Uncle Jiu's little zombie: learn a magical power every day

Taoist Simu was wearing round glasses. When he looked at Lin Yi, his eyes seemed to be shining under the lenses, as if he had seen through Lin Yi completely.

Uncle Jiu smiled faintly and didn't rush to explain. He just raised his hand and gently touched Lin Yi's head.

"This is my apprentice, Lin Yi!"

"You read that right, he's a zombie."

"Ayi, I haven't met your Uncle Simu yet!"

"I've met Uncle Master!"

Lin Yi greeted the guests politely, with curved eyebrows and a cute smile.

Ok?

Taoist Simu blinked, looked at Lin Yi, and then suddenly looked at Uncle Jiu.

"what?"

Zombies!

Brother, are you crazy or have you been replaced?

How could Taoist Simu not know what was going on with his senior brother!

He has always been merciless in catching ghosts and eliminating demons, and will never let go of anyone he kills by mistake.

Moreover, the first commandment of Maoshan is that good and evil are in opposition and fight for life.

The senior brother actually accepted a little zombie as his apprentice!

Wait!

This little zombie...

Taoist Simu looked at Lin Yi again.

The corpse aura on this little guy is too weak!

Is he a zombie?

He is cleaner than all the clients I bring with me!

Uncle Jiu had actually anticipated Taoist Simu's reaction. He smiled calmly and continued.

"This little fellow was enlightened by the Supreme Lord Lao, and is now cultivating beside me."

Taoist Simu: ???

Did I ruin my health by staying up late, or am I dreaming and can’t wake up?

Taishang Laojun enlightened a little zombie and asked it to stay with my senior brother to practice!

Senior brother, we have lived in the same dormitory for so many years, and I trust you so much, please don’t lie to me!

"Okay, don't stand here outside. The meal is ready. Let's go inside and talk."

Uncle Jiu smiled and pulled Simu towards the charity cemetery.

Simu's head was buzzing, and he still felt a little uncomfortable until he sat down at the dinner table.

"Brother, come, have a drink!"

Simu took the wine glass in a daze.

Suck it~

A glass of wine.

Well, my head feels even more dizzy.

After a few drinks, Uncle Jiu told Taoist Simu what happened in Huangjia Village while enjoying the food.

Wencai seemed to have a grudge against food, he buried his head in his food and did not speak a word.

He ate so voraciously, as if he had been hungry for years, and ignored Uncle Jiu's frequent death stares.

Lin Yi didn't want to eat, so he poured wine and lit cigarettes for Uncle Jiu and Uncle Simu.

Taoist Simu was stunned when he heard this.

With the help of Laojun, he turned into a normal person, caught the foreign zombies, and searched for the body of the little singer!

Looking at the busy little zombies, Taoist Simu suddenly felt a little sad.

She is well-behaved and sensible, cute and caring, and can be of great help at critical moments!

Most importantly, he can light cigarettes and pour wine!

Grandmaster, where can I get this little zombie? I want one too!

"Brother, come, have a drink."

"Woo, let's drink. Tonight, I won't go home until I'm drunk!"

……

Ouch——

Outside the charity cemetery, the howling of wolves could be heard from afar.

The night wind blew into the house through the gaps in the window, making a whimpering sound like a ghost crying.

The candles in the inner room crackled from time to time, and the candlelight flickered. Dozens of coffins were quietly displayed there. Because incense had just been burned, the room was filled with a strong smell of incense.

Most people who stayed here late at night would have probably wet their pants!

However, outside the morgue compartment, Wencai was sleeping soundly with his long insect pillow in his arms.

Although he was caught being lazy by his master, he was not affected at all during dinner and ate up all the snacks given to Uncle Jiu and Taoist Simu.

And it didn't affect him at all and he could just lie down and fall asleep.

Typical heartless person.

No wonder Uncle Jiu said that someone like him is most suitable to look after the charity cemetery.

Lin Yi sat by the window, supporting his chin with his little hands, and glanced at the starry sky from time to time.

The moon is very bright and the stars are twinkling.

Because industry is underdeveloped, the sky is still very clear at this time, and countless stars can be seen at night.

The entire sky looked like a mysterious coded picture, but there was no decryption code, so no content could be seen at all.

The great men of ancient times mastered the secret codes and could use astrology to check the past and present, predict the future, and even use the stars for cultivation.

However, these codes were eventually lost, and now almost no one knows how to use them.

"It's almost time!"

Lin Yi took out his pocket watch and checked the time.

The minute hand made its last turn, and the hour hand moved slowly. It was twelve o'clock midnight!

This pocket watch was given to Uncle Jiu by the village chief of Huangjia Village, and Lin Yi asked for it.

If it were Qiu Sheng and Afang and the others, there would be no way they could get this pocket watch, but if it were the beloved little zombie, it would be a different story.

Swish!

Lin Yi rushed out almost instantly and tiptoed into the morgue.

The eleven customers of Taoist Simu were standing quietly by the wall, wearing funeral clothes in the style of Qing Dynasty officials, with flower feathers on their heads and court beads hanging around their necks.

I heard that the reason why the dead here are dressed like this is not because they aspire to be officials in the Qing Dynasty, but because of irony!

The official uniforms of Shu Qing are funeral clothes, so the officials of Shu Qing are dead people.

A spiritual anti-Qing and restoration of Ming!

These customers have talismans stuck on their foreheads, incense burners and candles on the tables in front of them, and the most important thing is the kerosene lamp on the table.

The flames shot straight up, and from time to time the wind blew the flames, causing them to sway, and the customers standing against the wall also swayed slightly with the flames.

This is because of the spell, these customers will follow the flame, and once the oil lamp flame goes out, these customers will instantly lose control.

Bang!

Lin Yi threw the vampire out of his personal space.

"Sign in!"

The next second, Lin Yi took the confused vampire back.

Vampire Guy: I’m out, I’m back again!

Ding!

[Congratulations to the host for signing in to the Renjia Town Charity Hall and receiving the system reward: Trickery Clone]

It can release up to twelve trick clones for use in combat, escape, and to act as substitutes to block critical strikes.

The clone cannot leave Lin Yi too far away, and is between reality and illusion, without independent consciousness, and is completely controlled by Lin Yi.

The clone can last for three minutes!

Lin Yi looked at the newly emerged skills and couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

Eleven customers plus a vampire guy signed in and twelve magical clones appeared.

That's quite reasonable.

Imagine that in a small elevator, a group of people suddenly appear and surround the enemy.

One person can form a team, he is simply the elevator god!

It's a pity that the time is a bit short, three minutes, isn't that Ultraman time?

……

The next morning, Qiu Sheng rushed to the charity cemetery early, practicing standing and boxing, and practicing kung fu hard.

Show an appearance of diligence and progress.

Wencai also prepared breakfast early and started cleaning and washing clothes like a good boy.

Uncle Jiu came out and saw this scene, curled his lips, and did not expose it. He just stood at the door with his shoulders crossed and watched.

"Master, smoke!"

A familiar voice came from beside me.

Uncle Jiu looked down and saw Lin Yi holding his pipe with a lovely smile on his face.

Wow, my heart is melting.

As soon as Uncle Jiu took the pipe, the match in Lin Yi's hand was lit with a crackling sound.

Uncle Jiu leaned over and lit the tobacco.

Hiss, huh~

Comfortable!

After taking a puff of cigarette, Uncle Jiu asked with a comfortable smile.

"You're the best. How was it? Did you get used to sleeping in a new place last night?"

"Master, I'm a zombie. I don't sleep at night. I've been watching the moon all night."

"Brother, Ayi, good morning!"

Taoist Simu yawned, stretched, and came out of the house.

I drank a lot with Uncle Jiu last night, and my head is still a little heavy.

As soon as Lin Yi saw Simu, two cups of tea appeared in his hand. He handed one to Uncle Jiu, and then came to Simu with the other cup.

"Uncle Master, have some tea!"

"Oh, Ayi, Uncle Master really loves you so much~"

Taoist Simu took the teacup, smiled happily, and started to rub Lin Yi's head violently.

Such a thoughtful little fellow, Taishang Laojun, can’t you really enlighten another one and give it to me, your disciple?

"Brother, I see you don't have much to do here, why don't you let Ayi stay with me for a while! I'll let him handle the merchandise, how about that?"

Uncle Jiu subconsciously wanted to refuse, but when he thought about how Lin Yi was just a little zombie, all he could teach him seemed to be feng shui and fighting against fellow monsters.

But this kind of work is actually rare.

It would be different if he let Junior Brother Simu teach him how to carry corpses and goods. When he goes down on his own in the future, he will be able to support himself with this skill.

As for how zombies control walking corpses, there is actually a way!

"Okay! Then let Ayi stay with you for a while."

Parents who love their children will plan for them in the long run. Uncle Jiu and the little zombie have a deep affection for each other.

However, just as Uncle Jiu finished speaking, there was a knock on the door of the charity cemetery.

"Is Uncle Jiu here?"

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