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

at night.

Snoring was everywhere, the moonlight gradually dimmed under a cloud of black mist, a dark wind blew in the courtyard, and the door was rattled by the wind.

Ah Qiang was wrapped in a thick quilt, lying quietly on the bed, his face was pale and his brows were wrinkled.

Even though she was covered with a thick quilt, she still felt shivering from the cold.

In a daze, Ah Qiang heard someone calling him outside the door, the voice was indistinct, and felt right next to his ear, "Ah Qiang...Ah Qiang...open the door, I am Xiaolan..."

Xiaolan?

Ah Qiang remembered that Dad said that he wanted to ask him a daughter-in-law, that daughter-in-law was named Alan, who looked like an orchid, pure and lovely, understanding and obedient.

Let's go east and never go west. Even if Dad is gone, there will be someone to take care of him.

Ah Qiang was full of joy, lifted the quilt, pushed open the door, and a gust of wind blew in his face, and he couldn't help but sneezed, Ah Qiang was unconscious, and this sneeze seemed to wake him up a little, "Huh? Why am I in the yard?"

Ah Qiang turned around and was about to go back. At this moment, the voice sounded again outside the courtyard gate.

"Aqiang, open the door, I'm Alan..."

Ah Qiang's body was startled for a moment, his eyes blurred, his whole body seemed to be manipulated, he turned and walked towards the gate of the courtyard.

The voice outside the door was very close, and Ah Qiang felt very happy, as if he could put his arm around Alan. He only needed to open the door in front of him, and he could see his future daughter-in-law, Alan.

In the room, the old man turned over and sat up after his son got up, followed the Taoist's words, and quickly lit a black talisman in the corner.

The old man was a little scared, but very excited. He lay on the window, staring at the door intently, watching his son stretch out his hand, and both hands had already touched the door. He only needed to pull the wooden board and pull it in, and the door would open If so, his future 'ghost daughter-in-law' will become a family with them.

It won't be long, maybe he will be able to embrace the ghost grandson.

The old man knew that when he was old, he was already buried up to his neck, and he might be dead one day. He was so eager to have a grandson to continue the incense for himself.

This Alan was negotiated between him and the mystic warlock. The other party promised to only have boys, and if they gave birth to girls, he would twist his head off.

The old man took out all his property at that time.

It's just that the time agreed at that time was the first half of the night. For this reason, the old man deliberately gave his son some medicine early, so that he could go to bed early, so that he was ready to accept Alan.

Unexpectedly, Alan didn't come in the first half of the night, but a few Taoist priests came. Originally, the old man was worried that the money would be wasted because of this, and he was so nervous that he didn't sleep. I knew it must be Alan.

Unexpectedly, at this critical moment, the door of the guest room was pushed open first, and Wen Cai was the first to run out and went straight to the latrine.

"Damn it, I drank too much water in the first half of the night, it's killing me!" Wen Cai mumbled as he walked behind A Qiang, and didn't notice A Qiang standing in front of the courtyard in a daze.

Wen Cai just walked out of the hut with his trousers in his hands, and walked back to the guest room with eyes wide open.

Ah Qiang was being controlled by evil spirits, and when Wen Cai disturbed him, his attention was suddenly distracted, and his hand on the courtyard door retracted again, wondering, "Why did I walk to the courtyard door again?"

Ah Qiang stroked the back of his head and walked back.

In the room, the old man beat his chest anxiously, "Oh! These people are really bad things!"

The old man was not reconciled, and before Ah Qiang returned to the house, he squatted in the corner and burned some black talismans.

Then he lay down in front of the window, and sure enough, he saw that his son was dazed again, and he was walking towards the gate of the courtyard, "Go, quickly open the door for Father to welcome his daughter-in-law in!" the old man whispered to himself.

If the mysterious man hadn't ordered that only the groom could open the door, he would have rushed out to open the door for his son.

Ah Qiang's hand was on the door bolt again, thinking that this time he would finally be able to take his wife in.

Unexpectedly, the door of the guest room was pushed open again.

Qiu Sheng yawned, and hurried straight to the hut. After Qiu Sheng solved the urgent problem, the four-eyed uncle came out, followed by Uncle Jiu. Han Feng had been waiting for Uncle Jiu and the others to come back. It is very small and cannot accommodate so many people at one time.

It's all because they were too short of water during the day, so they drank a lot of water in the old man's place just now.

In the second half of the night, I couldn't sleep well, and I was so busy peeing,

Uncle Jiu had just come out of the hut, and Han Feng had just walked out, but Wen Cai took the lead again, "Brother Wen Cai, did your bladder break down tonight! One after another, do you want someone else to go?"

Han Feng was speechless for a while.

Several people came back and forth, in the yard, those who came out of the hut, and those who came out of the guest room, all gathered in the middle of the yard. They stopped for a moment, and when they sensed someone in the yard, they all looked at A Qiang at the gate of the yard.

Ah Qiang's consciousness had already been summoned back by several people, and he stood in front of the courtyard with a dazed expression, watching several people shuttle back and forth between the guest room and the hut.

Wencai muttered, "You boy, we just go to the bathroom and don't steal from your house, so how about getting up in the middle of the night to supervise?"

Ah Qiang was stunned, as if he had lost his memory, and he didn't know what happened at all.

In the room, the old man was so anxious that he didn't know what to say.Seeing that a good thing was about to come true, it was actually destroyed by these Taoist priests.

The old man knew that these people were Taoist priests, so he didn't dare to be careless, so he hurried out of the house and pulled Ah Qiang to go back to the house, "My son has been in poor health and has mental problems, and he always sleepwalks in the middle of the night. Are you guys?"

Helping his son back to the house, the old man thought in his heart that he must send these people away tomorrow. Keeping these people will be his nemesis. With them around, how can he hold his grandson? !

In the yard, everyone was dumbfounded.

"Crazy." Uncle Simu muttered, turned and went back to the house.

Qiu Sheng also turned around and went back to the room to continue sleeping. Wen Cai was just about to go back when he felt the sensation again and turned and went straight to the hut.

Han Feng looked at Wen Cai in astonishment: Your brother's!I'm not on it yet!

Uncle Jiu frowned, walked slowly to where A Qiang was standing just now, and looked through the crack of the door, covering 45 degrees outside the door.

There was nothing outside the door, but Uncle Jiu seemed to smell a ghost.

Frowning without thinking much, he turned and went back to sleep.

……

Sleeping in this Datong bunk was very uncomfortable, and he couldn't even turn over all night. It wasn't that there wasn't enough space to turn over, but that the four-eyed uncle and Wencai's sleeping posture was really ugly.

The two of them were in disorder, occupying almost half of the territory.

As a result, Uncle Jiu almost kissed Uncle Simu's feet as soon as he turned over.

In the yard, before dawn, Uncle Jiu was run into the yard by Wen Cai's fart and the snoring of Simu Shishu.

Han Feng didn't sleep well either, rubbing his stiff neck, feeling like someone kicked him yesterday.

Seeing Uncle Jiu boxing in the yard, "Master, let's leave after breakfast."

I really can't stay in this place, it's too uncomfortable!
Unexpectedly, Uncle Jiu waved his fist calmly and replied in a deep voice, "I won't leave today."

"Ah? Won't you go?" Han Feng looked astonished.

"That's fine, if you don't leave, I'll go to another house to ask for a place to sleep today, anyway, I won't sleep with them!"

Han Feng consciously followed Uncle Jiu, imitating Uncle Jiu and punching.

"Hey! Ha!" Uncle Jiu became more active as he grew older, "Okay! Don't forget to find a place to sleep for the teacher as well."

Han Feng: ...

After finishing a set of punches, the sleeping person was still sleeping. Uncle Jiu gently pulled Han Feng aside, and said furtively, "Afeng, don't you think last night was weird?"

Seeing Uncle Jiu's appearance, Han Feng guessed what he was going to say, and said with a wry smile, "I know Master, I will cooperate with you to tell the old man what he said today."

Uncle Jiu narrowed his eyes and smiled, "You're still smart."

Sleepwalking in the middle of the night, this incident itself is not surprising, but the old man was so nervous last night, it seemed very abnormal.

Han Feng is not stupid, he knows that Uncle Jiu has been thinking about the ghost horse and the paper-stitched female ghost that he met on the road yesterday, and that Uncle Jiu suspects that this family has a deal with the people from Dongying.

As a Maoshan Taoist priest, Uncle Nine is full of righteousness, and he hates the kind of quack warlocks who practice sorcery and harm people the most in his life. To say that they are warlocks is a bit exaggerated, it is better to say they are quacks.

When this kind of thing happened, he definitely wouldn't sit idly by, otherwise he wouldn't be angry with Uncle Simu on the road.

In the past few days, the old man was busy with his son Zhang Luo's marriage. He didn't have a good rest for several days, and he didn't get up until mid-morning.

The breakfast was rough rice paste, Wen Cai ate a few mouthfuls coquettishly and then threw down the bowl and chopsticks.

Uncle Simu and Uncle Jiu drank a large bowl alone, Han Feng and Qiusheng were not hungry and did not eat much.

After clearing away the bowls and chopsticks, the old man rolled his eyes, "Guys, I hope you can forgive me for the poor hospitality. If you're not in a hurry, why don't you leave today after your lunch break?"

The old man seems to be trying to keep him, but he is actually pushing him away.