Unlimited: I, the self-selection system, check in the heavens

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

Uncle Jiu took the things from the two of them and said angrily, "You two, go open the coffin and have a look."

"what?!"

The two looked at each other and said in unison: "What are you looking at?"

"Of course it's a corpse."

Qin Chu gave them a blank look, and said: "Old Master Ren has signs of a dead body. Master wants you two to confirm to what extent the dead body has changed so that we can decide what method to use."

"good…"

Uncle Jiu also looked at them speechlessly, and said, "Don't dawdle, you two, Qin Chu is here to help me kill chickens."

"Oh…"

The three of them responded in unison.

Qin Chu ran to Uncle Jiu, waved his hand lightly, and the soft sword came out of his sleeve.

With a sound of "唰", the soft sword cut the cock's throat directly.

On the other side, Wencai and Qiusheng worked together to open the coffin of Mrs. Ren.

Wencai saw the changes in the corpse, and exclaimed: "Master, Mr. Ren's corpse has gained weight!"

I saw that old man Ren, who was originally with dry skin, had gained a lot of weight at this moment.

The nails of the hands crossed on the belly also grew a little out of thin air, glowing with a frightening green light.

The tightly closed eyes seemed to be opened at any moment; the slightly bent legs seemed to jump out of the coffin.

Seeing this scene, Uncle Jiu said, "Close the coffin quickly."

After speaking, he turned the cock with its throat broken upside down.

The bright red chicken blood dripped down the fiery red comb into the bowl below.

Immediately afterwards, Uncle Jiu raised his hands and pinched a formula, and poked his two fingers at the glutinous rice bowl on the altar.

No more, no less, a grain of glutinous rice stayed at his fingertips.

Then, Uncle Jiu took Nuomi's fingers and lightly probed into the candle.

The temperature of the flame was transmitted instantly, and the glutinous rice at the fingertips burned instantly.

Uncle Jiu threw the burning glutinous rice into the bowl of chicken blood and muttered something.

Suddenly pointing at the chicken blood bowl, cast a fire technique, and the chicken blood bowl was instantly ignited.

I saw him grab the ink cartridge on the table with one hand, pour one-third of the black ink into the chicken blood bowl, and then use his fingers to fully mix the two liquids.

With the other hand, he picked up the gossip mirror and put it on the chicken blood bowl with his back facing back.

Flicking the gossip mirror with both hands, the chicken blood bowl flipped a few times in the air, and the mixed liquid composed of chicken blood and ink flowed into the new ink fountain like flowing water from a mountain.

The whole set of movements was done in one go, without the slightest pause, worthy of being a saint of all worlds.

"call…"

Uncle Jiu took a breath and handed the ink fountain to Qiu Sheng.

He opened his mouth and ordered: "Go and splash the ink on the entire coffin."

"Okay, Master."

The two took the ink fountain, turned around and walked to the side of the coffin, and got busy.

Uncle Jiu lit three sticks of incense, inserted them vertically into the incense burner, and said, "You two, after playing the coffin, remember to come and tell me."

"Remember, don't miss anything."

"Master, don't worry, the entire coffin will bounce off."

Wen Cai patted his chest, and printed a clear palm print on his clothes.

Qin Chu pursed his lips, but in the end he still didn't speak.

In the original plot, it was because Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai didn't hit the bottom of the coffin that Mr. Ren had a chance to escape from the coffin.

Now he really wanted to see the abilities of the zombies, so he didn't tell the two of them to play the bottom of the coffin.

Anyway, with him around, Mrs. Ren couldn't afford to make trouble.

Just do your best to protect Master Ren and Ren Tingting.

"Just remember."

Uncle Jiu turned around and walked out of the ancestral hall. After performing the method just now, he was more or less tired and was going back to take a rest.

"Senior brothers, I'll watch the night tonight."

Qin Chu volunteered and was going to stay in the ancestral hall to guard Old Master Ren, so as not to implicate other lives because of his own selfish desires.

"That's a good feeling."

Wen Cai laughed and said, "You can sleep well tonight!"

"Stop talking nonsense, play the ink line quickly, and finish the work quickly."

Qiu Sheng said from the side: "I haven't eaten all day, and I'm about to starve to death."

"It's so late, do you still want to eat?" Wen Cai asked;

Qiu Sheng rolled Wen Cai's eyes and said, "Then don't eat it later."

"Then how can it be!" Wen Cai said with a silly smile, "Supper is a good thing."

"Do you want to eat, junior brother?" Qiu Sheng turned to look at Qin Chu.

"Thank you, brother, for your kindness. I ate it just now."

Qin Chu sat on the small bed and shook his head lightly, expressing that he didn't need it.

Qiu Sheng nodded his head to show he understood, then turned around and started arguing with Wen Cai again.

Qin Chu sat aside and watched with a smile.

In this cold night, the small ancestral hall suddenly felt warm.

Chapter 98: Eight Fang Mountains

Silent night.

Qin Chu was concentrating, sitting cross-legged on the small bed in the ancestral hall, exhaling and inhaling with a strange sense of rhythm.

Zhuangzi: The passages recorded in "Xiaoyaoyou" kept flashing in Qin Chu's mind.

The true energy in the dantian poured into the meridians, and it automatically circulated one cycle after another.

The aura around him seemed to be rioting, desperately drilling into Qin Chu's body.

"There are fish in the North..."

Gradually, he has forgotten the time, forgotten where he is, and completely indulged in cultivation.

"Boom, boom."

The coffin not far away shook violently, and a pale hand protruded from under the coffin lid.

A golden light flashed from the ink fountain thread, and the coffin regained its calm.

Repeatedly, the cycle is endless.

Hearing the violent vibration, Uncle Jiu walked into the ancestral hall with an oil lamp, carefully inspected the coffin of Old Master Ren, and found that there was nothing wrong with it.

Just when he was about to walk out of the room, he saw Qin Chu sitting cross-legged on the bed, breathing steadily, not as if he was practicing, but as if he was asleep.

"This brat fell asleep after practicing."

Uncle Jiu shook his head, ready to step forward to help Qin Chu down and have a good rest.

Unexpectedly, Qin Chu who was sitting on the bed suddenly opened his eyes, and a purple light flashed through them.

The eyes are very cold, ruthless, desireless, and desireless.

This kind of gaze scared Uncle Jiu enough.

I am such a good apprentice, can't I go crazy?

You know, their Maoshan faction is not ruthless.

It's not surprising that Uncle Jiu has such an idea.

"Master? Why are you up?"

Qin Chu blinked, seeing that Uncle Jiu was coming, his eyes gradually softened.

Why hasn't this child noticed the change in himself?

"Sleep well, and accompany me to find acupuncture points tomorrow morning."

Uncle Jiu frowned, a little worried about Qin Chu, but he still didn't say it clearly, just told him to take a good rest.

After finishing speaking, he changed the subject again and said, "We have to hurry up and deal with Mrs. Ren's body, or things will change if it's too late."

"Okay, Master."

Qin Chu obediently nodded in response, and then asked: "By the way, Master, I have a question to ask you."

"Hurry up and take a rest after asking."

When Uncle Jiu saw how well-behaved he was, he was even more worried.

Qin Chu scratched his head and said: "Master, I see that in the Maoshan Secret Code, it seems to record the strength realm of different zombies. My question is, how are zombies formed? Are they really difficult to deal with? The old man has become After zombies, what level of zombies should they belong to?"

Qin Chu asked three times in a row and spit it out directly, wanting to make a final confirmation, whether to release Old Master Ren by hand.

Uncle Jiu rubbed his chin, thought carefully for a while, and answered: "Ordinary zombies are all resentment gathered in their throats because of their unwillingness to die. After absorbing the essence of the moon, they completely evolved into another life, in order to end their lives. resentment.

The formation of this kind of zombies is very similar to that of evil spirits, and their strength also varies from high to low. Generally speaking, they are not too difficult to deal with.

The situation of Mrs. Ren is quite special. It is a zombie cultivated by the failure point. Once born, its strength is unpredictable. "

Hearing this, Qin Chu nodded, suddenly thinking that Master Ren seemed to have turned into a zombie after being bitten.

So, he asked: "Master, if a person is bitten by a zombie? Will he also become a zombie?"

This question is very important, if you are bitten, you will become a zombie.

Then Qin Chu's plan to lure the corpse to the east is about to fail.He can't just create tens of millions of zombies just for revenge, "Dongying people who live a good life".

If they really do that, I'm afraid the whole world will suffer and fall into another kind of biochemical crisis.

It is a bit nerve-wracking.

"Yes, if the corpse poison is not dealt with in time."

Uncle Jiu said seriously: "Then it is very possible for people to become zombies who have no sense and only know about killing."

"Okay Master, I understand."

Qin Chu touched his nose, thinking "in his heart": should we catch some evil spirits and send them over to play.

"It's good that you understand."

Uncle Jiu nodded, and said to Qin Chu: "Don't sleep too hard at night, and let me know if there is any situation."

After speaking, he was about to step out of the ancestral hall.

"Oh." Qin Chu rolled over and lay down, tightening the quilt.

The small wooden bed shook from side to side following him, making a "creaking" sound.

Hearing the sound, Uncle Jiu suddenly remembered the vibration of the coffin, turned around and came back to add a few yellow symbols to the coffin.

...

next morning...

Qin Chu got up to make a wish as usual, and said silently in his heart: "Punch in..."

"Ding, today's check-in reward: "Life and Death Talisman", do you want to receive the reward? "

Is it something from the Happy School?