Uncle Jiu couldn't help but feel worried.

At this moment

, a breeze blew in from the window.

Uncle Jiu felt something and looked out the window.

"Uncle Nine!"

""Uncle Jiu, I'm here!"

A clear voice sounded, pulling Uncle Jiu back from his thoughts.

He walked into the yard and opened the door for Ren Tingting.

"Come on in"

"You will stay in the east wing tonight. I will take you there to put your things down first."

Uncle Jiu said warmly.、

""Okay, thank you, Uncle Jiu."

Ren Tingting thanked him and followed Uncle Jiu to the east wing.

"Master! Is Miss Ren coming? I think I heard her voice.

Wencai shouted loudly in the house.

"Why stop?"

"I tell you, you are not allowed to sleep tonight, and you have to dance until dawn."

Uncle Jiu scolded angrily.

In the east wing, after Ren Tingting put down the package she brought,

Uncle Jiu asked,"Miss Ren, why are you the only one back? Where is Qiu Sheng?"

Ren Tingting:"Uncle Jiu, just call me Tingting. It's like this……"

(Ren Tingting told Uncle Jiu in detail what happened after Qiu Sheng picked her up.)

"So, Qiu Sheng should have arrived at the neighboring town by now."

"There are many ghosts in the forest at night. I hope this guy is smart and doesn't let the female ghost fool him."

Uncle Jiu frowned slightly and said in a deep voice.

"Okay, you take a rest first."

"Don't worry, your grandfather was injured by that yellow talisman and won't show up for the time being."

Uncle Jiu said a few more words to Ren Tingting, and then went to check if Wencai was lazy.

Nothing happened that night.

Wencai suddenly woke up.

He dreamed that he turned into a zombie, and Qiu Sheng held a peach wood sword in his hand and stabbed him in the forehead.

"call!"

"Fortunately, it was just a dream!"

Wencai murmured, raising his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead.

Suddenly, he was stunned.

His current appearance was reflected in the bronze mirror beside him.

Long black nails, sharp fangs.

What kind of monster is this?!

He placed his hands in front of him blankly, and then touched the protruding fangs at the corners of his mouth blankly.

He turned into a zombie!

Wencai's heart suddenly shuddered, and this thought emerged.

He was about to scream, but suddenly covered his mouth tightly.

He panicked, and his heart was in a mess.

The words that the master said last night echoed in his mind.

"Could it be that he was really stabbed to death by Qiu Sheng's sword in the end?"

Wen Cai was thinking wildly in his mind, curled up at the edge of the bed.

He stared blankly at the blackened glutinous rice on the bed, not knowing what to do.

Outside the yard, the door that had been half-closed last night was pushed open.

A tired figure walked in pushing a bicycle.

""Master! I'm back!"

Qiu Sheng shouted weakly outside the courtyard.

Wencai shuddered and jumped up from the bed.

He ran to the side room and looked at the scissors on the table thoughtfully.

"I can't die so easily."

"Humph! No one can kill me easily!"

Wencai muttered, and took a pair of scissors to cut the black and long nails.

Uncle Jiu heard the noise from the yard and walked out of his room.

He looked at Qiu Sheng, who looked tired, and frowned slightly.

"Master, I stayed in a yard outside the town last night to avoid the rain."

"I thought I would come back as soon as the rain stopped, but it rained all night."

"It's not delayed, how is Wencai?"

Qiu Sheng walked straight past Uncle Jiu and lay down on the recliner in the house.

Qiu Sheng was about to fall asleep while talking.

His eyes were swollen and black, and he looked like he had a serious illness.

Uncle Jiu took out a small bottle from his arms.

He poured out a drop of liquid and smeared it on the eyelids of both eyes.

Then, he looked at the unconscious Qiu Sheng.

Sure enough, a faint black air surrounded Qiu Sheng's body.

Just as he guessed.

Qiu Sheng didn't come back all night, and he looked like this when he came back.

Uncle Jiu guessed that Qiu Sheng had encountered mountain spirits and ghosts, and his essence was sucked by others.

When the essence is sucked, the essence of a person will be damaged.

It is difficult to repair the lost essence without three to five months of recuperation.

Uncle Jiu sighed and decided to wait for Qiu Sheng to wake up before asking him.

He picked up the glutinous rice that had fallen aside and walked towards the room where Wencai was.

When passing the east wing, he met Ren Tingting who was woken up.

"Uncle Nine!"

Ren Tingting called softly

"Can you cook porridge?"

Uncle Jiu asked

"I know a little bit. I did it myself when I was in the provincial capital."

Ren Tingting replied

"Well, you can cook some glutinous rice porridge later."

"Drinking more glutinous rice porridge is good for Wencai to eliminate corpse poison"

"Remember, don't let the smoke get into the porridge, otherwise it won't be that useful."

Uncle Jiu ordered.

""Okay."

Ren Tingting took the small bag of glutinous rice that Uncle Jiu had distributed and went to the kitchen obediently.

Uncle Jiu went into Wencai's room.

He found that Wencai was not staying in bed.

""Wencai!"

Uncle Jiu shouted

"Master, I'm here!"

Wencai's voice came from the side room.

"If you didn't say anything, I would have thought you had turned into a zombie!"

"Why don't you come back quickly?"

Uncle Jiu scolded angrily.

Then he poured some of the glutinous rice in the bag onto Wencai's bed.

"Here it comes!"

"Ding, ding, ding, ding….."

"Master, they are coming!"

"Ding, ding, ding……"

Wencai walked out of the side room with a sharp voice, walking in the steps of an opera singer.

"What the hell is wrong with you!"

"Hurry up and get up there, do you really want to become a zombie?"

Uncle Jiu stared at him speechlessly and shouted.

Wencai shrank his neck, not daring to continue to act weird in front of his master, and obediently lay on the bed and jumped up.

"Hey, why is this glutinous rice weird?"

Wencai was puzzled.

Originally, when he stepped on the glutinous rice with his feet, he would feel a tingling sensation.

But now, except for feeling lame, there is no tingling sensation at all.

Could it be...

I really turned into a zombie?

Wencai thought uncomfortably.

He was confused, but he didn't dare to tell his master. He pretended to be nothing and jumped, leaving only Jiushu with a jumping back.

Jiushu was still thinking about Qiu Sheng, and didn't notice Wencai's abnormality.

Until Jiushu walked out.

Wencai hurried over to close the door and took out a file from his arms.

He tried it, the nails could be cut off, and the fangs that were spit out could also be ground off.

It was just a little troublesome.

In the face of life and death, that's not a problem.

Qiu Sheng slept until dark.

He opened his hazy eyes, still feeling very sleepy.

He looked out the window, and the bright moon in the sky scared him:"Why is it dark, how long have I slept?"

Jiushu sat aside and said lightly:"I slept for a whole day. You're so sleepy, did you steal last night?"

Qiu Sheng yawned and said,"Didn't I tell you, Master? I encountered a thunderstorm on my way back, so I took shelter at a wealthy family's house outside the town. I drank too much, so I couldn't come back."

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