"But, I'm still very hungry..." Wencai put down the chicken leg in a resigned tone.
"Day by day, I don't practice my homework well, so I just get lazy, greedy, and go clean the yard." Uncle Jiu said with hatred.
"Ah? I just cleaned it yesterday, Qiu Sheng did it today." Wen Cai looked reluctant.
"Are you going or not?" Uncle Jiu raised his hand as if to strike.
"Go, go, I'll go..." Wencai immediately ran into the yard.
"It's funny, it's funny." Uncle Jiu said to several people with a bitter face.
"This literary talent is really..." Qianzhe shook his head, picked up the porridge and drank it.
"Alas, it's a pity that all four of my disciples died in the hands of zombies." Qianhe put down the bowl with a look of sadness on his face.
"Junior brother, my condolences." Uncle Jiu didn't know what to say, so he could only comfort him.
In a short time, Zhou He had finished two-thirds of the chicken, and the young prince and Qianhe ate the rest.
He wasn't full yet, but he was too embarrassed to let Wen Cai cook.
"Let me change your medicine." Immediately, Uncle Jiu changed some medicine on their arms.
At this moment, there was another knock on the door.
"Who is it? Who are you? Is there a death at home?" Wencai opened the door and found an unknown person. He thought it was a death at home and wanted to put the body in Yi Zhuang.
"Someone died in your family. Master Ren sent me here. Is the owner of this car inside?" The servant rolled his eyes at Wencai and pointed to the van.
"Huh? This...wow, this is a car. It's so beautiful." Wencai's eyes were attracted by the van.
The servant didn't care at all and ran out quickly, wandering around the van and touching it.
The servant was speechless when he saw Wencai looking like this, and walked straight into the yard and into the house.
"Sir, sir, our master said that he apologizes to you on behalf of Master Awei, and that he has sent someone to the provincial capital to buy gasoline for you."
"You should be back tomorrow night, please don't blame Captain Wei," the servant said.
"Uh... went to help me buy gasoline?" Zhou He suddenly looked surprised.
"Yes, Master Awei's behavior today has had a great impact on the town." The servant said.
"Thank you very much, Master Ren. I will visit him tomorrow," Zhou He said.
"Well, then I'll go back and resume my life." Jia Dingdang turned around and left Yizhuang.
"Since Mr. Ren helped you buy gasoline, why don't you stay in Yizhuang today, Wencai, Wencai?" Uncle Jiu shouted loudly.
"It's coming, Master, it's coming." Wencai shouted and trotted into the house.
"Master, Master, there is a foreign car outside. It's so beautiful, and it has transparent glass. I wish I could sit in it." Wencai looked excited.
"What a fuss, hurry up and clean up a few rooms and come out, your senior uncle and the others are going to live here today." Uncle Jiu said.
"Ah...okay, okay." Hearing this, Wen Cai's face became even happier.
The arrival of guests means that there will be something delicious to eat tonight. At the worst, the only remaining bacon chicken upstairs will have to be served.
He has been craving for it for a long time.
"You guys should take a rest here while I look for a cemetery with good feng shui." Uncle Jiu stood up and said.
"Senior brother, this matter cannot be delayed. It is best to finalize it today." Qianhe said.
"Yes." Uncle Jiu nodded, took some things, spoke to Wencai and went out alone.
After a while, Wencai tidied up the room, and Qianhe and the young prince went to rest.
As for Zhou He, who was not very sleepy now, he came to the yard and started practicing hard qigong.
Wencai was looking at Zhou He in the yard bored.
"Hey, why are you sitting in the sun? Aren't you hot? Are you sleeping? Or practicing?" Wencai said.
Zhou He opened his eyes slightly, glanced at Wencai, did not reply, closed his eyes and continued practicing.
"Are you mute? Why don't you speak? It seems you haven't spoken since you came in." Wencai said again.
"Can you please shut up? I'm practicing now and need to be quiet." If Zhou He hadn't felt that the spiritual energy in the yard was sufficient and the hard qigong was running faster, he would have gone directly to the room to practice.
Ever since he came to this world, he discovered that his hard qigong actually moved faster than it did in the main world and the King of Power world.
At the same time, some energy in the air automatically poured into his body. Zhou He thought that this energy was the so-called spiritual energy.
When he was lucky, he could feel the intensity of spiritual energy in the surrounding environment, so Zhou He came to the yard to practice.
"Wow, you are really practicing Kung Fu. What Kung Fu are you practicing? Is it also Taoism? Or are you the new disciple of my Uncle Qianhe?"
"Let me tell you, my master is very strict with Qiu Sheng and I. We have to practice every day, but now that master is out, I can be lazy, hehe." Wencai said with a smile.
Hearing the constant chirping in his ears, Zhou He immediately stopped practicing and looked at Wencai: "If you are bored, you can go to bed. Just don't disturb me here, okay?"
"Oh, you are a little sleepy when you talk about it, ah~~~tsk! Then you can practice the exercises slowly, and I'll go and take a nap." Wencai sighed and walked towards his bamboo bed.
"Hey, how could a person as powerful as Uncle Jiu accept such a cheating apprentice? Qiu Sheng is also a cheating disciple." Zhou He shook his head, ignored Wen Cai, and continued to practice.
Soon, the time came to six o'clock in the evening. Zhou He took a deep breath, stood up, and ended the practice.
"Uncle Nine hasn't come back yet, but it's hard to find a geomantic treasure that can suppress the imminent transformation of a corpse."
The Feng Shui treasure land that Uncle Jiu is looking for is not an ordinary Feng Shui treasure land, because what is buried is not a corpse, but a corpse that is about to transform into a corpse. It can be said that it is already a zombie.
Another hour later, Uncle Jiu came back with Qiu Sheng.
Zhou He and Qianzhe were sitting in the room chatting.
"Senior brother, I'm back. How is the search for the tomb?" Qianhe immediately stepped forward and asked.
"We haven't found it yet. It's too late today. We can only find it tomorrow. Qiu Sheng, I haven't seen your uncle yet." Uncle Jiu shook his head and said.
