Zombie simulation, I was burned by the ninth uncle again

Chapter 23 Just kidding, tell the fortune of the dead?

Seeing that Uncle Jiu actually told the fortune of an old zombie who had been dead for 20 years, the four eyes immediately let out a sound of surprise.

"Brother, are you kidding, you actually want to tell the fortune of the dead!"

But he still wanted to continue complaining, and after being cast a stern look by Uncle Jiu, he immediately shut up.

"The horoscope of Mrs. Ren's birthday is born in the year of Xin Chou, and the five elements belong to earth. The moon of Dingyou belongs to fire. The day of Jimao belongs to earth. The time of Wuyin also belongs to earth!"

"It is impossible for this fate of burning fire to produce three soils to be burned by lychee firewood so that not even the ashes are left, at least two kidney bones are left. There must be something wrong?"

After burning the incense, Uncle Jiu pinched his fingers and calculated, and he really calculated the fate of Old Master Ren.

Hearing this, the four eyes also showed a very serious thinking.

He only knows how to control corpses, and he doesn't know anything about fortune-telling and fortune-telling, so he can only meditate with Uncle Jiu and put on a show.

"It should have been woken up by the heat, and then slipped away!"

At this time, Wen Cai, who was on the sidelines, watched them remain silent, and suddenly interjected, which made Ninth Uncle Mao Sai suddenly enlightened.

I thought: "Good literary talent, this old man can sleepwalk, so it is possible to be burnt away!"

"Junior brother, you still need to use the technique of finding corpses from a thousand miles away!"

Hearing Uncle Jiu's words, Simu felt a little suspicious, and pursed his mouth, showing a very unwilling expression.

He jumped off the roof of Ren's house with Ren Mu on his back.

If Ren Mu, a zombie without the slightest bit of corpse energy, is safe and sound under the sun, he can still take the opportunity to slip away.

Really so powerful, why not kill him directly.

Is sleepwalking fun?

"Senior brother, I can only use that spell once a day, not to mention that I'm not sure if the old man really ran away!"

Hearing this, Uncle Jiu nodded his head towards the four eyes, then went back to the room to adjust his breath, and waited until tomorrow to find Ren Mu.

The mountain range outside Renjia Town is called Wuguniang Mountain, and there is a valley in the middle. At night, it is often filled with miasma and the sky is dark.

The sound of howling ghosts and wolves is often heard, which is so fierce that ordinary people dare not mention it.

In a hidden cave in the valley, an old Taoist priest was adjusting his breath.

Last night, the red and white evil formation was broken by Lin Jiu, and it suffered a lot of backlash.

Even with a variety of inhuman methods, after a day and a night of breathing adjustment, the mana on his body was only half restored.

Fengshui Laodao walked out of the cave, ready to cast spells and continue to track down Ren Muyong.

Given his current situation, it would be foolish to want to take back Mr. Ren's body.

But he doesn't want to give up.

"I don't have much life left. If I haven't broken through to the fifth-rank earth master, I may not be able to see the scenery of next spring!"

The average Taoist priest's life expectancy is around 70 years old.

Even a fourth-rank earth master who has cultivated to a high level of mana has only a lifespan of more than a hundred years.

The Feng Shui veteran in front of him is already 80 years old.

After several times of tossing, Shouyuan was greatly reduced.

However, the Feng Shui old man suddenly stopped the seal in his hand, and looked towards a small pool in the distance with a feeling,

It felt familiar to him.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew by, and the old Taoist couldn't help shivering, and instantly entered the fighting mode.

"Where is the Daoist friend coming here, the old Taoist has been cultivating for many years, it is inconvenient to see guests!"

The Feng Shui veteran quickly pinched the seal with both hands, and shouted in the direction of the water pool.

From the outside, it seemed that he was stable, but his slightly trembling body betrayed his condition.

"boom"

After two seconds, nothing unusual appeared in front of the old Taoist priest.

But in the cave behind him, several coffins that were originally tightly closed suddenly exploded the coffin boards.

"Roar" Liu Dao's straight figures rushed out and quickly landed around the old Taoist priest.

At the same time, four ferocious ghost figures continuously appeared in the air, vigilant in all directions.

Mr. Feng Shui's group of zombie ghost servants quickly appeared, and the entrance of the cave was suddenly gusty and filled with evil spirits. Within a few breaths, it completely turned into a ghost land.

"Six third-rank jumping stiffs, four third-rank evil spirits, this Feng Shui guy has a lot of cards!"

Ren Mu looked at the old Fengshui Taoist who was protected by a group of people from a distance, with a bit of surprise on his face.

If I saw this old Taoist priest who was dressed like a villain just now and rushed forward very recklessly, I would definitely be surrounded and beaten.

However, in my own eyes, these guys seem to be no longer qualified to show their teeth and claws.

If he rushed up to bully them like this, he would lose his noble status as a fourth-rank black zombie.

At this time, with the enemy in front of him, Ren Mu did not reveal his figure, but carefully concealed his figure.

Then he lifted a huge boulder weighing several hundred kilograms by his side.

Squinting one eye, he aimed at the cave tens of meters away, the old Feng Shui Taoist who was surrounded by groups.

Without any hesitation, he threw it with all his might.

The difference between man and beast is that he can use tools.

Ren Mu is a zombie, although in the eyes of a Taoist priest he is no different from a beast.

But now that he is a human being, of course he will use throwing stones to ask for directions.

The huge boulder displayed a perfect parabola in the air, and slammed down towards the hole with incomparable precision.

"boom!"

A loud noise echoed continuously in the valley, breaking the silence here. Countless bats and crows quickly flew up.

"Damn it, who the hell are you, I'm sorry for not being with you!"

As the boulder fell, an extremely angry roar came out one after another.

Without even seeing the attacking figure, he lost most of his strength, and the Feng Shui veteran retreated directly into the cave.

Ren Mu watched the distraught figure quickly retreat into the cave, and a mocking smile appeared on his face.

"Hey, this is just an appetizer!"

Ren Mu threw stones with a strength of several thousand jins to ask for directions, and immediately dropped the three body guards of Feng Shui and jumped stiff.

"Did you think being a coward would have nothing to do with you?"

The arrogant Ren Mu walked over cautiously.

He carried a stone weighing about [-] jin in each hand.

"Boom!" With a flick of his hands one after another, two loud noises came out one after another.

The entire valley was suddenly splashed with gravel, and the thigh-thick tree trunk next to it was instantly broken.

Ren Mu's throwing stones to ask for directions this time directly smashed down half of the entrance of the cave.

"I'll see how long I can hide!"

If you can kite the enemy from a distance, of course you don't want to be close and tough. Besides, there are a lot of stones here, so you can directly cover them with firepower.

"Boom."

As the loud noise continued to spread, Ren Mu quickly smashed most of the hole in front of him, leaving only a small hole half a person's height in the entire two-meter-high cave.

If the Feng Shui veteran continues to be a shrinking turtle, he will never have to come out, and will just suffocate to death inside.

"Xuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu.

Seeing this, Ren Mu didn't stop it.

He is now facing Mr. Feng Shui who is like a bereaved dog, so of course he has to vent the depression he has suffered these days.

(End of this chapter)