Zombie simulation, I was burned by the ninth uncle again

Chapter 2 I Miss the Feeling of Holding You
He has been hiding in Renjia Town for 20 years, and even Uncle Jiu, the fourth-rank Taoist of Maoshan whose strength is at the ceiling of ordinary people, has not found any trace of this Fengshui master.

At this time, he was thinking hard about who broke his corpse control technique.

"It's definitely not Lin Jiu? Those four eyes, who are proficient in controlling corpses, can't break the restriction I left on Ren Weiyong so easily!"

"Could it be that the fifth-grade land master made the move?"

"No, it's impossible!"

"The land teacher is a noble person, why did he come to this small Renjia town?"

"Don't think about it, my corpse control technique is not limited to this method, I need to fish out Ren Weiyong as soon as possible to sacrifice, and then kill all blood relatives to break through the flying stiffness!"

"Once successful, no matter who it is, it will become the blood food of my beloved pet."

If Ren Mu heard the word 'love pet' when he just woke up, he would be blown out of the coffin.

Then there is no more.

This Feng Shui master who has been hiding for 20 years has been monitoring Mr. Ren since his coffin was unearthed.

Now that Ren Mu has traversed, using the skills rewarded by zombie simulation, he completely got rid of the corpse control state.

Mr. Feng Shui thought that Uncle Jiu knew of his existence and ruined the 20-year-old plan. He couldn't bear it anymore and ran directly to guard near Yizhuang.

After the zombie simulation, Ren Mu analyzed the situation a little bit.

Of course, I knew very well in my heart that once the corpse ossified.

After birth, they will be driven by the instinct of zombies, and they will kill their own blood relatives first.

Make yourself stronger by drinking the blood of your blood relatives.

Only after drinking the blood of blood relatives, the strength will break through.

However, biting a corpse poison is something that ordinary zombies who are dominated by instinct and resentment will do.

Ren Mu, as an alternative who has received nine years of compulsory education, is of course excellent.

With a thought, he directly suppressed the so-called zombie's instinct to suck blood relatives.

"With my current strength, going out is purely courting death, so I'd better stay in Yizhuang honestly!"

"Mr. Feng Shui never imagined that after I got rid of the corpse control, I would not run away!"

The moon is sparse, and crows fly everywhere.

Ren Mu lay on the roof of Yizhuang, looking at the bright moon in the sky, his mind was racing.

Every hour, a cold reminder came from my mind.

[Sun Essence +1. 】

From the scattered memories in the brain and the Sims, we can know that Mr. Feng Shui hidden in the dark has been watching him.

There is Nine Uncle clearly, but there is Mr. Feng Shui secretly.

The enemies are strong and numerous, and they never forget Ren Mu's body.

He could only jump half a meter per second, and he ran so slowly that he didn't have the confidence to live quietly.

It's better to lie down directly, try to absorb the essence of the sun, and carry out the next zombie simulation.

But if you want to start the emulator, you need krypton gold!

There is no money to recharge the simulator, only the essence of the sun.

Let the zombies bask in the sun, isn't it fatal?

He can't show his current strength at all. Once he is exposed to the sun, he may become a mummy directly.

But as long as the level breaks through to the fourth grade of black stiffness, you can roam around and bask in the sun casually.

Fortunately, Ren Mu was not lazy when he was in elementary school, and he knew that moonlight is also a kind of solar energy, and zombies can also become stronger by worshiping the moon.

You can add 1 point of Sun Essence for 1 minute in the sun.

Now that the moon is shining, it takes an hour to rise by 1 point.

The strength is not enough, so I can only use time to make up for it. First, I have a good chat with the girl Chang'e on the moon about life.

"It's really exciting. My zombie is actually lying on top of Lin Jiu. Who will believe it!"

At this time, facing his own miserable zombie life, Ren Mu suddenly thought of a good way to break the situation.

"Hey, if I fall from the sky tomorrow, will Lin Jiu be shocked?"

As a zombie, he is only separated by a roof from the powerful Taoist Maoshan, and he wants to scare Uncle Jiu, which is really daring.

The reason why he was so domineering was that he had a handle on Uncle Jiu.

The Ren family is the richest man here, as long as Uncle Jiu wants to continue messing around in Ren's town and inevitably deal with wealthy gentry, then his current body cannot be destroyed.

The most dangerous place is the safest place!
When a faint blush appeared in the east, Ren Mu knew that he was going to have a fair meeting with Uncle Jiu.

[Sun Essence Balance 10. 】

Ren Mu circulated the meager corpse energy in his body and stood up straight from the roof.

Then exert strength on the feet, and the body jumped up.

The Yizhuang in Renjia Town has been built for decades.

The tiles on the roof have been exposed to the sun and rain for many years, and they are already a little brittle.

Ren Mu, who jumped up, didn't choose the direction to jump down, but directly stepped through the roof.

The whole body fell from the sky, and entered Uncle Jiu's room with a burst of shattering.

"Boom!" After a broken sound.

Uncle Jiu was awakened immediately, reacted quickly, clenched the mahogany sword tightly in his hand, and directly laid it across Ren Mu's neck.

He looked in front of him with a livid face. This old man, who was supposed to be lying in the coffin, was staring straight at him now.

Uncle Jiu wanted to know very much.

Who is playing the prank.

Did you know that roof repairs are expensive?

But the thought only flashed for a second before being wiped away.

Turning over into the closet, he took out the corpse suppressing talisman of General Amnesty, and stuck it directly on Ren Mu's forehead.

"It has become a zombie, it must be burned!"

"However, that Master Ren is the toubob in the town, so we still have to go to Ren's house!"

After thinking for a few seconds, Uncle Jiu raised his eyebrows and said inwardly, "No, Wencai!"

Turning around and running out of the room, he hurried to Wencai's side, looking at this apprentice who slept more soundly than a pig, he felt very uncomfortable.

Just now, he was worried that this apprentice, who had been raised since childhood, would be snapped by Mrs. Ren.

"According to the logic, Mr. Ren has become a zombie. There is no reason to let go of the literary talent that is within reach. What is going on?"

Uncle Jiu reached out and squeezed Wencai's neck, and after holding on for a while, there was no trace of being bitten by a zombie, but there were quite a few mosquito bites.

"Could it be that he wants to bite me?"

At this time, Uncle Jiu, who walked back to the room, looked at the suppressed Old Master Ren, frowning and clenched his fists tightly.

One person and one stiffened, confronting each other, Ren Mu felt a little terrified.

If it wasn't for the corpse-suppressing talisman that imprisoned the corpse energy in his body, his body would not be able to move an inch.

Otherwise, Uncle Jiu would have seen the flaw long ago.

Wen Cai woke up leisurely, rubbed his eyes and walked to Uncle Jiu's room, watching Master playing with Old Master Ren!
Then he asked without thinking: "Master, why did you move the corpse to the room early in the morning? Do you miss the feeling of old master Ren hugging you when he was a child?"

When Uncle Jiu heard this, his face suddenly turned from white to black, and then he clenched his fists tightly, exposing his knuckles, and slammed Wen Cai's head hard.

"Crack!" A crisp sound echoed in Yizhuang.

"Oh Master, it hurts so much, why did you hit me!"

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