Zombie World: I Confused Uncle Nine

He clenched his fists and looked excited.

That's right, he broke through to the Second Heaven of the Earth Master.

All this is still due to the innate body.

This kind of physique can make his talent improve rapidly, and his cultivation base is several times faster than others.

One barrier-breaking pill allowed him to break through two small realms. This kind of improvement is not terrifying.

After adjusting his breathing, Yang Chen covered the quilt and fell asleep satisfied.

This sleep lasted until dawn.

It can be said that this is the best time Yang Chen has slept recently.

"what……"

Yang Chen stretched his waist, and came to the yard.

I saw Uncle Jiu was already playing Maoshan Exercise Boxing in the yard.

He stepped forward to say hello: "Senior brother, good morning."

Uncle Jiu snorted, "It's still early, how long has the sun been out?"

Yang Chen smiled, seeing that Uncle Jiu was still angry last night, he didn't say much, and punched together.

"Master, uncle, it's time to eat."

Wencai's voice came from inside the room.

Uncle Jiu didn't speak, he turned around and entered the room.

Yang Chen smiled faintly, and followed.

Still the same as last time, side dishes mixed with porridge.

Qiu Sheng sat on the side without saying a word, just eating porridge in silence, looking at Uncle Jiu from time to time.

It could be seen that he had already resolved what happened last night, but he was still a little afraid of Uncle Jiu and wanted to explain it, but he didn't know how to explain it.

"Bang bang bang..."

There was a knock on the door.

Qiu Sheng raised his head suddenly: "I'll go and open the door."

After speaking, he walked to the door.

Chapter 21

Uncle Jiu didn't say anything, he put down his bowl and sat upright.

Opening the door, Ren Fa walked in with Ren Tingting, A Wei and others.

"Uncle Nine, Master Yang..."

Ren Fa strode into the living room and bowed his hands to everyone.

Ren Tingting looked at Yang Chen, her face flushed slightly.

"Master Ren, please sit down..." Uncle Jiu waved his hand.

Ren Fa smiled, sat upright on the chair, and said, "Uncle Jiu, I'm here this time to ask about my father's relocation."

Since Ren Weiyong was subdued last time, Ren Weiyong's body has been in the Yizhuang, and has not been buried yet.

"Master Ren, don't worry, I've already found a new tomb for Mrs. Ren." Uncle Jiu smiled lightly and said, "It's on the southeast half of the hillside. Wherever the feng shui is good, Mrs. Ren will be buried properly."

As soon as the matter was settled, Ren Fa was in a good mood, and hurriedly said: "That's good. I don't know when will be the auspicious time to bury my father?"

Uncle Jiu pinched his fingers and said, "Tomorrow, tomorrow will be fine."

"Okay, just tomorrow, I'll bother you tomorrow." Ren Fa stood up and cupped his hands, turned around and was about to walk out the door.

But when she glanced away, she saw Ren Tingting staring at Yang Chen with a smile in her eyes.

He understood immediately.

This girl is unwilling to leave again.

It seems that this matter needs to be settled.

Now Tingting likes Yang Chen, and Yang Chen is not a bad kid, if it's really not good, let the two be together, but you have to ask Yang Chen how he feels.

But it's obviously not the right time now, so let's look for opportunities next time.

Thinking about it, Ren Fa pulled Ren Tingting and said, "Tingting, it's time to go."

"what……"

Ren Tingting was a little belated, but she quickly realized that she looked at Yang Chen with some embarrassment, and followed Ren Fa to the door.

Soon, the figures of the group left.

Uncle Jiu came to Yang Chen's side, and said with a half-smile: "Boy, what do you feel about Miss Ren? Didn't you see that look in her eyes just now?"

How could Yang Chen not see it?

He is the one who sees the most clearly.

However, he sincerely practiced Taoism and didn't want to have anything to do with secular women.

He said: "Brother, as I said before, I sincerely practice Taoism and don't want to have anything to do with secular women."

After speaking, he turned and went back to the room.

"Ugh……"

Uncle Jiu looked at the back and left, and heaved a long sigh.

Seems to have remembered something, a little sad: "Infatuation is not necessarily a good thing."

Qiusheng and Wencai seemed to have heard something unbelievable. They stared at Uncle Jiu so intently that the steamed buns in their hands were no longer fragrant.

Obviously, they didn't expect Uncle Jiu to say such a thing.

"What are you looking at, eat your steamed buns." Uncle Jiu snorted, turned and went to the morgue.

The matter of the Ren family has come to an end for the time being, and there is no important matter in Yizhuang now, Yang Chen is practicing in the room.

The day flew by.

Midday on the moon.

Yang Chen was practicing in the room, when he heard the ringing of bells.

"Everyone... Stand... Decide."

this sound...

Yang Chen felt a little familiar.

He frowned and thought for a moment.

Fuck, isn't this four eyes?

He turned over and got out of bed and came to the yard.

"Brother, open the door..."

There was a knock on the door.

Yang Chen was overjoyed, and quickly opened the door.

Standing outside the door was a man in Taoist robes, with gray hair, glasses, and a brass bell in his hand. Behind him, there were dozens of zombies in official uniforms.

"Brother..."

Yang Chen recognized the four eyes at a glance.

It's so recognizable that it's hard not to recognize it.

But the four eyes didn't seem to recognize Yang Chen yet, he frowned, looked up and down, and suddenly his eyes lit up: "You are Xiao Chenzi?"

"It's me, senior brother..." Yang Chen patted Simu's shoulders and laughed loudly.

When he was on the mountain before, he had the best relationship with Fourth Eye, Uncle Nine, and Aunt Zhe, but they hadn't seen each other for a long time.

"Xiao Chenzi, why did you come down the mountain? Why are those old guys willing to let you down?" Four eyes pulled Yang Chen inside, and said while walking.

Yang Chen smiled, and said, "Isn't it time to practice?"

"Yes, yes, yes..." The four eyes were stunned.

The new disciples who join Maoshan have to go down the mountain to practice. Firstly, they go down the mountain to defeat demons, and secondly, they experience in the secular world to see if they can strengthen their Dao heart.

The two had just walked a few steps when Uncle Jiu came out of the room.

"Simu, why are you here?" Uncle Jiu was a little surprised.

"Aren't I seeing off guests?" Simu raised his head and smiled, but in the middle of speaking, he seemed to think of something: "Ah, my guests are still outside."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked to the door, shaking the copper bell in his hand: "Come, come, come in, everyone has entered the door."

As the words fell, the zombies jumped forward in an orderly manner.

Simu is the disciple of the corpse hall, and this is the magic of the corpse hall.

Generally, the disciples of that temple only learn the spells of that temple, and cannot learn the spells of other temples, because the spells of each temple are very complicated, and some people may not be able to master them in their lifetime.

Nine Uncles and Four Eyes are spells that are compatible with the Hall of Talismans and the Hall of Exorcising Corpses respectively.

But Yang Chen is different. Because he has the blessing of the innate Taoism, he has dabbled in the spells of the six palaces. This is also the high hope given by the head of Maoshan.

"Brother, you and Xiao Chenzi go to prepare some wine first, I'll put down the guests, and I'll come over later." Simu said something to Uncle Jiu, and then drove the zombies to the morgue.

The corner of Uncle Jiu's mouth twitched: "These four eyes, every time they come, they have to drink."

"Does Senior Brother Simu have to drink every time he comes here? Then how do you drive corpses?" Yang Chen was a little curious. The business of driving corpses is usually nocturnal. If you drink too much at night, how can you hurry?

Uncle Jiu smiled, and said as he walked, "This kid has a good capacity for alcohol. He usually drinks a little until he's fine, but you're here today, so he probably has to drink until dawn."

"what……"

The corner of Yang Chen's mouth twitched.

He really hadn't had a drink with Simu before.

On Maoshan, there is no wine.

Although the precepts do not stipulate that drinking is not allowed, but Maoshan is full of Taoist priests, who dares to drink?

Now it seems that after the four eyes went down the mountain, they were indulgent.

Soon, Uncle Jiu took out all the good wine he had collected.

As soon as the lid was opened, there were four eyes.

"Good wine, this is better than the wine I drank last time." With four eyes half-closed, he put the copper bell on the table and picked up the wine jar with a smile.

Uncle Jiu has long been used to his appearance, so he didn't say much, poured Yang Chen a glass of wine, and then said slowly: "Simu, how long do you plan to stay this time?"

"Ah..." Simu put down the wine jar, smacked his lips in satisfaction, and said, "Not necessarily, maybe let's go tomorrow night, let alone me, where are your two apprentices?"

Chapter 22

As soon as Wencai and Qiusheng were mentioned, Uncle Jiu became angry and said, "Those two boys have already gone to bed."

"Oh..." Four eyes didn't ask any further questions, and turned to look at Yang Chen: "Little Chenzi, how were you doing in Maoshan before? How many exercises have you learned?"

Yang Chen froze for a moment.

He didn't intend to tell the two of them about becoming the senior brother of Maoshan, so as not to embarrass everyone, he said: "Before, I have been practicing under the head of the sect, so it's not bad."

Simu nodded, picked up the wine jar and poured it again.

Slowly, the sky is getting brighter.

The three of them were almost done drinking, and they all fell asleep on the table.

It wasn't until dawn that Wen got ready to make breakfast and woke up the three of them.

The three returned to the room in a daze, and continued to sleep.