Infinite Plane Devour

Chapter 25 Strange

Because she was in a depressed state, Zhuzhu walked very slowly, and soon Wu Xian caught up with her.

"Sister Zhuzhu, this incident is very strange. It may be that someone stole Old Master Ren's body and wanted to take the opportunity to blackmail and ask for a large sum of money."

Zhuzhu who had been walking suddenly stopped, facing Wu Xian: "Even you don't believe what I said, I'm so disappointed."

"No, Sister Zhuzhu, it's not that I don't believe you, it's just that you suddenly said that this incident is that kind of strange incident, and it's not man-made. The main reason is why are you so sure about this?"

"I don't know. When I saw the grave being dug this morning, this message suddenly appeared in my mind. It told me very firmly and clearly that this incident is very bizarre, and it seems to be related to my grandfather. related."

Seeing Zhuzhu's expression of conviction, Wu Xian was a little curious, what kind of information could make her believe so much, after all, it was obvious that she was buried just last night and was dug up today. It's not for the money, what else can you figure out.

Of course, Wu Xian, who knew the plot, would not think so. After all, Mrs. Ren's body turned into a zombie. Only he and Ah Hao knew about it. Of course, it is not ruled out that his master Ma Madi and senior brother Ah Qiang knew about it.

That's it, in order to have an explanation to the Ren family, they could only pretend to be a corpse and bury it in the grave, and then dig it out late at night. It was such a simple matter, and everyone didn't think about it. He also suspected his grandfather's problem.

Could it be that there is some kind of telepathy between Zhuzhu and her grandfather, but this is a bit unreliable, one has become a zombie, and the other stays at home most of the time, how is this possible.

Wait, maybe this is really possible. Even if this is just an ordinary world, there are no zombie priests, and there are examples of telepathy. What's more, this is a supernatural world, full of legends about ghosts and monsters. Specify that there will be some linkage.

But what kind of existence this kind of mind is, and why it connects two people who are not in the same place, I don't understand.

"Wu Xian, I want to go out for a walk and be alone. Leave me alone, thank you for coming out with me." Zhu Zhu looked at Wu Xian and said such a sentence.

"Sister Zhuzhu, are you okay, do you really not need me to be with you?" Wu Xian could tell that Zhuzhu was in a really bad mood, he was very depressed, and he was worried that she might have an accident.

"I'm fine by myself. You don't have to worry. I'm busy so early in the morning. You'd better go back and rest early."

"Okay." Zhu Zhu refused him straight away, and Wu Xian couldn't continue to say anything, so he waved goodbye.

Walking on the way back to Ren's house, the more Wu Xian thought about it, the more strange he felt. A kind of question lingered in his head, and he couldn't get rid of it.

After thinking about it again and again, Wu Xian decided to go back and ask Uncle Jiu carefully what was going on and why he acted as if he saw through himself completely.

Because he walked slowly and was not too far from the restaurant, Wu Xian soon returned to the door of a room on the second floor, hesitating for a while.

Uncle Jiu said that he would not be able to answer his doubts until this matter was completed, so go to him now, will Uncle Jiu answer my question, but how can you know if you don’t ask, anyway, let’s try it Better.

Having made up his mind, Wu Xian raised his hand, just about to knock on the door.

"Squeak" The door of the room opened automatically.

Wu Xian frowned, and stepped in.

Once inside, the door is closed.

In the room, next to the table, there were still two cups of tea placed on the table. The two of them sat upright, and Wu Xian sipped the tea.

He had been sitting here for more than ten minutes, and he had refilled his tea three times, but he still didn't see Uncle Jiu saying anything. He could still sit quietly at first, but now he couldn't bear it anymore.

Uncle Jiu got up again and filled the teacup in front of Wu Xian. Wu Xian couldn't help it anymore: "Uncle Jiu, I want to know what exactly is the doubt you mentioned earlier?"

Oh, you know I'm Uncle Jiu?
It's over, I accidentally slipped my mouth, this is good, in the world of plots, you can't let those people know that you are not from this world, once you know, I'm afraid it will cause a lot of trouble Fortunately, Wu Xian reacted quickly , ask a question.

"No one knows the name of Ninth Uncle, why, what's wrong with knowing?"

Hahaha, Uncle Jiu laughed loudly and nodded again and again: "Yes, yes, I sure didn't misread you."

This made Wu Xian wonder, what does it mean that he didn't misjudge me? Could it be that Uncle Jiu has been observing me before, but what's the use of him observing me.

"I don't know what Uncle Jiu means by that, I don't quite understand."

Without answering Wu Xian's words, Uncle Jiu took out a dilapidated ancient book from his bosom. Judging by the appearance, someone must have flipped it frequently to create the current appearance.

Uncle Jiu looked at the book, with solemn gestures and a dignified expression, and handed it to Wu Xian: "Take it, and study hard."

Originally, he was still waiting for Uncle Jiu to have a bigger trick to receive him, but he didn't expect the sudden move, which made him a little puzzled. He didn't understand why Uncle Jiu gave him this seemingly important book .

Surprised, Wu Xian did not reach out to take it, but looked at Uncle Jiu in astonishment.

"Uncle Jiu, why did you give me this?"

Uncle Jiu was not angry because Wu Xian took over the books, but said with some melancholy: "It's all old things, I promised back then, so I will naturally do it.

Don't ask me why. Someone asked me to give you this book. As for who, don't ask me. I won't answer. "

Although he was a bit puzzled, Wu Xian still took the books over. There was nothing special about them, they were just ordinary books.

Seeing Wu Xian taking the book, Uncle Jiu suddenly became strict: "Okay, since you have already taken this book, it is equivalent to agreeing to my request. Starting tomorrow, you will learn Taoism with me. But we are not mentors and apprentices, just for a promise."

Ah, what request did I agree to? Why did I suddenly have to learn Taoism with Uncle Jiu? Why did I always feel like I was on a pirate ship for a promise?

"Uncle Jiu, I want to know why he suddenly taught me Taoism."

"If there is no reason, you can just assume that I suddenly fell ill." Looking at Wu Xian's expression of disbelief, he said, "Hey, don't ask, you don't understand the things here, you just have to learn from me honestly." The surgery will do.”

Originally, Wu Xian wanted to continue asking, but seeing Uncle Jiu suddenly showed a different expression, which contained hatred, helplessness, and nostalgia. These complicated emotions were intertwined and mixed together, and he suddenly stopped asking. The idea of ​​going down.

Thinking of this, Wu Xian simply stopped thinking about it. Anyway, it was for his own benefit, so he could just learn what the so-called Taoism is. For a person who is afraid of death like himself, it would be better to learn more.

Think about it, didn't I come here because of solving the curse?

(End of this chapter)