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Uncle Jiu picks out a grain of glutinous rice from the bowl. The glutinous rice passes through the burning flame. It burns and falls into the porcelain bowl filled with chicken blood. Pour the prepared black ink into the bowl.

In the mouth of the burning bowl, uncle Jiu stirred it quickly with his fingers, blending three different materials.

A piece of red blood in the bowl turned black in an instant.

Then, uncle Jiu put the eight trigrams order upside down at the mouth of the bowl, then turned it upside down and stood it up.

The black chicken blood flows out slowly from the bottom corner of the eight trigrams, and the way is on the ink line.

"Master, where is the bullet?" Qiu Sheng asked.

Hand the prepared ink bucket to Qiusheng: "it's on the coffin."

Qiusheng and Wencai began to cooperate to play ink on the surface of the coffin.

"The whole coffin has to be on the line!" In the face of two always careless apprentices, nine uncle reminded.

Qiusheng, Wencai should be a, continue to give the coffin play ink line.

Uncle Jiu took out incense and began to prepare.

"People divide good people and bad people, corpses divide zombies and corpses." Uncle Jiu picked up a handful of incense and lit it on the flame of the red candle.

"People are not only good and bad, but also men and women." Wencai interjected.

"Master, if you want to talk, you'd better get in the way." Uncle Jiu stares at Wen Cai.

"The corpse of Mr. Ren is the corpse that is about to become a zombie." Nine uncle tone heavy say.

"How can a corpse become a zombie?" Qiu Sheng asked.

"How can people become bad people?" Wencai once again asked a question without IQ.

"People become bad because they don't win." Jiushu said as he waded along: "the reason why the corpse became a zombie is that he took a breath more."

"What does it mean to breathe more?" Qiu Sheng doesn't understand.

"Before death, a person is angry, suffocated and suffocated. After death, he will have a breath and gather in his throat!" Nine uncle exclaimed to say.

"That is to die without losing breath." Finally, a correct speech was made.

"That's why I say that we should strive for success in life. When a person dies, the most important thing is to stop breathing. If we don't stop breathing, we will harm others and ourselves." Qiusheng moves and continues to play the ink line.

"Let you just play, don't be full of resentment, play well, tell me, don't miss it." With that, uncle Jiu went out.

They began to play the ink line seriously, and soon the surface of the whole coffin was played with black ink line.

"Look, it's not played yet." Qiusheng put away the ink line and said to Wencai.

"There's more“

"Ah?"

"Here it is." Then Wencai flicks the ink blood on his fingers to Qiusheng's face and runs to the yard immediately.

"Stinky boy, don't run." Qiusheng puts down the ink bucket and chases them out. They laugh and run out of the yard. In the black night sky, there is only the bottom of the coffin, which has been forgotten.

The bottom of the coffin is blank.

......

The moon is still in the night.

The coffin placed in the room of Yizhuang Road is quiet in the dark.

At this time, it was already midnight, and there was no sound in the neighborhood. Even the watchmen had not heard the sound for a long time.

On the street, a black figure was flying fast, walking through the streets and shuttling under the night.

In the blink of an eye, it was gone.

Outside the wall of Yizhuang, a black figure clings to the wall and hides in the night.

After dinner, when he was wandering in the street, he had already inquired about the location of Yizhuang.

In the face of Mr. Ren, who is about to die, Wu Qizhe didn't make any suggestions during the day. Just like he didn't know, any abnormality didn't appear on his face.

The reason for this performance is that he has a plan in his mind.

One of his tasks is to change the story of Mr. Ren becoming a zombie, and the most important task is to eliminate Mr. Ren.

However, Mr. Ren has not been completely dead now, which is the best time for him to complete the task ahead of time.

He's not a man who can watch zombies kill innocent people, although people in the small town won't have much contact with him.

Of course, what's more important is that although the time with Ren Tingting and master Ren is not long, they all have a certain emotional foundation, especially for Ren Tingting, who is kind-hearted and kind-hearted. He doesn't want to see Ren Tingting hurt for this.

So killing zombies in advance is the best choice.

By the way, he can finish his task ahead of time. It's absolutely a good thing to kill two birds with one stone. I don't know if things will go as smoothly as he expected.

Vigilantly looked around, clear moonlight, can not see a shadow.

Wu Qizhe came to the edge of the corner. He stood on tiptoe and jumped fiercely. His arms had been clasped noisily at the top of the wall eaves, which was less than three meters high. There was no difficulty for him.

Wu Qizhe gently pressed his arms, his whole body rocked up, bent his knees, squatted on the eaves of the wall, observing the quiet yard.

At the bottom of my eyes, there was nothing but a few lambs walking in the yard.

Wu Qizhe bends his body and moves quickly on the eaves of the wall.

Shua

With the sound of breaking the air, Wu Qizhe had turned over to the eaves and fell silent.

Step on the eaves and walk slowly forward.

The place where the coffins are parked in Yizhuang should be below here.

Wu Qizhe gently lifted a few tiles and looked down at the gap.

In the dark room, there are only two candlelight flickering, but below is not a coffin, but Qiusheng and Wencai, who are sleeping. Qiu Sheng didn't go back to his aunt's home tonight. He was afraid of any accident and could deal with it in time.

Two people sleep incomparably sweet, did not wake up the sign.

Wu Qizhe put the tile back to its original place, moved his feet gently, and moved seven or eight meters in the opposite direction.

Lift the tiles again.

The room was dark, but full of the smell of burning candles. Wu Qizhe looked down and saw a black coffin right below by the moonlight from the gap. The coffin was covered with black cross stripes. He knew that this should be the ink line on the coffin.

Wencai and Qiusheng sleep in the room next to the coffin, across a door, several meters away, as long as they don't make a big noise, they should not be found.

Wu Qizhe's vision locked in the skylight not far away, put the tile back in his hand.

The gap is too small, and there are beams around, so I can't get in. But the skylight is not far away. Although it's not big, it should be enough to accommodate a person's body.

Wu Qizhe opened the black skylight with a wave of ideas.

Squeak

Wu Qizhe grabs the edge of the old glass on the skylight and takes it down from the sky window little by little.

Wu Qizhe first put his legs on the sky window, slowly drew down, stepped on the beam, then jumped up and fell quietly on the concrete floor.

When Wu Qizhe landed, he attached his mind wave to his feet as a buffer and hardly made any sound.

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