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

It is very embarrassing to live in someone else's house, and now I have to sleep in the same room with the owner, no matter how thick-skinned Wen Cai is, he is also embarrassed to say such a thing.

But due to Uncle Jiu's coercion, he didn't dare not go.

Wen Cai reluctantly walked towards the old man's house.

Boom boom boom!
"Who is it?" The old man's old voice sounded in the room.

"Old man, it's like this, my leg is injured, can I stay in your room tonight..."

When it came to the end, Wen Cai was too embarrassed to continue talking.

The old man's face pulled down instantly, looking at his son Aqiang who was sleeping soundly on the bed, and looking down at Wencai's lame leg at the same time, he was in a dilemma.

In fact, there was nothing serious about Wencai's legs, Han Feng was just pretending, he didn't use much strength at all, at most, his flesh hurt when he was kicked, but under the coercion and temptation of Han Feng and Uncle Jiu Next, Wen Cai had to wrap his legs tightly, which looked very bulky. Those who didn't know it thought that this leg was very swollen.

The old man is also kind-hearted. If it weren't for spending money to marry a ghost wife to his son, he has been busy looking for opportunities to marry the ghost wife in the past two days. Even if people like Wencai stay at home for ten days Half a month is no problem.

Not to mention sleeping in his house, even if you let guests sleep in your main house, it is not impossible to sleep in a simple Datong bunk by yourself.

Seeing the old man's embarrassment, Wen Cai couldn't bear it, and thought to forget it, but when he turned his head, he saw Uncle Jiu's stern face in the window behind him.

Wencai hurriedly continued to negotiate with the old man, "Old man, I know, you are worried about your son, how about this, leave your son to me, and I will take care of him well at night! How about it?"

"It's really inconvenient for me to sleep there. If my leg is accidentally kicked at night, I really won't be able to walk. It is estimated that I will have to rest at your house for about half a year. It will hurt my muscles and bones." God!"

When Wencai said this, the old man didn't know how to refuse, and stood at the door in a dilemma.

Just when he was hesitating, Wen Cai had walked straight from the old man into the room, took off his shoes and lay down next to the old man's son.

Old man:  …

Uncle Jiu and Han Feng, who were quietly observing in the guest room, waited for a while after seeing Wen Cai go in. Seeing that the only light in the room was extinguished, they smiled triumphantly.

"Master, will there really be a female ghost knocking on the door tonight?"

"En." Uncle Jiu nodded, "Once this kind of ghost control technique is connected, it can't be blocked, unless the female ghost and the person are married successfully."

"Master, in the middle of the night, the old man doesn't plan to order a dowry or anything. When this female ghost gets married, she doesn't have eight palanquins, no generous dowry, and she can't hold the wedding grandly. Isn't this female ghost a loss?" gone?"

Uncle Jiu looked at Han Feng in a daze, wondering what kind of thinking you are thinking.

"The eight-carrying sedan chair is the ghost horse we saw on the road!"

"Oh, that's too bad."

Uncle Nine:  …

Because they have business to do at night, Han Feng and Uncle Jiu must not be able to sleep.

Lying on the Datong bunk, Han Feng hummed a little song. He was really bored, and he was not sleepy when he slept, but he just lay down like this, and no one talked to him. died.

Han Feng simply took out a comic book from the system backpack, and read it with great interest.

You Wencai was restrained in the old man's room. When the time came in the middle of the night, after the female ghost appeared, the rest would be handed over to Uncle Jiu and Han Feng.

That's what Uncle Jiu planned, but after all, he was getting old, and before he was a child, Uncle Jiu would yawn and feel sleepy again and again.

Unable to resist the drowsiness, Uncle Jiu turned over and told Han Feng, "Master, take a close look and keep an eye on it. Don't fall asleep!"

"Understood Master, you can rest assured to sleep."

Uncle Jiu turned sideways and started snoring after a while. He was much more at ease with Uncle Han Feng, at least more at ease than Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai.

But it’s not good to be overly reassured. Not long after Uncle Jiu fell asleep, Han Feng threw away the comic books and rested with bored eyes narrowed. Huh fell asleep.

Qiu Sheng and Uncle Simu were placed next to the wall. After dinner, they took a rest early.

The courtyard was eerily quiet, except for the constant snoring in the house, there was only the howling of a lonely ghost from afar.

The old man's main house.

Ah Qiang was drugged by the old man, and fell asleep early, and slept soundly, and would not be woken up at all by the slightest disturbance.

Even if there is a pig sleeping next to him, Ah Qiang is not affected at all.

The old man covered his ears, trying to avoid the noise of Wencai, but it was useless after all, good guy, this is not human, this is clearly a Zhu Bajie, okay?

No wonder he insisted on going to his own room to sleep, it must be because his master despised him and forced him out.

The old man regretted it, why did he soften his heart for a while?
Of course, what was more disturbing was not Wen Cai's snoring, but the sudden addition of a stranger in the room, whether it would affect the ghost wife's entry in the middle of the night, this was what the old man was most worried about.

Especially the snoring of this guy was so loud that the old man was really afraid of waking up his son Aqiang.

According to the old man Ding's instructions, his son Ah Qiang can only marry a ghost daughter-in-law when he is asleep, otherwise there will be trouble.

The old man kept in mind Old Man Ding's instructions, and gave his son enough medicine every time, for fear that his son would wake up at a critical moment and scare away the ghost bride.

The old man had seen this ghost bride before. During the transaction, old man Ding folded a female paper figurine for the old man in front of him. The woman's nose was dotted crookedly.

But fortunately, she has a plump body and a big butt, so she is easy to give birth to, and the old man didn't pick and choose.

For him, as long as there is a future, it is more important than anything else.

Time passed by, and the night wind was a bit cool in the middle of the night, so the old man got up and closed the window.

The first half of the night was fine, but in the second half of the night, the old man couldn't bear it any longer. At his age, he had already been up for two days in a row. In addition, Wen Cai's snoring sound was too magical. The time had passed, the old man He fell asleep half-lying against the wall.

Just like that, everyone in the yard fell asleep.

Finally, in the middle of the night, the courtyard began to gust of gloomy wind again, blowing the grass on the roof rustling.

At this time, even the dog didn't bother to bark.

The moon was dark and the wind was high, and anyone with a bit of knowledge could tell at a glance that there was a cloud of yin hovering over the courtyard of the old man's house.

The Yin Qi gathered more and more until there was a knock at the courtyard door.

"Ah Qiang, open the door."

"I am your bride Alan."

"Aqiang, Aqiang, open the door, I'm here to find you."

Outside the courtyard gate, eerie nonsense resounded impressively.

A muffled knock on the door, accompanied by the Ghost Bride's creepy voice, echoed above Aqiang's small courtyard.

But no one responded for a long time.

Because the old man fell asleep, no one burned a black talisman for Ah Qiang in the corner, so Ah Qiang's divine sense would not be affected by the dirty things outside.

Sleeping soundly, she didn't even know that her ghost bride was standing outside the door.

……

at the same time.

Under the church next to Taojiayao.

A sorcerer dressed in black, with four candles lit in front of him, held a red thread in his hand, twirling it flexibly at his fingertips.

Standing beside him was old man Ding.

Old man Ding looked nervous, and his cheeks were covered with fine beads of sweat.

With a look of envy and admiration, he watched the man in black in front of him cast spells.

The end of the red line is on the body of a black zombie. The black zombie is completely black, and it is placed in a pile of waste materials after firing pottery. You can't find it unless you look carefully.