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

"Master, no, the tombstone is speaking." Qiu Sheng trembled and hid behind Uncle Jiu.

"Kid, this is the result of your greed for money. Please remember. Not all money is yours." Luo Chuan gently kicked Qiu Sheng to the ground again.

Kneeling in front of Xiaoyu's tombstone.

Chapter 205: Appearance (Please collect. Please recommend)

"That makes sense." Luo Chuan nodded.

Although the money has been collected, there is no reason to refund it.

"Bullshit." Qiu Nuo said a bad word and fell silent.

At first, I felt very lucky because he was the adoptive father of Dong Xiaoyu's child.

"Qiu Sheng, stay away from me."

Uncle Jiuyi kicked Qiu Sheng away with a kick that almost broke his arm.

"Brother, did you see anything?" Uncle Jiu squatted around the deep pit. Looking at the deep pit, the snakes and ants seemed to have lived here for 20 years.

dense.

It's clear at a glance.

A few tens of thousands.

"After 20 years of planning, when the Internet is shut down, we naturally have to do a lot of writing to deal with it. Brother, if you hadn't come today, my father-in-law's coffin might have been blocked by these bugs."

Luochuan couldn't help but look into the depths of the forest.

It's easy to calculate!

kindness.

It’s a good method!

If you work hard in the future, Zhuge Kongfang and Mr. Gu will get what they want.

He couldn't understand why Zhuge Liang nonchalantly asked Master Ren to carry the coffin 20 years later.

Wouldn't it be better to remain silent?

Why should the victim be notified?

Aren't you causing trouble for yourself?

Uncle Jiu raised his head and curled his lips, as if he saw through Luo Chuan's suspicion.

"If you were an ordinary person, you would open the coffin and look at the corpse, and you would definitely be able to revive the old man inside. This is what you want Zhuge Kongfang to see. You don't have to do anything for your two husbands, just let the old man suck the blood of his descendants, it will save trouble."

"It's easy."

Luochuan shook his head.

This is a theory of the past, but only of the past. If it is night, wouldn't it be better to go directly to any government and have a good meal?

When triggered by blood, zombies will become more ferocious.

"Open the coffin and take a look at our old man." Luo Chuan reminded Uncle Jiu.

These bugs are just porters, they are the real reason, but they really turned into zombies, ordinary people, even if they were buried? There are no zombies on the ground (agbf).

Disaster for future generations.

That is, every household seems to be hiding a secret that they themselves are unaware of.

"Open the coffin. People belonging to the Chinese zodiac signs like chicken, pig, and dragon, do sit-ups without looking at the coffin."

In order to pry open the coffin, the servants of the subordinate tried to pry it open with sticks.

But there is no way.

"The priest doesn't seem to want to bask in the sun."

“It’s not for him to decide.”

The drunk uncle stroked the coffin with both hands. The yellow symbol on his hand was directly pasted on one-third of the coffin lid.

Now, the quiet blue light begins to burn.

Drifting away in the wind.

"Lift up the coffin."

Qiu He picked up the crowbar and pried open the coffin. His face was pale and he stared at the coffin with some surprised soul, as if his father had fallen asleep.

In appearance, I am actually getting younger.

Bright red face and white teeth.

The official uniform of the Qing court represented his previous position.

Cranky flies.

“Brother, Mr. Ren’s face is very vivid. There are faint signs of blinking.”

"Old but not dead, it is regarded as stiff. Mr. Ren was pregnant and raised in this magical burial ground for 20 years. Not surprisingly, his descendants have worked hard."

"Master, look..."

"It can't be roasted. I believe that even if he becomes a zombie, Uncle Jiu's methods are enough to suppress him. Let's just bury the coffin tomorrow. What do you think of Uncle Jiu?"

The uncle hesitated.

Cremation is not popular now. Burial in a grave is the vision of these big men. Even ordinary people, if they have the ability, will bring people who live outside back home to bury them.

That is to say, the bodies without family members will be buried somewhere randomly. What's worse is that there may be only the possibility of the bodies breaking apart in the wilderness.

"Hubby, I may not live to see tomorrow." Luo Chuan knocked on the door.

He understood Master Ren's idea and didn't want to be criticized or scolded by future generations. However, compared with life, empty words seem a bit insignificant.

"Uncle Nine..."

"Can't we continue after just one night?" Master Ren was a little flustered.

My heart was beating faster too.

be the enemy.

If he were to act dictatorially, every family would be ruined.

"One night, it's not impossible, but what will happen after that? Leave it to the master and he can arrange it. He can only be a thief for a thousand days, but he can't guard against thieves for a thousand days." Uncle Jiu warned.

“Is there any possibility of reconciliation?”

"I have money. I have given them more than their generation ever had." The black man called back as his master walked towards the forest.

"Money is something outside of our body. We outsiders want more than just money." Zhuge Kong was a little embarrassed and walked out of the forest.

In the forest, you seem to have encountered something extraordinary.

Zhuge Kong Fang.

The master pointed at him with his shaking hands.

His hair is as white as a beggar's.

Where is the original immortal bone?

Weather for fortune tellers and geomancers.

"This is all thanks to the young master. Why are you so surprised to see an old friend today?"

Zhuge Kong took the compass and walked from time to time to occupy an advantageous position.

"Zhuge Kongfang, why are you still here? I'll take you to...

What was even more terrifying was that Master Ren’s hands were shaking and he was too angry to speak.

"Teacher, why didn't you say it? When did I not learn any skills? Then, I received your money. Naturally, I can find a place with unique advantages, but you seem to be wary of originality. He sent people to hurt me and drove me out of any town."

Zhuge Kongfang stared at his master with sarcastic eyes.

"It's all my fault. Should I bury Mr. Ren in the second-class land that the poor originally chose?"

“Yes, how?”.

Chapter 206: Anthropomorphism (Please collect)

Master Ren glanced at Uncle Nine beside him, looking calm and composed.

Refuse to lose face.

"too late."

Zhuge Kong squinted his eyes and looked at the deep pit under his feet.

Surrounded by dense insects.

Devour the other maggots around the opponent. The moment of battle.

Limbs, venom, and blood mixed together.

"It's a pity that we're a step late." Zhuge Kongfang shook his head.

"My friend, I did something bad in front of my master, but friends shouldn't get married. I don't know if I can get rid of the regret I feel now." Uncle Jiu held the sword of the peach tree quietly.

"Well said, Lin Jiu. People give you face. If I don't want it, what do you want to do?" Zhuge Kong spat in the deep pit.

The calm burrowing insect suddenly crawled into the deep pit quickly as if it had encountered a strong enemy.

A long snake crawled up, and the toad stepped lightly on the water and jumped up.

Xu Dongqing threw the yellow symbol into the deep pit.

Thick black smoke billowed out.

"Xu Bu Si, you shameless villain, you also want to quarrel with me."

Zhuge Kongfang touched the compass with his hand and pointed at Luochuan with trembling hands.

"I can not."

Luochuan does not take Zhuge Kongfang seriously, thinking that he is a useless general with great talent. Although he is of the same lineage as Zhuge Kongping, his talents are far from those of Zhuge Kongping.

Otherwise, he would not be fired.

It's the fat guy.

Zhuge Kongfang couldn't wait to tear Luochuan apart. When he was in Liwan, he agreed.

"Broken Promises"

"Isn't this a common operation? Isn't extramarital affair our theme? Zhuge Kongfang has lived for a long time, and he still looks innocent. If you don't ask the old man, he won't feel at ease to send me the gold and silver financial report, but there are interesting things hidden in it."

Luochuan looked at the old man and walked away slowly.

"Mr. Gu, aren't you going to intervene?"

"It's not time yet. Let's meet in the evening. Let Zhuge Kong Fang have fun." Deep in the forest, a figure stopped, turned around and opened his mouth gently.

Luochuan looked at the sharp-eyed, limping Pharaoh.

I'm a little curious.

"Zhuge Kongfang, what did you encounter in the forest just now?"

"Nothing to do with you."

Zhuge Kongfang took three steps back and two steps to the left.

"Zhuge Kongfang, don't waste your energy. The two of us here, Brother Lin and I, and you, a third-rate magician, are no match at all. Why are you using your half-baked skills?"

Pooh!

Zhuge Kongfang was in a daze.

In autumn, Wencai and the other man pounced directly on them, pouncing on food like hungry tigers.

Zhuge Kongfang's nonsense.

"Dude, you're still a little squeamish, come get me a chair and an umbrella, okay?

"Like a dragon and a tiger, I can draw on the blood of the earth to bring about some blessings. Zhuge Kongfang, how much money can an old man like you put in?"

In fact, Luo Chuan did not hate these selfish efforts, but he did not like them either. After all, the borrowed power did not belong to him except for paying a certain price.