Urban Almighty Lottery System

It wasn't until the rooster's blood was completely drained that Uncle Jiu gave it to Qiu Sheng.

By this time, Chen Feng and Wen Cai had already prepared all the remaining materials for it.

Uncle Jiu took all the materials and placed them on the table one by one.

Immediately afterwards, Uncle Jiu officially began to practice. I saw Uncle Jiu stepping on the seven stars, pinching the Taoist seal formula with both hands, and arousing the power of the flame to ignite the chicken blood.

After a while, Uncle Jiu quickly poured the prepared ink into the small bowl containing the chicken blood.

Squeeze the sword finger with your hand, and stir it quickly evenly, during the series of operations of Uncle Jiu.

Chen Feng could clearly feel that the spiritual energy of the surrounding world was continuously pouring into the small bowl.

After a while, the influx of spiritual energy from heaven and earth stopped, and Uncle Jiu also stopped stirring.

Holding the gossip mirror and covering it on the bowl, strands of golden magic power gushed out from his hand.

Uncle Jiu kept pinching the Taoist formula in his hands, forcing out the chicken blood and ink mixed in the bowl, and seeping it into the ink fountain placed on the table.

Wencai looked curiously at the side, and subconsciously asked:
"What is this?"

Chen Feng and Qiu Sheng heard the words and looked carefully, Qiu Sheng is indeed the apprentice who has been with Uncle Jiu for the longest time.

He immediately realized what it was, and responded to Wen Cai immediately.

"It's an ink fountain."

After finishing speaking, seeing that Uncle Jiu had stopped, Qiu Sheng hurriedly said to Uncle Jiu:
"Master, where do you want to play?"

At this time, Uncle Jiu also heard Qiu Sheng's voice, so he handed over the ink fountain in his hand to Qiu Sheng, and at the same time ordered:

"Qiusheng, Wencai, you two play the ink from the ink fountain on the coffin for me, and Xiaofeng, you will learn from your two senior brothers."

"It's the master."

"Ah."

"Oh."

Three inconsistent responses sounded, Qiu Sheng solemnly picked up the ink fountain, pulled Wen Cai to act, and Chen Feng hurriedly followed behind the two.

Watching the people start to move, Uncle Jiu picked up three sticks of incense and lit them, and at the same time ordered:
"You must play the entire coffin on the thread for him, you know?"

"Ah."

"Oh."

There were two inconsistent responses again. Uncle Jiu was used to the attitude of the two of them, so he naturally didn't care about it.

Chen Feng stood aside, but did not respond. After all, he is now a spectator, or an apprentice.

Uncle Jiu opened his mouth to order, of course it was his two senior brothers, and he didn't need an interface.

However, Chen Feng was still a little worried about the actions of the two senior brothers.

Because, he knew that in the original plot, Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai forgot to play the bottom of the coffin.

Only then did Mr. Ren, who had turned into a zombie, run out, so that, in the end, it led to Mr. Ren's death.

Chen Feng thought secretly in his heart: "Later, I must remind the two brothers to play the bottom of the coffin for him."

"After all, this is a matter of life and death, and we still need to be cautious."

Although, for Chen Feng who had already learned the "Kung Fu Cultivation Technique".

The stronger the zombies, the more benefits they will receive from Heaven after they are eradicated.

However, Chen Feng was not willing to fill it with human life.

Although it is said that the life and death of people in this world has nothing to do with him.

However, as a monk, if you can't recognize your true heart and use all means to improve your strength, you will definitely not be able to reach the end.

Having made up his mind, Chen Feng put his mind back on the actions of the two senior brothers in front of him.

At this time, Uncle Jiu had already inserted the lit incense in his hand into the incense burner.

Seeing how many people were busy working non-stop, Uncle Jiu was also relieved, and couldn't help saying:
"People are divided into good and bad, and corpses are divided into zombies."

Hearing Uncle Jiu's words, Wen Cai, who was busy, also wanted to shake his wits.

Quickly picked up Uncle Jiu's words, and said:
"People are not only divided into good and bad, but also men and women."

Uncle Jiu was speechless immediately, this little bastard sometimes really wanted to slap him to death.

Of course, Uncle Jiu was just thinking about it. He was always hard-spoken and soft-hearted, so naturally he couldn't do this kind of thing.

However, even so, Uncle Jiu didn't give Wen Cai a good face, he stared wide-eyed, and yelled at Wen Cai:
"The master is talking, why do you interrupt?"

Seeing Uncle Jiu's expression, Wen Cai, who was still smiling before, suddenly shrank his neck.

He could only smile awkwardly, lowered his head and put his gaze on the work in his hand.

Seeing Wencai's confession, Uncle Jiu nodded in satisfaction, and continued:

"Old Master Ren's corpse is a corpse that is about to turn into a zombie."

When Chen Feng heard what Uncle Jiu said, he also asked curiously:
"Master, how can a corpse become a zombie?"

"Yes, how can a person become a bad person?"

This, the last sentence was said by Wen Cai. He, who has always been thick-skinned, let go of himself when he saw that the master didn't continue to care about it.