Zombie: At the beginning, I was appointed by Uncle Jiu to open the museum

A quarter past three in the afternoon.

Renjiazhuang.

In front of a cemetery.

Uncle Jiu, dressed in Taoist robes, was studying the cemetery in front of him carefully.

Standing behind him are Master Ren, a wealthy family in Renjiazhuang, and his daughter Ren Yingying.

The reason why it appeared here was because this cemetery was his family's ancestral grave.

The more wealthy the family is, the more they value this kind of feng shui.

According to the words of the Feng Shui master who showed them the ground and erected the grave before, the grave must be moved twice this year in order to continue to bring a better future to his family.

Master Ren found the most famous Uncle Jiu in the town.

"Master, everything has been arranged according to your instructions."

Qiu Sheng, Uncle Jiu's apprentice, rubbed his dirty hands on his clothes casually, and said with a smile.

Glancing at the sacrificial table, Uncle Jiu nodded slightly, and said with a serious face, "This place is indeed a good geomantic treasure, but there is a cloud of extremely negative evil spirit faintly on this grave."

"In this case, there is generally only one possibility, and that is that the person in the coffin below has been completely shattered!"

Qiu Sheng's face tensed up instantly, and he said worriedly, "Master, then we..."

Before Qiu Sheng could finish speaking, Wen Cai stood up from behind the grave, and said nervously while pulling up his pants, "Then let's go back, whoever wants to take this kind of work!"

Completely overcast!

As a literary talent who was directly taught by Uncle Jiu, he couldn't be more clear about this completely degraded thing.

This shows that the things in the coffin here already have the conditions for a deadly transformation, and it is still a very terrifying kind of deadly transformation.

"Take people's money and eliminate disasters for others." Qiu Sheng looked at Wen Cai with a look of disgust, "Besides, there is a master here, what are you afraid of!"

Wencai grumbled reluctantly, "Master? I'm not very familiar with that Yin-shaped thing..."

Looking at these two disciples, Uncle Jiu shook his head helplessly.

He rapped on the heads of the two of them with hatred, "Okay! We must find a way to suppress such an extremely dark thing in the town. If something happens, we don't want to stay out of it."

"Huh? Where's Xiaofeng?"

Uncle Jiu raised his head in doubt, his eyes rolled around, and he saw a handsome young man sitting on a stone pier, talking for some reason, making Ren Yingying, the daughter of the Ren family, trembling with laughter.

Qiu said angrily, "Brat! We are here, working hard, but he is fine, and he is enjoying himself over there!"

Ren Yingying is the crush crush of the young men in the town, and also the goddess in their hearts.

Seeing his goddess, being teased by Xiao Feng's sweet talk, she couldn't stop laughing and gritted her teeth angrily.

"Han Feng!" Qiu Sheng shouted at the top of his voice.

"It's senior brother who called me, so I won't tell you now." Xiao Feng jumped off the stone pier with a smile, and trotted over.

"Master, are you going to start?" Xiaofeng said innocently.

Han Feng, a time traveler, traveled to this fantasy zombie world a year ago, and by chance, became one of Uncle Jiu's disciples.

If it's a coincidence, it's better to say it's the result of Xiaofeng's hard work.

In this perilous zombie world, without the golden fingers necessary for traversers, Han Feng has a very clear understanding of himself. If he wants to survive, he must find a strong backer for himself.

As we all know, the most famous one who specializes in dealing with zombies is the Nine Uncles of the Maoshan School.

Facts have proved that Han Feng's choice is correct, because until now, he has not been able to awaken Goldfinger.

If it weren't for Uncle Jiu's protection, it would be impossible to live to this day.

On weekdays, following Uncle Jiu and his seniors, we often saw this kind of grave-digging.

Xiaofeng thought that this time, just like the previous few times, after digging for others, it would be fine to reverse the direction and change the feng shui.

Uncle Jiu looked solemn, "We can start now, but the situation here is a bit complicated. For a while, be careful, let's dig it out and have a look."

Uncle Jiu's words made Xiaofeng's heart tremble.

I have followed Uncle Jiu for more than a year, and I rarely see Uncle Jiu with such a dignified expression. It seems that this time is not easy.

Taking a look at the tombstone of the deluxe package in this world, Xiao Feng unconsciously took a few steps back.

As a disciple of Uncle Nine, Xiaofeng's morality is not a bit worse than that of Lin Qiusheng and Wencai.

If you want to learn Maoshan Taoism, you must have a certain physical fitness.

In other words, you have to open up that one.

If you are not enlightened, you are only worthy of wandering outside the threshold, and it is impossible to learn even basic Taoism.

For Han Feng, as a young man in the 21st century, his biggest hobby is to stay at home, watch TV dramas and read books, order takeout when he is hungry, and he is too lazy to go upstairs when he is fine. His physical fitness can be said to be killing chickens The strenuous kind.

Not to mention practicing Taoism, it would be nice to be able to remember the order in which to manipulate the altar.

"Uncle Ninth, how's it going? Is it possible to open the restaurant?" Master Ren walked over with a smile on his rich belly after resting in the luxurious carriage.

Uncle Jiu nodded.

A group of people stood in front of the set up sacrificial altar and performed the prostration ceremony.

Uncle Jiu said, "The sacrifice is over, let's begin!"

Master Ren beckoned, and a dozen or so people in servant clothes clattered out, holding military shovels and various other tools, rushing up to the grave, yelling.

dusty!

On the tombstone, the name and portrait of Mrs. Ren were quickly torn apart.

soon.

A coffin of high-quality golden silk rosewood, with one vertical end exposed.

Everyone put the rope prepared in advance on it, and went around the upper wheel, and a dozen people pulled the other end of the rope with all their strength.

Hum Chi Hum Chi!

Soon, a red sandalwood coffin was suspended above the grave.

Uncle Jiu glanced at Qiusheng, who immediately understood, ran over, wrapped the rope around the other end of the coffin, and carefully placed it horizontally on the ground.

Next, is the important scene of the opening.

Without even thinking about it, Qiu Sheng stepped forward and clasped the coffin lid tightly with his fingers.

"Wait!" Uncle Jiu glanced at Han Feng behind Master Ren and Ren Yingying.

Brat, if you hide so far, can I not see you?
"Xiaofeng, come here!"

Without practice, there will never be progress.

This is Uncle Jiu's 'special treatment' for Han Feng.

Seeing this, Qiusheng and Wencai turned their backs and burst into joy.

At this moment, Xiaofeng's head was buzzing.

Walking mechanically to the coffin, he swallowed nervously.

at this time.

A crisp mechanical sound resounded deep in my mind.

[Congratulations to the host!Sensing your side, gathering extremely heavy Yin Qi, the god-level Yin Sha system has been activated! 】

At this moment, Han Feng's eyes lit up, and his heart was both nervous and excited.

A second ago, he was still nervous about the coffin surrounded by Yin Qi. At this moment, the sudden appearance of the system has made it too late for him to think about other things. Only the system is in his mind.

Yes, it's coming!

After a year of waiting, it's finally here!