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

"Brother, what are you talking about? I don't think I've ever promised you anything."

"hehe."

Luochuan looked at his stingy uncle with contempt.

"Brother, I answered '570' and promised the black cat. She will live well and be buried. So, she must be blessed. Tomorrow, since I am going to move the coffin for Mr. Ren, I will also bury her body." Luochuan said.

"Ah, that's what happened. Can't my brother bleed too much? 'What happened to Uncle Jiu? What happened?

aim!

The black and white cat instantly grabbed Bai Rong's nails.

"I am very rich.".

Haha!

Luochuan hugged the black cat.

"Brother, you know what it's like to be a master and an apprentice. I don't have any money. A few days ago, you took half of the gem from me. Forget it."

Haha!

Uncle Jiu smiled embarrassedly.

"How could I forget? Since you asked, Master and Disciple, Senior Brother, must agree."

Luochuan nodded.

Put the black cat on the ground and play by yourself.

Lie in bed.

Luochuan slowly fell asleep.

I'm a little tired.

Bleeding in the morning, dizziness in the afternoon, and ghost disappearance at night.

This day was exciting.

I haven't felt this way for a long time. It's like I'm back to when I was an apprentice at Maoshan, when things weren't so chaotic.

The black cat looked around and seemed a little tired.

He jumped onto the bed, slowly closed his yellow eyes, and fell asleep.

As for the evil doll, it is not here to cause trouble.

Luochuan nodded.

"Not bad. Not a naughty boy."

dawn!

Luo Chuan was directly awakened by the black cat's little paw, which seemed to be saying, "It's time to fulfill the promise made last night."

"Okay."

Xu Bu Si stood up helplessly, opened the doors and windows, and a ray of sunlight from the top of the mountain shone into the yard of Yizhuang. Luo Chuan narrowed his eyes.

Holding hands, slightly blocking the red sun.

The black cat followed Luochuan and pointed in the direction of the door.

"Please don't be anxious. Haven't you seen a professional yet?" Luo Chuan sighed.

The protagonist today is not me, but Uncle Jiu!

"Luochuan, you woke up so early." Uncle Jiu stretched out his lazy hand and shook it. His eyes stared at Luochuan.

"Good morning, brother, you are a little lazy. In the morning, shouldn't you absorb the first ray of purple sunshine?"

Luochuan laughed at himself.

"Dude, you're playing tricks on me again. Where is the Purple Spirit? At the beginning, when the rooster didn't crow, we got up to practice. I didn't know it was a dream until the end. When I first started learning something, I gently asked my teacher that the first purple air tube was useless. What do you think your master answered me?"

Uncle Jiu smiled slightly.

Staring at Luochuan with dull eyes.

"How can you answer? This is not the old way...

Luo Chuan took a deep breath.

"Manchester United? Yeah!"

Uncle Jiu sighed and thought of Monk Huang who lost his two front teeth when he was learning martial arts at Maoshan.

After all, I didn't make it through the winter. I always dreamed of lighting a small stove for him, and I also gave him many tasks.

Hey!

"I miss my master."

"Hmm. I don't know who lost the leaky front tooth, and I still don't know the old man's tone." Luo Chuan looked at Uncle Jiu curiously.

He is undoubtedly the disciple that the Maoshan leader has high hopes for.

He was most likely to become a disciple of Yin Shen. Therefore, the position of the money printing boss was not given to Maoshan's head Shi Jian, but to Uncle Jiu.

"My front teeth are missing."

Uncle Jiu glanced at Luochuan with contempt.

"What hobbies? I will only tell you when I hear other people's pain."

"Yes, this appraisal belongs to the owner. Is it his only pride? If I were you, I would definitely get myself porcelain teeth."

"Pooh!"

"What are you talking about? What are porcelain teeth?"

Uncle Jiu looked curious, as if he was asking something terrible.

"Western ghost stuff?"

Luo Chuannan smiled.

not much.

I missed it. It is the knot between the Republic of China and the West. I don't think there is such technology. How can he explain it online, etc.

Go dream.

No one knows, just treat it as an ordinary little thing.

He didn't know how to explain it anyway.

The hotel uncle didn't mind either.

After all, with many years of experience, he knew that Luochuan always said strange things, and he had long been used to it.

"Let's go and see if there's anything wrong with my old man." 1.5 Luochuan made an excuse and forgot about the porcelain teeth.

"Um"

Wild mountains and ridges.

A blessed place on earth.

Luochuan frowned and stood on the edge of the cliff, overlooking Renjia Town with an unobstructed view.

It is indeed a Feng Shui treasure land, and the scenery is amazing!

The foot of the mountain is lush and green, and further away is the appearance of small towns, scattered in many places.

“Nice view, nice place.”

Roll it up lightly.

The land under our feet and the red soil not far away are like two worlds, one is red and black, and the other is white and sprinkled with salt.

Are they two completely different places?

This is an artificial landscape.

"Snow covered the upper part"

"Give me some water!".

Chapter 203 Misfortunes never come singly

The uncle stared intently at where the priest lived.

"Yes. Zhuge Kongfang's arrangement is really not ventilated, and it has allowed the family to live in peace for 20 years. Feng Shui, start calculating now." Luochuan snorted coldly.

I just don't know who I'm making a wedding dress for.

Is the method always so easy to get along with?

If there were not enough benefits, he would ask Zhuge Kongfang to send him there.

"Zhuge Kongfang not only hurt his master's family for life, but he is also immortal and cruel."

"What is it? Uncle Jiu, I don't know what you said." Master Ren stared at Uncle Jiu anxiously.

The sun above my head is very bright.

Moreover, the weather was very hot, and in turn a cold wind blew through it, just like snow in winter.

Change the Feng Shui according to the formation.

“Master Ren, how did you occupy this Feng Shui treasure land? Otherwise, he wouldn’t have plotted against your family. Monks and ordinary people are from two different worlds.” Uncle Jiu stared into the master’s eyes.

Master Ren said with emotion.

"Of course, I bought it. I hired a Feng Shui master. I paid him fifty taels of silver to find the treasure land."

Luochuan looked at his master's exaggerated five fingers.

Haha!

Luo Chuan sneered.

“Master Ren, an ordinary Feng Shui master might be willing to add fifty taels, but if it’s an outsider, you can’t settle it with money.”

The master coughed unnaturally.

The beginning of the matter was, of course, not as simple as he said. He found it after he had spent all his money. If it weren't for the Feng Shui master at the time, he really wouldn't be willing to give him this precious land, nor would he allow others to take away the Feng Shui.

Hey!

"Master, I have offended someone I shouldn't have offended. I'm afraid Master Ren's body has changed. I think it would be better to have a direct spark when digging."

Uncle Nine stared at Master Ren with heavy eyes.

“No, absolutely not. My father is the ideological root of the younger generation. How can he be cremated?” Master Ren shook his head hurriedly.

He is in town. A big family, the ancestors have been cremated, is he still a filial son?

The spine was stabbed.

"Uncle Jiu, you can put the money in, but you must not cremate it."

The master waved Uncle Jiu's arm anxiously.

“Forget it, we can only watch it step by step. If it is impossible, I hope the master will not stop us. Otherwise, after the master’s body changes, your family will definitely be slaughtered and turned into zombies.”

Luochuan stared vigilantly into the depths of the forest, where crows gathered together, looking at each other, and staring at them silently.

"coming."

Luo Chuan sighed.

This is always inevitable!

"What's coming?" Uncle Jiu's ears tinnitus.

He stared at Luochuan in confusion for a moment.

"Zhuge Kongfang, Mr. Gu."

"what."

Who are they?

The pretend master panicked and hid behind Uncle Nine, looking nervously at the darkness in the forest. It seemed as if countless pairs of red eyes were staring at him.