Zombie simulation, I was burned by the ninth uncle again

Chapter 6
The old Feng Shui master in the grove roared furiously, immediately activated his mana, and kept waving the mourning stick in his hand.

At this moment, three ghostly shadows with strong ghost aura and deep resentment slowly descended from the sky above Yizhuang.

Seeing this, Uncle Jiu showed a solemn expression.

"These are all third-rank evil ghosts, and they can still use formations. They really are not ordinary Xiaoxiao!"

Immediately change the tactics, bite the fingertips, smear the sword with blood, and step on the seven-star step to meet the evil spirit formation.

"Go!" Feng Shui veteran waved the mourning stick ahead of him.

The three evil spirits surrounded Uncle Jiu and howled like ghosts and wolves.

"It turned out to be the Sancai Dementor Ghost Formation, and we met our opponent tonight!"

Uncle Jiu secretly thought that something was wrong, so he used his mana to quickly plug the ear holes, and raised his sword fingers to deal with all changes with the same.

"Roar!"

After a few minutes, the three evil spirits roared angrily when they saw the crying and howling, but they couldn't help Jiu Shu. Six ghost claws surrounded by blood appeared out of thin air and quickly grabbed them.

At this time, facing the siege of evil spirits, Uncle Jiu calmly took out a handful of copper coins.

"Go!" Injecting a large amount of mana, the body quickly spun into the air, shooting out the copper coins in her hand like a goddess scattering flowers.

"Ah!" Three shrill screams made Ren Mu, who was lying in the coffin, shudder.

"This Ninth Uncle is really powerful, worthy of Ren Jiazhen YYDS!"

At this time, Ren Mu couldn't help feeling a little thankful for his luck.

Otherwise, the fact that he suddenly fell from the sky this morning and startled Uncle Jiu is enough to be beheaded several times.

"Haha, I crossed over to become Old Master Ren, and this identity is really okay. I am so domineering, even the mighty Ninth Uncle Maoshan dare not do anything to me!"

In the grove, a blood mist danced in the air.

All the ghost servants who worked so hard to raise for many years were beheaded by Uncle Jiu, and the Feng Shui veteran who spat out a mouthful of blood, his face was very pale.

Holding the mourning stick in his hand tremblingly, his eyes were fixed on Yizhuang in front of him.

"Wait for me, I will be back!"

With a roar of unwillingness, he withdrew his mana, drove a few zombies around him, and escorted him away.

With the departure of the old Feng Shui, the dark clouds above Yizhuang quickly faded, and calm soon returned.

"Well, let's go!" Uncle Jiu held the mahogany sword instead, jumped onto the fence with a vigilant expression, and looked at the grove in front of him, thoughtfully.

"Or tune the tiger away from the mountain?"

It's actually quite normal for Uncle Jiu to have such a premonition.

The man attacked Yizhuang with great fanfare, but failed in one blow, and retreated thousands of miles.

But Taoist priests are not assassins.

Such a method is very similar to diverting the tiger away from the mountain.

"Damn it, this junior Lin Jiu didn't chase him out. Didn't I pay enough? Even the ghost servants who had been in love for a long time were buried!"

The Feng Shui veteran looked at the light in the distance, his face was so dark that he was about to change race.

Suddenly, his originally dark complexion showed a smile of enlightenment, and his black face and red teeth looked even weirder.

"Well, if you didn't chase it out, it means that there is only Lin Jiu junior inside."

"I need to refine some more cannon fodder and kill people everywhere. I don't believe that I can't attract you, a junior."

Inside Yizhuang.

Uncle Jiu closed his eyes and rested his mind in the house, meditating and adjusting his breath, with a serious expression, not daring to relax.

It wasn't until there was some noise outside the house that he slowly opened his eyes.

"Master, why don't you go to sleep?"

Wencai got up to pee at night, saw the door was open, the lights in the room were bright, and saw Uncle Jiu meditating in front of the altar, so he asked suspiciously.

"woke up?"

"Well, Master, what happened?"

"No, go to sleep!"

"Okay, master, meditate slowly!"

"Huh!" After a few minutes, Uncle Jiu took a deep breath.

Just now, although the four third-rank evil spirits were powerfully exterminated.

But it consumes a lot of mana.

However, Uncle Jiu knew that the other party was more exhausted than him.

If the ghost servant is killed, his strength will be greatly reduced, and he will not come back to make trouble in a short time.

After adjusting the breath for most of the night, the mana has not recovered to [-]%.

"Tonight, I probably won't come again!"

Looking at the bright moon hanging in the west, he walked into the room, covered himself with a quilt, and fell asleep slowly.

"It's very quiet, so it's time for me to come out and bask in the moon!"

Ren Mu lay dead in the coffin for a long time, and finally he was able to come out.

But this time he didn't come out from the bottom of the coffin, but directly pushed open the coffin lid, and then tiptoed out of the morgue.

At this time, even if the Feng Shui master stayed in Yizhuang for a while, would it be very shocking to see Ren Mu climbed onto the roof by himself?

"Ren Weiyong actually awakened his spiritual wisdom. God help me. I must get it back, no matter what the price is!"

Then he tried his best to snatch him back from Uncle Jiu.

It's a pity that this Feng Shui master is too forbearing, and he is not qualified to appreciate Ren Mu's wall-climbing posture.

Having broken through to the second grade of white stiffness, Ren Mu's ability to control his body has become even stronger.

With a somewhat entertaining attitude, he climbed up to the roof again and began to absorb the essence of the sun.

And it was still in the same position as last night, only a roof away from Uncle Jiu.

Qiu Sheng's workmanship was good, and it became even stronger after repairing.

It also made it more difficult for Ren Mu to continue scaring Uncle Jiu.

As time passed, a blush appeared on the horizon.

At this time, Ren Mu still had no intention of returning to the coffin to lie down.

He wanted to test whether he could absorb the sunrise sunlight for a few minutes after breaking through to the second-grade white stiffness.

Because the current Sun Essence is still a few minutes away from the next simulation.

"Hiss, it's so itchy!"

At this time, as the rising sun fell on Ren Mu's body, he didn't feel any pain, but an itching deep in his soul.

[Sun Essence +1]

"Hold on, it's still four o'clock!"

The sun rises in the east, and the sun is very mild, far less violent than at noon.

However, the damage to Ren Mu was still great. He resisted the damage to his soul and continued to expose himself to the sun for 10 minutes before turning his body over.

[Sun essence balance: 50. 】

When the system's cold notification sounded in his mind, Ren Mu couldn't bear it anymore, exhausted his last bit of strength, and rolled down directly.

"Oh!"

When it landed, there was a loud noise.

Uncle Jiu, who hadn't let down his guard in the first place, noticed it immediately.

In less than two seconds, he quickly rushed out with the mahogany in his hand.

Seeing Ren Mu lying straight on the ground, he showed a surprised expression.

A corpse suppressing talisman was pasted on his forehead, and then he quickly returned to the house, tore off the blanket on Wen Cai, and covered Ren Mu.

Then he ran back to the patriarch's altar, took a bowl of dew from the altar, and sprinkled it on Ren Mu's body.

"Wow, it's much more comfortable!"

When the dew from the altar fell on his body, Ren Mu couldn't help sighing in his heart.

The hot feeling that came from the depths of his soul just now has completely disappeared, and he feels a little grateful for Uncle Jiu's help.

"So what happened?"

When Uncle Nine saw Old Master Ren's appearance just now, he understood that it was the expression of his corpse's aura leaking out after being damaged by the sun.

If it is not rescued in time, it is very likely that it will become a mummy if it is exposed to the sun, so it is difficult to explain to Ren Fa.

"Being exposed to the sun doesn't do any harm. Could it be that the third grade is already jumping stiff?"

As for why Old Master Ren came out of the coffin and ran to the roof.

He really couldn't figure it out, and he couldn't figure out Ren Mu's specific strength.

Wen Cai's quilt was ripped off by Uncle Jiu, and he suddenly woke up from the cold.

Unable to see the scene in front of him, he said something silly.

"Master, is Mrs. Ren sleepwalking?"

(End of this chapter)