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

Facing Uncle Jiu's question, the servants in the mansion shook their heads one after another.

"In the past few days, apart from the illness of the commander-in-chief, there are also some sick people in the mansion, but they must not have passed away."

The butler squeezed over from behind the crowd and said nervously, "Uncle Jiu, what's the problem?"

Asking if there is no dead person for no reason, there must be something in it.

"It's nothing! Everyone go back. If there's nothing to do, everyone stay in the house and don't run around."

The housekeeper sent the servants away, and followed Uncle Jiu into the small courtyard.

When he saw the obvious bloodstains on the old zombie's slender fingernails and the bloodstains on his body, the housekeeper's eyes widened in fright.

Turning around, she was about to pack her things, saying that she would move to live next to Uncle Jiu.

Uncle Jiu hurriedly called to the other party, "Housekeeper, I now suspect that this zombie has become stiff, so maybe at night, the ghost-suppressing charm has no effect on him, so he went outside to hurt people."

"No! Now that the commander-in-chief is dying, there can be no more accidents in the mansion!"

"Uncle Ninth, think of a way, how can we restrain this thing?"

Uncle Jiu shook his head.

"The best and most effective way to deal with this kind of blackness is to burn it with a fire."

"But we can't destroy the Marshal because of his illness, because we still need his corpse teeth!"

That's right, even if you want to burn this black zombie to death, you have to wait until three days later.

It's useless to put ordinary suppression symbols on him like this kind of blackness.

The only way to get through those darkest hours at night is by fighting.

Han Feng touched the zombie's nails, and lamented that if this were placed in modern times, girls wouldn't need to do manicures.

The nails are also amazing.

Lafayette Cixi's nails are not as beautiful as yours.

"Master! We can each take turns guarding for one night. I will come first tonight."

The butler was immediately happy when he heard it.

Before he could clap his hands and applaud, Han Feng continued, "Then you come on the second night, how about the housekeeper on the third night?"

"It's not that good!" The butler said with a dark face.

"This is a zombie, aren't you joking about my old man's life!"

He won't do this death thing!
Uncle Jiu nodded, "Okay, let's do it tonight." He patted the butler on the shoulder and walked out of the courtyard.

Han Feng walked out with the bowl containing the tooth powder.

The housekeeper quickly followed.

After returning, Lianmei supported the commander in chief and fed the water from the corpse tooth powder, and everyone went back to rest.

The doors of Uncle Jiu and Han Feng's house are facing each other.

A timid butler who was afraid of death fell asleep in a utility room next to him.

at dusk.

The butler knocked on the door of Uncle Jiu's room with a plate of hot pancakes.

"Housekeeper, what can you do at this late hour?" Uncle Jiu asked in his nightgown,

The butler greeted him with a smiling face, and handed the pancakes to Uncle Jiu, "Hehe, the pancakes are hot just out of the pan."

"You master and apprentice have worked hard these past few days, eat some bread and rest early."

Han Feng looked out from the crack of the door of the opposite room, seeing the butler's face with a smile on his face, he always felt that something was weird.

When I left at the end, I didn’t forget to say, “Remember to eat it while it’s hot, it won’t taste good when it’s cold!”

After finishing speaking, he walked back to the grocery room next to him with a smile on his face.

Seeing the butler leave, Han Feng opened the door and walked into Uncle Jiu's room.

I saw that Uncle Jiu had already grabbed a piece of pancake heartlessly and was about to feed it into his mouth.

He still didn't forget to greet Han Feng, "Afeng, you came just in time, eat what the housekeeper just brought over while it's hot! You still have to watch the night after eating."

Han Feng couldn't help but step forward and slap the pancake off Uncle Jiu's hand.

"Master, there is something wrong with not being able to eat this cake!"

Uncle Jiu was stunned for a moment, "What's wrong with this good cake?"

At this moment, a figure floated outside the window.

Han Feng reacted very quickly, dragged Uncle Jiu to sit down, and said loudly, "Master, this cake is so delicious, I'm so full."

While speaking, he did not forget to burp.

When the people outside the window heard these words, they covered their mouths and walked away happily.

Looking at his figure, he was obviously the butler who just delivered the cakes.

Only then did Uncle Jiu suddenly realize that he was lucky that he didn't eat the pancake just now.

"Afeng, thanks to you just stopped in time, otherwise Master, I would have been fooled by that housekeeper!"

Uncle Jiu's face was full of anger.

"But why did he do that?"

Han Feng smiled and lifted the heavy curtain hanging at the door, and put the pancakes at the door. After a while, the little black dog in the yard ran over smelling the smell.

He squatted at the door wagging his tail and started eating.

Worried about being noticed, Han Feng closed the door cautiously, only to see the puppy ate for a while, then fell to the ground as if asleep.

Uncle Jiu was so angry that he slapped the table.

Han Feng was very calm, with a smile on his face.

Uncle Jiu was surprised, "Afeng, you have already found out that there is something wrong with the butler, right?"

"Master, when we were in the courtyard where the zombies were held during the day, we talked about the blood stains on the fingernails of the zombies, and the butler looked very strange."

Uncle Jiu: "It's normal. Most people would freak out when they see a zombie. What's wrong with him being afraid?"

Han Feng shook his head, "Do you still remember, when the servants dispersed, the butler walked into the yard on his own initiative, and we followed him."

"It's obvious that he can't wait to check something."

Uncle Jiu is a straight man himself, and he is not good at this kind of reasoning to solve cases. Hearing what Han Feng said, his mind is completely muddled.

"Afeng, don't be a fool, tell me what he wants to do."

Seeing Uncle Jiu's anxious eyes, Han Feng smiled, "Master, how do I know what the housekeeper wants to do?"

"However, I'm sure that the zombies in the courtyard didn't break free from the yellow talisman and ran out, but were artificially torn off the evil spirit talisman."

"what?!"

Hearing that someone deliberately tore off the talisman attached to the zombie, Uncle Jiu was furious.

"This is simply insane! This is a joke with the lives of the entire Marshal's Mansion!"

The commander-in-chief's father has been a corpse for many years. Once released, Uncle Jiu can't guarantee whether he can subdue him smoothly.

However, under such circumstances, the people in this mansion secretly obstructed him.

The more Uncle Jiu thought about it, the more angry he got, he stood up and said, "No! I'll go to Lianmei now and tell her about it!"

The presence of such demented villains in the mansion is far more terrifying than zombies,

Uncle Jiu couldn't imagine that the person he once loved lived in such an environment for so many years, and he didn't know how many calculations he suffered.

And her handsome husband is not a smart person at first glance.

Han Feng stopped Uncle Jiu, "Master, it's useless for you to tell Madam now, what can she do as a pregnant woman?"

"Besides, you still don't avoid suspicion in the middle of the night?"

"As for what's going on, let's go and check it out tonight, don't we know everything?"

Hearing what Han Feng said, Uncle Jiu suppressed the anger in his heart, pulled out his chair and sat down.

Now his mind is full of the disgusting face of the housekeeper. If he really finds out that the housekeeper is doing something wrong, he must make the housekeeper's evil deeds public.

Lianmei must not be allowed to suffer from such a villain's tricks.

One can imagine how vicious this person's heart must be if he doesn't even let off Yin corpses.