Zombieland: Please call me a ghost

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As the current flowed, Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng's faces suddenly turned pale.

After so many days, they know the character of their junior brother, he looks like a good guy, but he becomes ruthless. . .They will be afraid.

"Nonsense early in the morning."

Uncle Jiu's voice came from behind. At this time, he put on the Ming Huang Taoist robe again. Today is the day when the Ren family will carry the coffin.

"Come on, let's go."

The tomb of Mrs. Ren is not far from Renjia Town, and it takes only a few 10 minutes to get there.

At this time, Master Ren and Ren Tingting had arrived here with some people.

"Damn brother!"

After Li Gan came over, Ren Tingting whispered hello.

After all, it was the day when her grandfather carried the coffin. This occasion should not be too rash, and today Ren Tingting changed into the dress of a girl of this era.

Although it is less foreign, it is more pure, like a small flower, and the two ponytails really give Li Gan a different feeling.

Li Qianzhi said, and set his sights on the cemetery.

After all, the one inside today is the real master.

"Dead for 20 years..."

Looking at the writing on the tombstone, Li Qian made a deduction.

"Zombies, according to Taoism, dry yang and kunyin, dead people are yin people, and zombies are buried underground, it is not too much to say that they are the darlings of the earth."

Normal zombies take a long time to evolve.

But the situation is completely different now. Li Gan knows that this land is a dragonfly point water hole, because of Mr. Feng Shui's method, it has become a place to raise corpses.

This effect must be superimposed several times. No wonder Mr. Ren has evolved to such a point in 20 years.

The ink fountain thread has extremely high damage to zombies. Ordinary zombies will either die or be injured when touched.

How many brothers are reading this book?

I don't quite understand it right now.

I hope you will support me a lot.

Chapter 12 Opening the Coffin

It didn't take long for Old Master Ren to be wounded by Mo Dou. Not only did he not have much influence, but his strength became stronger and stronger. There is an absolute reason why he was buried here for 20 years.

"Uncle Nine, Nephew, you are here."

Master Ren came up, with a look of emotion on his face, "The gentleman who showed us Feng Shui before said that our Ren family should move the coffin in 20 years, otherwise it will greatly affect the wealth of our Ren family."

"Uncle Jiu, how is this land?"

"It's a good hole."

Uncle Jiu nodded, and took a closer look, "This is called Dragonfly Dian Shui Cave. The cave is three feet four feet long, and only four feet are usable. The width is one foot three feet, and only three feet are usable. Therefore, the coffin cannot be buried horizontally, and must be buried legally."

"It's amazing, Uncle Jiu!"

Master Ren gave a thumbs up, more confident in finding Uncle Jiu to hold the coffin.

"The burial..."

"A French burial is a vertical burial. The place is only so big. It's easy to think about."

Seeing that Wencai was about to speak just now, Li Gan went over to stop him, and didn't let him say the French-style funeral.

Li Gan is not afraid of embarrassing his literary talent, anyway, he is used to losing it.

But Wen Cai was Uncle Ninth's apprentice, and on such a formal occasion, Wen Cai made such a scene, who was the one who was ashamed?

As Uncle Jiu's apprentice, Li Qian naturally couldn't let this happen.

"What's the use of vertical burial?"

Not only Wencai, but Qiusheng beside him also had doubts.

"If the ancestors were buried vertically, the descendants must be great."

Let's not say that Li Gan knows the plot, just the knowledge Li Gan has learned recently, he already knows this.

It may be because of the relationship from time travel, Li Qian's spiritual power is very high, and these Taoist books can be quickly memorized in his mind, and he can master them in a short period of time.

"That's it."

"What about the insane?"

Without giving Wencai and Qiusheng time to continue talking, Uncle Jiu looked at Li Gan. He was a very satisfying apprentice, and Uncle Jiu also had some thoughts about the school exam.

"If it's a spirit, Uncle Ren probably won't choose to move the coffin."

"What nephew Xian said is true. I didn't expect my nephew to be so knowledgeable. Brother Li will have successors."

If it were someone else, Mr. Ren would definitely not see the profession of a Taoist priest, but Li Gan is different, he has no shortage of money, so he can play whatever he wants?

"Cousin, who is this kid?"

The chubby security captain Awei looked at Li Gan with some doubts, and asked in a low voice, "He looks so arrogant, why does my uncle call him a good nephew?"

"Don't say that, bro."

Hearing Awei's words, Ren Tingting was immediately upset, and even forgot to call her cousin.

"Master Biao, this Mr. Li is amazing..."

The housekeeper on the side took the bait, and revealed a lot in a few words, which made Awei look at Li Qian with a hint of flattery.

Although they whispered, but Li Qian's strength is here, they can naturally be heard.

But this Ah Wei can become the captain of the security, although he is a bit of a fool, but he is not bad at flattering people, coupled with the relationship with Mr. Ren, he is able to get to where he is today.

Uncle Jiu looked at the young strong worker at the side, "Get ready to break ground, Wencai, Qiusheng, you two set up an altar for me and prepare for the sacrifice."

Uncle Jiu didn't want Li Gan to intervene in these strenuous tasks.

A squire is a squire, which is somewhat different from the plot. Now Li Qian has at least 80 people under observation.

In this era, human life is worth nothing, and money can naturally do whatever it wants.

"This feng shui master has a bit of a conscience. Let you get out of the coffin in 20 years. If you kill you for half of your life, you won't hurt you for the rest of your life. If you kill your generation, you will kill your eighteen generations."

As the layer of soil was pulled away, revealing a layer of lime inside, Li Gan and Uncle Jiu stepped forward.

"When a dragonfly touches the water, it should be covered with snowflakes, and the head of the coffin cannot touch the water, so how can it be called a dragonfly touches the water?"

Uncle Jiu said the distance, which made Master Ren's face even more ugly.

At this time, Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai were ready.

Uncle Jiu tidied up his clothes, stepped on Yu steps, and came to the altar. He chanted the mantra, followed by a low shout, and two flames appeared, lighting the candles on the altar.

After three pillars of fragrance, he turned his head and looked at the crowd, "You must worship sincerely."

"Master, something is wrong with this old man."

Li Gan could clearly feel that there was a trace of strong Yin Qi flowing around the cemetery.

You must know that it is already noon at this time, and it is the time when the sun is the strongest. Even so, there is such a strong yin, and the situation can be imagined.

"Let's open the museum first."

Uncle Jiu, who is a geographer, naturally also found out, but now that riding a tiger is hard to get off, he can only choose other ways.

Li Qian knew that the best way was cremation. No matter how fierce this old man was, now that the sun was suppressing him, as long as he burned it, he would be just a pile of ashes.

"I see!"

It didn't take long for the coffin to be revealed, and the workers quickly cleaned the dirt from it.

It has been 20 years, and the coffin has not shown any signs of decay. If it were an ordinary family, I am afraid it would have been rotten.

The pulleys that had been prepared were hung on the coffin with ropes.

Amidst the sound of Yo Ho, the coffin was slowly lifted up.

Li Gan frowned slightly. After the coffin was unearthed, the yin energy became more and more intense.

I can't feel it when I watch a movie, but after time travelling, I will know the stakes. This old man has already become a master.

"Today is Ren Gong's mighty and brave reappearance, all ages 36, 48, 22, 34, who belong to the rooster and ox, turn around and avoid."

"Open the coffin!"

Crunch!

As the coffin nails were pulled out, the workers pushed hard, and the coffin lid suddenly slanted down.

"quack..."

woohoo!

Accompanied by the startled sound of the flock of birds, a large number of birds frantically flew in the opposite direction, apparently avoiding something.

"Father! The son is unfilial."

"grandfather!"

Master Ren and Ren Tingting have already knelt down.

"Energy +5..."

"Energy +5..."

. . . .

In just a few breaths, Li Gan's energy increased by 20 points.

Chapter 13 The Black and Stiff Mrs. Ren

"This....."

Li Gan knew that although the old master Ren was fierce, it was the evolution that took place after absorbing the blood of the old master Ren.

But now it looks like a threat, if not yet.

This is already several times that of ordinary walking corpses.

And because of Li Qian's absorption, the strong yin has been weakened a bit.

Energy only increased by 20 points.

It's a pity for Li Gan secretly, but the most orthodox way to gain energy is to kill. This method is nothing more than a small fight.

As far as the eye can see, the corpse of Old Master Ren shows no signs of decay.

However, as the air circulated, the corpse had begun to undergo subtle changes, with some signs of getting fatter, and the nails were also slowly growing.

Ordinary people may not notice it, but Li Gan and others are different.

Uncle Jiu naturally found out, and he was a little dignified, "I suggest cremating it on the spot."

"No, my father was most afraid of fire when he was alive."

Master Ren refused without any melancholy.

Seeing this scene, Uncle Jiu felt a little helpless, but he had no choice. He couldn't change the employer's decision, but he still wanted to try.

"Master Ren, if you don't cremate, there will be big problems."

People in this era are very superstitious, with so many people here, it is impossible for Uncle Jiu to tell about the transformation of the corpse, otherwise it will definitely cause a mutiny, and the result is not something everyone can bear.

"I don't care, it can't be cremated anyway."

On this point, Master Ren insisted very much, and did not give Uncle Jiu a chance to continue talking.

"Master!"

Li Gan stepped forward, "Why don't you move to Yizhuang first."