Zombies: Ren Jiazhen creates people and frightens Uncle Nine

Chapter 92 The ancestor is very satisfied! Phantom of the Wild! Kill Monk Xilai!!

“Medium!. I’ll go right away! ”

Gu Qianqiu immediately went out, came to the next courtyard, called Zhang Dao, and asked him to catch up with the carriage.

In less than half an hour, Gu Qianqiu turned around, and the carriage was filled with chickens, ducks, fish, geese, etc., as well as various fruits.

At this point, most of the shops selling food in the town are closed, except for two that sell late-night snacks, only Yihongyuan is still open.

Gu Qianqiu emptied the two night snack stalls, and finally moved more than half of the cooked food prepared in Yihongyuan, and also got a lot of wine back, and then stopped.

This is also thanks to Gu Qianqiu is a VIP in Yihongyuan, a big customer! That’s why there is such a face.

Ordinary people, even if they have money, can’t move so many things from Yihongyuan.

After all, the dashing old men in it also have to consume.

“Hurry up, set the table!. No, the table can’t be placed, just on the floor. ”

Seeing a cart full of food, Gu Hongye, who had just become familiar with the yard under the leadership of Bai Rourou, said that she couldn’t hold back the excitement in her heart, and beckoned Bai Rourou and Xiao Hongmei to get off the car together.

On the side, Liu Yuting was a little cramped, wanting to take the handle, but she couldn’t help, feeling like a waste.

“Wow, the roast goose is so fragrant!”

“This pig’s tail is too sticky!”

“Oh my God, duck ass…”

Gu Hongye was carrying the dishes in the carriage, and generally grabbed a piece and sucked it violently.

What she had sucked did not change in appearance, but the fragrance and taste were no longer there.

If someone eats it again, they will find that the taste is the same as chewing wax, and it has lost its original flavor.

Immortals and demons are stiff and eat gas, just like that.

“Wow, and wine!. Boy, you are promising! ”

The expression on Gu Hongye’s face did not change, but the appreciation in his words was obvious.

Flow in, down

Under the moonlight, Gu Qianqiu, Bai Rourou, Xiao Hongmei, and Liu Yuting accompanied Gu Hongye to eat happily and eat a lot.

“Ancestral Master? Isn’t there such food in the blessed land? ”

After a few sips of wine, Gu Ganqiu couldn’t help it.

This ancestor looked like a starving ghost.

If he hadn’t personally invited him down, he would have been sure.

It is said that a starving ghost is attached to the red leaf doll, and Gu Ganqiu can do it.

“Immortal god eats qi, understand?. Heaven and earth, there must be good wine and food, but I practice in the blessed land all year round, where can I have the opportunity to eat? Moreover, the food in the sky and on the ground also brings local characteristics, and the taste may be better than the food of the world, but after all, there is less red dust, and it is not painful to eat. Besides, it doesn’t require me to pay. Eat other people’s sweat, I don’t know if you have heard this sentence? ”

Gu Hong

Ye sucked wildly while spitting, “Also, don’t be an ancestor in the future, call me Sister Hongye… Or autumn leaves will do. I wanted to experience what it was like to be eighteen years old. ”

“Ancestor…”

Bai Rourou was anxious.

It’s called Momiji directly, isn’t this messing up?

“Huh?”

Gu Hongye tilted her head.

Bai Rourou’s heart suddenly tightened, and the words of admonition that came to her mouth were held back.

“Good!. Autumn leaves are autumn leaves!. Momiji girl, do one. ”

Gu Qianqiu has always been bold, otherwise it would not be good for Bai Rourou to just arrive, so she got it to bed.

Now Gu Hongye has a request.

Don’t call her a little smaller.

As long as Gu Hongye doesn’t turn his face, he won’t be afraid of calling the meat hemp.

“Momiji girl, he’s good!. Here, do one! ”

Gu Hongye picked up the wine glass and touched one with Gu Qianqiu.

In the middle of the moon, one person and one immortal you come and go.

Gu Hongye eats qi, and with her cultivation, no matter how much of these ordinary wines are, she can’t get drunk.

Gu Qianqiu can’t.

Although he has a good amount of alcohol, he can’t compare with Gu Hongye’s hanging force

For the first time ever, he was filled, and then under Gu Hongye’s arrangement, he was helped back to the room by Bai Rourou.

Soon, an indescribable voice faintly came out of the room.

Xiao Hongmei and Liu Yuting, who continued to accompany Gu Hongye outside the house, both inexplicably blushed on their pale grimaces.

Gu Hongye was stunned.

“This kid, isn’t he drunk?”

……

Outside the town of Renjia.

Lin Xuan took Lin Zuozuo and walked through the mass grave again to Ren Weiyong’s tomb.

Passing by this time, they saw Mao Shanming again.

Still nestled in a half-pulled tattered coffin.

“Aunt Xuan, it’s going to be early in the morning. After the wee hours of the morning, the twenty-year period has arrived. Or we’ll dig him up and take him away when the hour comes.” ”

Lin Zuozuo’s eyes widened, a little eager.

Although she practiced the method of raising corpses and had practiced a few zombies in the door, she had never dug a grave.

I heard that the ancestor of corpse raising in the past created the corpse raising school by digging graves, and the stronger he dug, the stronger he dug, and finally dug out a holy place.

As a corpse raiser, she has always been effective in imitating the mind of her ancestor, but unfortunately she has never had the opportunity.

“What to dig with?. By hand? ”

Lin Xuan glared at Lin Zuozuo, “Do you think you don’t need strength to dig a grave?” And this is not an ordinary grave, it is a dragonfly point water cave. On a sunny day, the coffin is to be buried upright. The coffin that is buried vertically, but the coffin that is buried normally is much more difficult to dig. ”

“What then?”

“Wait until tomorrow they dig it out and see how it goes!” Normally, such a thing as moving a grave is usually done on the same day. If you dig it up, you will immediately send it to a new grave and bury it. The soil of the new grave has just been laid, it is fluffy and easy to dig. At night, we will wake up this mighty warrior, let him raise his body, and crawl out of the grave himself. ”

She has never eaten pork and has always seen pigs run, although it is also the first time she has done this kind of thing, but she has once rummaged through the experience of the people in the door in the library cabinet.

After a moment in front of Ren Weiyong’s limelight, the two women did not go down the mountain, but directly disappeared into the barren forest without a road.

In the mass grave below, Mao Shanming turned over in the coffin.

“Hum—”

The six-winged flying insect hidden in the tree flapped its wings and quietly followed.

Cooing

On the west side of Xiang, in the wilderness, above an ancient temple that has long been abandoned, the night crows croaked, and the night lords were fierce, staring at the uninvited guests in the forest below.

A middle-aged monk dressed in a monk’s robe, but holding a half-gnawed roast goose in his left hand, and looking at a jar of wine in his right hand.

The monk has a clear goal, that is, the ancient temple ahead, obviously preparing to rest in that ancient temple tonight.

“Someone is coming!”

“It’s a monk!”

“This monk looks skinny, there is no oil and water, and I am afraid that it does not smell like those fat-headed and big-eared monks in the temple before.”

“You know a fart, fat has fat to eat, thin to eat head, this broken place sometimes no one comes for months, now it is good that someone comes, you still pick and choose.”

The yin wind howled, and in the darkness, a shadow stared at the monk, his eyes full of greed.

In these years, the war is chaotic, and not only ordinary people cannot eat enough, but many demons also cannot eat enough.

There are too many demons, and the places with oil and water are temporarily given by those powerful demons.

The weak, those who refuse to turn to the strong, are driven into the wilderness.

In the darkness, the monk felt something, but he didn’t care, and went straight into the ancient temple that had collapsed for most of the time.

Sit in front of the largest Buddha statue, destroy all the remaining roast goose and wine in your hand, and then lean on the Buddha statue and close your eyes.

“He’s asleep!”

“Let’s go, open the table!”

The wind is howling, and the shadows in the darkness are about to move.

“Boom—”

The monk who had been sleeping suddenly opened his eyes, and a mage-level momentum permeated.

The monk opened his mouth to warn: “Lao Tzu is just here to sleep, if you know each other, don’t mess around.” Otherwise, Lao Tzu will send you to the Western Heavens. ”

Then, retract the momentum, close your eyes and continue to sleep.

“So fierce, this monk is so fierce!”

“It turned out to be a stranger, no wonder he is so fearless, he should come to this kind of broken temple to sleep.”

“What to do? Still not eating? ”

“Eat a fart, he’s still powerful, we can’t afford to mess with it.”

“It’s so sad to see the meat can’t be feasted!”

The greed in the eyes of the demons could not be suppressed at all, but they did not dare to make any moves, but they were a group of fierce ghosts.

A rabble of elven goblins

Crowd, bullying the soft and afraid of the hard, bullying ordinary people is okay, and strangers who are not strong are not unable to start.

But the strength of this monk exceeds the upper limit of what they can deal with.

Finally, a demon stared at the mottled Buddha statue that the monk was leaning on and thought of a way.

“One chopstick is easy to break, ten chopsticks are constantly broken, this monk is too fierce, we rush up, we may not be able to get it, but if we borrow this Buddha statue and combine our strength in one place, we should be able to open a banquet.”

This Buddha statue, when the incense in this ancient temple was not broken, had long become a magic weapon by the incense sacrifice.

After the incense in the ancient temple was cut off and decayed, these demons gathered together, and when they were fine, they attached themselves to the Buddha statue to play and pretend to be gods.

Day after day, the current Buddha statue has long been subtly refined into a demon weapon, a ghost weapon.

“That’s a good idea!”

“You can try!”

“Make trouble, I want to open the table!”

……

Immediately, the yin wind 5.4 blew, and black shadows flew into the Buddha statue from behind it.

The originally benevolent Buddha statue became cold and evil, and tears seemed to slip from the corners of his eyes, raised his Buddha hand, and patted it towards the sleeping monk below.

“Boom—”

Before the Buddha’s hand fell, thousands of Buddha lights came out of the monk’s robe below.

In the light of the Buddha, it turned out to be the scripture of Tushi.

Blah blah

Like a stream of water, the Buddha light washed the statue from the inside out.

“Ah-”

“He’s not a mage, he’s a master…”

Among the Buddha statues, there were desperate screams.

Buddhist practitioners have the five realms of Shami, Bhikkhu, Master, Seat Master, and Guru, which correspond to the five realms of Taoist Tong, Taoist Disciples, Mages, Earth Masters, and Heavenly Masters in the Daomen.

The Buddhist master is the existence of the same level as the Daoist master.

The combined power of these rabble may be able to threaten the mage, but in front of the master, it is vulnerable.

After a few breaths, the screams in the Buddha statue completely disappeared, the Buddha light faded, and the originally cold and evil Buddha statue became kind again.

The monk below seemed to be unasleep, and continued to sleep loudly.

The next day, early in the morning, the monk woke up, took a morning lesson in front of the Buddha statue, and then went out to continue on his way.

Target, Xiangxi, Renjia Town!