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

"What does this mean?" Lin Jiu frowned, thinking that his apprentice was talking nonsense.

One person respects Luochuan, and the other person wants to throw Luochuan into his bones...Isn't this a conflict?

"We can kill zombies whenever the master respects his father!" Qiu Sheng said, raising his eyebrows.

Mr. Lin stared, "Please speak again."

Qiu Sheng lowered his voice and said to his master: "The blood of a close friend is very important to zombies. You said that we would voluntarily appoint him at this time. Can he bear it?"

“Zombies have no humanity, and they can’t do anything about the blood food they were sent home to eat,” Lin said calmly.

"Then we have a chance to kill him!" Qiu Sheng's left hand cut through the sky.

The eyes in the woods lit up.

"Please wait... I'm setting up an ambush. If you're prepared, you'll have a better chance of success."

Then Lin Jiu shook his head again. "No, it's very dangerous. What if Ren Luochuan takes advantage of our negligence and absorbs Ren Fa first..."

“You can do it at noon!”

"Do zombies come out during the day?" Lin Jiu was curious.

"Master, ask me." Qiu Sheng has a pair of white eyes.

Qiu Sheng only provided an idea, and Lin Jiu, who understood the fairness of zombies better, could radiate more details from this idea.

"Your child is sometimes very useful." Lin thought for a while and couldn't help but praise his apprentice. Qiu Sheng had a pair of white eyes.

This master can do everything but speak human language very well.

Lin fell into deep thought.

I am a zombie. And I will not appear during the day. Even the zombie king Xuanzang is no exception.

But this time the situation has changed. Lin Jiu knows where the zombies are. He is feeding them the blood of his own people.

He thought he was not very intelligent, so he starved him for a few days and tempted him with the blood of his relatives.

The chances of success are high.

After Lin Jiu figured it out, he immediately put on a smile.

"Teacher Ren, I just said the wrong thing and committed a crime."

Ren Ye snorted at his daughter's advice: "We have been dating for more than ten years, but you can't say nonsense to your father."

Gong Lin lowered her hands, "Ah, I'm also doing this for Ren Jiazhen's safety... In this way, you can choose some of Ren Jiazhen's old clothes. I will build a coffin tomb for your father on a good day."

"As long as Teacher Ren has a place to rest, he will not harm future generations."

"This..." was left to a temporary grammatical error.

Sounds reasonable.

Lin is also a well-known person in Renjia Town, and Ren Fa should take his words seriously.

After a long period of careful consideration, I feel that there will be no problem naturally.

"Well, unless you insist that I move, the matter of this crown tomb...is up to you."

I looked closely and saw some people coming down from the foot of the mountain. They were all very happy, and the gongs and drums were loud, making it very lively.

The leader is a mean son, the richest man in Jiazhen.

Next to Ren was Lin Jiu, wearing a Taoist robe and a bun.

Mr. Lin had a blank expression on his face. Behind him were a group of gongs and drums, a paper car and paper figures, as if he was going to hold a memorial ceremony for something.

"They're coming this way."

Suddenly realizing something, he guessed that Lin Jiu was going to deal with him.

It's a good word anyway.

Lin Jiu has only carried so many people...

"'Is he going to dig me out?"

I am also considering that Lin Jiu will choose to look for him during the day. Therefore, they all hid in a cave three or four meters underground, using a strand of wire to observe the situation outside.

If Lin wanted to dig him out, he had to dig three feet deep.

In an era without excavators, this person was totally insufficient.

After a while, Ren Fa led a large group of people to the cemetery.

Lin waved for the convoy to stop.

"Master Ren, I think this place has good feng shui. Is your father's monument built here?"

Ren Yong pointed around several times and said with great interest: "There is a house near Jiuyin Mountain." Land, which land you like, use which land! As long as my father is buried here, it can protect his descendants and make the Ren family prosperous!

The woods in action.

Ren Yong (Wang Ma) frowned.

Imperial mausoleum?

"Lin Jiu is offering to build a cenotaph for me. That's definitely not a nice idea."

"Forget it. We can't go out now anyway. Let me see what I can do."

After thinking for a while, I decided to wait and see.

Lin Jiu took out a Bagua, walked back and forth in seven steps, and finally chose a position.

"This land makes a good cave. Bury your father here, and your family will prosper for at least 20 years!"

"That's it, then.' Please nod where you are free.

He believed that even though his father had died, he would bless his descendants in their underground house.

But the problem is that his father's bones have not been found yet, and now it is a cenotaph.

I think even if I ask my father for a blessing now, he won't be able to hear me. So I'd rather not bother you.

"Pick up the coffin and bury it!"

Chapter 353 Sacrifice

Lin was very professional in this regard. Even when he was buried in a cenotaph, he would follow the procedures meticulously.

"I want to send grandpa to Luochuan!"

As Lin Jiu shouted loudly, the sound of digging the ground and laying out the coffin was heard outside.

After about an hour of work, the process was finally completed.

"Sir, please come out and talk." Lin Jiu made way and walked forward holding the hair.

I didn't doubt him. He walked up to the tombstone and knocked a few heads respectfully.

As he entered the frozen area, Ren suddenly felt his heartbeat quicken.

It's like when a shark smells blood, all the cells in its body become excited and its eyes turn red.

"Suck him, suck him, I got a promotion!"

An enthusiastic voice sounded in my head.

Ren Luochuan himself was also shocked.

To Ren Fa, my bastard son, I will always like Ren Wei.

After all, it is the blood of this body. Even if there is no family affection, there is a blood relationship.

Also, random hair is not a bad person.

Ren didn't want to suck Ren Yi's blood like in the original story.

But, at this point, blood in any hair is attractive

"The father's tooth 640 is in his mouth, and the wandering son is twitching. Twelve seconds, one atrocity."

I thought of the joke about "a father saying goodbye to his son" and diverted my attention, suppressing my instinct to fly away.

It's useless!

This is like a man's conditioned reflex, so impulsive...

He could only perform the Turtle Breathing Technique to cover up the fluctuations of his breath.

Outside the tomb.

Lin Jiu picked up the bronze sword hidden in his sleeve and looked around vigilantly, ready to protect Ren Yi's hair.

I didn't notice anything unusual. After hitting his head, he stood up straight and said to the tombstone.

"Dad, the baby is very filial and hasn't found your bones yet. Don't be angry... It's Master Miaolin's fault. He couldn't even protect Yizhuang. It's all his fault."

After hearing this, Lin Jiu suddenly looked embarrassed.

Actually, it was his fault.

If Ren had not escaped from Yizhuang, he would not have bothered to mention Ren.

"No...it was obviously Qiu Sheng's fault, but this kid didn't draw the ink line."

Lin immediately stared at his apprentice.

Qiu's eyes were focused on Justin, and he didn't even notice the teacher's dissatisfaction.

Ren Dao: "Don't worry. I promised you that I would come to see you in two days. I will ask someone to come then."

Lin Jiu laughed secretly in his heart.

I think Ren is hungry at this time.

When he couldn't help but run out, they were reunited as father and son without having to go anywhere else.

I'm doing my best right now. Let the turtle rest.

The violent thoughts in his mind would ease up when he found himself performing the Kame-shibijutsu.

"Lin Jiu wants to use the charm of blood relationship to deceive me. How insidious!"

Fortunately, the turtle breathing technique can both mask my breathing and stabilize my emotions.

"No, the Kame-bi technique doesn't seem to have the ability to stabilize emotions... This is the effect of Rensheng's thoughts!

When the mind enters the body, it is divine (with the nature, suddenly some realization comes.

At almost every moment, he tried to understand the cause and effect of things.

Why did Lin build the monument and why did he come with Ren Fa?

Fortunately, he is not an ordinary zombie. Under various opportunities, Lin Jiu's plan to get out of the snake hole is doomed to fail.

A few days later, Ren returned to normal.

Finally, my body couldn't move anymore.

He distracted himself to find out what was happening outside.

As a result, he almost became emotionally unstable.

So he talked to himself until the end.

"Don't say that... Dad, what do you think of this hearse? I found someone to tie this to the old car. I said this car doesn't need anyone to pull it, it can run with just one kick!"

"There are these paper figures, very tall and beautiful, and among them is a foreign girl. Dad, you've never seen foreign girls. They are really in the best condition... I'll burn them all for you later."

"You're down there, driving a rickshaw, taking this foreign girl for a ride. Aren't you happy?"

Burn foreign girls for your father...

Did your biological mother consent?

Lin glanced at Ren Fa and secretly guarded Ren who might run out of the cemetery at any time.

After waiting for a long time, no one responded.

As we all know, although the random commotion operation here is a bit shocking, it is no small matter compared with those who burned strange objects in tombs in later generations.

"What is a paper head? It has the ability to roast an inflatable doll!"

Luo Chuan hid beside the tomb and watched coldly. He was focused and wanted to laugh.