Only the writings of the heavens will counterattack

Chapter 44
"Well you guys."

Dalong obviously guessed that all of this was behind Jiang Fan's back, so when he saw Jiang Fan, Dalong was going to make trouble.

only……

Dalong's speed was obviously not as fast as Uncle Long's. He had just run a few steps before he was grabbed by the collar by Uncle Long who had been circling around.

"Help, save me quickly."

With a flustered expression on Dalong's face, he said to Jiang Fan not far away.

At this time, Dalong had already been mentioned by Uncle Long.

"stop."

Seeing that Uncle Long was about to grab the big dragon and bite him, Jiang Fan shouted hastily.

Just when Jiang Fan was about to strike again, Jiang Fan suddenly realized that as soon as he spoke, Uncle Long seemed to stop.

This made Jiang Fan a little puzzled.

"what happened?"

A trace of doubt flashed in Jiang Fan's mind.

Dalong looked around and found that Uncle Long was just carrying him like this, it was strange.

"Quickly tell him to let me go."

Dalong said something to Jiang Fan.

"Let him go."

Jiang Fan was a little unbelieving, so he said to Uncle Long.

After hearing Jiang Fan's words, Uncle Long let Dalong go very obediently.

This scene fell in the eyes of Shi and Qiusheng, and the two felt incredible.

"Master, Wencai is actually able to command zombies."

Qiu Sheng glanced at Uncle Jiu in surprise and said.

Uncle Jiu nodded and didn't speak, but stared at Jiang Fan thoughtfully.

After Jiang Fan was slightly surprised, he figured it out. It must be because of his zombie blood, and Mr. Long is obviously not worthy of a zombie with blood. Therefore, Mr. Long will obey his words for a zombie with five generations of blood.

After getting out of trouble, Dalong looked at Uncle Long and said with a smile, "Hey hey, Xiao Mian."

Gently touching my father, I found that the other party was indifferent.

"It's so fun, I want to play too."

Dalong thought Jiang Fan used some means to control Uncle Long, so he said to Jiang Fan.

"Oh, since you want to play, let him play with you."

As soon as the words fell, Dalong obviously felt a gust of wind, his heart tightened, and then he realized that this time he was caught by the throat by Uncle Long, and it was difficult to breathe.

"No, no, stop playing, let me go."

Dalong blushed and said.

Jiang Fan said quickly: "Release."

Snapped.

Dalong fell to the ground.

After getting up, Dalong glared at Jiang Fan, suddenly took out the wooden warehouse from his waist, pointed at Jiang Fan, and said angrily: "Are you playing with me on purpose? Believe it or not, I will collapse you with a wooden warehouse."

Jiang Fan turned his head to look at Dalong, and said coldly: "Don't threaten me with your wooden warehouse, I guarantee that I will not die first."

After finishing speaking, Jiang Fan got up, came behind Uncle Long, and said, "Zai Bibi, I'll let him bite you to death, and then suck the blood dry."

With Uncle Long protecting him, Jiang Fan is not afraid at all.

After Dalong heard this, his face turned red and he was extremely angry. Finally, Dalong couldn't bear it anymore and opened the wooden warehouse.

Bang bang bang.

A series of three wooden warehouses hit Uncle Long, and the huge impact made Uncle Long sway. Fortunately, Jiang Fan helped him stabilize his body in time.

"How could this be?"

Dalong was taken aback by the picture in front of him, but he didn't expect Mu Cang to have no effect on zombies.

"How about it, are you still coming?"

Jiang Fan said with a smile, this smile fell into Dalong's eyes, no matter how you looked at it, it felt eerie.

"Well, tell him not to move, I can let this matter go by."

Dalong said, a little shy, and looked at Uncle Jiu.

"Writing talent."

Uncle Jiu opened his mouth and signaled Jiang Fan to do it.

Jiang Fan nodded and said to Dalong, "Bring the tools."

After Dalong heard this, he handed the tools to Jiang Fan. Jiang Fan asked Uncle Long to open his mouth, then he held his breath and quickly broke his zombie teeth and put them in the bowl. As for grinding them into powder, he didn't need him. Let's do it.

After directly handing the bowl to Dalong, Jiang Fan asked Uncle Long to stand still.

At this time, Uncle Jiu and Qiusheng's stomachs were almost healed, and they walked over supporting each other.

"Wencai, how did you do it?" The first thing Qiusheng ran over was to ask Jiang Fan.

Jiang Fan shook his head and said, "I don't know either. I just said that, and then he listened to me. I also find it strange."

Uncle Jiu glanced at Jiang Fan, and said to Dalong, "He has become a zombie, so he can't stay, otherwise there will be endless troubles and he must be burned."

"No."

Hearing Uncle Jiu's words, Dalong immediately refused.

"I'm just such a father. It's a pity to burn it. I can't burn it no matter what."

Uncle Jiu frowned, and glanced at Jiang Fan. Jiang Fan understood, and said to Uncle Long, "Since your son is so filial, then take him away when you set yourself on fire."

"Come on, I don't want it."

Dalong exclaimed, although he couldn't bear his father being burned, but if he was asked to accompany him, he would be absolutely unwilling.

But Dalong's words didn't work. Uncle Long grabbed Dalong and jumped towards the fire.

"Don't, don't, I was wrong, don't hurry up and save me."

Dalong hurriedly called for help, and if he didn't call for help, he would turn into a mass of ashes.

"Let him go, you set yourself on fire."

Jiang Fan's voice came faintly, and Uncle Long let go of Dalong obediently, then walked to the side of the fire alone, picked up the torch, and put it on his body.

Looking from a distance, Jiang Fan could clearly feel that Uncle Long was struggling, and he couldn't help thinking: It seems that although the zombies are under my control, their instinctive will will still resist, but the effect is not great.Pay attention to this point in the future, maybe you will not be able to control it when you encounter a strong-willed zombie in the future.

Soon, Uncle Long was burned to a pool of ashes in front of Dalong, and Dalong hugged Uncle Long's ashes, weeping uncontrollably.

Hu Hu Hu.

After crying for a while, Dalong found a place to sleep and fell asleep in three seconds, faster than Big Bear.

The three of Uncle Jiu shook their heads and smiled wryly, and found a place to sleep at random.

Not to mention, although this is an ancestral hall, both Jiang Fan and Dalong slept very soundly.

But for some reason, when Jiang Fan saw these coffins, he always had an urge to lie in them and sleep, but fortunately, Jiang Fan suppressed this desire in time.

Silent all night.

After waking up the next day, a few people simply cleaned up, and then returned to the Marshal's Mansion under the leadership of Dalong. This breakfast was also extraordinarily rich, and Michelle and Nianying were both there.

After learning that Dalong's illness was cured, Michelle hugged Long Aiying and thanked Uncle Jiu.

"Okay, okay, after this meal, I'll send you on your way."

Michelle and Nianying hurried upstairs after eating, because they had just given birth, so it was inconvenient to stay for a long time.

After the two went upstairs, Dalong said to Uncle Jiu and the other three.

It's just that the three of them always felt that they were on the road to Huangquan when they heard these words.

"Marshal, what do you mean?" Uncle Jiu asked, even the food was not delicious.

(End of this chapter)