Daqin: I, Fusu, can summon the undead

Chapter 138 I Want to Give You Some Roles

Qiu Sheng quickly explained with a confident look: "Master, I can't guess it, but the Grand Master must be foretelling something to you, but it hasn't happened yet! Yes, the world is so chaotic now, the Grand Master must be foretelling something to you, but it hasn't happened yet, and the Grand Master can't say too much, after all, the secrets of heaven cannot be leaked, so this is the only way to warn you, Master!"

Uncle Jiu frowned: "What big event could cause the portrait of the ancestor to spontaneously combust?"

At this moment, Wencai was smart for once, and he was sure: "Yes, this matter must be very serious, so the ancestor burned his portrait to tell the master how serious this matter is."

Qiu Sheng didn't dare to let Wencai talk any more, and quickly replied: "That's right, that's right, the Grandmaster asked Master to exorcise more demons and make sufficient preparations for the incident to occur."

"Really?" Uncle Jiu asked the two with an expectant look on his face.

In fact, he also knew that the two were comforting him, but~~~ at this moment he was willing to hold on to their comfort as a straw.

"Really!" Wencai and Qiu Sheng said very seriously.

"Okay then." Uncle Jiu nodded with a smile. "We'll go find zombies tomorrow!"

"Forehead!"

Qiu Sheng said with an embarrassed look on his face: "Master, there is no need to rush. My aunt asked me to help her look after the store tomorrow, so I am afraid I can't go!"
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At night at the Ren Family Tomb, a Taoist priest sneaked up to Old Master Ren’s tomb, picked up a yellow talisman, and began to perform a ritual while chanting something.

As a result of his actions, a large amount of negative energy began to come from all directions and gathered in Old Master Ren's tomb.

"The twenty-year deadline has expired. We only need to move the graves to complete half of the task."

After doing this, Lin Daoren muttered to himself with satisfaction.

"This zombie is pretty good. In just twenty years, it has become an iron zombie after breaking out of the cage. If it sucks the blood of its loved ones, it is very likely to become a bronze-armored zombie!"

Just then, a voice suddenly sounded behind him.

Hearing the sudden voice, Lin Daoren was startled and immediately rushed forward a few steps. Then he turned around and looked at the black-robed man who had been standing in front of Nintendo's grave.

Looking at Fusu, who was covered in a black robe, Lin Daoren asked, "Who are you?"

Looking at the vigilant Lin Dao Ren, Fusu chuckled and said, "It doesn't matter who I am. What matters is that I want to give you some roles!"

"Hmph!" Taoist Lin just snorted lightly and didn't say anything.

This person is too mysterious, and he just appeared behind me silently. He is definitely not an ordinary person.

Fusu continued, "You have been plotting against this zombie since he was alive, right?"

"So what?" Lin Daoren looked at Fusu dangerously: "Sometimes knowing too much is not a good thing!"

"Tsk tsk, hiding for twenty years just to raise a bronze-armored zombie, or just a possible bronze-armored zombie, is it worth it?" Fusu shook his head.

"Humph!" Lin Dao Ren snorted again. "What on earth do you want to say?"

Fusu smiled and said, "I just said that I want to give you some roles!"

Taoist Lin frowned and said, "What part? Please explain it more clearly, sir!"

As soon as Lin Daoren finished speaking, Fusu in front of him suddenly disappeared. The next second, a hand pressed on Lin Daoren's shoulder, and a faint voice sounded behind him: "A mere bronze-armored zombie is not worthy of your ambition!"

With his shoulders held down and the voice behind him, Lin Daoren's forehead was instantly covered with cold sweat. Forcing himself to calm down, Lin Daoren said in a deep voice: "Please speak frankly, Your Excellency!"

Fusu leaned close to Lin Daoren's ear and said word by word: "I can give you more and stronger zombies! I can even make you stronger!"

Hearing this, Lin Daoren pondered for three seconds and asked, "What do you want me to do?"

“Hahaha!” Upon hearing this, Fusu just laughed a few times and said, “I told you, I just want to give you some roles, because~ I’m quite bored recently! So, I want to see what the scene will be like when these zombies from the East go to the West!”

"But now your zombies are not only few, but also rubbish, and can't be put on the big stage. I will secretly help you upgrade your zombies to silver-armored zombies. You must not let me down!!!"

After saying this, Fusu disappeared into the night, just like when he came, without any trace to follow!

"Alas." Taoist Lin stood there in silence for a long time, but in the end he could only let out a long sigh of unwillingness.
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three days later.

Uncle Jiu came back from moving the grave for Master Ren's family with a worried look on his face.

Everyone thought it was just a simple grave-relocating ceremony, but unexpected things happened one after another. Not only did the rare Feng Shui treasure cave become a corpse-raising ground, but the zombie inside the coffin had already transformed after it was opened. Later, when Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai were asked to burn incense, they burned two short and one long incense sticks.

Originally, Uncle Jiu suggested that Mr. Ren burn the body, but Mr. Ren disagreed. The Ren family was the employer and had power, so Uncle Jiu had no choice but to take the body back to the charity cemetery to look after it.

Coupled with the previous explosion of the land temple and the burning of the ancestor's portrait, it seemed that everything was foreshadowing that a huge disaster was about to occur.

Feeling uneasy, Uncle Jiu slept directly in the room where the old man's coffin was placed tonight, and he even prepared all kinds of utensils himself.

"Master, someone is looking for you!"

Wencai suddenly walked in from outside the yard and said to Uncle Jiu.

"It's late at night, did something happen?" Hearing this, Uncle Jiu frowned and asked Wencai, "Did you ask him what happened?"

"I forgot to ask. The man was covered in a black robe and you couldn't see anything about him! I have asked him to wait for you in the guest hall!" Wencai shook his head and went out.

"His whole body is covered in a black robe!" Uncle Jiu frowned even more, and stood up and walked towards the living room.

When he arrived at the guest hall, Uncle Jiu saw Fusu, who was covered in a black robe, sitting on a rattan chair, revealing no skin or face. He asked politely, "What should I call you?"

"You can call me the Lich King!" Fusu said lightly.

Hearing this, Uncle Jiu couldn't help but frown and asked again: "Then I wonder what this gentleman wants to see me about?"

Fusu smiled and said, "Recently, I observed the stars at night and found that a bloody catastrophe is coming! It will affect a wide range of people, so I thought of a way to find some like-minded people to work together!"

Hearing this, Uncle Jiu suddenly became serious. "I wonder what this fellow Daoist is talking about, the bloody catastrophe?"

"War!" Fusu said in a serious tone.

Hearing this, Uncle Jiu frowned even more: "Daoyou, can you explain it more clearly?"

"Of course!" Fusu nodded and said seriously: "It is a war that will affect the whole world. Our Central Plains will not be spared. There will be chaos among all parties, and foreign enemies will invade. It will last for a long time and cause heavy casualties. I call it a world war. I have come up with a method, which is to divert the contradiction and strike first!"

(End of this chapter)