Zombie simulation, I was burned by the ninth uncle again

"With my personality charm, Ren Fa will indeed show filial piety, but if Mr. Feng Shui doesn't get rid of it, he won't be able to enjoy it."

"You must hold on, lay down your body well, and strive to survive three days in the next simulation!"

After seeing Ren Fa's death again, Uncle Jiu directly burned him, and couldn't help mourning in his heart for two seconds.

[Ding, the simulation is over, the host can keep one of the following. 】

[One, the third grade jumps stiffly. 】

[Second, a copper-skinned iron frame capable of stalemate with Maoshan Linjiu for [-] rounds. 】

[Third, the burial location of the mass grave. 】

[Fourth, Mr. Feng Shui's [-]-day voodoo black blood. 】

"I choose one!"

After the choice, a burst of heat that was stronger than the sum of the previous two erupted from the depths of the brain and quickly spread to every corner of the body.

Feeling the rapid increase of strength in his body, Ren Mu's face finally lost the rotten lumps before, and began to become smooth, and his skin became even grayer.

At first glance, it looks like he is asleep.

With such a change, I don't know if it will be even more shocking if uncle Jiu sees it?

At this time, Ren Mu was lying in the coffin without any movement, but frowned.

"With the strength of my second-grade white stiff, I can withstand the damage of the sun at sunrise for 10 minutes."

"Now that I've broken through to the third rank, I'm jumping stiff, and I should be able to absorb more sun essence. But I still can't beat that Fengshui gentleman."

Lying in the coffin, Ren Mu was thinking about how to get Uncle Jiu to draw his sword to help.

Through his fight with Mr. Feng Shui tonight.

Ren Mu firmly believes that as long as Uncle Jiu sees the Feng Shui master who controls the evil spirits, he will definitely not talk too much, and will definitely use his sword to fall.

However, how to attract two powerful monks to meet?

That Mr. Feng Shui has been hiding in the dark, and no one knows what he looks like.

Known from the simulator.

This time, when I went to Ren's house to find my filial son to show love, I would meet that Mr. Feng Shui.

You have to plan well.

8. The bloodthirsty instinct is out of control

Ren Mu, who was lying in the coffin thinking, suddenly twitched his nose a few times.

"What's the smell, it's so fragrant?"

An attraction from the depths of his soul made him want to push off the coffin lid and stand upright.

It has been two days since Ren Mu crossed over and became a zombie. As a master of corpse control, when he saw Wen Cai several times, he quickly suppressed the zombie's bloodthirsty instinct and was not attracted by the smell of blood.

However, the current smell made him unable to resist, a huge electric wave erupted in his mind, it was a very strong impulse: violently, to suck blood.

"Could it be that the blood relatives of the Ren family are nearby?"

Ren Mu, who quickly circulated the corpse energy in his body and tried his best to suppress the instinct of zombies, did not want to cause more troubles.

This world is too dangerous, and Mr. Feng Shui is still eyeing it.

Uncle Jiu is not a good gay friend either.

As a third-rank Xiaotiaozhi, he still thinks how to survive is the kingly way.

I just want to hang on.

Live through the most critical first three days.

If at this time suddenly violently sucked the blood of the Ren family's blood relatives.

Needless to say, he will definitely be killed by Uncle Jiu.

With the simulator, Ren Mu has a small goal of wretched development.

After breaking through to the fourth grade of black stiffness, he was about to leave Yizhuang.

Lying in the coffin, the smell of blood relatives became stronger and stronger, which made him very painful.

Outside Yizhuang, a father and daughter were walking towards here, arm in arm.

"Father, why did you come to Yizhuang!"

"Look at your grandpa!"

"Oh, then can I not go in!" Ren Tingting shrank her neck in fear and whispered.

"Why, are you afraid of seeing Grandpa?" Hearing Ren Tingting's words, Ren Fa immediately put on a displeased expression.

"No, it's Uncle Jiu's apprentice, I'm worried..."

"Don't worry, with me here, they dare not do anything!"

"Oh!" Ren Tingting looked at her father's stubborn expression and knew that this trip to Yizhuang would not be able to escape.

As Ren Tingting walked into Yizhuang, her body exuded a strong fragrance, which also caused Ren Mu to be countered by the zombie's bloodthirsty instinct.

Suddenly, he felt that his body was a little out of control, and his hands kept shaking, as if he was about to pierce the coffin lid in the next second and exploded directly.

"I'm out of control... Impossible!"

At this time, Ren Mu tried his best to suppress the zombie instinct in his body, avoiding making any noise.

Suddenly, he thought of a possibility: Could it be that someone deliberately attracted Ren Fa and his daughter?

"It's Mr. Feng Shui playing tricks. It must have left something on Ren Fa and Ren Tingting, so that I can't suppress the bloodthirsty zombie instinct in my body!"

Actually, Ren Mu's guess was right.

His filial son Ren Fa went out this morning and overheard someone talking about what happened to Yizhuang on the street.

It was still very bright in the middle of the night, so I don't know what was burning.

Hearing this rumor, Ren Fa's heart tightened, worried that Uncle Jiu would burn his late father's body.

After all, I was talking about this very strongly yesterday.

"No, you must go to Yizhuang to have a look!"

Just like that, Ren Fa led Ren Tingting directly towards Yizhuang.

On the way, Ren Tingting didn't walk the country road, and almost fell down by accident.

Fortunately, a young man suddenly appeared to help her, so there was no accident.

It's just that there was some white dust on Ren Tingting's body, and after lightly patting it off, nothing happened.

On the path near Yizhuang, a young man with a cold expression was staring at Ren Fa and his daughter as they entered Yizhuang.

There was a stiff smile on his face, which looked very dark and strange no matter how he looked.

This person supported Ren Tingting and deliberately sprinkled some white powder.

"The powder of corpse konjac can expand the bloodthirsty instinct of zombies infinitely. I want to see how Lin Jiu will deal with it!"

As for Ren Mu in the coffin, as the zombie's instinct became stronger and stronger, he was very worried, and in the next second he jumped up and rushed towards Ren Fa's father and daughter.

"Ah, Tingting!"

Ren Fa's father and daughter had just stepped into Yizhuang, Wen Cai, who was washing clothes, smelled the strong perfume and suddenly raised his head.

Seeing the long-awaited Ren Tingting appear in front of her eyes, her expression was extremely excited.

"Oh!"

Standing up in an instant, wanting to rush up to greet him, he accidentally stepped on the wooden basin and fell directly into the mud.

The water in the tub, like a small waterfall, drew a beautiful arc in the air and flew directly towards Ren Tingting and Ren Fa.

After all, Ren Fa was old, and even if he saw the sudden change, his body couldn't react.

"Ah, Wencai, what are you doing!" Ren Tingting yelled, taking two quick steps back and stomping her feet angrily, after being chilled by the water.

"Tingting, I didn't do it on purpose!" Wen Cai, who was lying on the ground, had an ugly expression.

He really didn't do it on purpose, and it hurt so much from the fall!

"Master Ren, what happened!" Hearing the strange noise from outside, Uncle Jiu ran out, and was slightly surprised when he saw Ren Fa's father and daughter.

However, Ren Tingting, who looked like a drowned chicken, wanted to reach out, but remembered whether a man and a woman could kiss each other.

"Wen Cai, what did you do?" He could only stare at Wen Cai who was lying on the ground with very stern eyes, and shouted loudly.

"Master, I didn't do anything, I'm in so much pain!" Wen Cai, who had an unlovely expression on his face, saw Ren Tingting's disgust for him.

Knowing that I was completely useless, the pain hit my body, and I was so wronged that I wanted to cry.

"Hurry up and get Tingting a quilt, or she'll catch a cold!" Uncle Jiu continued to yell at Wen Cai, even talking about whether it hurts or not.

"No need for Uncle Jiu, I'm going home!"

At this time, Ren Tingting's body was completely cold, and no blankets could warm her up. She really wanted to go home and change her clothes. After speaking, she looked at Ren Fa with lovely and pitiful eyes.

"Go back quickly, don't catch a cold!" Ren Fa was also a little regretful at this time, why did he bring Ren Tingting here.

She has grown up so much, and she has never suffered such a hardship. If she doesn't change her clothes in time, she will definitely catch a cold.

"Well, Uncle Jiu, I'm leaving first!" Ren Tingting said politely to Uncle Jiu, then turned and left quickly.

"Tingting is so polite!" Uncle Jiu couldn't help but praise when he saw this.

"Yes!" Wen Cai, who was still lying on the ground, agreed obsessively.

"Master Ren, please sit inside!" Glancing at Wen Cai, Uncle Jiu politely asked Ren Fa to enter the room to talk.

Watching Ren Fa walk into the room, he stretched out his foot and lightly kicked Wen Cai.

"Don't be ashamed of yourself here, if you don't get up yet, go pour tea!"

With Ren Tingting's departure, Ren Mu, who was lying in the coffin, began to regain control of his body.

My hands are no longer shaking, and my legs are no longer sore.

"Huh!" As the bloodthirsty zombie instinct in his body was gradually suppressed by the powerful corpse control technique, Ren Mu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Thanks to Wen Cai, the silly boy, let's find him a frog wife in the future!"

"By the way, find one for Uncle Jiu!"

9. Inkline Shrouded Corpse

In the Yizhuang, the central figure is the portrait of the founder of Maoshan, Jiushu sits on the left, and Ren Fa sits on the right.

As soon as he sat down, he smiled and asked Ren Fa: "Master Ren, the humble house is simple, and only tea is served!"

"No cold, no leakage, I have a cordial feeling here!"

Wen Cai, who had just come in with tea, heard Ren Fa's words and couldn't help muttering.

"People will come in when they die. If you have a sense of intimacy earlier, you won't get used to it after death!"

"Put it down quickly, why are you shivering!" When Uncle Jiu heard this, his face turned livid, and he sternly reprimanded Wen Cai.

Then he said to Ren Fa with some embarrassment: "Master Ren, I don't know why you came today!"

Ren Fa, who has been in the mall for many years, is directly immune to the whispers of Wencai, and the smile on his face has not changed in the slightest.

"Uncle Jiu, I heard something happened to Yizhuang on the street last night, so I came over to have a look!"

"Nothing happened in Yizhuang, it may be misrepresented by passers-by!" Uncle Jiu said solemnly.

It was a ghost who came to Yizhuang to make trouble last night. After it was wiped out quickly, what would happen?

"I think so too. According to the original plan, I should be able to bury my late father in a few days!"

After sitting in Yizhuang for a while, Ren Fa felt cold all over, so he went straight to the topic.

"Master Ren, the acupoints for your father's burial have been determined. The burial will take place in three days, and we will go there together!"

"Okay, everything will be arranged by Uncle Jiu. I will go there. It may be a bit lively then, don't mind!"