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

Phosphorescent like stars.

If it weren't for the uncle's wonderful world, changing the love scene of the golden wedding couple, there would be another kind of romance.

However, this is Uncle Ninth's world, so everything is suspicious.

"Qiu Sheng, don't move." Luo Chuan scolded him immediately when he saw Qiu Sheng was about to come in.

“People have poor strength, are greedy for everything, and gain nothing.” Uncle Nine stared at the waning moon in the sky.

The black cat quietly jumped onto the wall, its golden eyes flashing as it pounced on the faint windowsill with the might of a tiger.

Steady as the wind!

Luochuan stared at the black cat that suddenly appeared, ~the route was wrong.

The barren mountains and wilderness are lifeless!

"Is this black cat yours, Senior Brother?" Luo Chuan pointed at the black cat next to the window, standing next to the counter with a dark shadow. He couldn't understand why the black cat could use its four paws to slowly stop by the window.

It is rumored that cats have nine lives. I don't know if it is true or not.

"No, the man didn't have a cat. She didn't have a dog."

"That black cat is an uninvited guest. Brother, can Yizhuang cover the body with the coffin lid horizontally?" Luochuan knocked on the table.

Delay, delay

"Do it during the day, be careful with the candles!"

At some point, an old man walked out silently from the gate of Yizhuang, staring at the gate of Yizhuang intently.

Hey, hey, laughter!

"Uncle Jiu, the family is safe."

"Xiao Li, we are in the wilderness, let's go back to the city. Yizhuang is very remote, you can't come." Uncle Jiu warned.

"I know. Uncle Jiu, the human town still needs you to do your job."

Li Shanshan smiled, hunched over, holding the board in her hand, moved slightly, and her body became stiff. Luochuan looked at Xiao Li's back.

Unfortunately, some people don’t give up.

There are people guarding the barren mountains.

What kind of trick is this? Luo Chuan was very curious. In the hospital, the blood had not yet disappeared, and the bloody, cold and floating appeared in the void.

"Night Watchman, Xiao Li, didn't you die at home? Why are you also at the gate of Yizhuang..."

"What is it?" Uncle Jiu stared at Xu Chang in surprise. Very healthy.

"I returned home two days earlier than you. I haven't heard of this city yet. Xiao Li got sick and died. How come you are more informed than me..."

Uncle Jiu looked at Luochuan hesitantly.

"The funeral was held last night. Brother, didn't you notice?" Luo Chuan stared at Uncle Jiu. ...

Who is it, Ren Jiazhen? Is this still your territory?

“It seems like I met someone my own age in someone else’s town, Brother Lin.”

"Those who are traveling with me are my brothers from Maoshan, but there are not many who want to live together. Many of them are looking for a place to do business in Yizhuang. This is a way to make a living. Who is that?"

"Where is the papermaker at the entrance of the village?"

"How can a papermaker eat this meal? Besides, he's a half-buried old man. Why would he care?"

"Papermaker? The emperor's words and words were dragged to the residence.⑩What's wrong?

"Yeah. The school is different. Papermaker is also a very important person. Unfortunately, he was ambushed many years ago and survived hiding in the papermaker's shop..."

"Who said no? If he didn't have the chance, he might not live for more than a few years..."

"right."

"Where's the opera master?"

"Never heard of it..."

The hypocritical uncle couldn't think of anywhere else and ignored this place. As for others, Uncle Jiu had no choice but to look at the waning moon in the sky.

Leisurely gaze at the night sky, blocking out the sun.

The black cat looked at Uncle Nine leisurely.

I don’t think so.

"Brother Lin, black cats are a bit rare. Is it someone who deceived the corpse, or is it a resurrected black cat?" Luo Chuan stared at the leisurely black cat. ...

"Black cats are indeed rare."

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Uncle Jiu picked up the peach wood sword from the back wall and staggered towards the black cat.

Ah, yeah.

The black cat flew over, jumped over the railing in an instant, jumped up, rushed into the room, and squashed the three white cats with a purr.

An expression of contempt!

Haha!

Ok.

There are people in the Republic of China who can easily refine whether they are human, ghost, demon or devil. They laugh like yaks.

"The black cat is refined, bro. What kind of hands do you have?"

"no"

Uncle Jiu smiled awkwardly. Black Cat could jump up to the height of a three-story building, but he didn't have this ability, and he didn't know if the wooden building could bear his weight.

..... ... ....

If he accidentally damaged the roof, he would have no place to stay tonight.

"Then let me go. No matter if the black cat turns into a monkey or a ghost possesses the black cat. It is harder to say that the tomb frame is t than the magic disk. Fast forward?

Haha!

"I heard you say."

Uncle Jiu went down the stairs in Luochuan without struggling.

"Brother, please scare the black cat away. There are important things coming up and you need to abide by the law." Luo Chuan stared at the symbol of blood that was about to disappear.

But this is all my own blood.

Luochuan would be heartbroken if he disappeared innocently like this.

It's my own blood. Why did it go away without any effect? ​​He couldn't have shed so much blood.

"Xu Bu Si, what do you want?" The uncle frowned.

Luochuan was worried that he might do something inappropriate.

"Don't worry, I've become a symbol of blood anyway. If I just disappear like this, it would be in vain. Instead of watching the blood disappear, I might as well use it as waste. There may be other uses. If it's done, I'll be a zombie. Maybe you can climb to the first floor. At that time, Senior's brother might lose to my subordinates."

Luo Chuan walked out of the room.

In the lonely courtyard, there is only an ancient acacia tree, witnessing the rise and fall of Yizhuang.

Chapter 197: Fetching Water with a Basket

In a few years Yizhuang will no longer exist!

The rise and fall of the times gradually disappears with the end of the troubled times. In troubled times, Yizhuang can do nothing about it. When the prosperous times come, Yizhuang will also quietly become deserted with the departure of its owner.

Why has the coroner become a popular profession in this era? Please look at Brother Four Eyes. Your family's gold bars are all counted by box. Just for the troubled times.

Although demons will appear, most people do not have this ability.

Can span the world.

The birth of Zhuang Yi also marked the emergence and prosperity of corpse hunters. Ghosts from remote places would naturally come here to settle down.

If it's windy!

Misty, don't!

It's fog!

Luo Chuan stepped on the ground, and the black coffin "Five Six Seven" emerged from the soil. A figure in a black embroidered robe slowly appeared from the lid of the coffin.

Luo Chuan looked at the zombie doppelganger.

A look.

It hit the blood symbol directly.

He roared as he struggled.

Ah!

Uncle Jiu looked at Luochuan in surprise.

"Why are you so reckless? Aren't you ready yet?"

My uncle anxiously left the room.

Standing in the yard, watching Luochuan's clone solidify, I was deeply afraid that he would lose control and be killed by the zombie clone.

Haha!

Xu Bu Si stared at the zombie clone with helplessness on his face, and stared blankly at the painful zombie clone lying in a pool of blood.

The blood flowed slowly into the zombie's busy nasal cavity, and Luochuan took his seat, feeling the pulse of the zombie's busy dragon spine.

confusion!

Suddenly, Luochuan entered a chaotic place, his spirit stationed in the Yin meridian, and seemed dark and confused.

It's nothing.

There is no difference between heaven and earth, and no change in time! This Yin pulse looks very strange, and is different from the Yang pulse in the organism.

If you are alive, the dragon's back is as bright as the sun, but if you are dead, the dragon's back is as dark as the earth.

“Is this the Yin Pulse Space?”

The spine of the dragon hidden in the zombies is a little different than that of the living ones.

The blood was flowing, and Luochuan floated leisurely in the Yin veins along the blood trail.

"why?"

The strange thing is that in these places, the ghost fog seems to slowly turn into hemoglobin, and under the induction of longevity, the qi and blood condense.

Luo Chuan sighed.

"It really failed?"

I don't know how the ancestors in Maoshan territory turned zombies into true gods and made the world free. He has good talents.

But why is the gap so big?

He doesn't agree!

"What's wrong?" Uncle Jiu was still frightened and looked at Luochuan, whose face was pale.

"Nothing. Not a failure. It's a semi-finished product. Bloody, condensed in the Yin veins, it's a dark space."

dyed red.

"Generally speaking, I don't want to think about what your cultivation is. You are not the only senior who solidified the gasification liquid, wrote the Maoshan Notes, and was the mastermind. However, it is only natural that people with great Yin Shen rely on technology."

Haha!

Luo Chuan sighed.

"Compared to others, this product is thrown away. They are obviously the same person, why can the predecessors of Maoshan easily reach our generation, and it is as difficult as ascending to heaven?"

Luochuan was very angry.

"Pooh"

"Your child, when did you become so utilitarian? You don't even want to. People live in an era of spiritual energy. Immortals usually have simple meals and water to drink. How can you compare with the chaotic world without spiritual energy?" Uncle Jiu was looking at the waning moon under the shade of a tree.