A passerby in a horror movie

Li Haotian's habit of feeling embarrassed for others has resurfaced; he could practically dig a three-bedroom apartment out of the ground right now.

"Yellow paper, red pen, black ink, kitchen knife, wooden sword... Uncle-Master, are you making an ink line?"

Li Haotian quickly asked the second person to answer, while gesturing with his eyes for them to get ready.

Wencai and Qiusheng then realized what was happening and quickly retrieved the items.

However, Uncle Nine did not move, but looked at Li Haotian instead.

"Xiao Tian, ​​now that you have broken through to the first level of Refining Essence into Qi, you can make this ink line. The specific steps are written in the book, and you should already know them."

Uncle Nine gave instructions to Li Haotian.

"Oh well."

When Li Haotian saw Uncle Nine looking at him, he knew that Uncle Nine wanted him to take action this time, which was also a way of teaching him.

However, he wasn't nervous. It was just making an ink line; he had already read the specific procedures in the book, so he just needed to follow the steps.

Li Haotian took the rooster, cut its throat with a kitchen knife, and dripped the blood into a bowl.

Then, channeling his magic, he took a grain of rice from the bowl, roasted it on the candlestick, and threw the flame he had condensed into the bowl along with it.

Then, ink was mixed in and the Bagua mirror was placed on top. With the help of the Bagua mirror, the magic power was slowly forced into the ink, and finally the ink was poured into the inkwell.

Although Li Haotian's production process wasn't as smooth as Uncle Nine's, there were no mistakes, and the ink line was quickly completed.

"Good job, Xiaotian, you did a great job. You two should take a good look and learn from him. Don't just laze around all day."

Uncle Nine looked at Li Haotian and said with satisfaction.

At the same time, he didn't forget to teach his two apprentices a lesson.

"Master, where is the ball?"

Wencai naturally didn't dare to respond, and Qiusheng, with great insight, took over the task.

"Spray it on the coffin, remember to spray it on every side. I'll come back and check later, Xiao Tian, ​​you supervise them."

After saying that, Uncle Nine turned and left.

Seeing that Uncle Nine had already dealt with the situation, Master Four Eyes refrained from further action. Using ink lines to trap the zombie was indeed a good method.

Soon, Wencai and Qiusheng began to mark the coffin lids with ink lines. With Li Haotian's reminder, the two did not forget the bottom of the coffin lids.

A short while later, Uncle Nine returned.

After inspecting them, he nodded and told Wencai and Qiusheng to go back and rest.

Then they kept Li Haotian behind.

"Today, your martial uncle will teach you a few spells and talismans to deal with zombies. Tomorrow, your four-eyed martial uncle will also teach you how to refine and transport corpses."

Uncle Nine said to Li Haotian.

"Thank you, uncle."

Li Haotian quickly bowed and thanked him.

Uncle Nine's talisman-drawing skills are also exceptional, something Li Haotian has long wanted to learn, and now he can finally fulfill his wish.

Uncle Nine's teaching method was also very straightforward: he would demonstrate once, explain once, and then have Li Haotian follow along and demonstrate.

Li Haotian has a good memory; although he can't learn it in one or two tries, he can get the hang of it quickly.

Although he didn't manage to draw a single talisman, he learned magic quite quickly.

To help Li Haotian get familiar with the process as quickly as possible, he even borrowed a jumping corpse client from Master Simu.

Li Haotian cast the spell he had just learned to control the corpses, and soon the corpses began to obey him and start moving.

After testing them one by one on the jumping corpses, Uncle Nine had Li Haotian start practicing on Old Master Ren.

The spells Li Haotian learned to deal with zombies were extremely effective against ordinary jumping zombies.

Too much magic power cannot be released, otherwise it will easily damage the corpse, so the practice of jumping on the corpse was not continued.

However, since Old Master Ren is now developing into a white zombie or a black zombie, he can still withstand Li Haotian's spells.

Even so, after a round of magical bombardment, although Old Lady Ren's body was not greatly damaged, the corpse aura on the body was reduced somewhat.

"Alright, that's all for today's training. Go back and digest this information properly, and practice drawing talismans more often."

"Don't rush when drawing talismans. It takes long-term training to draw them accurately. You need to have the right mindset."

Uncle Nine looked at Li Haotian with great satisfaction and encouraged him.

Drawing talismans is different from learning spells. If you have talent, it's easy to learn spells.

However, drawing talismans requires muscle memory. If you cannot draw the talisman accurately and continuously, even a single mistake will prevent you from drawing the talisman.

Li Haotian had no shortcuts; he could only keep training.

Fortunately, his memory was pretty good, and he felt that if he practiced for a few more days, he should be able to successfully get started.

Time passed quickly, and the night was bright with a few stars.

Li Haotian and Uncle Jiu also returned to their respective rooms to rest.

After drawing talismans in the room for a while, Li Haotian began to sit cross-legged and meditate.

In the middle of the night.

Less than two miles from Yizhuang, there is a dilapidated thatched hut with almost nothing inside, but an old man lives there.

"Cough cough cough, the day has finally come, Ren Weiyong, I will personally witness your family's destruction and your lineage's extinction."

The old man had gray hair and wrinkles so deep they could trap flies; he looked extremely old and sickly, as if he were about to die.

However, his expression was extremely sinister, sending chills down one's spine.

"Heh, Lin Jiu of Maoshan, I hope you won't stop me from taking revenge, or I'll kill you too."

Although the old man looked like he was on his deathbed, he was quite forceful when he made his tough remarks.

As he spoke, the old man reached for the dagger by the bedside, grabbed it, and without hesitation slashed his palm.

The blood in his hand immediately flowed down, dripping all over a small, dark wooden doll.

The doll, dripping with blood, instantly emitted a faint red glow and even began to tremble slowly.

However, as the old man chanted the incantation, the puppet quickly quieted down again.

At the same moment, the corpse of Old Master Ren inside the coffin in the mortuary also suddenly surged with death energy, and white hair quickly grew on Old Master Ren's body, some of which even turned black.

Clearly, this old man was the culprit who turned Old Master Ren's body into a zombie.

The old man was the feng shui master from back then, named Wang Tiezhu.

Wang Tiezhu is a feng shui master, but he doesn't come from a prestigious school. He just studied under a sorcerer for a while and only knows a little bit of magic.

When he finished his apprenticeship, Wang Tiezhu hadn't even broken through the first level of refining essence into qi.

However, thanks to his feng shui skills, Wang Tiezhu did quite well in Renjia Town. At that time, Uncle Jiu had not yet completed his apprenticeship, and there were few feng shui masters in the town who could compare to him.

After becoming famous in Renjia Town, the feng shui master married and had children.

The family was living a good life until one day, when Wang Tiezhu went out to look at burial sites, he took a liking to a very good burial spot.

However, he did not reserve one for the master's family, but chose another one, intending to keep this acupoint for himself.

Because he wanted his son to have a bright future.