Zombie simulation, I was burned by the ninth uncle again

Chapter 53 The Official Meeting on the Roof
The ghost messengers felt that their lives were in danger from this intact tile that happened to be cracked to compete with Uncle Nine.

"is it him?"

"Two people join forces, we can't do it!"

"Since they are all from Maoshan, we have to swallow it."

"The only one who can make ghosts suffer, is that person, hurry up, or he may die here."

The four ghost messengers looked at each other, and then circulated ghost energy one after another.

Suddenly, under Uncle Jiu's gaze, the floor of the Yizhuang hall sank.

On the chair, the four figures in two black and two white also disappeared without a trace.

"Haha, Master, you are so powerful, even these ghosts can't beat you!"

Qiu Sheng didn't know that his master was almost defeated by ghost messengers.

He also ran to their positions, with a smug face, pretending to be a ghost messenger, and constantly mocking.

"Alas!" Seeing Qiusheng like that, Uncle Jiu sighed again and again.

He is also aware of his situation, but he just doesn't understand why a tile falls off the roof of Yizhuang when it is good!

This ordinary tile just happened to help him out.

Uncle Jiu raised his head, looked at the gap in the roof thoughtfully, and thought, "Could it be Mrs. Ren?"

But this idea was quickly dispelled.

Why would a zombie help him a Taoist priest?

"Master, what are you looking at?"

"Qiu Sheng!"

"Master, what's the matter?"

"Didn't you say you hated me?"

"Is there? Master, are you drunk, why did you start talking nonsense!"

When Qiu Sheng heard that Uncle Jiu revealed that he was fascinated by Dong Xiaoyu, he immediately looked at his master with bright innocent eyes.

After speaking, he tilted his head and fell to the ground, pretending to be drunk.

Uncle Jiu smiled and looked at Qiu Sheng who was pretending to be dead on the ground, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Everyone knows that he protects the calf, and if the apprentice does something wrong, nothing will happen.

"I know I'm wrong, but I can still be saved, clean it up!"

After leaving a word for Qiu Sheng, Uncle Jiu got up and walked towards the house. After a day and a night, he was exhausted.

After a battle with ghosts, my body can't recover within ten days and a half.

After the sound of the door closing came from Uncle Jiu's room, Qiu Sheng slowly opened his eyes and sat up from the ground.

"Oh, Master is so kind to me!"

After sighing with emotion, he began to tidy up the Yizhuang.

Scattered mud pellets, and some ingot candles blown down by the strong wind.

Holding a piece of intact tile in his hand, Qiusheng looked up at the roof and muttered to himself, "Should I go on the roof?"

Hearing the voice from inside the room, the expression on Ren Mu's face didn't change at all, he just said something casually.

"Boy Qiusheng, if you dare to come up, then stay with me until the sun goes down tomorrow!"

It's a pity that Qiu Sheng didn't climb onto the roof, but after putting the tiles away, he left Yizhuang directly and went back to Renjia Town.

Less than half an hour later, the sleepy Wen came out of the room next to the morgue.

Walking to the hall, I saw that a tile was missing from the roof.

He happened to be on the table again, saw the tile that Qiu Sheng had casually put down, picked it up, and walked out of the house.

"Crench!"

The sound of the bamboo ladder not only affected Ren Mu's heart, but even Uncle Jiu's heart was also affected.

One person and one froze, the thoughts at this moment were unexpectedly the same.

"This literary talent, what exactly do you want to do?"

However, Ren Mu did not leave from the roof of Yizhuang. With his current strength, he has already escaped the fate of running away when he sees anyone.

As long as the fifth-grade land master doesn't show up, no matter who you meet, you don't have to run away.

Wencai climbed up to the roof, mumbling a sentence: "It will rain tomorrow, the roof needs to be repaired!"

"Snapped!"

After finding the gap in the roof, Wencai carefully put the tiles in his hand, and there was a dull sound.

When he was about to stand up and go down, out of the corner of his eye, he happened to see Ren Mu's handsome face.

"Ren, Grandpa."

Wen Cai, who opened his mouth wide open, just yelled out a sentence, and felt his heartbeat and breathing stopped, his eyes went dark, and he didn't know anything.

Seeing Wen Cai fainted from fright, Ren Mu's mouth curled into a wicked smile.

In fact, he never thought that he would meet Uncle Jiu.

But Wencai was so frightened by him and made such a noise, as a master, Uncle Jiu would definitely come up to take a look.

Ren Mu can't just run away in despair.

So where is his great zombie face?

So, since we met, let's say hello to Uncle Jiu.

If he hadn't made the move just now, maybe this Maoshan Linjiu would have to go down and play mahjong with the ghost messengers.

"Written talent!"

An exclamation resounded through Yizhuang.

Uncle Jiu, who had just walked out of the house, heard a rolling sound from the roof, looked up, and saw Wen Cai's body slipping down.

Without any extra words, he immediately stretched out his arms.

With great difficulty, he used Maoshan push hands, accurately caught Wen Cai's falling body, and used his strength to hit him.

Uncle Jiu changed the direction of gravity carried by Wen Cai's body and pushed him onto the water tank.

"Oh!"

Amidst the loud noise, there were countless water waves.

Wen Cai was awakened by the water waves, but soon passed out again.

After Wen Cai was settled, Uncle Jiu changed into clean clothes and looked at the ladder solemnly.

At this moment, he had a strong feeling in his heart: "There is someone on the roof!"

But he hesitated.

To go up, or not to go up?

Wen Cai was not injured, but was a little frightened.

On behalf of the man on the roof, there was no intention of hurting him.

But this is Yizhuang, and they are all on Uncle Jiu's territory, so it seems a bit rude not to go up and say hello.

After hesitating for a few seconds, Uncle Jiu covered the wound on his shoulder, stepped on the bamboo ladder, and climbed up to the roof step by step.

There was a creaking sound, as if it was welcoming the first official meeting between Ren Mu and Uncle Jiu.

When Uncle Jiu's head appeared on the roof, Ren Mu stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the bright moon, showing an inscrutable posture.

"It really is him, Mrs. Ren!"

Seeing the familiar figure from behind, Uncle Jiu let go of the stone in his heart.

With a flat smile on his face, he steadily stepped onto the roof of Yizhuang.

"Old Master Ren, Lin Jiu thank you for your help!"

At this time, Uncle Jiu also thought of it, when he was competing with Guicha just now.

Use the tiles to help him, and the one who makes the ghost run away in despair is the zombie in front of him, the old man Ren.

"Xiao Jiu, aren't you surprised to see me?"

"Master Ren, I've been looking for you for a long time, but I didn't expect you to be on the roof of Yizhuang!"

Uncle Jiu's tone was very flat. He clearly knew that he was seeing a zombie, but he was in the mood of chatting with friends.

Hearing this, Ren Mu smiled indifferently, and spoke in a tone that seemed to be recalling.

"From the very first day I was buried, I became a zombie. Thanks to you, wrapping my body with ink thread has restored me to some sanity!"

(End of this chapter)