Zombie simulation, I was burned by the ninth uncle again

The sadness in my heart, I really want to vent it.

Sensing Ren Fa's snot-running appearance, he predicted the behavior of this good son.

In order to avoid Ren Mu's clothes being soiled, with a thought, a corpse breath left his body in an instant, supported Ren's hair, and threw it on the chair.

His appearance this time was not to coax his son.

But for some items that can enhance strength and cultivation.

"Father, are you really alive?"

Ren Mu was not in the mood to show his paternal love to Ren, so he asked directly, "Where did you put the thousand-year-old snow ginseng?"

"It's on the urn wall behind the ancestral hall spirit tablet!" Ren Fa replied without thinking.

"Xiaofa, what did you bring back this time?"

Hearing Ren Mu's words, Ren Fa immediately took out a simple box from the bookshelf behind, and said softly, "Here, dad!"

"Well, sleep well, Xiao Jiu will come to you tomorrow!"

After leaving these words, Ren Mu flashed away and left Ren's house, leaving behind a tearful Ren Fa and a shivering Ren Tingting.

Inside Yizhuang.

Uncle Jiu has been staring at the candlelight in a daze for an entire hour.

He didn't come back to himself until the candle was extinguished.

Decided to sacrifice himself for tens of thousands of lives in Renjiazhen.

After making up his mind, Uncle Jiu got up and stretched his waist, ready to go back to sleep.

There is not much mana left in the body, and it will take a few days to recover after a few days of cultivation.

Feeling a bit overwhelmed, he suddenly saw a black shadow flashing outside the house, and knowing who was coming, he immediately walked over to greet him.

"Master Ren, I agree with your arrangement!"

Hearing this, Ren Mu showed a satisfied smile, and took out the thousand-year-old snow ginseng.

When it came, I wanted to use this precious medicine as Xiaoli's dowry to give Uncle Jiu a step up, so save some drool now.

"Xiao Jiu, go on, work hard tomorrow, and try to get things done in three days!"

Unexpectedly, the old man Ren in front of him threw him an antique box, and was about to ask why.

When I looked up, there was not even a ghost in front of my eyes.

After hesitating for a moment, he opened the box.

After seeing the items inside, Uncle Jiu couldn't help opening his mouth, and didn't move for a long time, his heart was completely filled with a shock value of 3000.

"This... is indeed Renjia Town, the richest Master Ren ever!" Looking at the thousand-year-old snow ginseng, Uncle Jiu was shocked, and his heart was full of emotion.

"Master Ren thought I was too weak, so he brought me a thousand-year-old snow ginseng. I can't repay this kindness!"

A few days ago, they negotiated a salary of 20 yuan for Ren Mu's coffin and relocation.

This is Uncle Jiu's reward for watching Fengshui for half a year!

However, even if Ren gave ten thousand times the reward, Uncle Jiu would still choose this thousand-year-old ginseng.

Because the value of the thousand-year treasure medicine cannot be estimated.

In this war-torn era, without some special means, no matter how rich you are, you can't buy it.

Ren Mu's arrogance made Uncle Jiu feel that he owed him a great favor.

He is very aware of his physical condition, and he needs to cultivate for more than half a month before he can open the altar and give Zen to Ren Mu.

But Ren Mu, the former richest man, directly sent a thousand-year-old snow ginseng, and the purpose was very clear.

"Finish the drugs, hurry up!"

Uncle Jiu, who understood Ren Mu's intentions, took a bath and changed clothes immediately, and lit three sticks of incense for the patriarch, hoping that everything he did would go well.

Then he picked up a sharp knife and burned it a few times on the candle.

Then he cut off his finger, and with a small knife stained with the blood of the Taoist, cut off a ginseng of the thousand-year-old snow ginseng.

Uncle Jiu, who has always been frugal, looked at the ginseng whiskers that were as thin as hair, and his eyes were full of heat.

After watching for a while, there was still a trace of tears floating in the eye sockets.

"The thousand-year-old medicine, I have only heard of it in my life, but now I have a whole one, what should Master Ren give you in return!"

60. What about the idol?

Uncle Jiu has practiced Taoism for 30 years, but he has not smelled or even touched the precious medicine that is more than a thousand years old.

At this time, he was ready to swallow the millennium ginseng, and couldn't help but swallowed his saliva.

Let the nasal cavity be filled with the smell of the essence of heaven and earth, and then slowly put it into the mouth after a burst of refreshment.

Feeling the spiritual power of heaven and earth erupting in his throat, Uncle Jiu immediately closed his eyes and meditated.

The Maoshan Dadong Sutra is quickly circulated in the body to digest the medicine and restore mana.

Time passed quickly, two hours passed.

Under the powerful effect of a single section of ginseng from the thousand-year-old snow ginseng, Uncle Jiu has already recovered [-]% of his mana, and he is full of energy and radiant.

Notify the Maoshan ancestral court, and ask Ren Mu for a Fengchan Dishu.

Then gather the squires from Renjia Township to build a Town God's Temple for Ren Mu. This plan has already been formed in Uncle Jiu's mind.

Now that you have a plan, execute it immediately.

In the early hours of the morning, Uncle Jiu sent a request to Maoshan Zuting.

However, even as a disciple of Maoshan True Inheritance, it is not an easy matter to ask for a copy of the Fengchan Dishu written by the City God.

There must be a good reason and enough merit. Uncle Jiu has already thought about this.

Lang Lang wrote down many good things that Ren Mu did during his lifetime.

Build bridges and roads, sacrifice to gods.

Even the trivial matter of delivering rice to the old lady, Uncle Jiu also wrote in detail.

At the same time, they borrowed flowers to present Buddha.

Use the thousand-year-old snow ginseng sent by Ren Mu as a tribute, and hand it over to the Maoshan ancestral court, so that nothing will go wrong.

After sending out the paper crane letter, Uncle Jiu returned to the house, meditated and adjusted his breath, and waited for the letter to come back.

At dawn, a red light flew into Yizhuang quickly.

Uncle Jiu opened his eyes immediately, with a satisfied smile on his face.

Look at the thousand-year-old snow ginseng, one of the rare treasures in the world, for the face of this thousand-year-old medicine that even the Maoshan ancestral home does not have.

The elders of Maoshan's ancestral court agreed to Uncle Jiu's request, and sent a copy of Ren Mu's letter to Feng Chan overnight.

"You have to contact Mr. Ren. With him here, you can gather the strength of the whole town and build the Town God's Temple for Mr. Ren within three days!"

If it were someone else, Uncle Jiu couldn't guarantee that a temple could be built within three days.

But who is Ren Mu?

The richest, most domineering, and most powerful lord in Renjia Town!

It takes three days to repair a mere Town God's Temple.

Amidst Wen Cai's snoring, Uncle Nine had already brought the City God Feng Chan's book and walked towards Ren's house with a smile on his face.

Ren's hall.

Ren Fa made tea for Uncle Jiu with a silent face.

But Ren Tingting frowned tightly, they were all surprised by Uncle Jiu's words at this moment.

Just now, as soon as Uncle Jiu sat down on the chair, he asked Ren Fa to prepare for the ocean.

Nearly [-] oceans are needed to build a Town God's Temple near Renjia Town to worship the old man Ren.

Then borrow the power of faith of all the townspeople in Renjia Town to eliminate the resentment of turning Old Master Ren into a zombie.

What made Ren Fa ponder was a sentence from Uncle Jiu.

"Master Ren, when the resentment on your father is gone, he will be the City God recognized by heaven and earth."

"When the time comes, the Ren family will attain enlightenment alone, and the chickens and dogs will rise to heaven, and they will no longer need to worry about business matters! Flying to the top is just around the corner."

When a cup of tea with a faint fragrance was placed in front of Uncle Jiu.

Ren Fa, who had already thought about it, smiled and said seriously: "Okay, Uncle Jiu, I will do as you say!"

"I'm going to contact my friends now. There are many people and strength is great. I will try to build my late father's temple within three days!"

With the help of Ren Fa, within an hour, [-] workers were assembled, and they rushed to the location set by Uncle Jiu.

"Old Master Ren can become the City God of Renjia Town. This is something that will benefit Qianqiu. Of course we support it!"

"Master Ren, if your father can become a god, you must take care of him!"

"..."

Although the Ren family's business has been worsening day by day in the past 20 years.

But here, it is still the toubob.

"Everyone, Ren Fa wants to build a Town God's Temple to worship his late father, and please support him!"

With Ren Fa's words, dozens of rich men and squires in Renjia Town did not dare to object, and they all spoke in support.

Because everyone knows.

The Ren family had so much money that they had no place to spend it, they just wanted to build a temple for fun.

As for whether Mrs. Ren can become the real City God, who cares!

With the huge amount of money spent by the Ren family, it only took one day to work day and night.

The Chenghuang Temple belonging to Ren Mu has already seen its prototype.

The foundation and walls are all finished, the only thing missing is the roof, sculptures and portraits.

There are a lot of people building the Town God's Temple for Ren Mu, and the division of labor and cooperation will be completed tomorrow.

Ren Mu came to his own Town God's Temple and quickly walked around inside. He was very satisfied with the scale of the venue.

But there was one thing, he wanted to ask Uncle Jiu for an explanation.

Why are there no idols?

Anyway, Ren Mu is also a god now!

How can there be no majestic and domineering statue of the City God?

With some doubts, Ren Mu came to Yizhuang after a few flashes.

Seeing Ren Mu, Uncle Jiu saluted Ren Mu with a flat smile on his face. Before he could ask, he said softly:

"Master Ren, your Town God's Temple has already taken shape, and the statues are already being carved. Please forgive me for not notifying you in time!"

Hearing this, Ren Mu thought for a while.

"How is my statue carved?"

He is half-flying now, how can an ordinary god statue show his mighty charm!

"Master Ren, it was carved according to the portrait in the Ren family house. Your son said that this is the portrait you are most satisfied with!"

"Xiao Jiu, don't listen to my dog, help me carve it into what I am now!"

After breaking through to half-step flying stiff.

Ren Mu's current face is younger and more handsome than Ren Weiyong in the portrait.

Although the skin is very pale, it gives people a refined feeling.

But his calm and majestic face was very mighty and domineering.

I also don't want to be carved into the appearance of Ren Weiyong, I always feel a little awkward in my heart.