My Master is Lin Zhengying

After burying it, it may also be refined.

Of course, this method was not favored by Nan Chen.

If it was that easy, this old man wouldn't be the big boss in the plot.

After a while, Nan Chen and Qiu Sheng picked up the ink fountain thread and began to flick the ink thread on the coffin.

With a "bang", the ink fountain line rang.

The ink fountain line stained with ink directly printed a dark ink line on the coffin.

Uncle Jiu wanted to use this method to "net up" the entire coffin.

In order to achieve the effect of suppressing the corpse, even if the old man cheated on the corpse.

Because of the net that pops up from the ink fountain line, it will be suppressed so that it cannot come out.

However, Uncle Nine seriously underestimated Old Master Ren's transformed zombie.

It's not an ink line at all, it can be suppressed.

At this moment, Uncle Jiu saw Qiu Sheng and Nan Chen start playing ink.

He also exhorted:

"The whole coffin needs to be bombed!"

"Ok!"

"Master, don't worry..."

Nan Chen and Qiu Sheng replied one after another.

Uncle Jiu nodded, and picked up the incense offering in front of the Dharma table.

While lighting the fire, he said to himself:

"People are divided into good and bad, and corpses are divided into zombies."

Wencai next to him had nothing to do, and started talking again;

"People are not only divided into good and bad, but also men and women."

Uncle Jiu rolled his eyes:

"The master is talking, why are you interrupting?"

Wen Cai was reprimanded, and pulled his face down again, with an aggrieved look on his face.

Seeing this, Nan Chen only felt that Wen Cai was sad.

Every day, I can be trained by Uncle Jiu, ten times or eight times.

But after Jiushu finished scolding Wencai, he said to him again:

"Old Master Ren's corpse is a corpse that is about to become a zombie."

Qiu Sheng held the ink fountain thread and asked curiously;

"Master, how can a corpse become a zombie?"

"Yes! How can a person become a bad person?"

Wencai also added.

Uncle Jiu had already finished offering incense, and walked slowly over and said:

"The reason why a person becomes a bad person is because he does not live up to expectations.

The corpse turned into a zombie because he breathed more. "

"Take a breath, what do you mean?"

Qiu Sheng continued to speak.

Uncle Jiu put his hands on his hips and let out a long sigh:

Before death, people are angry, hold their breath, and suffocate.

After death, there will be a breath gathered in the throat.

Over time, the corpse turns into a zombie..."

The voice just fell.

Nan Chen also asked:

"Master, so to speak.

Before Mrs. Ren died, did she have any unfulfilled wishes?

Hold your breath in your throat?

So, this is the cause and effect of Mr. Ren's corpse change, right? "

Uncle Jiu nodded slightly when he heard Nan Chen's question.

but did not speak.