The van that crosses

Chapter 63 Please also destroy my father!

Suddenly, Ninth Uncle saw a coffin board with no ink line, and his face sank all of a sudden.

"Qiusheng, Wencai, are you two sure that you have both ejected the ink bucket from the coffin?" Uncle Jiu looked at the two of them with a bad face.

"Master, we have definitely played it all, and there is no place left." Qiu Sheng said.

"Yes, yes, I think this zombie is so powerful that it can break through the seal of the ink bucket line." Wen Cai said.

"Oh? Is that so? Then look at this board, why isn't it on it?" Uncle Ninth walked up to him, kicked the board at the bottom of the coffin, and said.

Qiusheng and Wencai heard the words and looked at them, and all of them secretly thought that they were not good.

They actually had a spot where they didn't have a bullet.

"It's all Qiusheng's fault. I originally wanted to check, but Qiusheng shot me with ink, so I didn't check." Wen Cai directly threw the blame.

"Nonsense, you dumped my ink first, and I had to check it too." Qiu Sheng was not to be outdone.

"Enough, the two of you, it's great, both of you go to stand for me and sleep for an hour." Jiu Shu said angrily.

"Ah? Do you want to stand for an hour?"

"Master. I."

The faces of the two suddenly collapsed, and they wanted to refute, but when they saw Uncle Ninth's cannibalistic gaze, they could only walk towards the yard in despair.

"Wait, you push the grinding wheel away first, and let the sun kill the zombies before you stand up." Ninth Uncle said.

When the two heard the words, they ran over immediately, and then tried their best, but they couldn't move.

"Master, this is so heavy that the two of us can't push it." Qiu Sheng said.

"It's really useless, the three of us pushed together."

A minute later, Uncle Jiu patted the dust off his hands and said, "Let him hang here first, Qiu Sheng, you go to the Ren Mansion and ask Master Ren to come over."

"This zombie is also Master Ren's father. If we want to dispose of him, we need to get the consent of Master Ren." Ninth Uncle said.

"Okay, Master." Qiu Sheng heard the words and heard that he didn't need to stand up, and his face suddenly became happy, and hurriedly rode his bicycle towards Ren's house.

"You continue to stand for me, there is not an hour, don't want to sleep." Jiu Shu said towards Wen Cai.

"Oh, Master." Wen Cai reluctantly stood up on the corridor. He was also very smart. The corridor was sheltered by eaves and would not be exposed to the sun.

At this moment, Zhou He walked out of the morgue with Hache.

"Ah~~~! It's so lively, hey, this zombie hasn't been killed by the sun, oh, it was blocked by the mill." Zhou He was shocked, and then strode towards the mill.

"Fellow Daoist Zhou is awake? Thanks to your shot yesterday, otherwise, this zombie will definitely be a disaster for the world." Jiu Shu said.

"It's a small matter, wait for me to take the stone grinding plate away and kill the zombies first. By the way, Wencai, you can make breakfast. I am so hungry." Zhou He came to the stone grinding plate, and then moved towards the man who was standing on horseback. Wen Cai said.

"That. Master" Wen Cai was happy in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it, but looked at Ninth Uncle.

"Make something delicious, hurry up." Ninth Uncle said.

"Okay, I'll go right now." Without standing, Wen Cai jumped up happily, and then quickly ran towards the kitchen.

"Fellow Daoist Zhou, wait, I can't kill him yet. I asked Qiu Sheng to ask for the master. After all, he is the father of the master, and he needs to be the master." Ninth Uncle said.

Zhou He heard the words and looked at the zombies who were still roaring with their teeth and claws under the grinding plate of the eye stone.

……

Half an hour later, Zhou He and several people have all sat at the dining table.

"Okay, everyone can eat." Wen Cai took the last stack of sauerkraut and put it away.

I have to say that although Wencai is a little bit skinny, a little stupid, his aptitude is also a little bit worse, he looks a little ugly and his face is a little older, but he still cooks good food.

Zhou He was eating with relish anyway. In just ten minutes, a table of dishes and a large pot of porridge were all eaten by Zhou He and other four people.

However, Uncle Jiu still left some meals for Qiusheng.

Just as Wen Cai was packing up the dishes, the front door was pushed open.

I saw Qiu Sheng and Mr. Ren hurried in.

Behind Master Ren, Ren Tingting and four or five servants followed.

Of course, there were four or five bearers waiting outside and did not come in.

"Uncle Ninth, is what your apprentice said true? My father has become a zombie?" Master Ren looked in disbelief.

"Yes, last night my disciples and I went to the mountains to find the treasures of Feng Shui. How could I let the old man turn into a corpse and break the coffin. Fortunately, Fellow Daoist Zhou is here, otherwise a catastrophe will come after all." Jiu Shu said.

"Take me to have a look." Master Ren's expression didn't change, obviously he still didn't believe what Uncle Ninth said.

Only when he saw it with his own eyes would he believe it.

"It's in the backyard, Master Ren come with me, please!"

After a while, everyone came to the morgue.

Through the door, Mr. Ren saw the huge grinding wheel in the backyard at a glance. Below the grinding wheel, a head was exposed, and he was still struggling with that crazy roar.

When all of them appeared, the zombies smelled the popularity and roared even louder.

"Master Ren, that is the corpse of the old man. Now it has become a zombie. It was pressed to the ground by Zhou Daoyou with a grinding disc." Jiu Shu pointed at the zombie and said.

"This, this, this. This is my father?" Master Ren walked out of the door, came under the stone mill, and looked at it carefully.

"It's true, Ninth Uncle, what should I do? I heard that zombies seem to suck the blood of blood relatives."

Because when the grave was moved, Master Ren went back and checked some classics because of the corpse transformation that the ninth uncle said, and naturally learned that zombies would be the first to eat the blood of blood relatives.

"Grandpa, this is Grandpa, how did Grandpa become like this." Ren Tingting hid behind Master Ren, grabbing the corner of her clothes with both hands, with a look of fear on her face.

"If Master Ren doesn't mind, I can destroy it," said Ninth Uncle.

"No, if I destroy my father, then it won't be possible to move the grave to the treasure land of Feng Shui. Ninth Uncle, can I bury my father? There should be no danger after the burial." Master Ren said.

Ninth Uncle heard the words, shook his head and said: "No, the corpse has already changed. Burying it in a feng shui treasure land will not only prevent it from being sealed, but will increase its Taoism."

"The short one is one month, the long one is three months, and it will definitely break out of the ground and come to attack your father and daughter."

"Ah? Then ask Uncle Ninth to destroy my father." Master Ren gritted his teeth and made up his mind.

After all, compared to money, the lives of their father and daughter are naturally more important.

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