Urban Almighty Lottery System

Uncle Jiu took a deep look at Wen Cai, and then continued:

"The reason why a person becomes a bad person is because he doesn't live up to his expectations. A corpse turns into a zombie because there is an extra breath in its chest."

"Take a breath, what does this mean?"

With an ink fountain in his hand, Qiu Sheng, who was immersed in his work, couldn't help but look up at Uncle Jiu, and interjected a question.

"A person who is angry, suffocated, and suffocated before death will have a breath condensed in his throat after death."

Uncle Jiu paused calmly, thinking about waiting for a few disciples to ask questions.

But never thought that Wen Cai, who had bowed his head to work and had been silent for a long time, suddenly interjected.

"Isn't that why you're still angry after you're dead?"

"That's why I said, to be a human being, you must hold your breath. When a person dies, the most important thing is to stop breathing. If you don't stop breathing, you will harm others and yourself."

Qiu Sheng on the side, while flicking the lines of the ink fountain in his hand, was also serious, taking over Wen Cai's talk.

Even if Uncle Jiu was depressed, he was pretending that he was not successful and was being punished instead!
Turning his head and looking aside, he saw the young apprentice Chen Feng who was still watching quietly, and then looked at the two unsatisfactory apprentices who were working on their own.

Uncle Jiu felt even more depressed. With his hands behind his back, he walked to Qiu Sheng's side and squatted down to stare at him.

After a while, Uncle Jiu continued to speak:
"Play as soon as you are told, don't be full of resentment, tell me when you finish playing, remember, don't miss out."

Seeing the master's serious face, Qiu Sheng put away his playful smile and responded seriously.

"Oh."

Of course, while responding, Qiu Sheng still didn't intend to stop the movements in his hands.

Seeing this situation, Uncle Jiu nodded in satisfaction, and walked slowly into the inner hall with his hands behind his back.

In the same place, there were only three senior brothers left, Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai concentrated on their work, and Chen Feng followed step by step.

For a moment, the entire morgue fell silent, save for the sound of the lines of the ink fountain colliding with the coffin.

Ten minutes later, with the last line falling, the quiet atmosphere among the three was finally broken.

Wencai stretched his body, stretched his waist, and said happily and relaxedly:
"Okay, it's over."

Qiu Sheng also slowly gathered up the ink fountain thread in his hand step by step.

At the same time that his hands kept moving, Qiu Sheng didn't forget to ask in passing:
"See if there are any bombs left?"

"There's more." Wen Caidang said in an interface.

Upon hearing this, Qiu Sheng couldn't sit still, so he quickly approached Wen Cai and asked:
"Where else?"

But he never thought that the moment he approached Wencai, Wencai immediately stretched out his hands hidden behind his back, and swung Qiusheng vigorously in front of him.

"Here, haha!"

Qiu Sheng hurriedly tried to block it, but there was still a lot of ink dripping on his face mercilessly.

When Qiu Sheng realized that he wanted to find Wen Cai for revenge.

Only then did I realize that Wen Cai had trotted out in just a short while.

Qiu Sheng, who was so anxious, immediately picked up the broom next to him, trotted towards Wen Cai and chased him out.

At the same time, Qiu Sheng did not forget to shout:

"Stinky boy, stop for me."

With many years of fighting experience with Qiu Sheng, Wen Cai would not be caught so easily by Qiu Sheng.

On the contrary, in the process of constantly dodging flexibly, Wen Cai still did not forget to make a provocative voice.

"Here, here, haha."

Looking at his two living treasure brothers, who were constantly fighting and fighting here, Chen Feng couldn't help showing a smile at the corner of his mouth.

However, when the two men were fighting and ran out of the morgue, Chen Feng became a little anxious.

He didn't forget that the bottom of Mrs. Ren's coffin had not been filled with ink with the ink fountain.

At the moment, without any hesitation, Chen Feng also trotted towards the direction where the two senior brothers were running, and chased after them.

However, when Chen Feng saw the two senior brothers again, they were already quietly standing by the door of the inner hall.

This gave Chen Feng a very bad premonition. This scene seemed, seemed, somewhat familiar.

Sure enough, the next second this idea popped up in Chen Feng's mind.

Chen Feng saw his senior brother Qiu Sheng, and after shaking his head and looking around, he knocked on senior brother Wencai with a broom.

However, Senior Brother Wencai just flinched slightly, and dodged the stick.

However, just after Wencai dodged, Uncle Jiu suddenly came out from behind the door.

This time, the broom hit Uncle Jiu's head, and it broke into two sections in an instant.

Under the pain, Uncle Jiu couldn't help bending over and bowing his head, tightly covering his head with his palms.

Even so, Uncle Jiu did not forget to stretch out his hand, pointed forward tremblingly and said:

"Okay, you dare to beat the master!"