Zombieland: I am a Coffinmaker

Chapter 4

"Ok!"

Ma Fateng nodded, and led Su Muchen to the door of Ma Xiaoyun's room.

Pushing open the door, a strong breath rushed into the face, like the strong gas in the abyss, which made people shiver.

"Ok!"

Su Muchen frowned.

He saw a man with white eyes, disheveled hair, bulging cheeks, and red eyes was firmly tied to a stool.

No need to think about it, this person is Ma Xiaoyun.

"roar~"

Hearing the noise at the door, Ma Xiaoyun raised his head and roared at Su Muchen and the others, so frightened that Wen Cai couldn't help exclaiming: "Ah... ghost..."

Su Muchen glanced at Wen Cai, then fixed his gaze on Ma Xiaoyun.

"scapegoat?!"

After observing for a long time, he murmured softly, then shook his head: "No, it's a gas eater!"

As soon as the words came out, he frowned again.

Qi-eating ghosts, ghosts of upright qi, only reveal their evil intentions when encountering bad people and bad things.

Could it be that... Ma Xiaoyun did something outrageous? ! "

Thinking of this, Su Muchen looked at Ma Fateng and said, "Master Ma, give me the horoscope of Mr. Ma's birthday!"

"Xiaoyun's birth date is the fifteenth day of the seventh month in the year of Yihai, born in the middle of the night!"

Ma Fateng's face changed drastically. Although "Qi-eating ghost" didn't know what it was, but judging from its name, it wasn't a good thing. He was worried, so he asked:

"Mr. Su, what is a gas eater?"

"A gas-eater, one of the ghosts that feeds on gas.

This kind of ghost is the same as the Lost God. It cannot directly harm people's lives, but it can absorb human energy.

People who are harmed by it will not die immediately, but will feel that they have no breath.

After a long time, people will become listless, have hallucinations, and act aggressively.

In the end, the victim will die of old age due to the rapid aging of the internal organs due to the lack of qi. "

Speaking of this, Su Muchen paused for a moment, and continued: "Qi-eating ghosts are generally more righteous ghosts, and only those who see them doing bad things will be killed.

I don't know what Mr. Ma has done, but it probably wasn't anything good.

Today, for the sake of Wen Cai, I will temporarily save him.

If the rescue is not good, I hope Master Ma will not blame him! "

After that, he secretly calculated based on the "birthday and horoscope" provided by Ma Fateng.

What he inherited was the "Lu Ban Secret Technique", and calculation was naturally one of the techniques.

Ma Fateng's face changed, and panic flashed in his eyes:
"Ah? Mr. Su, you can't just die without saving me!

Xiaoyun is the only seedling of my Ma family, if something happens to him, it will really kill me!
Please do a good job and save Xiaoyun for the sake of literary talent! "

"Don't worry, since you're here, you won't just sit idly by!"

Su Muchen waved his hand, signaling Ma Fateng to be quiet: "Master Ma, please ask someone to prepare paper, pen, ink, sword, table, candles and other things, I may use them later!"

"What is paper, pen, ink and sword?" Ma Fateng looked at Su Muchen in confusion.

"Yellow paper, Langhao pen, ink fountain, knife, mahogany sword, table, candle, incense!"

Before Su Muchen could speak, Qiu Sheng, who hadn't spoken for a long time, stood aside, and described what "paper, pen, ink, sword..." were.

"Okay, I'll have someone prepare it now!" Ma Fateng suddenly realized, and immediately ordered people to prepare paper, pen, ink and sword.

After a while, everything was ready.

"Qiu Sheng, you are responsible for killing the chicken!" Looking at what Ma Fateng prepared, Su Muchen sighed inwardly: "As expected of a rich man, the things he prepares are fast!"

"Yes!" Qiu Sheng killed the chicken to get the blood, and he was familiar with the road, and it was done quickly!

Su Muchen looked at Wencai and said, "Wencai, light the candle!"

"Yes, Uncle Master!"

Wen Cai nodded and lit the candles on the table.

Su Muchen glanced at the sun above his head and counted the time in his mind.

In about nine seconds, he picked up the wolf brush, dipped it in bright red chicken blood, and quickly drew on the yellow paper.

After a while, the nine talismans were drawn.

Su Muchen picked up the talismans, blew on the undried chicken blood, and handed them to Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng: "You two stick these talismans on the walls, roof, doors and windows of Mr. Ma's room.

Remember, don't leave any place behind! "

"Yes!"

Wencai and Qiusheng nodded, took the talisman and quickly posted it.

Su Muchen stopped paying attention to the two of them. He turned to look at Ma Fateng beside him and said, "Master Ma, please let someone untie the rope on Mr. Ma.

He is too weak, always so sleepy, prone to trouble! "

Hearing this, Ma Fateng was a little hesitant: "Mr. Su, I'm afraid Xiaoyun will hurt someone if you untie the rope!"

Su Muchen waved his hand to interrupt Ma Fateng and said, "Don't worry, as long as I'm here, he can't hurt anyone!"

Seeing Su Muchen's firm tone and extremely confident expression, Ma Fateng had no choice but to believe it.

"Come here, untie the rope on Xiaoyun's body!"

"Yes!"

Although the servants were afraid, they did not dare to disobey Ma Fateng's order, so they could only obey.

"Master, it's done!"

At this time, Wencai and Qiusheng ran over and reported the results.

"Well, just watch from the sidelines and don't make a sound!"

Su Muchen nodded, picked up a handful of "incense" on the table, and lit it on the candle flame.

After a while, a rich aroma wafted out, filling the courtyard in front of Ma Xiaoyun's house with a faint fragrance.

Su Muchen held the lit "incense" and stopped Ma Fateng who wanted to enter the room: "Master Ma, you can't go in for the time being, I will let you in after the processing is over!"

After finishing speaking, he walked into Ma Xiaoyun's room and drove out all the servants inside.

Then he shouted to Wencai and Qiusheng: "You two come in!"

"Yes, Uncle Master!"

The two nodded, walked into the room, and closed the door.

"This"

Ma Fateng looked gloomy and uncertain, wondering what kind of trick Su Muchen was playing.

in the room!
Su Muchen walked up to the sleeping Ma Xiaoyun, put his hands together, held the burning incense, placed it across his chest, and performed the ritual of offering incense.

"Daiyue Zhiyang is by the Surabaya River, and the Zhou rites have their legacy in Lu.

Zhong Ling Yuxiu’s birthplace is a craftsman created by heaven and earth.

In Xiamaoshan Taoist, Su Muchen, be polite! "

After speaking, he put the burning incense in his hand on the floor in front of Ma Xiaoyun.

"A small amount of sincerity is not a salute, but I hope you will accept it!"

After saying that, he took three steps back and put some distance away from Ma Xiaoyun.

Ma Xiaoyun suddenly opened his closed eyes, gave Su Muchen a charming look, and then looked at Burning Incense in front of him, a touch of emotion appeared in his pale eyeballs.

"A tribute?"

Ma Xiaoyun murmured and took a sharp breath.

call out!
The burning incense burned out at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the smoke turned into a white air flow, which penetrated into Ma Xiaoyun's nasal cavity.

"Cool!"

Ma Xiaoyun's ferocious face showed a touch of intoxication, and the eyes looking at Su Muchen became softer.

"Young students, with eyesight, know that I like this.

It's not like the two of them, who start to touch the old man, and don't know how to respect the old and love the young at all! "

With a hoarse voice, Ma Xiaoyun expressed his appreciation for Su Muchen's offer of burning incense.

Su Muchen grinned: "It's short for taking people, but it's short for eating people.

Tell me, why do you hurt people? "

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