Zombie: at the Beginning, Uncle Jiu Told Me About the Match

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"Is it Master Ren's house?" Wen Cai asked casually.

Jiu Shu glared at Wen Cai and said angrily, "Is it still here?"

Wen Cai suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, "It's none of my business, I don't worry about it!"

"Ok!"

Qin Hao glared at Wen Cai fiercely.

Only then did Wen Cai remember the relationship between his little uncle and Miss Ren, and immediately slapped himself.

"Little Martial Uncle, I said something wrong, palm mouth, palm mouth!"

Qiu Sheng looked at Wen Cai and laughed: "Little Shishu, what should we do now?"

As Qiusheng spoke, he came to the coffin.

turn on.

next second.

Qiu Sheng exclaimed, "Wow, Master, little uncle, he's fat!"

Uncle Jiu hurried over.

I saw the old man Ren in the coffin became swollen, his whole body was black, and his fingernails were long.

"It turned out to be a black zombie?" Jiu Shu said in surprise.

Qin Hao also had a big head when he heard this.

although.

It was black and stiff, and he could easily destroy it.

But it's more troublesome to rebury him and keep him from harming others.

"Wencai, Qiusheng, you two quickly cover the coffin, prepare paper, pen, ink, sword and sword, and then grab a rooster!"

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PS: Big guys, flowers support! .

Chapter 10

Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng were dumbfounded when they heard Jiu Shu's words.

The two stared at each other with wide eyes.

When the ninth uncle saw the appearance of the two, one rewarded them with a chestnut.

Angrily said: "It's yellow paper, red pen, black ink, kitchen knife, wooden sword, I really don't know how to accept your two apprentices, what can't you do!"

After the two have prepared the materials.

The ninth uncle set up the altar.

Begin to sacrifice ink bucket line.

The blood of the rooster is to the sun, and the ink bucket is to the rigidity.

Therefore, the ink bucket line made from the rooster blood sacrifice is the most virtuous thing.

Has a suppressing effect on zombies.

Therefore, the folks have said that ink bucket bombs zombies since ancient times!

After the sacrifice is completed.

Jiu Shu gave the ink bucket line to Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai.

"You two put the entire coffin on the ink fountain line, and there is no place to miss it."

Seeing the two untalented disciples, Jiu Shu was inexplicably angry, so he said to Qin Hao.

"Senior brother, let's go out for a breath!"

"Ok!"

When Qin Hao was about to leave, he suddenly remembered something, so he turned to remind Qiusheng and Wencai.

"Remember, both of you, put the bottom of the coffin up, and I'll come back to check!"

"Follow your orders, little uncle!"

"Received, little uncle!"

In the original book, it was because the two of them were careless and forgot to play the bottom of the coffin, which caused the old man to break out of the coffin and kill the Quartet.

Now that I have myself, I definitely cannot allow such a thing to happen.

For the instructions of the little uncle.

The two are very attentive.

Finish the coffin.

After double-checking it again, it was confirmed that it was correct.

The two clapped their hands.

Done work!

……

Simultaneously.

Qin Hao practiced in the courtyard.

A millstone weighing several hundred kilograms was thrown high by Qin Hao, and then caught, just like playing.

Seeing this, Uncle Jiu couldn't help swallowing.

"Senior brother, you are a bit too perverted!"

When Mao Shan arrived in Qin Hao's generation, there were a total of nine true disciples.

The head teachers teach according to their aptitude, so what the nine people learn is different.

And Qin Hao's "Shangqing Dadong Zhenjing" is the first strange book in Maoshan.

It is an extremely rare method of double rest.

Qin Hao now has at least a thousand jins of strength.

A mere hundred kilograms of grinding discs, of course, are like playing.

Just now.

Suddenly, Qiu Sheng shouted from the door.

"Master, little uncle, help! There are zombies!"

Qin Hao shouted loudly when he heard the words.

"Get down!"

Subsequently.

A grinding disc was smashed straight out of the door.

"I'll give it a go, my customer!"

"Which bastard..."

The four-eyed Taoist priest saw a huge boulder fall from the sky, smashed his guest to a pulp, and immediately scolded.

But just after scolding halfway, he saw Qin Hao come out with a bad smile.

So, the four-eyed Taoist priest quickly covered his mouth.

Qin Hao lifted the grinding disc and threw it back to the courtyard, smiling at Si Mu.

"Junior brother, what are you going to say just now, because brother's ears are a little hard, and you can't hear clearly!"

"I just said that my brother is wise and talented, and he is a genius in the sky. The action of throwing the flying cake just now is really handsome. Looking at the junior brother, my admiration for the senior brother is like a surging river, continuous, and the Yellow River is overflowing. …”

The four-eyed Taoist majored in Maoshan Divine Fighting, and he was partial to physical skills, so when he was on the mountain, he was often pulled by Qin Hao to learn from each other.

This caused the four-eyed Taoist priest to have a psychological shadow.

So seeing that Qin Hao has no idea other than licking!

Qin Hao looked at the unbelievable walking corpse on the ground and shook his head.

Then, he took out a piece of ocean from his body.

"Here, this is your compensation!"

Where can the four-eyed Taoist dare to accept it?

"Brother, what do you mean, my client is fortunate enough to see your flying cake technique, that's his honor..."

Keep licking!

"I told you to take it, just take it. What are you talking about? Are you asking for a beating?"

Hearing the words, the four-eyed Taoist couldn't help shivering, and then he took Qin Hao's ocean tremblingly.

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Several people sat in the living room.