Zombie: At the beginning, I was appointed by Uncle Jiu to open the museum

Hearing this, the young man looked at Uncle Jiu suspiciously.

"Uncle Jiu, how do you know?"

The matter of the soul-piercing grandma happened more than 100 years ago, and even the people in their village may not know it clearly.

Even when he was a child, he heard his grandpa say a little bit of minutiae.

Their place is more than 100 kilometers away from here. Uncle Jiu has been living in Yizhuang, and he has even heard of the story of the soul-piercing grandma.

The young man stabilized his mind, drank a few sips of tea, and finally returned to normal.

He also inquired all the way, only to find out that Lin Jiuying from Yizhuang is a famous master of ghost hunting and exorcism.

Now hearing Uncle Jiu talk about the soul-piercing grandma, the young man wonders if Uncle Jiu is an incomprehensible liar, right?
"Back then, our disciples of the Maoshan Sect went out to perform missions and passed by the local area. They happened to encounter the soul-piercing grandma doing evil nearby, but the opponent was too powerful. We sacrificed two of our disciples to suppress it! Use the soul-locking formation There is no way to trap it in the ground veins, and nothing has happened for many years, but now it seems that things are not that simple..."

After Uncle Jiu finished speaking, Han Feng raised his eyes and saw the young man looking at Uncle Jiu suspiciously with raised eyebrows.

"Cough cough..."

Han Feng covered his mouth and whispered something in Uncle Jiu's ear, "Master, people said that grandma who pierced the soul happened more than 100 years ago!"

Uncle Jiu chuckled, "Oh? That's Grandma Chuanhun's grandson, Chuanhun's grandson, who is old and has a bad memory, hehe..."

Transcendent grandson?

The three brothers blushed for a while.

Master, you really have a good face!

Can you even edit this?
However, since Uncle Jiu can say the name Chuanhun Grandma, it shows that Uncle Jiu knows more or less what happened back then.

Even though the young man was dissatisfied with Uncle Jiu, the situation was urgent, and if he went to find someone later, it would be even more time-consuming.

"Uncle Lao Jiu will come back with me!"

"My ancestors are still surrounded by a bunch of snakes and exposed to the sun!"

Of course, Uncle Nine would not sit idly by in such a matter.

Immediately got up and told Han Feng and Qiusheng, "Apprentices, go pack your things, we are going out of the courtyard!"

In the past few days, the three brothers and sisters happened to be holding back at home for several days.

It's not bad to go out to earn money with Master, and relax by the way.

Of course, Han Feng's main purpose is to get the ancestor of the young man in front of him.

I heard from him just now that the corpse of his ancestor was intact, and he could imagine it with his toes. This is another sinister zombie.

The more times the system absorbs evil spirit energy, the more it will need later.

For example, before it only needed 100 to fill up, but now slowly with the increase of appetite, it needs 120 or even 150 to fill up.

Therefore, it is necessary to collect more evil spirits.

It was a long way to go to Huangsha Kiln. Qiu Sheng took his younger generation to the town and hired a carriage. Wen Cai bought a bag of snacks.

Although the road is long, but fortunately the road is still easy to walk.

All the way is flat, there are no potholes.

There was a break on the way, and in less than four hours, the carriage stopped at the boundary of Huangsha Kiln.

Han Feng raised the curtain of the carriage and was directly shocked by the scene in front of him.

Good guy!
The rice fields stretch as far as the eye can see!
It really is a good place with fertile land!
Pieces of crop fields, crops as tall as a person, this scene is not found in the villages near Yizhuang.

No wonder those people insisted on settling down here.

However, the land is indeed fertile, but there is a mass of black evil energy directly above the Huangjiayao.

A group of people got out of the carriage, and Uncle Jiu, who was highly skilled, instantly felt the soaring evil spirit.

Uncle Jiu frowned, looked around, and asked in doubt, "Master, what is the village in front of you?"

"Oh! That's our village—Huangjiayao!"

Huangjiayao? !

Uncle Jiu frowned even more when he heard this, "That is to say, your village was built directly on top of the Huangsha Kiln???"

"That's right!"

"&*%￥#@"

Uncle Jiu blushed for a while, and didn't know what to say anymore.

Good guy, put your home directly on the Huangsha Kiln?
Isn't this equivalent to directly pressing the home on the magic kiln?

What did your ancestors think?

Anyway, it's okay to stagger a few hundred meters!
I saw that the Huangjia Kiln in front fell completely on top of the Huangsha Kiln.

"No wonder the hostility is so strong!"

The breath of life here has completely covered up the desolation of the Huangsha Kiln.

Of course, it's just a cover-up on the surface. It seems that this place has changed from a wasteland to a village full of people.

In fact, the demonic energy below was soaring to the sky, and the entire village was filled with black hostility.

Uncle Jiu turned around and glared at Wen Cai, "Don't eat it!"

"Young man, quickly take us to the grave of your ancestor!"

Seeing that Uncle Jiu frowned so deeply, the young man didn't know whether the other party was playing tricks or it was really that bad.

"Come with me."

As he walked, he glanced at the literary talent whose mouth was full of food scraps. The young man thought to himself: Am I hiring the wrong person? Can such a person do it?

Taking another look at Han Feng, who had candied haws and rock candy scum hanging from the corner of his mouth, and Qiu Sheng, who was all dirty, his heart became more and more uncertain.

After a while, several people came to a farm yard.

"Young man, you are too polite, we are not in a hurry to have tea, let's go and see the coffin first."

Uncle Jiu said with a smile.

Unexpectedly, the young man pointed directly at the back of the house, "Uncle Jiu, the coffin is in the backyard."

backyard?

Uncle Jiu was stunned for a moment, then walked over quickly.

Sure enough, there was a big hole in the ground in the backyard.

A coffin with a hole in the pit was exposed to the sun.

As he got closer, he could smell a corpse.

Taoist priests were invited to the village, and an endless stream of villagers rushed over to join in the fun.

After a while, there were many people around.

Uncle Jiu and his disciples stood on the edge of the pit and watched the coffin below.

"Master, what's the custom in this village to put the grave in the backyard?"

Han Feng was puzzled.

Uncle Jiu frowned, "Stop talking about this, you guys get the coffin up!"

Qiu Sheng and Han Feng immediately took a step back.

Wen Cai looked at the coffin under his feet stupidly, "Master, there are snakes on the coffin, how do you do it?!"

In the next second, Qiu Sheng pushed his arm, plop!
Wen Cai fell in directly.

Looking at the snake entangled on the coffin, Wen Cai's scalp became numb, and he screamed: "Oh my god! Snake! Snake, master!"

Qiu Sheng and Han Feng looked at each other, smiled and took out a thick hemp rope from the equipment they were carrying beside them.

Then, throw one end of the hemp rope directly into the pit.

Han Feng walked down the hemp rope, and smiled at Wen Cai below, "Brother, those snakes were all attracted by the corpses in the coffin, they are not poisonous and will not bite."

"Quick, you fix the ropes on the four corners of the coffin, then lie on top of the coffin, and we will pull you up."

Wencai in the pit began to tie up the snake angrily while pulling at the snake on his body.

Uncle Jiu took a glance in the courtyard and found a huge stone axis, so Qiu Sheng put a rope on the stone axis, and everyone worked together to pull the coffin below up.

"lighter."

The coffin fell to the ground lightly, just as Wen was about to get up, suddenly the clothes on his abdomen seemed to be caught by something.

After struggling a few times, I couldn't get up.

Qiu Sheng stood aside and sneered, "Haha, Wen Cai is a coward, maybe he was frightened by those snakes, his legs are so weak that he can't even stand up."

"Stop making trouble, get him up quickly." Uncle Jiu muttered, then rummaged around for props to make.

Qiu Sheng was still grimacing at the text.

Han Feng suddenly caught a glimpse of Wen Cai's hands under his stomach.

I saw that pair of skinny hands tightly grasping Wencai's clothes through the hole at the bottom.

"Master! It's broken, corpse change!"

Han Feng hurriedly told Uncle Jiu.

Seeing this, Uncle Jiu immediately began to disperse the surrounding crowd.

"The dead body! The dead body! Everyone, run away!"

Then, Uncle Jiu stared at him, full of energy, took three steps in parallel, stepped forward and slapped the coffin with his palm.

Immediately, the nails in the coffin were knocked out by Uncle Jiu's palm!

Only Wen Cai swayed a few times on the coffin lid before rolling down.

There was dust around the coffin.

The people around were shocked by this scene.

The little boy covered his mouth in shock.

At first he doubted the abilities of Uncle Jiu and the others, but now it seems that he was overthinking.

When they came back to their senses, everyone looked at Uncle Jiu with admiration.

However, soon their eyes were on the coffin on the ground.

At this time, the people in the yard had already retreated three meters away and hid behind various bunkers.

He stared at the coffin in horror.