At night, the moonlight poured down, but it was a bit pale and scary.
In the morgue, Wencai was sleeping soundly beside him. He was not afraid of the corpses in the morgue, as if he had long been accustomed to them.
But he didn't know that while he was sleeping with his head covered, a coffin suddenly expanded and propped up quickly, as if it was about to fall apart at any time.
Click!
Suddenly, a slender and pale hand stretched out from the coffin, with five long black-green fingers extending out of the coffin, as if it wanted to crawl out of it.
The fingernails that were gradually turning black were really scary.
Soon, the palm of his hand touched the coffin lid, but there was a red line grid like the same shape on the coffin lid, which contained a lot of mana.
As soon as the palm touched it, the red light on the coffin lid exploded, and it was like an electric shock. The ugly palm retracted with lightning speed, and the coffin, which had been opened with a small opening, was quickly closed and covered.
This fluctuation quickly alarmed Uncle Jiu who was not asleep. Even Jiang Chi, who was sleeping not far away, was also awakened. However, thinking that Uncle Jiu had passed away, he did not do anything more.
After a while, the sound of Uncle Jiu opening the door sounded.
When I opened the morgue, I held up a torch and shined it towards Wencai. I saw that Wencai was sleeping like a dead pig. He didn't notice any movement at all and had no intention of waking up.
I looked at Ren Weiyong's coffin again, but found nothing, no movement at all, everything had disappeared.
He also took a closer look at the coffin lid, only to find that it was covered with ink lines, and there was nothing wrong with it.
Then, a voice came.
Uncle Jiu was stunned and quickly looked to the side. A not very bright oil lamp still found the shelf lying on the ground, but it was Wencai who turned over in his sleep and kicked it over.
Seeing this, he couldn't help but curl his lips and murmured: "Sleeping like a pig, this kind of person is the most suitable to guard the Yizhuang."
As he said this, he covered Wencai with the quilt again.
"well!"
In the end, Uncle Jiu could only sigh, with a look of helplessness on his face.
Immediately, he couldn't help but glared at Wencai and said: "I'm afraid he won't know if the sky falls, but fortunately it is like this.
Otherwise, where can I find such a good heir?"
He just hoped that Wen Cai could inherit his mantle, guard the Yizhuang, save the people, and pass this thing on.
As for Qiu Sheng, he has an aunt, so he doesn't need Uncle Jiu to worry about his career.
After covering Wencai with the quilt, Uncle Jiu came to Ren Weiyong's coffin with an oil lamp and listened carefully, hoping to hear what was going on inside the coffin.
But since Uncle Jiu came, there seemed to be no movement among the corpses inside, and they no longer dared to hold the coffin. Everything was so quiet.
It is unknown whether there is a corpse transformation. However, the lack of movement is a good thing for Uncle Jiu, so that he will have more time to prepare the cemetery.
He even tried to find a way to get all the Yin Qi out of the corpse, so that no matter how special Ren Weiyong's corpse was, it would definitely not turn into a zombie.
Immediately, he carefully checked the surroundings again, but found that there was nothing unusual. The roof was well covered, and the coffins around him had not changed in any way.
In the entire morgue, except for Wencai's snoring, there was no other sound in this space. However, Uncle Jiu felt that something strange had happened here, and he always felt that there was some danger.
It's as if a peerless evil demon is awakening here.
That kind of underworld feeling spreads out in all directions like dust kicked up by stepping on hooves. The quieter it is, the more weird and terrifying it becomes.
At this time, a figure slowly walked in.
But it was Jiang Chi who hadn't seen Uncle Jiu back for a long time. When he saw Uncle Jiu's vigilant look, he smiled slightly and said, "Senior brother, it's me."
Uncle Jiu approached with an oil lamp. When he saw it was Jiang Chi, he breathed a sigh of relief, "Junior brother, why are you here?"
What is Jiang Chi doing here this late at night?
Before he could think more, Jiang Chi explained: "I felt a strong evil spirit coming from the morgue, so I was awakened.
When I was about to come and check, I saw that you had already come over. I wanted to forget it, but you didn't reply for a long time, so I thought something had happened.
So I came to see it!
Senior brother, just be okay. It seems that the old man of the Ren family will not be able to live in peace even if he dies. Presumably, the evil aura came from him.
Senior brother, according to me, this majestic corpse has probably begun to transform into a corpse, but I don’t know why he can calm down again as if he has intelligence.
Have you ever seen this happen?"
Intelligent zombies?
Is that still a zombie, or is it already a psychic zombie?
After hearing this, Uncle Jiu was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said: "Junior brother, the situation you mentioned is not impossible.
But I have never seen a zombie born with intelligence, so I don't know if it exists.
But if it’s true as you say, I’m afraid we’ll be in big trouble.”
Now that Ren Weiyong is being suppressed, if he opens the coffin to see what's going on, he might cause trouble and maybe even let the zombie go.
Zombies with intelligence are far more violent and terrifying than zombies without intelligence. Who knows what they will do.
Jiang Chi also nodded slightly and muttered, "Senior brother, you still have to make preparations in advance, otherwise it will be difficult to deal with him when the time comes.
If we burn the coffin together now, maybe not so many things will happen, alas!"
But he also knew that Ren Fa would not agree.
So Uncle Jiu had no choice but to smile bitterly and said: "Junior brother, why don't you think of another way? If this zombie really turns into a corpse and has intelligence, I'm afraid you and I will be no match."
Ordinary zombies are very powerful, let alone intelligent zombies.
If that were the case, Ren Weiyong's corpse would probably turn into a silver-armored corpse, otherwise he wouldn't be hiding from Uncle Jiu and the others.
The two nodded tacitly and looked at each other a few times.
Jiang Chi then comforted Uncle Jiu: "Senior brother, with the Mo Dou Line suppressing him now, we should be able to delay him for a while. At least he will be fine tonight.
The most important thing is probably tomorrow night. I'm afraid Mo Douxian won't be able to suppress it by then, and the zombies will emerge from the coffin only in the blink of an eye.
But I’m afraid that Mr. Ren will be in trouble.”
He didn't think about rescuing anyone. As long as Uncle Jiu, Wencai, Qiu Sheng and the others were fine, he didn't bother to care about the others.
Uncle Jiu's face darkened and he could only nod and said: "Okay, let's try to solve it tomorrow, otherwise I'm afraid something big will really happen."
At this time, Jiang Chi asked again: "Senior brother, haven't you started practicing the pre-Qin method I taught you? It can strengthen the body."
Hearing this, Uncle Jiu smiled bitterly and sighed: "It's not that I don't want to practice, it's just that I don't have time to practice at all.
Junior brother, you have also seen that I have been busy these days, so I don’t have any time."
Shaking his head, he smiled bitterly.
He didn't even have time to sort out his own Taoism, let alone other things.
In this regard, Jiang Chi just advised: "Senior brother, only when you are stronger can you defeat demons better!"
After saying that, he turned around and went back to the house, saying nothing more.
As for what Uncle Jiu would think, it was none of his business. He had already reminded him anyway.
build?
Or not to repair?
Uncle Jiu looked solemn, and finally nodded in thought! 11