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

When I woke up, it was already three poles in the sun.

Amidst a knock on the door, Han Feng opened his eyes.

"Xiaofeng! Master told us to go to the wild hillside at the east end of the village to deal with those zombies. Wencai has already sent a message to Ren's mansion, so get up and clean up!"

Qiu Sheng's voice came from outside the door.

"Okay, got it."

When I went out, it was already high in the sun.

Although it is late autumn, the sun is still full.

Especially at noon, the body is hot and sweating.

The so-called autumn tiger refers to the current season.

It was a field surrounded by a cemetery.

Cremation of zombies should never be done on the street.

Set up the altar.

The servants of Ren's mansion have cooperated and set up a pyre for cremation in front of the open space.

On the wooden boards above, there were neatly placed the old man and grandpa Ren of the Ren family last night, as well as a few servants who hadn't had time to transform them, and a batch of livestock.

As long as it is contaminated by Yin Corpse, it must be cremated.

Uncle Jiu walked to Miss Ren's carriage and said to the person behind the gauze curtain, "Miss, go see your father for the last time."

There was a sobbing sound from the facade.

"Father!" Ren Yingying got off the carriage supported by several servant girls.

"Father! Why did you leave Yingying behind and leave by yourself?"

Ren Yingying cried very sadly, but she never dared to raise her head to look at her father.

The face of a person who has turned into a corpse is terrifying.

The maid helped Miss Ren up.

The altar has been set up.

Uncle Jiu stood at the front, lit the incense, and everyone kowtowed.

After the ceremony, Qiu Sheng directly lit the firewood under the instruction of Uncle Jiu.

The raging fire instantly engulfed the corpses on the pyre.

Above the flames, a group of dark evil spirit gathered together, finally dissipated.

On the pile of firewood, there was the crackling sound of charred corpses.

Huoguang ginseng combined with corpse oil burns very vigorously.

In the light of the fire, the space is distorted, whether it is a person or a ghost on the firewood pile, life is over like this...

until the fire burns out.

The security captain, Ah Wei, led a group of people and jumped out from the back path.

"Oh, Uncle Cousin, my cousin nephew came late, so I didn't see you for the last time, Uncle Cousin, don't blame Awei!"

Awei knelt in front of the fire, pretending to be mourning.

In fact, he had already come, and had been hiding and daring not to come out.

It was only after watching that the zombies were burnt to nothingness that there was no danger of fraudulent corpses before jumping out from the darkness.

After howling twice, Awei stood up and walked to Ren Yingying's side.

As if it should be taken for granted, she took Ren Yingying's hand, "Cousin, don't worry, my uncle is gone, we will be a family from now on, and my cousin will definitely protect you!"

you?protect me?
Zombies are coming, you'll be fine if you don't push me up.

Ren Yingying broke away from Ah Wei's hand with a look of disgust, "No need, I can take care of myself."

Awei looked embarrassed.

My heart was full of anger: hum!You bitch, don't think I don't know what you're thinking, what's so good about that Han Feng, he's just a broken Taoist under Uncle Jiu, can he compare with me?
You wait for me, and I will take you down sooner or later. At that time, the master of Ren Mansion will be me, Awei!
Seeing the corpse being burned to ashes, Uncle Jiu finally felt relieved.

Turning around, she said a few words to Ren Yingying, took the money agreed in advance from the butler, and watched the sedan chair of Ren's mansion gradually go away.

"Qiusheng, He Wencai and you guys, light all the graves around you, understand?"

"Understood, master, go back and rest."

"What am I resting for? I'm going to the town to exchange food, and I'm done with Master Ren's work here. I can finally make up for you guys."

Uncle Jiu had a smile on his face, "You guys, go back early and eat something good tonight."

During this period, every household was very poor, and people from all over the world could not even afford a meal. Who would pay for a Fengshui master?

In this poor day, what else is there to count.

As a result, Jiu Shu's life was also very difficult.

With three oil bottles, life is basically a meal without a meal.

This time it's okay, with the wages of these people, at least until the end of the year, I don't have to worry about it.

After weighing the three pieces of silver in his hand, Uncle Jiu greeted Han Feng, "Xiao Feng, follow me to buy glutinous rice yellow paper."

Wen Cai saw that he was unhappy, and said with a sad face, "Master, I want to go too."

"Where are you going! There are so many graves here, Qiusheng can't finish it all by himself!"

After finishing speaking, Uncle Jiu led Han Feng to the market without looking back.

Wencai and Qiusheng were left to burn incense and bow down in front of the grave one by one.

"Master is biased. Every time he goes shopping in the town, he doesn't take us with him." Wen Cai pouted and complained dissatisfiedly, "Qiu Sheng, Master must have secretly bought something delicious for that kid Han Feng!"

Qiu Sheng was too lazy to talk about his literary talents, and went in one ear and out the other.

Holding a handful of incense in his hand, he walked to a grave with mottled handwriting and overgrown weeds. It looked like a lonely grave that no one cared about.

"One life is poor, one life is poor ghost." Qiu Sheng sighed, and planted three sticks of incense in front of the grave.

After kowtowing a few times, when he got up, he patted the dust on the stele with his sleeve.

"Axia's Tomb."

Looking at the year engraved next to it, it was another poor man who died at a young age.

Qiu Sheng couldn't help but sigh with emotion, "Hey, it's another girl with flowers... I've been a beauty since ancient times, I hope you find a good family in your next life, and your life will be smooth."

After speaking, Qiusheng got up from the grave on his knees.

suddenly.

A gust of wind blew by, and the grass on the grave mound swayed.

The wind was blowing with no direction, and the weeds swayed in disorder.

Kind of weird.

The dust was flying, and Qiu Sheng lost his eyesight, rubbing his eyes while holding the stone tablet.

"Hehe...hehe..."

A girl's laughter like a silver bell echoed in Qiusheng's ears.

This voice seems to be able to seduce the soul.

Hearing this, Qiu Sheng's eyes were blurred and his mind was absent.

"Wen Cai, Wen Cai! Did you hear that? A girl is laughing."

Qiu Sheng only felt that this laughter seemed to reach the depths of his heart. If he could, he would be willing to indulge in this laughter forever.

Wen Cai walked over in a disgraceful manner, and slapped Qiu Sheng hard on the back of the head.

Snapped!
He slapped directly.

"What laughter, I think you are a ghost in broad daylight! Here in the wilderness, there is not even a ghost, how can there be any girl!"

With that said, Wen Cai threw the remaining unused incense to Qiu Sheng.

Flicking his sleeves, he strode down the mountain, "Hurry up! Don't dawdle, you're late, and the delicious food is cheaper than Han Feng!"

Qiusheng couldn't care less about what to eat now.

In my mind, the girl's laughter like a silver bell lingered, and it didn't go away for a long time.

At this time.

Click!

There was a thunderous explosion.

Suddenly, the sky was cloudy.

Bean-sized raindrops fell quickly.