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

This ghost smile makes the scalp tingle.

The mice on the ground started to run wildly in panic, and a bat flew over their heads from nowhere, and a piece of bat feces landed on top of Uncle Jiu's head, then slid down the top of Uncle Jiu's head, passed his cheek and fell to the ground.

Uncle Jiu took a step back and stepped on the tail of a mouse. The mouse squeaked in pain and swung wildly. Just as Uncle Jiu was about to squat down to catch the mouse, he found that his body was stiff and unable to squat. go down.

The bat may have seen Uncle Jiu's corpse aura, and enthusiastically threw a noble bat feces to Uncle Jiu.

Uncle Jiu happened to raise his head and sighed, and the bat feces miraculously fell into Uncle Jiu's mouth.

"Ah bah!" Uncle Jiu spat out, propped his hands on the opposite wall and let out a frenzy.

Han Feng stared blankly, with a creepy ghostly smile on the one hand and a funny Uncle Jiu on the other. For a moment, he didn't know what expression to put on to be suitable for the occasion.

He could only hold back his laughter while guarding against the danger that might arise at any time.

Suddenly, there was a dull explosion. Han Feng leaned his back against the wall and found that his whole body was shaking. When he looked down, the ground under his feet was shaking.

Isn't this place about to collapse?

In desperation, Han Feng stepped forward and hugged Uncle Jiu, and the two of them fell to the ground and rolled down the slope, looking like two round balls at first glance.

For a few seconds, it seemed like several hours had passed.

Uncle Jiu jumped out of the ruins first, and stretched out his hand to push away the gravel on Han Feng's body, "Afeng, Afeng?"

Just as Han Feng was about to turn over, when he heard Uncle Jiu's call, he suddenly wanted to tease him, so he deliberately lay motionless on the ground.

Unexpectedly, a dramatic scene appeared like this.

Just as Uncle Jiu was about to step forward and drag Han Feng, suddenly the ghostly man spoke.

"My dear baby, come back to me quickly! No matter who you were in your previous life, I am your honorable master at this moment."

Uncle Jiu's consciousness gradually became blurred with the bewitching calls. He glanced at Han Feng who was unresponsive on the ground in astonishment, and jumped away. After a few steps, the sound disappeared, apparently stopped.

Before Uncle Jiu jumped away, Han Feng squinted his eyes and quietly saw Uncle Jiu's Adam's apple, and swallowed nervously.

He knew Uncle Jiu very well, this reaction confirmed Uncle Jiu's nervousness.

Normally, with Han Feng around, Uncle Jiu would not be afraid, but now that Han Feng passed out, Uncle Jiu lost his backbone, so why not panic.

"Excuse me, are you the soul-piercing master?"

Uncle Jiu's voice was steady with a slight tremor. Although Han Feng turned his back, it was not difficult to imagine Uncle Jiu's cowardly look at the moment.

Anyway, no one was watching, and Uncle Jiu was not afraid of losing face.

He simply threw away all the face and knelt down to the other party with a plop.

Han Feng was lying on the ground, and his heart was also excited. He was looking forward to the appearance of Grandpa Chuanhun.

At the same time, he was extremely curious about Uncle Jiu's performance at the moment.

He couldn't help turning his head a little bit, the scene in front of him almost made him burst out laughing!

I saw Uncle Jiu's embarrassed body, facing a deep pit in front of him, kneeling on the ground.

He raised his hands high above his head and shouted, "Ah! My master, I am your dear baby, please show yourself quickly!"

Han Feng felt his chest rise and fall violently, and he had an illusion that something would go wrong if he continued like this.

This feeling of wanting to laugh but not being able to laugh is simply too uncomfortable.

It's a pity that this age is too backward, there are no things like cameras and mobile phones, otherwise we must record this wonderful moment.

It's better to turn around and let Uncle Jiu appreciate his frustration.

Just imagine, a face-saving person like Uncle Nine would probably die immediately.

In other words, if Han Feng wakes up immediately, Uncle Jiu will definitely die immediately, because it is too embarrassing.

In order to attract the soul-piercing grandpa, Uncle Jiu worked hard to perform.

Even... He didn't hesitate to sell Han Feng first.

"My lord, I have captured one person, and I hope to get your reward!"

With that said, Uncle Jiu stepped forward and dragged Han Feng.

Until he dragged Han Feng to the edge of the deep pit, pointed at Han Feng and shouted to the darkness below, "Master, don't kill him yet, we will leave him to find another person!"

Han Feng lay quietly, and said in his heart: Good guy, even my uncle has betrayed me.

This time, the other party did not respond for a long time.

Han Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, only to see that half of Uncle Jiu's ghost body had completely disappeared, and he didn't look like a zombie at all.

have to!This is revealing...

Han Feng struggled to get up, but was pushed down by Uncle Jiu.

Struggling to get up again, Uncle Jiu pushed him down again, and turned his head to give Han Feng a wink, whispering, "Don't move, the old man will be hooked immediately!"

Han Feng couldn't help but rolled his eyes, pushed Uncle Jiu away, turned over and stood up.

"The old man won't come out, your half is gone, really! You can't even coax ghosts!"

Only then did Uncle Jiu notice the changes in his body, rubbing the back of his head and smiling awkwardly.

Now that Master Chuanhun has seen through it, both master and apprentice have nothing to pretend.

"Master, what is it down here?" Han Feng rubbed his chin, looking at the dark area below.

After staying underground for too long, Uncle Jiu's head was a little dizzy, he patted his forehead, and immediately picked up a stone and threw it down, only to hear a crisp echo from below, Han Feng's ears were pricked up to recognize the sound carefully, In his experience, the sound was like the echo of a stone hitting some iron.

Uncle Jiu also had a rough guess in his heart.

The master and apprentice looked at each other, tacitly understanding each other.

"Metal coffin?"

"Metal coffin?"

The two blurted out, but at this moment, a small thick falling rock suddenly fell from the top of their heads. Although the rock was small, it went straight to the ground. When it fell like this, the strong light from the outside was directly projected to the ground, and the dark underground was instantly covered. illuminate.

The little ghost hiding in the dark corner, frightened and fled around.

The bright light in the center happened to fall into the deep pit. Han Feng and Uncle Jiu avoided the falling rocks tacitly, and then moved in unison, turning their heads to look at the deep pit in front of them.

Sure enough, there was a huge coffin inside.

The coffin was cast with iron and copper, no wonder the falling stones were thrown and smashed.

Han Feng and Uncle Jiu jumped, and they jumped down. The so-called pothole was actually only two meters high. Except for the coffin placed in the center, there was still half a meter of space around, enough to accommodate two people.

Han Feng walked around the coffin, a lot of soil was rubbed on his clothes, and his hair was full of dirty dust.

"Master, is it Grandpa Huanhun in this coffin?" Han Feng looked at Uncle Jiu.

A elusive thing, coupled with this weird coffin, it is hard for people not to think about it.

If there is no soul-piercing grandpa, no one will believe it.

Uncle Jiu pondered for a moment, "Is it true? Just open the coffin and have a look."

Han Feng jokingly smiled, "Okay, you're back now with the courage? If Grandpa Chuanhun opens later, don't sell me out again."

Uncle Jiu blushed and felt guilty, "What are you talking about! Master... When did Master betray you..."

Seeing Uncle Jiu's embarrassed posture, Han Feng couldn't stop laughing.

After all, Uncle Nine is quite handsome when he looks serious.

He subconsciously pulled up the corner of his clothes and flicked them back, but the clothes were too dirty and he couldn't shake them up.

But Uncle Jiu didn't care about these details, and continued to pretend to be calm. Taking advantage of the corpse's aura subsiding and his rationality still remaining, he stretched out his hand and sketched in the void, and a golden talisman appeared floating in a moment.

Kneading and rubbing the two fingers together, with a crisp snap of the fingers, the talisman was instantly ignited. Uncle Jiu held the corner of the talisman, swung his arm, and the talisman crackled on the heavy coffin lid.

I saw that the center and four corners of the coffin were connected by four ropes.

The talisman landed in the center of the coffin, and the flames flew along the four ropes to the four corners, splashing dazzling sparks.

It wasn't until the four corners were burned that Han Feng saw that there were four dead bodies standing on the four corners and pulling the four ropes on the coffin.

Han Feng's eyes were wide open, and he turned his head to look at the nearest dead body standing next to him. His gray and white body was skinny, and there was no vitality or death in his body.

Mechanically repeating a movement, that is, constantly pulling back the rope in his hand.

Until the flames on the rope rushed into the palm of his hand, boom!The dead bodies also disappeared.

It all happened so fast, in the blink of an eye.

Looking at the dead body from its appearance to its ashes and ashes, Han Feng's face was full of surprise and bewilderment.

Uncle Jiu smoothed his choked hair, acting like a veteran Taoist priest, "This is an invisible dead body, and it is in charge of guarding the coffin. Ordinary Taoist priests can't find it at all, and only experienced people know it.

It's a good thing that you and I are in the Vientiane Realm, otherwise we would have become scapegoats at this moment, and we are the two standing here guarding the coffin. "

It turned out to be the case.

Damn, he pretended to be here again...