In the attic, Uncle Jiu and Ren Fa finished talking and walked out of the study.
As soon as they came out, the two of them saw Awei's embarrassed appearance.
"Ah, it's nothing, dad, we are just joking!" Ren Tingting suppressed her laughter and explained quickly.
Murphy also smiled and said: "Captain Awei heard that I learned about firearms in the UK, so he kowtowed to me and became my teacher. How can I afford it? I am trying to persuade Captain Awei that we can just communicate with each other. What?"
It doesn’t matter whether you want to become a disciple or not.”
"Don't you think so, Captain Awei?"
"That's it!" Awei nodded repeatedly: "Brother Mo has a very deep knowledge of firearms. He is a professional at first glance. If our security team can have talents like him joining us, our combat effectiveness will definitely be greatly increased."
Uncle Jiu and Ren Fa are both old foxes with thousands of years of experience. How could they not see the intrigue between them?
It's just the nonsense between children, so naturally I don't want to bring it to the table and talk about it, just slap it, haha, and get over it with a few vague sentences.
At the same time, Ren Tingting felt that she had discovered a new side of Mo Fei - not only good-looking, but also studied abroad, knowledgeable, and even well-matched... and now she discovered that his martial arts value was also very high!
Mo Fei snatched Awei's firearms with bare hands, which illustrates his close combat ability.
From Mo Fei's familiarity with disassembling and assembling firearms, we can see how powerful his marksmanship is.
In short, this is simply a treasure boy!
"I wonder how many more surprises Brother Mo can give me?"
Ren Tingting was looking forward to it in her heart.
Now that the discussion was over, Uncle Jiu was ready to leave.
But Ren Fa persuaded him to stay: "Uncle Jiu, you're here now, don't be in a hurry to leave. Let's talk about it after lunch!"
"No, no, we still have a lot of things to do, so let's take our leave now and talk about it when we have time!" Uncle Jiu said.
"Sharpening a knife is as good as chopping wood. Only when you are full can you have the strength to work!" Ren Fa said.
"Yes, Uncle Jiu, just stay!" Ren Tingting glanced at Mo Fei and advised her.
If Uncle Jiu left, wouldn't Mo Fei also have to go with him?
How can this work!
She hasn't even said a few words to Brother Murphy yet!
"This..." Uncle Jiu hesitated for a moment - well, actually he also wanted to try what the food of a wealthy family tastes like...
In addition, Wencai and Qiu Sheng didn't want to leave either, so they followed suit.
So Murphy and his party stayed with Haosheng for a lunch.
The standards of the Ren family's family banquet are really extraordinary. Even the best restaurant chef in Ren's town may not be as good at cooking as the chefs in the Ren family.
Uncle Jiu and the others had a great time.
The meal lasted for more than half an hour, and the guests and hosts were enjoying themselves. Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai drank until their cheeks turned red, and even Uncle Jiu had a few drinks.
Mo Fei was naturally focused on chatting with Ren Tingting, often making the little girl smile.
Is it difficult for Neptune to deal with a little girl who has never been in love?
After eating, Mo Fei and the others returned to Yizhuang.
Just when he arrived at the gate of Yizhuang, Uncle Jiu's expression changed, because the middle door was wide open - before leaving, Uncle Jiu closed the door with his own hands...
"Suffer it!"
Uncle Jiu immediately quickened his pace and entered Yizhuang.
"Master, what's wrong with him?" Wencai said in a daze.
"Could it be that Ren Weiyong's body in the mourning hall...was stolen?"
Mo Fei said with a strange expression.
As soon as his demon seed wave power was swept away, he could naturally "see" that the Yizhuang mourning hall was empty. Not to mention Ren Weiyong's body, even the coffin containing him was missing.
"What?" Qiu Sheng said in shock: "Grandpa Tingting's body has been stolen? How is that possible?"
Qiu Sheng also hurried in.
When a group of people arrived in front of the mourning hall, they found that even the coffin containing Ren Weiyong's body was gone.
"Master, what should we do? How should we explain it to Master Ren?"
At this moment, Qiu Sheng's drunken mind also sobered up.
He just likes to fool around, but he is not stupid like a literary talent.
Ren Fa's father was left in their yizhuang, but disappeared. It would be strange if Ren Fa didn't express his anger to them. Maybe Ren Fa would play some cruel tricks on them...
Uncle Jiu is okay, the worst he can do is to start over in another place, but Qiu Sheng's relationship chain is all in Renjia Town. His aunt is a rouge seller in Renjia Town, and there are some other relatives... So he can run away, but the monk can't run away from the temple.
He could only stand at attention and receive a beating.
Uncle Jiu's face also became very ugly: "It's clear and sunny, this coffin can't disappear on its own. Someone must have stolen it. It seems that we have been targeted for a long time!"
"Master, who did such an immoral thing? Why steal a corpse?" Wen Cai said.
"As Mo Fei said, the current Ren Weiyong is an excellent corpse refining material. When some people who specialize in this path see it, it is basically impossible to let him go." Uncle Jiu said: "I now doubt that Er
The Feng Shui master who ordered Ren Weiyong to be buried ten years ago made a plan one after another just for today!"
"Then Master, what should we do now?" Qiu Sheng said.
"Wait until I open the forum and see if I can find any clues." Uncle Jiu said.
While Uncle Jiu was talking to Wencai and Qiu Sheng, the power of Mo Fei's demon seed began to spread out in all directions with the mourning hall as the center.
With the strength of Mo Fei's current demon seed power, he could scan the entire Renjia Town in an instant.
Suddenly, Mo Fei raised his eyebrows and looked at a Chinese chrysanthemum tree in front of the gate of Yizhuang.
Uncle Jiu also sensed something and quickly walked out of the mourning hall.
Immediately, a paper figure cut out of white paper fell from the tree.
When it was three feet above the ground, the paper man vaguely had a real human appearance. However, the two thick blushes, the extremely weird smile, and the pale complexion all made people aware of this.
The unknown aspect of things.
"How brave!" Uncle Jiu shouted sharply, holding a magic trick: "You dare to come to my house to steal zombies, and you still keep this ghost thing as a surveillance, do you really not take your country seriously?"
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A mahogany sword flew out and stabbed the paper man like lightning.
"Hee hee hee……"
The paper man let out a mysterious laugh, but before Uncle Jiu's flying sword approached, he started to spontaneously ignite.
When the flying sword approached, it was completely burned.
If the other party is really powerful, then there is no need to go around in circles with Uncle Jiu. He might have come to rob him head-on last night.
If it is obvious that he is afraid of a direct conflict with Uncle Jiu.
And when the other party didn't even arrive and only left a paper man to monitor, how could he fight Uncle Jiu head-on?
Therefore, when the other party was discovered, he made a decisive decision and immediately destroyed his paper figurine. This would not allow Uncle Jiu to find any clues to his hiding place.
The Taomu Sword turned in front of Uncle Jiu. Uncle Jiu saw that the paper man's ashes were not stained on it, so he couldn't help but secretly said a pity - otherwise he could use this method to find traces of that man.
The man in the dark was really impeccable in his actions, leaving no flaws at all.
This undoubtedly made it extremely difficult for Uncle Jiu to recover Ren Weiyong's body.
But Mo Fei's power of fluctuation quickly swept through the entire Renjia Town, so in a wilderness cave on the outskirts of Renjia Town, there was a man wearing a yellow robe...
"Have you found this place? Hehe..."
Following an old and evil hoarse laugh, Mo Fei's fluctuating power faintly saw the heavy fog rising suddenly in the cave...
next moment.
When Mo Fei's "field of vision" looked at the cave again, there was no trace of it, as if no one had ever survived.
"There's something really magical about this technique..." Murphy frowned and thought.
The other party's vigilance was so strong that Murphy escaped before he could "see" the other party's face clearly.
This also shows that the other party is definitely not an ordinary third-rate warlock, but a monk in the foundation-building stage of Dzogchen who is about the same as Uncle Jiu - definitely not the golden elixir stage, otherwise Mo Fei would definitely be able to feel the different energy intensity of the two.
"What did you find?" Uncle Jiu asked Murphy.
"Not yet." Murphy shook his head and said, "But I don't feel like he's easy to deal with."
"Of course it's hard to deal with. If it weren't for you, I almost wouldn't have noticed that he left a paper figurine in front of my house." Uncle Jiu said, "But this time he was forced to destroy the paper that had even the slightest connection with his mind.
Man, it can be considered a small loss for him."
Next, Uncle Jiu opened the forum to practice.
Using a coffin nail that he had prepared to take from Ren Weiyong's coffin board and the breath of Ren Weiyong on it as a guide, he searched for Ren Weiyong's whereabouts.
"Master, how is it?"
Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai saw that Uncle Jiu had finished doing this and hurriedly stepped forward to ask.
Uncle Jiu shook his head helplessly and said: "It seems that the other party has made too many preparations to refine the zombie Ren Weiyong!"
"You know, even if it is me, it is not easy to completely hide Ren Weiyong's corpse that is about to become a black zombie!"
"Master, do you mean that I can't find it?" Qiu Sheng said with a bitter face.
"Don't panic, give me some time to think of a solution, maybe there's still a chance of saving it," Uncle Jiu said.
"Then Master, do we want to tell Ren Fa and Tingting about the missing body of Ren Weiyong?" Wen Cai asked.
"Not yet!" Uncle Jiu said: "Now that the matter has reached now, it is no longer just about Tingting's family. The other party has spent so much time and energy. Obviously, they don't want a black zombie, but want to refine one.
Zi Zhan comes out! The price of Zi Zong’s birth is not only the destruction of the entire Ren family, I’m afraid the entire Ren family town will not be able to escape the fate of being sacrificed by Zi Zhan.”
"Ah? Is that guy planning to massacre Renjia Town?" Qiu Sheng was shocked and said, "No one can be so crazy, right?"
"There are many people in this world who are less human than you think! In pursuit of power, they will do whatever it takes and destroy their conscience. There is nothing they can't do." Uncle Jiu sighed.
"Master, you old man, please think of a solution quickly!" Wencai shouted belatedly.
"Isn't that what I'm thinking about?" Uncle Jiu rolled his eyes at Wencai: "How many times have I told you to stay calm when encountering problems? You can't solve any problems by being impatient."
After pondering for a long time, Uncle Jiu said: "Maybe I can ask my colleagues around me to work with me to see if I can eradicate this evil!"
As an upright person from a well-known family, the biggest advantage is not the various skills and resources, but the thighs to hug.
So when you encounter a difficult enemy, you can call your friends and attack them together.
There is no need to talk about moral principles when dealing with evil heretics. Anyway, it’s enough for everyone to go up together.
If it was just an ordinary dispute over face, Uncle Jiu might still want to show off his strength and solve the other party on his own, but it was related to the life and death of ordinary people. The plan of the emergence of Zi Zong was enough for Uncle Jiu to put down his dignity and ask his brothers for help.
Of course, because ascetics have their own territorial divisions, it will probably take at least three or four days before someone comes.
In these days, it is not easy to take good care of Renjia Town.
…
At midnight, the moon was dim and cast a hazy light, which seemed to be an ominous sign.
The mountain wind in the distance blew like a ghost's roar, which was extremely penetrating.
There was a frightening atmosphere in the dead, cold air.
Suddenly, a dark cloud covered the moonlight, making the moonlight even dimmer.
"Brother Mo, do you think that zombie will really come to Tingting's house tonight?" Wencai asked.
At this moment, the three of them were lying in ambush around Ren's house, preparing to wait for the zombies to come.
According to Uncle Jiu, people hiding in the dark will definitely make Ren Tingting, Ren Fa and his daughter the first targets to be killed by zombies, so the three of them, Mo Fei, must protect Ren Tingting and his daughter.
As for himself, he takes charge of the overall situation and prevents that person from killing wantonly in Renjia Town to enhance the strength of the zombies.
A black zombie itself is roughly equivalent to a monk in the foundation building stage, and then adding the enemy itself, it becomes two foundation building monks.
As for him, he was just a foundation builder, and he had to deal with two pitfalls, Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai. If it weren't for the help of Mo Fei, who was an extraordinary martial artist, he would have surrendered - of course this was a joke.
The two parties communicated with each other using paper cranes.
"How do I know? Maybe the other party sees that the situation is not good and is prepared to wait for a few days?" Murphy shook his head.
"It's best not to come, otherwise we may not be able to defeat it!" Wen Cai said.
After practicing with Uncle Jiu for so long, Wencai was only at the second level of Qi training, which was basically of no use. However, Qiu Sheng was better and could still play some role in the fourth level of Qi training.
And let them fight with the black zombies who are equivalent to the foundation building stage, even if they hold many kinds of magic tools and objects made by Uncle Jiu to restrain zombies, they must still feel weak in their hearts.
"Wencai, please don't be so cowardly, okay? What can we say? We are also the direct disciples of the Maoshan sect. Show some courage." Qiu Sheng said: "If we have a chance to heroically save the beauty in front of Tingting, then you say...
"
He raised his eyebrows at Wen Cai, his meaning self-evident.
If you say this, then I won’t be sleepy!
"That's right!" Wencai nodded repeatedly.
"Don't talk, it seems like it's really coming."
Mo Fei patted Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai on the shoulders, and pointed at the jumping figure facing Mao Yueliang.
The zombie was wearing the official uniform of the Qing Dynasty, with his hands raised, fangs exposed, and a pair of green eyes looking straight in the direction of Ren Fajia.