I'm Trying My Best to Add Some Cultivators in the World of Ninth Uncle

"The world is so big, there are so many wonders, this little zombie isn't afraid?"

Russell looked at the little zombie hiding under the incense table of Patriarch Maoshan, and couldn't help but be amazed.

This is an incense table, and there is a portrait of Maoshan Patriarch. It is full of righteousness, and ordinary evil spirits dare not approach it at all, let alone hide in it.

When Uncle Jiu saw the little zombie, he couldn't help but turn dark. He was just startled by this little thing.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, he grabbed the little zombie's ears and pulled him out. The painful little zombie babbled and waved its paws.

Although the little zombie has intelligence, it is no longer human, and its body is already different from that of ordinary people, very hard.

But he happened to meet the wrong person, he met Uncle Jiu, and pinching his two fingers made the little zombie's face full of grievances.

The little zombie kept babbling, and Uncle Jiu seemed to be able to understand something, so Russell stared blankly.

He doesn't know any zombie language.

However, how can it be difficult to get Russell who is witty, smart, handsome and intelligent?

He looked at the little zombie, reached out and groped for a while, folded the paper man into a paper tape, and slowly stuck it on the little zombie's forehead.

Seeing that the paper figurine had just been pasted, the little zombie shook his head a little uncomfortable.

"Hey, why does this hat look so familiar?"

Russell took a closer look, and suddenly found that not only the hat looked familiar, but also the clothes of the little zombie.

"That's what you wore when you were young, not to mention, it fits you well."

Uncle Jiu nodded in satisfaction. Little Russell's clothes were all made by him himself. After several years, they are still strong and beautiful.

Well, I, Lin Jiu, am quite ingenious.

The little zombie turned his head for a while, and finally stopped. The white paper on his forehead showed that it seemed to be a picture, not the words Russell imagined.

But Russell thinks about it. After all, at such a young age, he can recognize a few words. There is no compulsory education here. Some people live their entire lives without knowing five words.

What Russell never expected was that this little zombie was also a soul painter, and the portrait displayed on the drawing paper was very vivid.

A Q version of Uncle Jiu, holding a big egg in his hand, the egg was vaguely damaged, and it was pressed on Uncle Jiu.

Uncle Jiu and Luo Su looked at each other, he really couldn't understand the portrait, "What is he talking about?"

Russell thought about it for a long time, and said uncertainly, "You say you look like an egg?"

Uncle Nine:  …

Uncle Jiu stretched out his arms and said righteously, "I took this little guy in and gave him food and drink. How could he call me an egg? You must have mistranslated!"

Russell touched his head, the little zombie understood Uncle Jiu's words, and kept shaking his head, as if to say that Russell's translation was wrong.

In order for him to see more, the portrait on the forehead of the little zombie became more and more vivid. The huge egg kept cracking, and a lot of strange egg juice flowed out.

"Uncle Jiu is a villain."

Russell rolled his eyes, he didn't say this, it was Uncle Jiu who realized it himself.

This embarrassing scene made Uncle Ninth cough non-stop, and Russell secretly laughed along with him.

But before he could smile for a while, a new portrait appeared on the piece of paper on the little zombie's forehead, more vividly passed on.

But this time the protagonist is not Uncle Jiu, but the Q version of Russell.

The little Russell was lying on the ground, sticking out his tongue, with two huge eggs pressed on his body, which also had cracks.

"Russell is a big bad guy."

Russell: ...

"Master, this little zombie has a brain problem, or we should burn it!"

Dare to say that I am a big villain, I think your little zombie is about to go to the sky, and you have not been beaten by the society.

As soon as he heard that he was going to be burned, the little zombie trembled, and the paper on his forehead changed again, turning into a villain, shaking his head from side to side constantly, with a lot of tears pouring out of his eyes, looking very pitiful.

Uncle Jiu slapped Russell on the head fiercely, "What are you talking about, let me tell you, you are his senior brother, don't bully him!"

Russell curled his lips, his eyes rolled quickly, and he saw the copper coin sword on the incense table at a glance, and his heart burst into joy.

After a while, Uncle Nine left. Russell patted the little zombie's head and said earnestly.

"Little thing, don't touch the copper coins and swords on the incense table, don't climb the incense table with a chair on it, don't!"

After speaking, Russell left the room with a smirk. As soon as he left, the little zombie moved the chair and climbed onto the incense table.

Looking at the copper coin sword that did not move, the little zombie tilted his head and stretched out his little hand.

A golden light flashed from the copper coin sword, and like an electric current, it reached the little zombie's hand.

"Hey hey hey hey hey."

The little zombie trembled all over, as if he had been electrocuted, trembling on the spot for a long time, he let go of his hand abruptly.

The copper coin pad fell off, and he stopped shaking for an instant, but the next moment, the copper coin sword fell into his boots by coincidence.

"Hey hey hey hey..."

Chapter 262 Vampires Are Zombies

It seems that Russell made too much noise in the past few days. The whole town of Jiuquan was calm, and nothing strange happened for many days.

But Yizhuang is still very busy, because the little zombie came, Russell felt very novel, and would tease this little guy if he had nothing to do.

Quite a bit of it was Qiu Shengwen who teased him when he was young.

What this little guy eats, drinks, and sleeps are all a lot of things.

In order to prevent him from sucking blood, Russell went to buy a lot of tomatoes according to Uncle Jiu's instructions, and drank tomatoes when he was hungry or thirsty.

This little thing can't see the sun yet. After thinking about it, Russell made a layer of clothes for him out of paper figurines, and made a hat for him by the way.

In this way, you can walk in the sun, and you are basically no different from normal people except that you can't speak.

This little thing is not close to Russell, on the contrary, he especially likes to cling to the silver armor corpse, as if he regards him as his father.

Is this same-sex attraction?

Uncle Jiu is also very busy recently, because the church is about to be remodeled, and he can move in at any time. He is busy, mainly busy with the furniture in the house and so on.

"Uncle Jiu, are you coming to Shangshui again today?"

Seeing the teasing of the aunt on the other side, Uncle Jiu coughed in embarrassment. In the past month, he has been unshakable, and he goes to this place every morning to urinate.

On the one hand, looking at the church is not pleasing to the eye, and on the other hand, he wants to use his own boy's urine to grind away the evil spirits of these three evil positions.

Well now, this church has become my new house, and I pee at the door of my house every day.

This kind of thing suddenly became a joke for everyone around.

Such an embarrassing incident for a generation of priests made everyone laugh, and the sense of distance brought by Russell also dissipated.

With his hands behind his back, Uncle Jiu wandered into his future new home, carefully sized up the building, and had an idea in his mind.

"There is a big chandelier in this lobby, so it looks brighter at night."

"This room is not bad. It is on the sunny side and has windows. It can be used by Russell."

"This place is also good, buy some flooring, you can eat in this place."

"This place is very big, just enough to put down the incense table and enshrine the patriarch here, it's fine."

"Yo, there's even a basement!"

Uncle Jiu opened the door and went in. The basement was also discovered by the renovation workers, but it was so gloomy inside that no one dared to go in.

As soon as he entered the door, the wind howled, and there were walls all around with no windows to see, and a faint light came from behind.

The dark wind was howling, swirling in the spacious basement, with a gloomy air, if it were an ordinary person, it would definitely be trembling with fright.

Uncle Jiu was rather interested. He discovered that there was a coffin in the middle of the basement, which looked very familiar.

Isn't this the coffin found in Renjia Town? Little Russell said it was the coffin that he kept for himself and was beaten by him on the ground?

Why are you running here?

He walked forward, felt the evil spirit flowing in the basement, and immediately had some answers in his heart.

That is, the little apprentice Russell raised zombies in this three evil positions!

Sure enough, when the coffin was opened, it was the flying zombie that Uncle Jiu hadn't seen for a long time.

"Not bad, not bad, this place is full of evil spirits, it can be used as a bed for little zombies."

Uncle Nine nodded in satisfaction. It seems that little Russell had already considered the reason for buying this church.

You really deserve to be my Lin Jiu's apprentice, who looks like a teacher!

He took a few more steps to the side, and suddenly he stepped on something hard, and when he lowered his head, it turned out to be a gray cross.

And in the corner of the coffin, there seems to be a scripture.

Uncle Jiu knew in his heart that this is a Western church, and there is a cross, so it is not unusual.

He was somewhat interested in the scripture, and when he opened it, his eyes were full of bewilderment, and it turned out to be that Western ghost painting talisman.

Fortunately, the owner of this scripture seems to be the priest of the church, and there is a translation below, otherwise Uncle Jiu really couldn't understand it.

"long long ago……"

"There are three priests in this church..."

"Go to the East to preach the will of God..."

"Two priests stayed here, one priest went elsewhere..."

"Meet the devil..."

"Called a vampire, can fly, is afraid of onions and garlic, and silver..."

"Strive hard to get rid of it, and you can't protect yourself. I hope future generations will be careful."

Uncle Jiu looked at the cross in his hand, and couldn't help but frown slightly. According to the book, there is obviously only one of the three priests here.

He stretched out his head and took a closer look. There was a cross on the neck of the Western zombie lying in the coffin.

Looks like two more zombies escaped!