Daughter-in-law

Chapter 979
The next moment, a scarlet color flashed in the eyes of the old man, and then he opened his hand and rushed towards Duanmuqing.

The old Taoist who rushed over opened his mouth wide, and bit down on Duanmuqing's neck with two long fangs.

"Your uncle's!"

Duanmuqing was taken aback by the old man's appearance, seeing him rushing over, he shrank his neck involuntarily, and then dodged away.

It's just that the old Taoist seems to have lost his sanity, and with a strange cry, he rushed towards Duanmuqing again.

"Big Ear, what the hell is going on, hold him down quickly."

Duanmuqing yelled at me while running away in embarrassment.

Duanmuqing has the power of Xingtian, if he really did something, he wouldn't be in such a mess, but he didn't want to hurt the old man, so he could only dodge in a panic.

I sighed, knowing that what I was worried about had happened.

Although the old guy turned into a zombie, his life was saved, but his sanity was still affected.

Because of the natural bloodthirsty of zombies, the desire for blood in the human body completely overwhelmed the rationality, and this is the case of the old man now.

I stood up and grabbed Lao Dao behind my back.

The old Taoist turned his head suddenly, staring at me with scarlet eyes, sipping twice, then stretched out his hand, and rushed towards me.

I frowned, and the aura suddenly came out of my body, which belonged to the aura of winning the hook.

The powerful zombie king's aura made the old man stunned, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

After all, Yinggou is the ancestor of zombies, and ordinary zombies can be killed in seconds just by using their momentum.

At this time, the old Taoist has turned into a zombie, so of course he will be afraid of this breath.

Looking at the old way, I was relieved.

But before I had time to do anything, a stern look flashed across the old man's face.

The next moment, he raised his hand, and there was a faint silhouette of Mount Tai in his hand.

Then the old man waved his hand, and the phantom of Mount Tai slammed down on my head.

Feeling the terrifying aura above my head, I gasped involuntarily, knowing that I was wrong.

It is true that the old man has become a zombie, but this guy is not an ordinary zombie at all, he also has an identity, Lord Taishan!

Lord Taishan plus the physique of a zombie, this fucking is a bit against the sky.

Just at this moment, I am afraid that even a Yin God can directly kill him.

But fortunately, I'm fine, because the soul of Mount Tai was given to me by the old Taoist.

This thing has stayed in my consciousness for so long, how could it hurt me?

I waved my hand, and the soul of Mount Tai disappeared into the air immediately.

Seeing this situation, a trace of confusion flashed in the old man's eyes.

I knew the opportunity was coming, so I quickly stepped forward, raised my arm, and slapped the old man hard on the face.

"Snapped!"

This time I used all my strength, because I know that the old Taoist has become a zombie, even if he hits harder, it will be fine.

With a slap, the old man flew up, twirling in the air before landing on the ground.

This scene made Duanmu Qing's gums sour while watching, and he couldn't help gasping.

The old man lay on the ground directly, and his body twitched twice.

"Big ears, you are so fucking cruel, can the old man stand it?" Duanmuqing looked at the old man worriedly and asked me.

"It's okay, I can't die." I said lightly.

For that slap just now, I used the evil energy in my body, this slap should be able to restore the old man's consciousness.

The old man on the ground twitched twice and then got up. He sat on the ground, covered his face with one hand, and looked at me and Duanmuqing blankly.

"Boss, what's wrong with me, why does my face hurt so much?" The old man asked us while rubbing his cheeks.

I smiled at him, turned and walked out of the room.

"Your current situation is a bit special, let Duanmu tell you what's going on." After I finished speaking, I walked down the second floor.

Back downstairs, I sat at the door again, leisurely and leisurely.

Suddenly turned into a zombie, I guess it would be difficult for the veteran guy to accept it for a while, I guess he should be quiet for a while.

Unexpectedly, after just over an hour, Lao Dao and Duan Muqing walked down from the top.

Duanmuqing nodded to me, indicating that the old man was fine, then left the shop directly and went back to his ramen restaurant.

The old man sat down beside me, took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a deep puff.

"How do you feel?" I looked at the old man and asked him.

Of course, it wasn't about how he felt smoking, but about how he felt as a zombie after being reborn.

The old man smiled wryly, nodded and said, "It feels okay."

"I thought it would take some time for you to accept it, but I didn't expect it to be so soon." I said to the old man with some emotion.

The old man shrugged his shoulders, and then said: "To be honest, boss, I am really not used to becoming a zombie now, but things are already like this, there is no way to change it, I have to accept it even if I am not used to it, I am an old man It makes sense, if you don’t get used to it at first, it will get better with time.”

I nodded, not knowing what to say, I stretched out my hand and gently patted the old man on the shoulder.

The old man turned his head to look at me, with a wry smile on his face, and then said: "I have a very important question to ask your boss, that is, how to overcome the desire for human blood after becoming a zombie. I was upstairs just now. I almost couldn't help but throw that bitch down and drink his blood."

I looked at the old man and frowned. This is really a problem.

Although the current old man has regained his consciousness, he is not the kind of zombie who is completely dominated by instinct.

However, the desire for blood is the instinct of every zombie, and it is difficult for even a seasoned person to resist that temptation.

I shrugged my shoulders helplessly, and then said: "I can't do anything about it, only you can overcome it."

I'm not lying, ever since the awakening of Yinggou in my body, I also have an inexplicable desire for blood in my heart.

But now I'm used to it, because I have the ability to suppress that instinctive reaction, including the little guy and Xiaobai.

Lao Dao has just become a member of us, these things still need to be overcome by himself, no one can help him.

The old man smiled wryly and nodded, accepting his fate.

The two of us sat at the door like this, chatting casually.

At this moment, an old man appeared at the door, about 70 or [-] years old, and looked about the same age as the old man.

The old man stood at the door with a sad face, hesitating, as if he wanted to come in, but he didn't dare to.

Just looking at the old man, I knew something must have happened to him.

Linfeng Street is quite special in Jishui, because this street is full of Fengshui masters who show Fengshui and handle some special things.

Therefore, people who come here usually have some troubles, and this old man is obviously in the same situation.

During this period of time, many things happened, which made me a little unfamiliar with my original identity as a Feng Shui master.

The most important thing is that I still have a lot of troubles now, and I really don't want to do this kind of thing to others.

But now seeing the old man appearing at the door, my heart moved and I made a decision.

"Old man, what are you looking at? Is there something wrong at home?"

I sat up and asked the old man who was hesitating at the door.

Hearing what I said, the old man nodded, and then said: "Something happened at home, and I came here to find a better Feng Shui master."

"Oh, then come in and sit down and tell me what's going on." I smiled at the old man.

The old man looked at me, hesitated, nodded, then walked in, and said to me as he walked, "Little brother, isn't your master here?"

I froze for a moment, but immediately understood what he meant.

After all, I looked too young, so the old man thought I was an apprentice of this shop.

This kind of old man is quite stubborn. If I tell him that I am the boss, he will probably turn around and leave. After all, in their eyes, such a young Feng Shui master must have no skills. It's just a scam.

"Master is here." I smiled and nodded to him, then kicked the old man twice.

The old man who was in a daze came back to his senses, stood up quickly, and faced the old man.

"Brother, I can see from your face that the dark clouds have changed. It must be bad luck. Something happened at home. It's the right time to come to me. No matter what you encounter, I can help you solve it!"

The old man is really old man, just a few words made the old man startled for a while, calling the old man an old god again and again, which is really accurate.

The old man smiled and let the old man sit down, and then put on a high-level demeanor, and said to the old man: "Old brother, what happened, you might as well talk about it."

The old man was completely intimidated by the old man now, he nodded repeatedly after hearing what the old man said, and then told what happened.

It turned out that the old man lived in a small town below Jishui. Recently, his son had a problem.

Recently, his son has been having nightmares, his mental state is very poor, and he can't eat. He went to the hospital for examination several times, but nothing was found. He was so thin that he was almost out of shape.

The old man was in a hurry, but there was nothing he could do. He heard that his son was probably bewitched by an evil spirit, and he needed to find an expert to do it.

So the old man had no choice but to come to Linfeng Street, hoping to find an expert to help him.

Hearing the old man finished speaking, the old man glanced at me, asking me if I could take over the job.

I nodded, if it was normal, I would not care about this kind of thing, but now I am idle anyway, and the old man is a little depressed, it is better to take him out for a stroll.

As to what was wrong with the old man's son, I wasn't worried.

Being bewitched by an evil spirit or touching something unclean doesn't cause me the slightest pressure at all.

"Okay, let's do this job."

Seeing me nodding, the old man said directly to the old man.

(End of this chapter)