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

In the coffin, the old man Ren, who was wearing the official uniform of the Qing Dynasty, seemed to be peaceful.

In fact, there was black blood condensed between the eyebrows, the forehead was black, and the lips were purple, which was a very ominous sign.

The three disciples came forward curiously, looking at the pale dead face of Old Master Ren, all of them frowned.

"Damn! It hasn't rotted for decades!" Wen Cai exclaimed.

Han Feng was also shocked.

In the past few times when the museum was opened, although there were some corpses that seemed to want to evolve in the direction of corpse transformation, they all showed more or less signs of decay.

It's the first time I've seen someone like Mrs. Ren who is as good as ever, without any skin ulcers.

My heart can't help but thump,

If this phenomenon were placed in the real world, it would have already caused panic.

But here is different. This is a zombie world where zombies are rampant. It is really normal for this kind of corpse to change.

Just when several disciples were screaming again and again, Uncle Jiu had faintly noticed something in his heart.

He calmly grabbed the hand of the dead body in the coffin.

Those slender nails are no longer broken by themselves.

This thing has turned into a dead body!
"Master, what should we do now?"

Qiu Sheng frowned and looked at Uncle Jiu.

"In this case, we can only cremate, otherwise..."

Before Uncle Jiu could finish speaking, on the other side, Master Ren and Ren Yingying took a look into the coffin, and they knelt on the ground, weeping and wailing.

Master Ren grabbed Uncle Jiu's arm with tears in his eyes, "Uncle Jiu, you can't be cremated! My old man is most afraid of fire in his life, so he must not be cremated. You should think of another way."

Can't be cremated, which is tricky.

Uncle Jiu was shocked, and with both hands, he put the coffin lid back on.

Mr. Ren, the gold master, ordered a few more words, took a carriage directly, and led a huge team to Ren's mansion.

At this time, the sunset glow in the west has dyed half of the sky red.

It passed in one afternoon.

Master Ren's team gradually disappeared at the end of the cemetery, and the horseshoes splashed a cloud of dust.

The afterglow of the setting sun fell on a group of people and horses, and a cloud of black air enveloped Master Ren's back faintly.

That was an ominous sign.

Uncle Jiu picked up his mule and glanced at the back of the other party with a complicated expression.

He told the disciples behind him, "You guys, carry the coffin back to Yizhuang first."

After saying this, Uncle Jiu led the mule and left the cemetery with Master Ren's convoy.

Wen Cai looked worried, "Is it too dangerous to carry the coffin back to Yizhuang?!"

It's clear that the things that have turned into corpses have such long nails. At this time, if they are carried back to Yizhuang, how can they still sleep!
In the middle of the night, there is a dead zombie in the hall? !
No matter how you look at it, it's infiltrating!
"Or...just stay here!" Wen Sheng said weakly.

Qiu Sheng directly interrupted the other party, "No! Master has let go, be careful of being beaten by Master!" As he said, Qiu Sheng raised his fist and threatened Wen Cai.

While greeting Han Feng, "Come on, the sun is about to set, let's carry this thing back as soon as possible!"

Han Feng looked at the setting sun in the sky, only the last blush remained, and hurried forward.

At this time, Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng had already lifted the coffin skillfully.

Han Feng stood beside the coffin, skillfully lifting the center of the coffin.

So, the three people carrying the coffin walked towards Yizhuang under the afterglow of the setting sun.

"Let's go faster. Xiaofeng is most afraid of going out at night. After a while, the sun will completely set. What should Xiaofeng do if she is so scared that she pees in her pants? Hahaha..."

Senior brother Qiu Sheng walked in the front carrying the coffin, and did not forget to tease junior brother Han Feng.

After hearing this, Wencai laughed even more from ear to ear, "Haha, what's the matter, anyway, it's not the first time Xiaofeng peed his pants."

Facing the ridicule of the two senior brothers, Han Feng was unusually indifferent.

Carrying the coffin, without squinting, all he could think about was the system.

I have to say, with the system in hand, everything will be fine!

After this physical change, it is now much easier to carry the coffin.

Before placing such a heavy red sandalwood coffin, he was sweating profusely and out of breath.

Compared with his two senior brothers, his physique is not one or two steps worse.

soon.

The three brothers, carrying the wooden coffin, came to the gate of Yizhuang amidst laughter.

When walking up the steps, Wencai, who was walking at the end, accidentally stumbled.

The body supporting the coffin shook violently.

The entire coffin began to shake instantly.

Qiu Sheng, who was at the front, lost his balance along with his whole body, whose center of gravity was unstable.

The coffin hadn't fully entered the courtyard yet, and it collided with the two gates with a clanging sound.

The two fell directly to the ground.

I thought that what followed was the sound of the coffin hitting the ground, but I looked back.

I saw Han Feng, that weak chicken, holding up the entire coffin by himself? !
……

in the hall.

After placing the coffin securely.

Qiusheng and Wencai circled around Han Feng.

I can't wait to see the other party from the hair on the top of the head to the heel.

Strange!
This is so weird!

"Junior Brother, tell me honestly, did Master secretly teach you some Taoism behind our backs?"

Surrounded by two senior brothers, Han Feng stared at him intently, and couldn't help laughing.

However, it is true that the contrast between me this time is too great.

No wonder the two of them are so curious.

"Senior Brother Qiusheng, Senior Brother Wencai, you have misunderstood. Master is a very fair old man. How could he teach me some Taoism in private? I just realized it myself."

"You? Have an epiphany?" Wen Cai's face was full of disbelief.

Han Feng nodded, "Yes, this morning, Master asked me to chop firewood. While cutting firewood, for some reason, a flash of light suddenly appeared in my mind. It has improved a lot, and it only took a few minutes to chop the firewood."

It is definitely impossible to tell them about the system.

"Chopping firewood can also enlighten you?" Wen Cai muttered to himself.

Just about to continue to question, at this time.

Master Ninth Uncle, walked in from outside the door.

"All of you, decide for yourself who will stay and guard Old Master Ren's coffin tonight."

With his hands behind his hands, Uncle Jiu had a determined face, and said in a positive manner, "If there is any movement, please let me know."

"Ah? Master! Why don't you just seal this old man up and let us guard it? Aren't you afraid that something will happen to us?!"

"If you tell me to keep it, there's so much nonsense!" Uncle Jiu raised his eyebrows and looked at the three of them, "Who will stay?"

The three disciples were obedient, none of them dared to say anything.

suddenly.

Uncle Jiu's eyes fell on Han Feng.

What happened during the day is still fresh in his memory.

This seemingly most inconspicuous disciple actually gave himself a big surprise today.

"Xiaofeng, come to guard tonight. It happens to be a practice experience, so you can consolidate the corpse guarding techniques that I taught you as a master."

Before Han Feng could reply, Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng had already raised their hands in agreement.

"Master is wise!"

"Junior brother really needs experience!"