I don't know why Uncle Ming came to settle down in this village. Seeing him like that, he doesn't plan to leave here in a short time.

The words in Luo Ke's mind are no longer enough to describe his *death behavior. Did he have a strong heart to bring the two little ghosts to live in this village where there is a truly powerful Taoist priest?

Luo Ke felt that his thinking was not on the same level as Uncle Ming's. Even the cute and cute Dabao knew it was inappropriate. He even lost his appetite for his favorite chicken legs in front of him.

Luo Ke didn't give up, and tried to persuade Uncle Ming to leave here: "Uncle Ming, look at me, Uncle Jiu is capable, if he finds out, it will be a disaster for both of us."

Uncle Ming stuffed a chicken wing into his mouth, and patted his chest to promise: "Don't worry, with me here, I will protect you two."

It's because of you that I don't feel at ease.

For the blind and confident Uncle Ming, Luo Ke gave up helplessly. Sometimes this guy has a stubborn temper. For the sake of not doing evil, don't beat the two of them out of their wits.

Xu felt very sorry, and Uncle Ming bought them two new clothes for the first time.

Although her intentions are very good, but...Looking at the bright and blinding clothes in Uncle Ming's hand, Luo Ke silently turned her head away. The color was so beautiful that she didn't dare to look at it again.

Compared with that clothes, he would rather wear the special clothes for real zombies, at least this clothes belong to the category of normal human aesthetics.

But Dabao liked it very much. He looked at Uncle Ming eagerly, hoping that he would move faster so that he could put on the new clothes.

Uncle Ming stared at his Dabao eagerly, threw the clothes into the brazier, and said the names of Dabao and Xiaobao in his mouth. Available in hand.

Although Luo Ke already has a little understanding of this world that does not follow common sense, she still finds it very miraculous. There is no way to explain this kind of thing with science. It was taken by the dead ancestors.

No wonder there are so many houses and cars made of paper in funeral shops. It turned out to be because of this.

Luo Ke didn't know where his thoughts had gone, until Dabao touched her arm, and then Luo Ke came back to his senses.

Dabao was wearing a light blue robe and a cap with melon skin. He looked at Luo Ke with a smile, pointed to the clothes she held in her hand and said, "Xiaobao, this new dress is so beautiful, don't you miss it?" Has it been a long time? Put it on quickly."

Looking at Dabao who looked like the background of the moving photo, the corners of Luo Ke's mouth twitched slightly. Uncle Ming was too lazy to prepare the same clothes for both of them. When Luo Ke thought about the effect of the clothes on himself, he felt very painful.

But looking at Dabao's expectant face, Luo Ke couldn't bear to say no. The background board should be the background board. After all, she took the body of his younger brother. Not what she wants.

After changing his clothes, Da Baole wobbled around Luo Ke a few times, looking at her clothes and at his own, his eyes smiling like crescent moons.

Seeing Dabao's silly look, Luo Ke felt much better because of being forced to put on such shameful clothes, and grinned, revealing two pointed canine teeth: "Dabao, let's go out, Uncle Ming promised We're taking our roast chicken today."

Hearing this, Dabao took Luo Ke's hand and walked out. Although his mind was not very bright, he also knew that the chances of Uncle Ming buying chicken legs were pitifully rare. If he didn't pay attention, he might regret it.

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Uncle Ming was sitting on the Taishi chair, with his legs crossed, peeling melon seeds and eating them. Seeing the two of them coming out, Uncle Ming threw a handful of melon seed shells on the ground, and said angrily, "You two are dead ghosts, and it would be a hassle to change your clothes." After such a long time, be careful not to give you chicken legs today."

Dabao's face collapsed immediately, and he didn't speak, just looked at Uncle Ming pitifully with his eyes.

Uncle Ming was terrified by him, waved his hands and said, "Oh, why did I raise you two gluttons? All right, all right, let's go quickly, if you go late, you will really be gone."

As he spoke, he opened the door first and walked out. Dabao led Luo Ke and followed.

In fact, Luo Ke was a little afraid of the man who was honored by the villagers as Uncle Nine a few days ago. For the sake of being killed by her in seconds, she was even fainted by the righteousness in him that day. If it happened again today, she didn't know if she would be able to hold on.

However, hearing that Uncle Ming said that Uncle Nine was leading his apprentices to pull out the poison from the villagers who were bitten by zombies, the chance of encountering him must be very slim now.

Uncle Ming specially rented a small courtyard in the village to settle down. Over the years, Uncle Ming has made a lot of money relying on Dabao and Xiaobao, but he never treats himself badly. Come on, there is not much silver left on me.

He led Luo Ke and Dabao into Grandma Huang's house next door. Uncle Ming gave Grandma Huang half a tael of silver and asked her to arrange a table of dishes for him to eat. There must be chicken, duck and fish, and the rest is optional.

Grandma Huang had seen such a generous master before, she nodded happily, and went out on her little feet to make a fuss.

Uncle Ming sat by the table, tapping his chopsticks and waiting for the delicious food to be served.

Luo Ke squatted on the side and whispered to Dabao: "Dabao, look at Uncle Ming like this, he doesn't look like a Taoist priest, look at Uncle Ninth, comparing him with Uncle Ming, it's really embarrassing."

Dabao smiled innocently, touched the long braid behind Luo Ke and said, "Hey, no matter how good Uncle Jiu is, he is not our master, and Uncle Ming is also very good. Although he often fools us, Uncle Ming also protects us. Didn't get caught by the old ghost."

Luo Ke rolled his eyes, only a solid-minded person like Dabao would think that Uncle Ming is good.

Grandma Huang's speed was good, but within half an hour, Uncle Ming's order was on the table. Perhaps Grandma Huang felt a little embarrassed for charging Uncle Ming so much money, and sent a pot of wine to Uncle Ming.

Uncle Ming drank some wine with the chicken legs, and stretched his legs, looking very happy.

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