Chapter 73 Master Sammo Hung, who is famous in Hong Kong and Macao
"Ouch." At this moment, Micheline held her stomach and cried out in pain.
"What's wrong?" Uncle Jiu asked quickly.
"Young mistress, please go back to your room and rest first." The ghost servant quickly supported Micheline.
"It's okay, Brother Ying, then I'll leave it to you." Michelian said.
"Yeah." Uncle Jiu nodded and responded.
Wang Xiaohei squatted on the spot and watched the two people leave.
There is a high probability that this ghost servant can also interact with each other, but Wang Xiaohei is not in a hurry, there are plenty of opportunities.
"It will take a while to roast the whole lamb and pig. How about we go to the ancestral hall first?" Long Nanguang took a few mouthfuls of sashimi and felt a little boring.
This sashimi is just like that, just eat it fresh.
"Then let's go to the ancestral hall first." Uncle Jiu nodded.
Only Wang Xiaohei is a little listless.
Working on an empty stomach is really not a job for humans.
However, there is nothing we can do about it. Who can prevent the roasted whole lamb and roasted pig from being roasted for a while?
"Come here, bring me some food to put some food in the belly of the brave warrior Xiaohei." Long Nanguang seemed to notice Wang Xiaohei's concerns and quickly ordered.
Soon, a guard took some fruits and food from the kitchen.
When Wang Xiaohei saw the food, he immediately became energetic and ate all the fruits and sauced meat.
"Oh, you eat really fast and a lot, save your stomach and eat again when you get back."
Long Nanguang waved his hand and led everyone out of the Marshal's Mansion.
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At the same time.
On the second floor of the Marshal's Mansion, the ghost servant watched Uncle Jiu and others leave and felt relieved.
The Taoist priest didn't have a fit on the spot, so he probably didn't notice anything wrong.
"Ah!" At this moment, Michelin's cry of pain came from inside.
When the ghost servant heard this, he immediately walked in.
"Young mistress, let me help you go to bed to rest." The ghost servant said quickly.
Michelian nodded, and with the help of the ghost servant, she lay down on the bed.
"Young mistress, please bear with me for a moment." The ghost servant said, then came to the table nearby and tinkered with something.
Under the table, there is a statue of an evil baby.
Although she had seen it many times, Micheline couldn't help but feel frightened when she saw this scene.
She knew that she would have to eat those raw brains again.
As soon as she smelled that smell, she wanted to vomit.
However, if you don't eat, not only will your own life be in danger, but the lives of your husband, sister, and the fetus in your belly will also be in danger.
In fact, Micheline is not stupid. When this woman came to apply for the job, she knew there was something wrong with this servant.
However, it is impossible not to recruit her, because she knows better that the fetus in her belly is weird.
These days, she has been trying to find Uncle Jiu. If Uncle Jiu follows his path, she will definitely be able to save their family and even the fetus in her belly.
However, Micheline did not dare to say it openly for fear of disturbing the situation.
Just a few days ago, I happened to meet my husband, Dalong, and his father, who had turned into a corpse and was bitten by a zombie.
She took this opportunity to ask her sister to find Uncle Jiu.
Come to think of it, with Uncle Jiu's Taoism, he would definitely be able to detect something wrong between her and the ghost servant.
At this moment, the ghost servant came over with the bowl of brains.
At this moment, her stomach hurt so much that Micheline suppressed her nausea. After swallowing the fresh brains, the pain disappeared instantly.
"I hope Brother Ying can save our family." Michelian prayed in her heart.
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Long Nanguang and his party walked for a quarter of an hour and arrived at the ancestral hall of their Long family.
As soon as we entered, we saw many wooden frames.
On each wooden frame, there is a coffin hanging. Counting carefully, there are more than ten coffins.
"It's done well, all hung up."
"No, look at it, even if the pillar feet touch the ground, they are separated by basins of water."
"Excuse me, Marshal, which Feng Shui master made the layout?" Uncle Jiu asked eagerly after seeing the layout inside.
"Hahaha! It's Master Sammo Hung who is famous in the province, Hong Kong and Macao!" Long Nanguang said with a laugh.
"Amazing, amazing!" Uncle Jiu gave a thumbs up and praised.
When Wang Xiaohei heard this, he curled his lips.
Then Uncle Jiu walked around and found something wrong.
"Oops, there's a problem here, who is inside...?" Uncle Jiu's face became a little serious, pointing to a coffin and asking.
In front of me, I saw that the hemp rope hanging one end of the coffin broke, causing the other end of the coffin to fall to the ground.
"My dad!" Long Nanguang said with a pout.
"It has become a zombie!" Uncle Jiu said calmly.
"How could that happen? Someone is here!"
"Yes!"
"Open it and take a look." Long Nanguang ordered.
The four guards immediately stepped forward to open the coffin, but no matter how hard they tried, it had no effect at all.
"The coffin is sucked by the corpse's breath. Of course it can't be opened in broad daylight!" Uncle Jiu saw this and said.
"Master, are there really zombies inside?" Wencai asked curiously.
"Report to the commander! It cannot be opened." The four guards saluted and then stood aside.
Dalong and Uncle Jiu slowly approached the coffin.
"Hey! Speaking of which, what does my illness have to do with my father?" Long Nanguang asked doubtfully.
"Your father's coffin was contaminated with corpse gas, so he turned into a zombie."
"You were injured by him, so you were poisoned by corpse poison."
After Uncle Jiu finished speaking, he turned around and slapped Qiu Sheng, who was leaning on the coffin to breathe in: "Hey! What are you breathing in?"
"How can we cure it?" Long Nanguang asked anxiously.
Uncle Jiu glanced at Qiu Sheng, who was sucking again, sighed, turned his head and said, "When it gets dark, we will lure him out."
"The zombie will harm your loved ones first, so it will chase you and bite you. When the time comes, we will pull out his teeth."
"Grind zombie teeth into powder and feed it to you. Fight poison with poison and everything will be fine." Uncle Jiu thought of a way.
"Okay, I'll do as you say." Long Nanguang nodded immediately.
However, at this moment, Wang Xiaohei was seen walking to the side of the coffin, raising his forelimbs and extending his sharp claws.
Wang Xiaohei grabbed it and left a deep dent on the coffin.
Later, Wang Xiaohei carved on the coffin: "I can open it."
"Huh? What a sharp claw. Can you open it, little black warrior? That's great." Long Nanguang was shocked at first, and then overjoyed.
If he could cure the corpse poison on his body, he could do it as soon as possible. How could he wait until dark?
Wang Xiaohei didn't hesitate and scratched the coffin with his claws crazily.
However, when only a thin layer of the coffin was left, Wang Xiaohei's claws could no longer grasp it.
There was even a harsh friction sound.
"It seems that the corpse aura is too strong." Uncle Jiu said.
"What should we do? How about I let the guards use guns?" Long Nanguang said.
"It's useless unless you use a cannon." Uncle Jiu said.