Reborn Zombie Supreme

Click~

The door opens automatically.

It was like a ghost reaching out to open the car door.

Guozi's face twitched, but he kept his expression as expressionless as possible. He watched He Cheng get into the car and sit down. He took two deep breaths before sitting in the car.

He may also be a little uneasy. Can the lady really deal with him and successfully manipulate him?

The car drove slowly, from ordinary to prosperous, then to ordinary, and finally stopped at a small house.

Two pillars were erected in the courtyard, and the yin energy escaped through the cracks in the door.

"The yin energy is so heavy, it's even worse than the underworld."

Yan Hong raised her head and looked at the sky in the small house, feeling surprised in her heart.

"With such a strong Yin Qi, wouldn't Yin Zha care about it?"

"I'm afraid they can't control it."

He Cheng patted his belly. He had almost eaten up all the bad things in this city. Otherwise, it would not have been Jiuju's group to be so rampant and create such a vicious Feng Shui situation.

"please!"

Get off the car with a Chinese character face, open the door and lead the way.

Japanese-style courtyard with low walls.

Stone lampposts stand at both ends of the house, and low shrubs are planted on both sides.

The bird flapped its wings and passed by the house, never coming close.

Paper windows, double doors, black tiles, and the "Jiuju Yi Sect" sect badge at the door.

There is a small water wheel next to the clear pool, which scoops up water and pours it into the upturned bamboo tube. When the bamboo tube is full, it falls down again.

The water flows back into the clear pool.

A few more cicadas chirping and frogs croaking, and the Japanese house is completely restored.

"please!"

The Chinese-character face shouted "please" again, opened the door and walked in.

"Boss, I brought you Zhuzhu! That money you mentioned?"

He Cheng walked in and saw a muscular man standing outside the Japanese sliding door, with a confused girl beside him.

A woman's voice came from inside, which sounded very gentle.

"No one really cares about her life or death? We can't get into trouble in this business!"

The muscular man nodded repeatedly: "Don't worry, there is only a 78-year-old grandma in Dongpinggou. Her eyesight is blurred and her ears are deaf! Even if they can't find her, others will think that she couldn't help being poor in a small place and ran away on her own." Understand!"

"Well"

The Chinese-character face just walked over.

The muscular man stopped him and said: "The boss promised me to pay, please pay."

The Chinese-character face glanced at him up and down, and finally took out two bundles of banknotes and handed them over.

"Thank you! Thank you! Don't worry, boss, I will definitely bring more people to work in the future!"

The muscular man accepted the money excitedly, then squatted down and said to the bewildered girl, "Zhuzhu, do you know that you should listen to the big boss here? If you have a chance in the next life, I will let you be my concubine!"

"Eddie, what did you say?" Zhuzhu also noticed something was wrong and felt bad in her heart.

I wanted to raise my hand to hold him, but was kicked away instead.

The muscular man who got the money was overjoyed and left happily.

"Eddie! What are you doing!"

She stood up, knocked her face away, and ran past He Cheng, trying to escape.

But her body suddenly stiffened.

"Meow!"

A cat meowed from inside the house.

Zhuzhu screamed along with the cat's meow, her body floated up uncontrollably, her neck seemed to be strangled by invisible threads, and she was hung up to the ceiling.

His feet were dangling in the air, his tears were squeezing out, and his tongue was drooping. He pulled the old man back.

Zhuzhu began to struggle, her face turned livid, and her expression was ferocious.

The struggle soon stopped, and she fell from the air and was caught in Guozilian's arms.

"Sorry!" He nodded and apologized to He Cheng.

Show off your power?

He Cheng smiled slightly.

"It turns out that a distinguished guest is here. I was dealing with private matters just now. I'm very sorry!"

Wearing a black kimono, with her hands clasped in front of her body, the woman who looked like Yamato Nadeshiko walked out with small steps and saluted He Cheng and apologized.

Her eyes glanced at He Cheng and then placed them next to him.

Apparently she could see Yan Hong.

"You two, please come in..."

Follow the kimono woman through the door and sit on the tatami.

There are very few decorations in the room, only a table with the fragrance of tea, a square mirror, a ball of red rope, a vase of chrysanthemums, and a white cat strangled by a red rope.

The newly deceased girl Zhuzhu was placed far away and lay flat on her back.

"You're looking for me?"

He Cheng grabbed the tea cup on the table and took a sip, smacking his lips.

"Hearing about the reputation of the divine general, Michiko has never had the opportunity to meet him."

"Well, that's easy to talk about."

Being interrupted, Michiko's face changed slightly, but she still kept smiling, especially when she saw He Cheng looking in the mirror, the smile on her face became even stronger.

"We are mainly engaged in the drug business in Kowloon. Of course, having said this, you are not interested..."

She directly put aside the polite words and said: "I want to get your guidance to take myself to a higher level! Of course, I will give you 10 million as a thank you!"

In her eyes, although the man in front of her could not tell the difference, the female ghost's strength was similar to hers, so it was estimated that the man would not be much stronger.

Just what she needs.

"Yanhong, drink tea!"

"Yes, Master..." Yan Hong nodded, picked up the tea cup and smelled it gently. The fragrance of the tea was much lighter. When she smelled it again, the tea had turned into clear water.

"Master?" Michiko's expression changed slightly. Being able to call a ghost of the same level as herself a master means that her strength must be higher.

She sat up straight, covered her mouth and smiled softly, "Of course, in addition to 10 million, we will also let you buy shares as dividends. Many high-level officials in Hong Kong need our Jiuju faction to pray for blessings. If you have any needs, please..."

"Why!"

He Chengyi waved his hand.

"Didn't the Jiuju sect come down from the Tang Dynasty?"

"What do you mean?"

"I want to see all the secret books of your Jiuju sect!"

Bang——! !

The red rope was straightened and made a sound like a guzheng string.

Michiko held the dead cat's body in her hand and wrapped it with wool.

He Cheng suddenly felt a weak force wrapping around his wrist.

Michiko finished wrapping her wrists, ankles, and neck, and finally grabbed one end of the red rope with her left and right hands. Yamato Nadeshiko's smile faded, leaving only a sinister look.

"You seem insincere!"

"You were the one who asked me to come, and now you don't agree to my conditions. Do you really think I am Cao Cao?"

He Cheng shuddered slightly, and the red rope tied to the cat was suddenly freed.

The seven souls are tied up with red ropes, similar to scarecrows coming to harm people.

Coincidentally, He Cheng happened to have seven souls, but he also had three souls now, so he was caught by the mirror.

The red rope broke inch by inch, Michiko's expression changed, and she jumped to the side of the girl Zhuzhu with some somersaults that were more agile than a monkey.

Wrap a small piece of red string around her ring finger, and then cast a spell. The dead Zhuzhu came to life and walked towards He Cheng step by step!

"Walking corpse!"

Seeing Zhuzhu walking up to him step by step, he raised his hand as if to slap He Cheng's head off, but he gently raised his hand and knocked him away, taking Michiko with him.

In front of the zombie ancestors, controlling the walking corpses to cause trouble, isn't it just asking for death?

"I don't have time to play house with you."

He Cheng stood up and said, "Do you agree to what I said?"

"Jiuju's secret technique cannot be worn outside, I'm very sorry!" Michiko bowed her head in resignation, but only the floor knew how strong the anger on her expression was.

"Then I can only grab it forcefully!"

A recently deceased person can become a walking zombie. Not only is he extremely powerful, but he is not afraid of the sun, and the cost is lower than raising a zombie. How could He Cheng not be tempted?

He didn't dare to forget that he had suffered from the underworld's evil deeds, and Liang Zi had formed a knot early.