Zombie: I just became a young marshal and got the illustrated book of three thousand Yin soldiers!

Even though the coffin has not yet been opened, the thick corpse gas is diffused from the coffin, and it is obviously a hot summer day, but everyone is cold.

After more than 20 years of burial, the coffin did not decay at all, but was smooth and shiny with blood, which was extremely abnormal.

After the stimulation of blood, the old man Ren in the coffin should have been transformed.

Yan Poyue stood at the edge of the tomb, feeling a cold breath that spread out from the deep pit of the tomb, breathtaking.

"You don't need to open the coffin, you just burn it. "

Yan Poyue made a quick decision.

The corpse in the original book did not touch blood, but on the night it was transported back to Yizhuang, the old lady Ren directly changed the corpse.

Now that this coffin has been raised with blood, I am afraid that the old lady Ren inside has been completely transformed.

In this case, the coffin lid is sucked by the corpse gas, and it is difficult to open.

Even if it is forcibly broken, the corpse gas inside is strong, and the old and weak women and children present will inevitably have a serious illness once they are invaded by the corpse qi.

Uncle Jiu's expression was solemn: "What the young marshal said is right, this corpse is indeed wrong." Before the coffin was opened, the cold air was so severe that I am afraid that it had been completely transformed! Fortunately, it was daytime, and we burned it immediately!".

Ren Fa hesitated a little, and subconsciously glanced at Yan Poyue.

Yan Poyue had a long body and a cold complexion.

"Burn... Burn!" Ren Fa fell to his knees on the ground: "Dad, I'm sorry for you!" But if you want to blame that feng shui gentleman, today's cremation is really a last resort. "

Ren Tingting's pretty face turned white, and she also knelt on the ground and cried: "Grandpa!".

Even the bastard Ah Wei fell to his knees and cried.

Not long after, Uncle Nine arranged for Qiusheng and Wencai to wrap the ink fountain around the coffin, and pasted a corpse shaking charm, and then put the coffin back into the deep pit.

The security team threw the firewood in and poured some alcohol on it.

"Boom !!

".

Uncle Nine threw down a fire charm, and the liquor burned in the fire, instantly igniting the wood. The flames were like beasts, enveloping the blood-red coffin.

"Bang !!

".

The fire ignited, and inside the coffin, which was engulfed in flames, there was a sudden loud noise.

Immediately after the coffin lid pops upwards, the wood laid on it pops open.

"Ah !!

".

Ren Fa, who was still crying just now, was suddenly startled, and looking at the coffin lid that was constantly shaking, he quickly ran to Yan Poyue's back.

Yan Poyue smiled: "Did you see it?" It's good to burn it now, otherwise you'll be the one who will die at night. "

Ren Fa broke out in a cold sweat: "God, what should I do now? Will the zombies run out of the coffin!".

Seeing that the coffin lid bounced up in an arc that was getting bigger and bigger, the people around him became nervous.

"I didn't expect there to be zombies!".

"Do you think it's because the old lady isn't dead yet?"

"You've got a bad brain, right? You've been buried for twenty years and haven't died, do you think he's going to give the land a lot of money?"

"What should I do? Zombies won't come out!".

The people of the security team held the guns in their hands, looked at the deep pit, swallowed their saliva, and did not dare to approach at all.

Yan Poyue was also a little surprised.

Before the coffin was burned, it was tied with an ink fountain and a corpse charm. The corpse talisman was poured into the aura by the ninth uncle, and it was not burned in case of fire.

But even in this case, the zombie still showed signs of running out.

It's so fierce before it sucks human blood, and if it is sucked out by this zombie, its strength must be very terrifying.

Yan Poyue took out two talismans from his arms, bit his fingers and quickly drew a few times on the talismans, and then poured the aura in.

"Boom!".

The yellow talisman was like a meteor, quickly burrowing into the sea of fire and firmly sticking to the coffin.

The coffin lid, which was constantly popping up just now, was suddenly firmly sealed.

"Roar !!".

Terrible screams kept coming from inside the coffin.

Listening to this scream, Ren Fa's body trembled continuously: "Young marshal, when will this zombie be burned to death?"

"What's the matter, don't say it now, don't let it burn?" Yan Poyue asked with a smile.

Ren Fa wiped the cold sweat from his forehead: "It's burned well, it's burned well, if the zombies run out, the whole town will suffer!"

The fire continued to burn for about an hour.

The screams inside the coffin finally disappeared.

"Congratulations to the host for burning the bloody corpse and gaining 1000 merit points!".

Huh?

Yan Poyue was a little pleased, it seemed that he had just used a talisman to suppress the zombie, and the system defaulted to the fact that he killed this zombie.

Just looking at the blood-red soil around him, the smile on Yan Poyue's face slowly cooled.

This blood still smells of blood, and it must not have been put in twenty years ago, but someone put it in recently.

And the only person who knew the truth about the layout of the Ren family's ancestral tomb in advance was the feng shui gentleman twenty years ago.

Could it be....

Mr. Feng Shui is not dead yet?

Yan Poyue looked into the distance, but soon his expression became solemn.

"Young marshal, the zombies have been burned to death, why are you still worried?".

The zombies had been burned to death, everyone was cleaning up the scene, and Uncle Nine looked at Yan Poyue with a wrong expression, and came over to ask.

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