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

After some tossing, Uncle Jiu took Han Feng and followed Nianying to the Marshal's Mansion.

Either way, it's a matter of life and death.

Even if it wasn't an accident at Nianying's family, or it was a stranger he didn't know, if they came to him, Uncle Jiu would not sit idly by.

I don't know what Uncle Jiu whispered in Aunt Cane's ear when Uncle Jiu went out. Aunt Cane covered her mouth and smiled from ear to ear, willingly letting Uncle Jiu go out.

Unexpectedly, when faced with a strong woman like Aunt Cane, Uncle Jiu was quite capable of dealing with her.

Qiusheng and Wencai were fined by Uncle Jiu to stack the ingots.

In the past, Yizhuang was very poor, and what they did the longest and the last thing they wanted to do was to stack ingots.

Life is better now, and I haven't done this kind of work for a long time.

Wen Cai wrinkled his old face, and took out thick stacks of ingot paper from the room.

Complained, "Master is really eccentric, every punishment is only for us, why can that kid Han Feng not accept punishment?!"

Qiu Sheng smiled wryly, "Are you still complaining? I should be the one complaining."

"Even though I didn't do anything, I still have to be punished with you."

The two squatted in a side room, moved two small mats and started stacking ingots.

Suddenly Wencai jumped up, turned around and walked out of the yard. Not long after, a group of spirit babies were brought back.

"Wen Cai, you think the punishment Master gave you is too light, don't you?"

"Huh? That's wrong. Anyway, we can liberate our labor without Master."

Wencai picked up a piece of paper stacked with ingots and carefully folded an ingot, then turned his head and said to the group of spirit infants, "Do you see clearly? You can do as I did, fold all the paper on the ground, and I will How about rewarding you with ten eggs?"

"Okay, okay."

The spirit babies with their natural nature danced and jumped up, squatting on the ground in a decent shape, and began to fold up just like Wen Cai's technique.

After Qiusheng saw it, he couldn't help but give a thumbs up.

"You can imagine how amazing this is!"

Someone worked for them and the two of them went back to the house and went to sleep.

……

At the same time, Uncle Jiu and Han Feng had arrived at the Marshal's Mansion.

It was very late at night, and there were only patrolling people left in the entire Marshal's Mansion, but there was a housekeeper waiting at the door.

Seeing someone coming in, the housekeeper hurriedly greeted him with a smile on his face, "Uncle Jiu, you are here."

"How's the situation inside?" On the way here just now, Uncle Jiu had heard Nianying briefly talk about some of the general's symptoms.

"Hey, the situation is very bad, the commander-in-chief has been screaming in pain."

Uncle Jiu frowned. The commander invited many famous doctors, but no cause was found.

It's just that he screams and hurts day and night, his whole body is cold, and his face is getting haggard day by day.

Some people said that he was possessed by evil spirits and was sucking his essence dry, so he invited Uncle Jiu because he had no other choice.

Otherwise, with the relationship between Lianmei and Uncle Jiu, she would never invite Uncle Jiu to come. The relationship between the two will inevitably cause some unnecessary troubles, and it is not good for anyone to gossip.

During the brief questioning, Uncle Jiu and Han Feng had already walked to the place where the commander was resting.

The room was brightly lit.

The expensive furniture set off the lofty feeling of the entire Marshal's Mansion, and Uncle Jiu stepped in.

Lianmei beside the bed was twisting the face towel, carefully wiping the sweat off the handsome man's forehead.

Seeing Uncle Jiu coming in, he hurriedly stood up and looked at Uncle Jiu with a heavy expression.

"You're here." The ex-lover met again in such a situation.

Uncle Jiu nodded slightly at Sister Lian, feeling an inexplicable feeling in his heart.

The former lover is now a noble and handsome wife, so Uncle Nine must respect him.

But it was somewhat embarrassing.

Just when Uncle Jiu was in embarrassment, Han Feng had already walked to the commander's bedside.

If you remember correctly, this handsome man became like this because the ancestors who died in the family evolved into zombies, and the family was affected by zombies.

Sure enough, Han Feng just glanced at the handsome face from a distance and saw something.

Stretching out his hand to touch the other party's neck, it was as cold as a dead body.

Now Han Feng was more sure.

"Master." He walked to Uncle Jiu and whispered in his ear, "This handsome father may have turned into a zombie."

"The reason why the commander-in-chief is like this is precisely because he was affected by his father's corpse poison, which will harm his heirs."

If nothing else happened, the brothers and sisters of the handsome man should all have more or less various strange diseases in their bodies.

Hearing what Han Feng said, Uncle Jiu glared at Han Feng and reprimanded in a low voice, "Don't talk nonsense."

This is the Marshal's mansion where he has to be more careful in every word and deed. Coupled with the relationship between himself and Lianmei, the Marshal himself has a problem with Uncle Jiu.

If Lian Mei hadn't insisted on inviting Uncle Jiu this time, the commander would not have invited Uncle Jiu here even if he was beaten to death.

Han Feng naturally understood what Uncle Jiu was thinking, and stood aside resentfully, waiting for Master to come forward to make a diagnosis.

Uncle Jiu stood by the bed and visibly swayed for a while, then turned around and looked at the people in the room, including the handsome wife Lianmei, a group of serving maids and servants who ran errands.

Lianmei bit her lips, and tightly clenched the champagne in her hand, "Jiuying, it seems that you have found the cause, so just tell me if you have any questions."

After speaking, he turned around and waved to some maidservants and servants behind him, "You all step back first."

"Yes!" Uncle Jiu and Lian Mei met each other's eyes after everyone else had left.

Han Feng scratched his head in embarrassment, thinking, isn't it just that zombies appeared in the ancestors of the family, what can't be said about it?

"Ma'am, we guess that your father-in-law turned into a zombie, which caused your husband to suffer from such a strange illness." Han Feng said bluntly.

Uncle Jiu cast his sharp eyes on Han Feng again, and said in a low voice, "Can't you be more tactful, boy?! What if you scare the handsome lady?"

Han Feng was speechless for a while.

Master, she is already a wife, so please take it easy!
Besides, how do you say this kind of thing euphemistically?

It can't be said that your father-in-law may show signs of being resurrected from the dead. If your husband wants to recover from his illness, you have to let your father-in-law die again? ?

Besides, if I remember correctly, this sister Lian was also Uncle Jiu's junior sister back then, and she should be able to see some ways in the Taoist sect.

Is it necessary to beat around the bush in front of a like-minded person? !
When Lianmei heard this, she seemed to have expected it.

Maybe it's just that I don't want to think about it all the time.

Hearing what Uncle Jiu and his apprentice said, my heart couldn't hold back any longer.

Sitting limply on the chair, he covered his face with the handkerchief and wept, making Uncle Jiu even more flustered for a moment, not knowing what to do.

"Oh, sister Lian, don't cry."

"Now that the problem is found, let's find a way to solve it."

"Don't worry! With me here, the commander-in-chief will definitely be fine!"

Han Feng opened his mouth wide.

I rely on!

This seemed to be the first time I saw Master, so nervous about one person and one thing.

Master, Uncle Jiu, is this still you?