Suddenly, Uncle Jiu saw a coffin board without ink lines, and his face suddenly darkened.
"Qiu Sheng, Wen Cai, are you two sure that you have filled the coffin with ink fountains?" Uncle Jiu looked at the two of them with an unkind expression.
"Master, we have definitely played it all, there is no room left," Qiu Sheng said.
"Yes, yes, I think this zombie is so powerful that it can actually break through the seal of the ink fountain line." Wen Cai said.
"Oh? Really? Then look at why there is nothing on this board?" Uncle Jiu walked up to him and kicked the board on the lower part of the coffin.
Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai looked over after hearing this, and immediately they all secretly said something bad.
They actually had one area where there was no bullet.
"It's all Qiu Sheng's fault. I was going to check it out, but Qiu Sheng used ink to bombard me, so I didn't check it out." Wen Cai directly blamed it.
"That's nonsense. It was you who dumped the ink on me first. I wanted to check it too." Qiu Sheng was not to be outdone.
"That's enough, you two, you're very good, go to stand for me and sleep for an hour." Uncle Jiu said angrily.
"Ah? You have to stand for an hour?"
"Master...I..."
Their faces suddenly fell. They wanted to retort, but when they saw Uncle Jiu's cannibalistic gaze, they could only walk towards the yard in dejection.
"Wait a minute, you push the millstone away first and let the sun kill the zombies before standing still." Uncle Jiu said.
When the two heard the words, they immediately ran over and tried their best, but they couldn't move an inch.
"Master, this is so heavy that the two of us can't push it," Qiu Sheng said.
"It's really useless. The three of us push it together."
A minute later, Uncle Jiu patted the dust on his hands and said, "Let him dry here for now. Qiu Sheng, you go to the Ren Mansion and ask Mr. Ren to come over."
"This zombie is Master Ren's father after all. If we want to dispose of him, we need Master Ren's consent." Uncle Jiu said.
"Okay, Master." When Qiu Sheng heard this and heard that there was no need to stand, he immediately became happy and hurriedly rode his bicycle towards Ren's house.
"You keep standing still, don't even think about sleeping for an hour." Uncle Jiu said to Wencai.
"Oh, Master." Wencai reluctantly stood up on the corridor. He was also very smart. The corridor was covered by eaves and would not be exposed to the sun.
At this moment, Zhou He came out of the morgue with Haqie in his arms.
"Ah~~~! It's so lively. Hey, this zombie hasn't been killed by the sun yet. Oh, it turns out it's blocked by the millstone." Zhou He exclaimed in surprise, then strode towards the millstone.
"Fellow Daoist Zhou is awake? Thank you for taking action yesterday, otherwise, this zombie will definitely bring disaster to the world." Uncle Jiu said.
"It's a small matter. Wait for me to take away the stone millstone and kill the zombies first. By the way, Wencai, you go make breakfast. I'm so hungry." Zhou He came to the stone millstone and then walked toward the man who was standing on horseback.
Wencai said.
"That...Master..." Wencai was happy in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it. Instead, he looked at Uncle Jiu.
"Okay, I'll go right away." Wencai jumped up happily without having to stand still, and then quickly ran towards the kitchen.
"Fellow Daoist Zhou, wait a minute, we can't kill him yet. I asked Qiu Sheng to ask Master Ren. After all, he is Master Ren's father, and Master Ren still needs to make the decision." Uncle Jiu said.
After hearing this, Zhou He glanced at the zombies still roaring under the stone millstone, and could only give up: "Okay, then I'll go wash up first."
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Half an hour later, Zhou He and others were all sitting at the dining table.
"Okay, everyone can eat." Wencai brought up the last stack of sauerkraut and put it away.
I have to say that although the literary talent is a bit skinnier, a bit stupider, a bit less qualified, a bit uglier, and a bit older in appearance, the food he cooks is still pretty good.
Zhou He ate with gusto anyway, and in just ten minutes, a table of dishes and a large pot of porridge were all eaten up by Zhou He and the other four.
However, Uncle Jiu still left some food for Qiu Sheng.
Just as Wencai was clearing away the dishes, the door to the front yard was pushed open.
I saw Qiu Sheng and Master Ren hurried in.
Behind Mr. Ren, there were also Ren Tingting and four or five servants.
Of course, there were four or five bearers waiting outside and did not come in.
"Uncle Jiu, is what your apprentice said true? My father turned into a zombie?" Master Ren looked unbelievable.
"Yes, last night my disciples and I went to the mountains to look for geomantic treasures. Unexpectedly, the old man turned into a corpse and broke the coffin. Fortunately, fellow Taoist Zhou was here, otherwise a disaster would have befallen him." Uncle Jiu said.
"Take me to see it." Mr. Ren's expression did not change. It was obvious that he still didn't believe what Uncle Jiu said.
He will believe it only if he sees it with his own eyes.
"It's in the backyard. Master, please come with me, please!"
After a while, everyone came to the morgue.
Through the door, Master Ren saw the huge millstone in the backyard at a glance. Under the millstone, a head was exposed, still roaring and struggling wildly.
When they all appeared, the zombies smelled the popularity and roared even louder.
"Master Ren, that is the body of Master Ren. Now it has turned into a zombie. Fellow Daoist Zhou used a millstone to press it into the ground." Uncle Jiu pointed at the zombie and said.
"This... this, this, this... this is my father?" Mr. Ren walked out of the room, came under the stone millstone, and looked carefully.
"It's... it's true, Uncle Jiu, what should we do? I heard that zombies seem to suck the blood of blood relatives."
Master Ren went back to check some classics because of the corpse transformation mentioned by Uncle Jiu when moving the grave, and naturally he learned that zombies would be the first to suck the blood of blood relatives.
"Grandpa, this is Grandpa, why did Grandpa become like this?" Ren Tingting hid behind Master Ren, grabbing the corners of her clothes with both hands, with a look of fear on her face.
"If Master Ren doesn't mind, I can destroy it." Uncle Jiu said.
"No, if my father is eliminated, then he won't be able to move his grave to a geomantic treasure land. Uncle Jiu, can you bury my father? There should be no danger after the burial." Master Ren said.
Hearing this, Uncle Jiu shook his head and said, "No, the corpse has been transformed. Burying it in a geomantic treasure land will not only fail to seal it, but will also increase its moral character."
"It can take as short as one month or as long as three months. It will definitely break out of the ground and come to attack your father and daughter."
"Ah? Then... let's ask Uncle Jiu to kill my father." Master Ren gritted his teeth and made up his mind.
After all, compared to money, the lives of one's own father and daughter are naturally more important.
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