I have mixed experience with Uncle Jiu

Chapter 290 Ma Family Ancestral Hall
The Ma family ancestral hall is located in the outskirts of the wilderness, where there are few people. Weeds and grass are everywhere, and unknown poisonous insects and animals jump out from time to time.

Wang boldly swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and then looked at the rusty gate not far away and the plaque with the four characters "Ma Family Ancestral Hall" hanging on the top of the gate.

Thinking of what the Tsing-clothed Taoist said just now, he glanced at the large jar of shochu prepared in his hand, and slowly pushed open the lacquered door as if he had made up his mind.

I don’t know how many years there has been no human habitation in the ancestral hall, just now I pushed open the lacquered wooden door, I only heard the sound of “squeak”, echoing in the empty room of the ancestral hall, and immediately a putrid smell mixed with smoke came from the endless darkness Among them rushing toward the face.

Wang Bold stopped half of his steps with a little shyness, and then thought about the white snowflakes, and then he gritted his teeth and pushed the door open, half of his body submerged in the darkness.

The interior of the ancestral hall is lined with neat gray bricks, paved from the bottom of the feet to the end. The structure of the ancestral hall is an inverted "V"-shaped structure, and wooden beams that have passed through many years are laid on the beams.

In addition, there is a huge ash wooden coffin parked in the middle of the empty ancestral hall. The coffin cover is pressed tightly on top of the coffin. The corners of his mouth twitched twice.

He was a little afraid that the tight-fitting coffin lid would slowly open at night, and a withered, blue, hairy arm stretched out from it.
"Once you enter the Ma's ancestral hall, wait until it gets dark and the first watch, nothing will happen; but wait until the second watch, no matter what happens, don't make a sound; the third watch is quiet, and you sleep under the coffin at the fourth watch ; Wait until the fifth watch, when the sky is bright, your little life will be recovered."

The words that the Tsing Yi Taoist said just now echoed in Wang Daudao's mind, then he shrugged his shoulders and swallowed another mouthful of saliva, then took a big gulp of shochu into his mouth, and then leaned against a stick behind him Zhu Zi actually fell into a deep sleep.

When Lin Sheng appeared on the beam of the house, it was already a day later. He changed his face slightly, and at the same time peeped at the coffin below.

The coffin was still perfectly placed in the center of the ancestral hall, and there was no movement at all. The twilight outside had gradually enveloped the earth.

But at this moment, a "creaking" sound suddenly came from below, which was particularly ear-piercing in this quiet and empty ancestral hall.

Wang Bold, who was leaning on the pillar and sleeping soundly, also trembled in his heart, and immediately sat down on the ground, looking around like a frightened bird.

Lin Sheng smiled silently on the beam, and then focused all his attention on the zombie in the coffin.

I saw that when the coffin lid was slowly moved away, a monstrous corpse-like aura emanated from it, and immediately a blue shadow stood up stiffly from the coffin, and jumped out of the wooden coffin.

The coffin lid originally made of huge wood fell aside, making a loud "bang", and the zombie, wearing a blue official robe and boots, jumped out of the wooden coffin.

Over there Wang Bold was already pale with fright, remembering what the Taoist priest in Tsing Yi said before in a hurry, he hurriedly covered his nose and mouth, and squatted in the corner without saying a word.

Lin Sheng was sitting on the beam, but he was looking into the zombie below. He saw that the zombie's evil spirit was even stronger than that of the armored corpse. It seemed that the wooden coffin was a few years old. things.

These zombies have at least a hundred years of achievements, and their skills are also impressive.

Lin Sheng jumped down from the beam of the house, and he had already prepared a "Corpse Suppressing Talisman" drawn in cinnabar in his hand, and immediately moved his feet to step out of the seven-star gang step.

Just while breathing, a yellow talisman was posted on the zombie's face.

At the same time, in the courtyard of Master Tan's home, in front of a yellow Taoist altar, stood a bald, white fat man in an apricot-yellow Taoist robe, holding a maroon peach-wood sword and muttering words.

Seeing that his face was terrified, he murmured: "There are people of the same way!"

Immediately there was another chuckle: "It's just a talisman to protect the corpse, and you can use it to show off your small skills?" I saw a few reprimands from his mouth, and then the mahogany sword was dipped in the cinnabar on the table. A little prick.

With a sound of "Bang!", the yellow talisman that was originally posted on the zombie's facade turned into a mass of ashes instantly as if it had encountered a flame.

The zombie immediately came back to its senses, and rushed towards Wang Bold, who was curled up beside him.

Wang boldly saw that there was a man in green clothes in the Ma family ancestral hall at some point, but he saw that this man's footwork was mysterious and clever, and he suppressed the terrifying zombie with only a few strokes.

I couldn't help feeling a little admiration in my heart, but I didn't want to see the yellow talisman on the zombie's face instantly turned into a cloud of ashes before he could thank him, and heard a beast-like roar.

Seeing the zombie rushing towards him with its teeth and claws open, Wang boldly looked shocked, and took two steps back, but at this moment, he saw several arm-thick thunderbolts falling instantly in the air, sending the zombie straight towards him. The rushing zombie was actually knocked out.

Turning his head to look, he saw that it was still the man in Tsing Yi, and he was holding a formula in his hand, and he scolded softly, as thunderbolts roared towards the zombie like an endless stream.

At the same time, among the endless lightning, there were only seven small black swords, which instantly tore apart the thunder and slashed towards the zombie.

He was dazzled when he looked straight ahead, but he didn't know how there was such a supernatural person in the world.

But at this moment, a horrified expression flashed across the face of the bald old man in the Tan family compound, and then suddenly, as if he had been hit hard, his figure flew several feet away like a broken sack, and hit the wall , Coughed out a mouthful of blood in disgrace.

"It's actually a person with such supernatural powers."

"Master." But at this time, the two boys he accepted ran over with panicked faces and helped him up.

Lin Sheng didn't know anything about Qian Renren's affairs. At this time, he knocked the zombie into the air with lightning, and at the same time, the seven black gold swords with dragon patterns went away.

I saw under the night, like seven streams of light, cutting towards the zombie's body up and down, making a "cracking" sound.

Dragon pattern black gold is indeed an ancient fairy material, its texture is unmatched, even in the face of zombies, which are difficult to cut with ordinary magic tools, it can still be cut into dozens of pieces.

Immediately, Lin Sheng took out a fire talisman from his pocket, pinched out a fire formula in his hand, and a blaze of flames quickly climbed onto the chopped-up body of the zombie.

The firelight illuminated half of the Ma family ancestral hall under the night, and at the same time slowly cast Lin Sheng's shadow on the wall behind it, faintly like a towering demon.

(End of this chapter)