However, Xu Ce still found that he had underestimated the IQ of the literary talent. This guy was not really stupid, but simply because the delay time of his brain circuit was too long.
Wen Cai was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly asked:
"Elder brother, do you think Qiu Sheng put the bricks on the beams?"
Xu Ce was stunned for a moment when he asked this question. Should Qiu Sheng be asked to take the blame for Uncle Jiu?
0.5 seconds later, Xu Ce made a decision. It was an honor for Qiu Sheng to be his apprentice to take the blame for Uncle Jiu.
Xu Ce looked like he was thinking, and after a few seconds of delay, he analyzed seriously:
"This possibility cannot be ruled out.
It's obvious that your senior brother and I can't do such a harmful thing.
It is even more impossible for Master and the old man.
Neither can the 'gentlemen' inside the coffin. They have no chance to transform into corpses, and all that's left is their skeletons.
As for Junior Brother Qiu Sheng, well, his character is actually quite good. Apart from his love of teasing you, he doesn't seem to have any shortcomings.
…”
At this point, Xu Ce couldn't speak anymore and felt that his conscience was being tortured.
"Elder brother, I understand."
Wen Cai's little eyes suddenly became super determined, that was the light of revenge.
Xu Ce silently observed three minutes of silence for Qiu Sheng in advance. Who told you that if you don't come back today, you deserve to take the blame for Uncle Jiu.
Thinking of this, Xu Ce's fried conscience finally felt better.
This is cause and effect. Whatever has a cause, there must be an effect!
A stick of incense has been burned.
Uncle Jiu put on a goose-yellow Taoist robe, a dharma hat on his head, a mahogany sword on his back, a Bagua mirror on his chest, a money sword in his hand, and a goose-yellow bag hanging diagonally on his waist with a bulging bag inside.
Yes, it should contain a lot of good stuff.
"Master, we are going to fight, and we have brought so many magic weapons with us."
Ever since Wencai became a disciple of Uncle Jiu, he has never seen Uncle Jiu be so cautious.
Uncle Jiu glanced at the gauze tied around Wencai's head and immediately looked away. He couldn't bear to look at it, it was too ugly.
Then Uncle Jiu coughed twice and said:
"This trip is no small matter. If you bring enough magic weapons, you might be able to use them.
There is an old saying that goes, opportunities are reserved for those who are prepared.
If due to lack of preparation, the zombies are allowed to escape again, it will be the greatest shame for us cultivators."
"Master is right, I will follow your instructions carefully."
Xu Ce bowed and replied.
When Wencai saw this, he also said something.
Uncle Jiu nodded with satisfaction,
"Set off!"
The three masters and apprentices, including one who was sick, set off again.
With Wencai's current condition, it is actually not suitable for him to exercise too much, but leaving him in Yizhuang really makes people feel uneasy.
In desperation, I could only follow.
Xu Ce was tired of this drag bottle along the way.
Now Xu Ce finally knows why Uncle Jiu brought so much "equipment", so that he can logically ignore literary talents. Any opportunities left to those who are prepared are all deceptive.
According to normal thinking, Uncle Jiu, who is a master, should let his disciples get all the magic weapons.
But Uncle Jiu didn't even mention it and walked directly to the front without giving Xu Ce a chance to take the initiative.
What a pit!
Especially the herbal smell on Wen Cai's body is mixed with the smell of sweat. Not to mention how sour and refreshing the smell is, it's super disgusting.
After more than half an hour, I finally saw the door of Ren's house, which was brightly lit.
Not only were oil lamps lit all around, but a large bonfire was also lit in the middle of the yard.
The originally dark courtyard was illuminated as brightly as daylight.
A servant stood at the door and looked up eagerly. After seeing three figures slowly appearing in his sight, he shouted in surprise:
"Master, miss, here we come!
Uncle Jiu, Xu Ce, and Wencai are all here!"
Hearing this shout, everyone in the Ren family looked surprised, and the anxiety that was on their faces just a second ago disappeared.
They have all seen how powerful Xu Ce is, and Uncle Jiu is Xu Ce's master, so he will definitely become even more powerful.
Wen Cai is Xu Ce's junior brother and should not be much worse than Xu Ce.
The three Taoist priests, now they no longer have to worry about the zombie old man coming back to bite them.
Ren Fa walked forward with excited steps, with an excited smile on his face,
"Uncle Jiu, Xu Ce...uh..."
Ren Fa glanced at the guy wrapped in straps and froze in place. This guy seemed to be a literary talent. What's going on?
Could it be that he was bitten by his father?
"Uncle Jiu, what happened to Wencai?"
Uncle Jiu glanced at the injury on Wencai's head, twitched the corner of his mouth in embarrassment, and said:
"It's okay, I just fell."
It turns out it was a fall, so that’s good.
Master Ren secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He remembered Xu Ce's words. People who are bitten by zombies will transform into zombies. It doesn't just mean that they were bitten by their father.
"Uncle Jiu, Xu Ce, Wen Cai, please come in."
Master Ren made a gesture of invitation, and his slightly stiff face regained a smile.
"Quickly, prepare tea and snacks for the three Taoist priests."
Master Ren shouted again to the people inside.
The servant immediately started running, not daring to neglect at all.
"Master Ren, it doesn't have to be like this."
Uncle Jiu waved his hand.
"Master, I'm hungry."
Wencai muttered something.
"Hahaha, don't worry, Wen Cai, you'll have enough control."
Mr. Ren laughed and said.
Uncle Jiu glared at Wencai angrily. He originally wanted to scold him, but when he thought about patting Wencai on the head, he still felt a little guilty.
It's just that Uncle Jiu was still a little confused as to why Wencai didn't react at all. This was not in line with the acting style of a Wencai fool.
Didn't Xu Ce tell Wen Cai that it was his master who took the photo?
Thinking of this, Uncle Jiu decided to ask Xu Ce later, otherwise he would always feel a little weird.
Three people were seated.
"Uncle Jiu, what happened tonight was too terrible."
Master Ren Fa recalled the previous scene, his face palpitated, then he became relaxed and said:
"But now that you are here, I feel relieved.
Hey, even though we are from all over the country, our Ren family town still has to rely on Uncle Jiu."
Uncle Jiu sighed at this time and said:
"Master Ren, this is the reason why I asked Master Ren to spark the fire when we were on the mountain.
But now that the situation has come to this, we can only try our best to make up for it.”
Ren Fa actually regretted it a bit. He didn't expect that the matter would be so serious. Now he hates that Feng Shui master in his heart.
"Uncle Jiu, what should we do now?"
Ren Fa asked.
Uncle Jiu shook his head, what else could he do?
There seems to be no other way except waiting for Mrs. Ren to come to the door.
Renjia Town doesn't sound big, but it's not that easy to take the initiative to find a zombie who doesn't know where it is hiding.