However, among the people present, they were either Ren Dalong's soldiers or the master and apprentice of the Jiu Dalong who didn't want to talk too much about Ren Dalong. No one used urine to wake him up for a moment.

When he heard Ren Dalong say that this is a Feng Shui treasure land that can help others achieve success, Uncle Jiu, who is proficient in Feng Shui, quickly scanned the environment around the village with his eyes.

"The Feng Shui of this village is indeed good. It is located on the hillside and can be regarded as a black turtle stele.

The road ahead of the Xiangshui River was smooth before this reform, and the prominent terrain was blocked into nine curves and eighteen curves.

Water gathers wealth, and the nine twists and eighteen twists make the fortune even more prosperous. Everyone living here will definitely not have bad fortune.

The mountain is also pretty good, and the lineage on the left can be seen surrounding the green dragon.

There is a mountain on the right that can be called the support of the white tiger.

The sycamore forest behind the village is also called the Phoenix Tree.

In Feng Shui, this kind of situation is called the Little Four Spirits.

The Duke and Marquis cannot be born for generations, but it is still okay to be rich and powerful. The people who choose this village as their foundation are very capable enough."

Ren Dalong was not surprised that Taoist Yingneng recognized the Feng Shui Bureau in the village: "That's right, the world only knows that the Feng Shui Bureau that can make the princes and marquises for generations is a good cave and auspicious place.

How could I know that in the eyes of our clans, this kind of Feng Shui system with endless blessings is the best.”

While they were talking, everyone had already walked into the village for a while. After a while, they arrived outside the ancestral hall of Ren Dalong's family.

Before he entered, looking at the red soil around the ancestral hall, Uncle Jiu frowned.

I thought this village would be fine if it became a small Four Spirit Bureau, but who would have thought that this ancestral hall would be a bureau?

"This is the Red Fire Bureau, and there should be a small amount of cinnabar resources underground.

There is no problem burying here, but the problem is that if the burial method is not appropriate, I am afraid that my ancestors will suffer from the elixir fire every day.

Being suffering from the torment of Dan Fire is not a trivial matter for the deceased. No wonder you will be bitten by zombies.

I think it must be that one of the ancestors in your family had a problem with the coffin, which made it suffer from the elixir fire day and night, causing it to turn into a zombie.

You are such a filial son!"

Uncle Jiu's words scared Ren Dalong. As a little warlord who was superstitious about Feng Shui and had profits from Feng Shui, he regretted it a little.

If he had known that his ancestors could not fool him, he would have spent more money to ask the villagers' old immortals to help take care of him.

Now, all the zombies are coming out. I wonder if the soldiers under my command can kill the zombies with guns.

Although he was very concerned about it, Ren Dalong, who had been on the battlefield as a warlord, knew that he could not be cowardly at this moment.

Not to mention the long and short spearmen around you, what will you think after seeing his appearance as he follows his heart.

It is not acceptable to just embarrass him in front of his old love rival Taoist Ying.

Uncle Jiu, who was not sure about Ren Dalong's mind, was still analyzing the Feng Shui in the ancestral hall: "The people in this ancestral hall must not be buried after death.

When the coffin in the Red Fire Bureau hits the ground, it is unlucky for the whole family.

Not to mention burial, even if the coffin absorbs the earthly air, it will be very disadvantageous.

Ren Dalong, you probably bite it by your ancestor who turned into a zombie when you worshiped your ancestors last time.

But by accident, your ancestor didn't know why, and he didn't bit you to death, causing you to appear to be invading the corpse poison but not attacking your heart."

Although he was a little scared when Uncle Jiu said that, Ren Dalong still whispered: "Tao Shiying, don't tell me those messy things.

You should have thought of a way to cure my disease. Just say, what should we do."

"Enter the ancestral hall, catch zombies, and remove his teeth grinding powder for you to eat.

Ren Dalong, judging from your appearance, the corpse poison has basically reached your heart.

If it were the beginning, just use glutinous rice to remove the corpse poison.

But now, only by pulling out the zombie's canine teeth and grinding them into powder and using poison to fight poison can you return to normal."

When Ren Dalong, who had been superstitious since childhood, heard that he wanted to catch zombies, he trembled in his heart: If he had known, he would have pulled the large army over today.

I don’t know if the zombie I became a man of great force or terrible? How much does the soldiers under my command have to pay to catch it?

Ren Dalong was thinking about how many people he had to die in order to deal with the possible zombies in the ancestral hall, but gradually he suddenly realized that there was another way to do this!

Taoist Ying and his two disciples in front of him are professionals, and they have specialized in this profession.

If the three of them were bitten to death, they could only say sorry. It would not be too late to pull the large army over.

"Okay, just do as you said, guards, open the door and invite the three of them to me into the ancestral hall.

Tomorrow morning, if they get my ancestors, they will be happy and have a drink to celebrate.

If they are unlucky and are bitten to death by my ancestors, they will be happy and have to hold a drink to celebrate.

But let them burn the celebration banquet with them to the ground with fire!"

When he heard Ren Dalong's words, Uncle Jiu and Wencai were still willing to work hard.

Isn't this obviously not taking their lives seriously? Although Uncle Jiu was sure to easily deal with the zombie in the ancestral hall, he just couldn't see Ren Dalong's appearance as if he was rightfully so.

With his eyes rolling, Uncle Jiu immediately had an idea: "No, we three are Taoist priests, and their aura is too strong.

After entering, if the three of us were present, the zombies might not be willing to jump out of the coffin.

Therefore, if you want to get the zombie teeth, you must have a close relative of the zombie to lure the zombie.

Ren Dalong, if you don’t go in, even if we stay in it for the rest of our lives, we will never get the things to detoxify you.”

As soon as Uncle Jiu finished speaking, Qiu Sheng, who had a nimble mind, guessed what his master meant: "Master Ren, your corpse poison has invaded your heart veins for up to three days. If there is no antidote, you will definitely become a zombie.

It is up to your will to whether you enter or not. After you become a zombie, you will inevitably be disgusted by others. The soldiers under your hands will be dispersed in a row, and we are unlucky in our master and apprentice.

At that time, the big wooden door of the ancestral hall alone will not stop our master and apprentice. The county will come to ask us to get rid of you who are harming the world."

"Is it so evil?" Although he suspected that Taoist Ying was lying to him, Ren Dalong, who believed in Feng Shui, was still a little bit skeptical.

"Do you believe it or not? Wencai, Qiu Sheng, we live in a charity house. Do you have any problems with a bunch of coffins for three days?"

"No problem, let alone staying for three days, it can be fine for five or seven days.

We practitioners will not die without eating or drinking within a week. After your friend, Master, becomes a zombie, we will come out and clean up the mess later."

“Yes, Master, I usually sleep in the room next to the morgue.

I was a little uncomfortable when I slept in the inn last night!” Wencai, who has always had a tacit understanding with Qiu Sheng, finally didn’t make any confusion this time.
Chapter completed!