters scrolled on it:
"Don't look at me, I'm here, I'm in the process of transformation, please do me a favor."

(End of this chapter)