Ninth Uncle World: I let the old man uncover the coffin!

At the same time, he told himself in his heart that Ren Weiyong didn't ask him to slaughter common people and collect blood.

In order to save the people in Renjia Town, they just built a house for the zombies. The ancestors of the Maoshan ancestral family should understand his difficulties.

"That's good." Ren Weiyong smiled in satisfaction, and ordered: "What materials are needed for the construction of the Zombie Temple, how many helpers to find, and the cost of money, ask my son Ren Fa to ask for it."

"The grade of Zombie Temple must be high...I mean Fengshui must be the best."

"The other thing is to ask the helpers to be careful when laying the foundation. If someone disturbs my rest... Kill without mercy!"

Lin Jiu carefully wrote down Ren Weiyong's words.

Compared with other monsters who demanded to sacrifice human beings as blood food, the request to build a temple is really tolerant.

I don't want to be disturbed by living people. This request is also very reasonable.

Otherwise, if Ren Weiyong is really dug out in broad daylight, it will be lively.

only……

Zombies all rely on condensing Yin Qi to cultivate, they are not following the cultivation path of human mages, and they do not need the thoughts of sentient beings.

Why did Ren Weiyong need to build a temple?

Is it simply inflated self-confidence, or does it have other plans...

"What I said is all right." Ren Weiyong asked with a frown when he saw that Lin Jiu was distracted.

"No problem! Don't worry, Mrs. Ren, I promise to do a good job!"

Lin Jiu quickly agreed.

The ancients said that being with the king is like being with a tiger. He has never seen the emperor, so the feeling is not real, and now he has the experience of "being with the king".

This is a big zombie that can wipe out the entire town with a single disagreement.

Always be careful not to annoy him.

"You don't need to call me old man, I really don't know how to address you, just call me Mr. Ren."

Ren Weiyong felt that the title of Mrs. Ren was awkward no matter how it sounded, it was better than Dong Xiaoyu, a female ghost who could call people.

"Ren... Mr. Ren, after I prepare the manpower, do I need to notify in advance before starting work?"

Lin Jiu felt that the construction of the Zombie Temple was not difficult at all, and it was not easy at all. The key is to consider all the details carefully, and make sure there are no mistakes... If it is not done well, blood will flow into rivers.

"You come to report." Ren Weiyong said casually.

"When I communicate with Ren Fa, can I reveal to him you...your zombie identity?" Lin Jiu asked Ren Fa, thinking of him.

Ren Weiyong didn't even think about it, he said directly: "Yes."

The Zombie Temple has been built, so what's the point of hiding your identity!

"If people from the Ren family want to see you, or want to confirm your identity, can I bring them to you?"

"What I mean is that the construction of the temple requires Ren Fa's help. After all, the Ren family is a big family in Ren's town. I'm just an outsider. I'm afraid I can't convince everyone that Ren Fa will lead the Ren family to participate. Everything will be much easier. It's gone." Lin Jiu explained cautiously, for fear that Ren Weiyong would change his face if he was unhappy.

"Yes." Ren Weiyong felt that Lin Jiu was a bit long-winded.

"Well, I'm worried that I'm stupid and I won't be able to convince Ren Fa. Can you give me a token..." Lin Jiu said.

Before Lin Jiu could finish speaking, Ren Weiyong took a green wrench from his thumb and threw it to him, saying impatiently: "You go and give this to Ren Fa, saying it's my order, if he doesn't listen, I will This old man will go down the mountain to kill him himself, and let him accompany me!"

"Anyway, when he came to see me last time, he said he missed me very much, so I just let him get his wish!"

Although these words are fierce, Ren Weiyong's breath is very steady, it is completely the feeling that the elders dote on the younger ones.

In fact, Ren Weiyong handed over the finger ring that was buried with him as a token to Ren Fa, which also meant to support the younger generation.

Although Ren Weiyong came through time travel, he inherited the identity of Old Master Ren after all. Ren Fa and others are also considered his descendants, so if they can take care of them, they can take care of them.

Lin Jiu took it and smiled coyly, not daring to ask any more questions.

But he felt relieved, with Ren Fa's help, it would be much easier to build the Zombie Temple.

It's just that I thought it was the Zombie Temple that was built...

Will it really go so well?

Chapter 22

"My dad really asked me to build a temple for him!?"

Ren Fa looked at the wrench in his hand, feeling very excited.

"I met my father in a dream last night, saying that he had something to tell me... I thought it was my own dream, but it turned out that my father has really become a fairy!"

"It's not becoming a fairy, it's becoming a zombie." Lin Jiu whispered quietly.

Originally, Lin Jiu thought that the common people were afraid of zombies, so it was difficult to persuade Ren Fa to let his father hold a temple fair.

As a result, Ren Fa didn't care about his father turning into a zombie at all.

Ren Fa has never seen the danger of zombies, and only thinks that his father's resurrection is a good thing.

"I don't care if he turns into a zombie or a god, anyway, he's my father!" Ren Fa put down his finger and said very grandly.

"Since my father said, building a temple is nothing. We can surround the entire Jiuyin Mountain and use it as a garden for my father."

With Ren Fa's financial resources, it is not a big problem to contract a barren mountain.

At that time, his father will live on the mountain, and they will live on the foot of the mountain, not far away, so they can visit each other at any time.

It's just that Lin Jiu thought that the hunters and farmers near Jiuyin Mountain all depended on the mountain to eat the mountain.If Ren Fa really took over Jiuyin Mountain, these people who depended on Jiuyin Mountain for hunting and collecting herbs for a living would lose their livelihood.

But Lin Jiu thought about it again, too many living people in Jiuyin Mountain would easily disturb Ren Weiyong's practice, in case he was sucked blood...

It seems that it would be good to let Ren Fa contract down to Jiuyin Mountain and seal it up as his father's private garden.

Before Lin Jiu could figure out how to make a suggestion, Ren Fa asked again.

"How much does it cost to build this temple?"

"200 oceans is enough."

Lin Jiu had done the calculations a long time ago. The building materials for the construction of the Zombie Temple must use good materials, and these costs will cost more than 200 oceans.

In fact, the most expensive cost of building a temple is the cost of geomantic omen for the Feng Shui master.

As Lin Jiu, the money to help with Fengshui starts at 300 oceans.

But Lin Jiu didn't dare to make this kind of money, it was all for nothing.

"How is this enough!" Ren Fa felt that 200 Dayang was completely unworthy of his own father, and it was also an insult to his status as the richest man in Renjia Town.

"How much are you going to spend?" Lin Jiu asked.

"At least the standard of 400 oceans!"

Ren Fa felt that the identity of the richest man had to be insulted at least twice.

Lin Jiu thought it would be good to have more budget, so he could hire more helpers, finish the project earlier, and get things done sooner.

"Okay, let's cover it at 400 oceans."

The two finished their discussion.

The money matter is finalized, and everything else is coming soon.

Three days later, the materials needed to build the Zombie Temple were ready.

Under the intentional publicity of Ren Fa and Lin Jiu, the news about the construction of the Zombie Temple instantly spread to Renjia Town.

This matter is a bit bizarre, and even people in several nearby towns have heard the news.

Many people drove dozens of miles to watch the fun.

This morning.

Lin Jiu notified Ren Weiyong first, and then led the team into the mountain to build a temple.

A team of people, with gongs and drums blaring, is very lively.

Lin Jiu walked at the front of the team, dressed in an apricot yellow Taoist robe and a crown hat, he looked quite Daoist and immortal.

clang--!

With Lin Jiu beating a golden gong, he shouted loudly:

"The sky is spirited, the earth is spirited, gods appear in all directions, and seven-star lights lead the way to immortals!"

Lin Jiu dragged his long voice, walked all the way, shouted all the way, and knocked the gong intermittently.

Wencai and Qiusheng walked on the left and right respectively, and with the sound of the gong, they grabbed a handful of paper money and threw it into the air.

The dark paper is floating, and the green smoke is curling up. Compared with usual, this road in Jiuyin Mountain is a little more simple and mysterious.

This is called Yinxian Road.

Preparations before building the temple.

Wencai threw out another handful of ghost paper, and took this opportunity to ask Qiusheng in a low voice: "Master obviously hates zombies the most, why did you ask everyone to build a zombie temple together today?"

"Are you asking me? Who am I going to ask!" Qiu Sheng retorted.

Lin Jiu heard the two apprentices talking behind him, frowned and scolded: "You two, let you fast for three days and prepare well, why are you disobedient!"

"We have fasted for three days." Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng replied innocently.

"Fasting is not only fasting, but also fasting eyes, ears, nose, and heart!" Lin Jiu said angrily, "There must be noise on the way to lead the immortals, which will make the gods angry!"

"What kind of god are zombies..." Before Qiu Sheng finished speaking, Wen Cai who was next to him covered his mouth.

"What did you just say?" Lin Jiu asked back.

"Why did he say that paper money was thrown out on the road to Yinxian? Does the ghost messenger dare to ask the gods for rewards?" Wen Cai hurriedly spoke for Qiusheng.

"In things like ghosts and gods, it is better to believe that they exist than that they do not exist." Lin Jiu immediately entered the state of educating his disciples, and told him, "Money is not everything, but without money, the road to immortality is difficult."

Qiusheng and Wencai, two poor ghosts, suddenly felt that the master's words were very philosophical.

After Lin Jiu taught his disciples a lesson, he continued to lead the way.

"Why didn't you let me ask just now?" Qiu Sheng said dissatisfiedly as he opened Wen Cai's hand.

"You see, the master was frightened by the zombies, so he built a temple for the zombies to make amends. You still have to ask... Isn't this just looking for a fight!" Wen Cai explained.

Qiu Sheng glared at him, and retorted: "You are a coward like you when you are a master! Don't think that a master usually treats people kindly, that is the traditional Confucian thought."

"Silence is not cowardice, patience is not numbness, when we can't bear it, we all have to stand up!"

"This is what the master told us!"

Wen Cai didn't bother to talk to him, and said perfunctorily, "You just believe what he says."

"You..." Qiusheng pointed at Wen Cai, and was about to reprimand him, but Wen Cai had already walked away.

Qiu Sheng couldn't find someone to vent his anger on, so he snorted hard.

Afterwards, Qiu Sheng was full of sadness again.

No matter what the master's reason is, building a Zombie Temple is really a bit outrageous.

Even Lin Jiu's disciples thought so, not to mention other spectators.

At first, everyone just followed the team far behind, muttering in low voices.

After more and more people were discussing, they began to point at Lin Jiu and his party.

They have it all.

Some people say that Master Lin Jiudao built temples for zombies and regarded demons as gods, which is crazy.

Some people also said that Daoist Lin Jiu didn't want to do it at first, but Ren Fa took 400 oceans as a reward.

So we can't blame Master Lin Jiudao for not being able to guarantee the evening festival, but because Ren sent too many...

The more the onlookers discussed, the more lively it became.

Some people despised what Lin Jiu had done, some scolded Lin Jiu angrily for seeing money open, and some... expressed envy.

You know, the world today is not peaceful and prosperous.

It was an era when warlords fought, the heavens collapsed, and demons ruled.