It can be said that I still remember the memory that the Japanese zombie king left for me.
Along with the Japanese zombie king, I also remembered the female zombie Kawashima Yoshiro. Her appearance is exactly the same as the fairy sister.
I still haven't figured out the reason for this. Even last time I didn't have time to ask the fairy sister.
When I heard Uncle Quan say this, I suddenly felt a little pain in my balls!
Damn it, what's going on lately? Why are things happening all at once?
I know how terrifying that Japanese zombie king is. If Liangpi hadn't suddenly used some kind of blood sacrifice ultimate move to chop off one of the zombie king's arms, I suspect that all of us would have been killed by zombies at that time.
Wang must be eaten alive...
But now that Liangpi is seriously injured and still being raised at home, the zombie king has taken advantage of this moment to start making moves. How can we deal with this?
I looked at Old Man Yin and said with a smile on my face: "Old Man Yin, if the Zombie King comes out, how sure are you that you can deal with him?"
While Old Man Yin was drinking, he showed me the "ok" gesture that I showed him last time.
I was overjoyed, "Okay? You mean you can handle it?"
Old Man Yin shook his head and said: "Silly boy, what I mean by this comparison is '0', 00% sure."
"Your uncle's..." I couldn't help but roll my eyes.
The dead body and the coffin were burning in the furnace, but at this time, my mood was obviously a lot lower. With a time bomb like the Zombie King here, it was difficult to feel at ease.
That night, I kept Old Man Yin behind and took the initiative to learn his skills from him.
Old Man Yin was a little suspicious of my initiative. He first asked me to practice shooting stars and chasing the moon several times, and then he taught me how to draw the talisman.
To be honest, I really have no interest in drawing talismans. If you have the time, you might as well teach me some killer moves?
But Old Man Yin said that he only knew how to use the shooting star to catch up with the moon. If I could master this skill, then I would be born naturally.
Monk Hua, on the other hand, said that my state of mind is not enough and that I can only learn from the two Buddhas to ascend to heaven.
I asked him why, but Monk Hua mysteriously told me that the secret must not be revealed, and he would teach me the rest of the Nine Killing Styles sooner or later, but not at this time...
In this way, I was drawing talismans in the incineration room, while Old Man Yin on the other side was drinking wine and playing chess with his left hand against his right hand.
Another night passed like this, and when she returned to the house, Xiao Yuqi was making breakfast for Liangpi and Monk Hua.
I collected the ashes of evil things from the crematorium and bandaged Liangpi's wound according to Uncle Quan's instructions.
This bandaging immediately caused Liangpi to frown, and the scar on his face almost stood up...
"Just say it if it hurts. Even if you say it, it will be of no use." I said after taking a shower.
Liangpi glanced at me and quickly showed an expressionless expression...
I secretly despised this pretentious guy, and the movements of my hands were secretly a little heavier, which immediately made him frown again.
After bandaging Liangpi’s wound, the guy named Hua Monk came over and winked at me and asked me if I wanted to “beg for alms” together.
I told Monk Hua not to catch other people’s dogs all the time. Dogs are so cute. Isn’t it cruel to eat dog meat all the time? Why don’t you catch other pets in the community and bring them back to eat? Rabbits, pigs, etc.
Improve the food. If it doesn't work, you can go to other communities. You can't just eat grass from the side of the house...
Regarding my suggestion, Monk Hua suddenly realized it and slapped the back of his bare head, saying yes again and again.
I was too lazy to offend him. After eating the breakfast prepared by Xiao Yuqi, I slept until noon, and then helped Old Man Yin arrange to meet and develop a relationship with his precious daughter, Fang Xueer.
After arriving at Fang Xueer's school, it was already lunch time. I made a reservation in the restaurant on the side and took Fang Xueer there with me. The old man Yin couldn't sit still right away.
"Xue'er..." Old Man Yin's cloudy eyes turned red for a moment.
When Fang Xueer was shouted at by such a sudden and strange person, she immediately turned back and looked at me.
When I saw this, I quickly asked her to sit down first, and then motioned to Old Man Yin to restrain his emotions so as not to scare Fang Xueer away the first time we met.
Old Man Yin had secretly met Fang Xueer several times before. Faced with this daughter he had never raised or met, Old Man Yin changed his previous lonely and taciturn attitude and became like a talkative woman.
"Xue'er, just order whatever you like."
"Xue'er, do you like drinking juice?"
"Xue'er, how have you been in these years? Has anyone bullied you..."
Faced with Old Man Yin's chattering, Fang Xueer, after being surprised at the beginning, slowly and actively started chatting with Old Man Yin.
As I watched this scene from the side, I couldn't help but feel a little moved.
Fang Xueer's life is very good now. Although she doesn't know that she was adopted, her adoptive parents are really good to her. This makes old man Yin dare not reveal his identity directly, so he can only hold back his excitement.
In the mood of chatting with Fang Xueer about home affairs...
After the meal was over, I took Fang Xueer back to school first. When I came back, I saw Old Man Yin half-lying on the table, with several empty wine bottles piled in front of him.
"Duoduo, you gave me a daughter, why did you leave me like this? Look at our daughter, she looks so much like you... But I just can't recognize her, haha, my daughter,
But you have to recognize others as your parents.”
Old Man Yin seemed drunk, so I shook my head and without saying a word, I carried him on my shoulders and rushed to the crematorium.
As soon as I returned to the crematorium and put Old Man Yin on the table, there was a sound of the horn of a car outside the crematorium.
The driver Li Qiang and several other men in white coats brought a black canvas bag in. A man in a white coat took off his mask, took out a certificate and threw it to me and Uncle Quan, then turned around and went out without saying a word.
I looked at the few people in white coats who didn't even say hello, and couldn't help but spit.
"The hospital is amazing, isn't it? You look down on our crematorium. If you can, don't come."
I am also a little angry. People from these hospitals usually bring corpses here, and they are all fully armed, for fear of breathing or getting the air and ashes in the crematorium...
Uncle Quan seemed quite calm, so I walked to the body bag angrily, and when I opened the chain of the body bag and saw the body inside, my heart couldn't help but skip a beat again!
"It's the same as the one yesterday." I couldn't help but turn my head and said to Uncle Quan.
Uncle Quan walked over and took a look, and his face suddenly became more solemn.
I gritted my teeth and felt a little heavy in my heart. Damn it, the corpse today is almost the same as the one yesterday.
His face was pale and ferocious, his body was swollen, and there were open wounds on his body. When he pressed his hand, fishy green water came out of the body.
On the neck, there was a pair of teeth marks that were difficult to detect. I took the wine bottle of Old Man Yin who was asleep and poured the wine on the neck of the corpse. I found that the neck suddenly turned black...
"The second one!" I said.
Uncle Quan nodded, his eyes lingered on the dead body for a moment, and then he waved his hand for me to throw the body into the crematorium.
For dead bodies that were not claimed by their families, I threw them into the cremator in a few seconds, burning them into ashes along with the body bags...
I looked up at Uncle Quan: "Should we tell people outside that there might be a zombie king hiding in the river?"
Quan Shui pondered for a moment and finally shook his head.
"If you don't tell me, I guess someone would be in trouble every now and then, and others would think that he committed suicide by jumping into the river... It's almost hard to see the pair of teeth marks on this body," I said.
"Telling people outside hastily will only cause confusion." Uncle Quan said.
"If we don't say that, more people will die!"
Uncle Quan frowned. After a while, he glanced at Old Man Yin who was sleeping soundly on the table, and then a flash of determination flashed in his eyes!
He said: "You don't have to worry about it, I have my own way..."
Seeing Uncle Quan's appearance, I opened my mouth to ask more questions, but under Uncle Quan's gaze, I kept my mouth shut.
At seven or eight o'clock that night, Uncle Quan took the old man Yin out of the crematorium after he sobered up without saying a word.
And when I saw their leaving figures, I felt hesitant in my heart.
"Sir, I knew your method was this, and you made it so mysterious!"
I spat at their backs, then gritted my teeth, quickly locked the door to the crematorium, and then secretly followed behind them...
[Author's digression]: Thank you to Conan, Cancan, Old Man Quan, Big Milk Bottle, Dong Shaowuxin and other book friends for their rewards!