Zombie simulation, I was burned by the ninth uncle again

Chapter 22 No one dares to look at the zombies in the house

【You and Maoshan Linjiu, with four eyes fighting hard, two fists are no match for four hands, lying dead on the spot, piled up with peach trees, cremated to ashes, and buried in golden clay with ashes. 】

[At the age of 60 and six days, your dutiful son and beloved granddaughter were massacred by Mr. Feng Shui. Since then, you will never have any sons or grandchildren, and the ashes were thrown into the river by Qiu Sheng. 】

"This time, with the strength of the fourth-rank Hei Zong, I can knock an elephant into the air with one punch, and I can fight that Feng Shui man on par."

"But it's just that Uncle Jiu and Simu have teamed up, it seems that they still have to develop indecently!"

After six simulations, Ren Mu finally had the ability to protect himself.

Able to confront two enemies head-on.

It's a pity that it was the shameless accident of Simu, who stayed in Ren's family town, that made him only continue to live and develop insignificantly.

[Ding, the simulation is over, the host can keep one of the following. 】

[One, Yin Lei Emperor Corpse Fist. 】

[Second, a century-old mahogany sword. 】

[Third, Mr. Feng Shui's five poisons. 】

[Fourth, 10-minute fighting experience between Maoshan Jiushu and Simu with two fists. 】

"Well, the simulation rewards this time don't seem to be very good!"

From the simulation results, Ren Mu saw that he had only lived one more day before being burned by Uncle Jiu, and there was no other opportunity to break through the original realm.

However, in the options, there is the fighting skill that he lacks the most. It must be the broken cheat book that was stolen from the Feng Shui guy in the simulation!

"I choose one!"

In an instant, Ren Mu's mind was filled with countless boxing moves and power burst skills.

【Ding!The host acquires the skill Yin Lei Emperor Corpse Fist. Since the host itself is a zombie, his perception of the zombie's body is much higher than that of a monk, and he automatically upgrades to Dacheng. 】

Dacheng's Yin Lei Emperor Corpse Fist can circulate the majestic corpse energy in the body, and generate Yin Thunder to attach to the fist, increasing its power several times.

Open the attribute panel and take a closer look at the power of this skill.

Host: Ren Mu.

Status: Normal.

Level: fourth grade black stiffness.

Strength: 2000 (jin).

Constitution: 1500.

Daoxing: 20 years.

Speed: 25 (m/s).

Consciousness: 50 (meters).

Resistance: 10 (reduces spell damage by 10%).

Sun Essence: 788.

Corpse Qi: 3000.

Skills: Corpse Control (Dacheng), Yin Leidi Corpse Fist (Dacheng)

Yin Lei Emperor Corpse Fist: Able to exert 100% of body strength, ignoring any defense.

After cultivating to great success, the two fists will generate dark thunder, causing twice the magic damage of the corpse energy consumed.

"Huh, consuming 1000 points of corpse energy can create a powerful thunder. It seems that tonight is the time for the death of Mr. Feng Shui!"

With this powerful skill, Ren Mu is full of confidence and high spirits.

In the past two days, Fengshui Laodao and Uncle Jiu have fought twice, and it would be good to have half of his strength left, but he is at the peak of his strength.

From the simulation results, he knew that even without skills, he was able to tie with the Feng Shui master, and he even snatched a cheat book.

Now, Ren Mu is looking forward to meeting tonight.

After waiting for so long, it's time to show the true strength of the traverser.

In the future, if you play vegetarian and eat meat, who will win, it will be a battle tonight.

At noon, Ren Mu retreated from the litchi garden.

Jiushu and Simu searched for a long time in the pile of burning ashes, but they didn't find Ren Mu's remains.

Simu, who was covered in smoke and dust, thought that Ren Mu had been completely burned to ashes, so he persuaded Uncle Jiu to put the ashes in the urn casually, as Ren Fa's confession.

But Uncle Jiu disagreed desperately, it was against his way of practice, he was angry and spitting furiously at his four eyes.

After searching to no avail, they decided to go to Ren Fa first to explain and postpone the deadline for burial.

Having the same opinion, the two quickly came to Ren's house.

"Tell me, is it your fault?" As soon as Uncle Jiu entered the door, Ah Wei, wearing a toad mirror, rushed up to question them.

However, although he looks angry.

But in the corner of his eyes, there was a trace of irrepressible joy.

In the morning, when I heard that Ren Fa's father and daughter had an accident, I brought the doctor to check it out.

The doctor checked the wounds on Ren Fa's father and daughter's arms, frightened by Ah Wei's dominance, shook his head vigorously, saying that he could do nothing.

In fact, he has a backbone and refuses to heal.

Awei took office not long ago, so he doesn't know much about the situation here.

He heard from his subordinates that this doctor's medical skills ranked first in Renjia Town, so he went directly to Renjia, whether he wanted to or not.

Since even this doctor can't do anything, then Ren Fa and Ren Tingting are hopeless.

Apart from the daughter Ren Tingting, Ren Fa has no other relatives.

If anything happened to the two of them, the Ren family's millions of wealth would all fall into Awei's hands.

This made him very excited. When he saw Uncle Jiu coming, he thought he was here to treat Ren Fa's father and daughter, so he found an excuse to stop him.

"Awei, what are you doing?"

Uncle Jiu frowned slightly, he was very good at dealing with demons and goblins.

But there is really nothing to do with this kind of bastard captain in official skin.

After all, no matter how high the Taoism is, one is still afraid of guns.

The ancestral court of Maoshan also forbids the use of Taoism to deal with ordinary people, fearing that it will damage Yin morality.

"What am I doing? Tell me, did you two kill my uncle and cousin?"

Seeing Uncle Jiu's indignant expression, Ah Wei immediately took out his gun and pointed at them, as if he was about to shoot if there was any disagreement.

"Ah Wei, Uncle Ninth and the others are invited by me, don't neglect, you go back to the yamen first!"

Ren Fa's words forced Ah Wei to restrain himself.

He could only stare at Uncle Jiu viciously, then let out a bah, spit out a mouthful of foam, and left Ren's house unwillingly.

"Master Ren, your father." As soon as Uncle Jiu spoke, he was interrupted by four eyes.

He knew that Uncle Jiu was not good at fooling around, and he would speak up about everything.

Now whether the old man's body was burned into air, or turned into a butterfly and flew away.

Si Mu didn't know what to do, so he could only interrupt Uncle Jiu first, so as to prevent things from getting worse and embarrassing Taoist Maoshan.

"Old Mrs. Ren has an accident, you must lock the doors and windows tonight, it is best to seal them all!"

When Ren Fa heard Simu's very serious warning, his heart went cold and he shuddered.

"Father, what happened?"

Ren Fa's fearful reaction made Si Mu's heart suddenly clear.

"It's like this. Something is wrong with your father's body. He turned into a zombie and bit Wen Cai. We just came here, so he ran away!"

After Ren Fa heard it, he fell silent immediately.

Zombies hurt people, that's a big deal.

No one dares to look at the zombies in the house!
If it gets out, the Ren family will lose all face and will be ostracized by everyone.

"Leave everything to Uncle Jiu to decide!"

In order to save the Ren family's face, Ren Fa had no choice but to agree to Uncle Jiu's arrangement, and after finding Ren Mu, he was directly burned to ashes.

From beautiful burial to golden burial.

Uncle Jiu got Ren Mu's discretion, and asked Ren Fa to have a good rest. Don't worry too much, everything is on them.

Then He Simu turned and left, quickly returned to Yizhuang, and opened the altar to practice.

(End of this chapter)