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

Bang!

Ren Fa was so angry that he slapped the table.

This Lin Jiu is getting more and more mischievous.

He ran over early in the morning and insisted on making him move, and said that his father was coming to kill him.

The Ren family has so many properties in the town, can they move as soon as they say it?

No...that's not the point.

The point is how could his father Ren Weiyong harm him?

Ren Weiyong is a well-known good man, even after his death, he would know that he entrusted his son with medicine in his dream.

Ren Jiazhen should build a statue for his father and put it in the temple instead of slandering him!

Seeing Ren Fa's disbelief, Lin Jiu explained: "Your father has turned into a zombie. I just fought against it yesterday. This thing is inhuman."

"You are inhumane! My father is a well-known benevolent man! If you keep talking nonsense, believe it or not, I will find someone to demolish your Yizhuang!" Ren Fa was so angry that he pointed at Lin Jiu, his hands trembling.

"I'm not saying that Mrs. Ren Weiyong is inhuman, I mean that zombies are inhuman..." Lin Jiu tried to explain the difference, but he himself was a little dizzy, "Of course, Ren Weiyong is also inhuman after becoming a zombie."

"Get out!" Ren Fa was so angry that he threw things.

The people outside heard the sound and stretched their heads over to see the situation.

Ren Tingting rushed in first, supported Ren Fa, and helped him to calm his chest: "Father, you are not in good health, don't get so angry."

Qiu Sheng, who came in right behind Ren Tingting, stopped Lin Jiu who was furious: "Master, what is so serious?"

Behind others' backs, Qiu Sheng whispered in Lin Jiu's ear: "Master Ren is the richest man in our town, why are you offending him? The last time Captain Awei wanted to arrest you, Master Ren interceded!"

"I don't want to quarrel with him, but if the zombie sucks his blood and his skills improve, then the entire Renjia Town will be wiped out!" Lin Jiu clenched his fists, his expression excited.

Qiu Sheng reacted quickly: "The zombie you are talking about is Mrs. Ren Weiyong?"

Lin Jiu didn't hide anymore: "Exactly."

Qiu Sheng rolled his eyes, and suddenly his eyes lit up: "Yes!"

He pointed at Lin Jiu with his left hand: "You want to eliminate zombies."

Pointing to Ren Fa with his right hand: "He wants to honor his father."

The left and right hands gestured back and forth: "You two do your own thing, there is no need to conflict at all!"

"What do you mean?" Lin Jiu frowned, feeling that his apprentice was talking nonsense.

One wants to honor Ren Weiyong well, and the other wants to crush Ren Weiyong to ashes...is this called non-conflict?

"We can kill the zombies while Master Ren is honoring his father!" Qiu Sheng said, raising his eyebrows.

Lin Jiu stared, thoughtfully: "Tell me in detail."

Qiu Sheng lowered his voice and explained to the master: "Blood blood is very important to zombies. You said we sent Ren to Ren Weiyong at this time, can he hold back?"

"Zombies are inhuman, and they can't bear the blood food delivered to their door." Lin Jiu said firmly.

"Then we'll take the opportunity to kill him!" Qiu Sheng cut the air with his left hand.

Lin Jiu's eyes lit up.

"You want to sit back and wait...Ambush by Ren Fa's side. If we prepare well in advance, we will have a better chance of winning."

Then Lin Jiu shook his head lightly: "No, this is too dangerous, in case Ren Weiyong sucks Ren Fa first while we are not careful..."

"We can do it during the day!"

"Will zombies come out during the day?" Lin Jiu asked curiously.

"Master, you ask me?" Qiu Sheng rolled his eyes.

Qiu Sheng just provided an idea. Lin Jiu, who has a better understanding of the nature of zombies, can emanate more details from this idea.

"You boy, you are still useful sometimes." Lin Jiu pondered for a moment, and couldn't help but praise his apprentice.

Qiu Sheng rolled his eyes.

This master is good at everything, but he is not very good at speaking.

Lin Jiu was lost in thought.

Zombies are the most cloudy things in the world, and they usually don't appear during the day, and even the zombie Wang Xuankui is no exception.

But this time the situation is different. Lin Jiu knows where the zombies are and has the blood of close relatives as bait.

He felt that the IQ of the black zombie was not high, so he starved it for a few days first, and then used the blood of his closest relatives to lure it...

There is a good chance of success.

After Lin Jiu figured it out, he immediately changed his smile.

"Master Ren, I was the one who said something wrong just now, so I offended you."

Ren Fa was also persuaded by his daughter, and snorted: "Although we have been friends for more than ten years, we can't talk about my father's affairs."

Lin Jiu clasped his hands and said, "Oh, I'm also for the safety of the Ren family town... In this way, you pick some old clothes of Mrs. Ren, and I will choose a good day to build a clothes grave for your father."

"Old Master Ren has a resting place, so he won't harm future generations."

"This..." Ren was taken aback for a moment.

It sounds like it makes sense.

Lin Jiu was well-known in Renjia Town, so Ren Fa had to seriously consider what he said.

After thinking about it for a long time, Ren Fa felt that there was nothing wrong with it.

"Okay, as long as you don't insist on me moving, the matter of the clothes... I'll listen to you."

Chapter 11

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Ren Weiyong lay in the coffin, listening to the familiar electronic voice prompt.

The days of lying and winning are so boring and boring.

It has been three days since Lin Jiu attacked last time.

In the past three days, Ren Weiyong has obtained more than 20 years of Taoism, and his state of black stiffness has become more and more stable.

If he fought Lin Jiu again, Ren Weiyong felt that his odds of winning would increase from [-]-[-] last time to [-]-[-].

Ren Weiyong is of course the one with a [-]% chance of winning.

At this moment, Ren Weiyong heard the sound of drums and gongs beating.

"what's the situation?"

Looking at it, I saw a group of people coming down from the foot of the mountain, all of them were beaming, and the gongs and drums were blaring, very lively.

The leader is none other than Ren Weiyong's cheap son, the richest man in Renjia Town, Ren Fa.

Beside Ren Fa is Lin Jiu in Taoist robe and bun.

Lin Jiu was expressionless, leading a team of gongs and drums behind, and some people were holding paper carts and paper figurines, as if they were here to sacrifice something.

"They came this way."

Ren Weiyong suddenly realized that it was Lin Jiu who wanted to deal with him.

Ren Fa was probably coaxed here.

It's just that Lin Jiu still brought so many people...

"Is he going to dig me out?"

Ren Weiyong also considered that Lin Jiu would choose to trouble him during the day.Therefore, Ren Weiyong usually hides in a cave three or four meters deep underground, watching the situation outside with a wisp of Yin Qi.

If Lin Jiu wanted to dig him out, he had to dig three feet into the ground.

In the era without excavators, this number of people is simply not enough.

A moment later, Ren Fa led a large group of people to the cemetery.

Lin Jiu waved his hand to stop the team.

"Master Ren, I think this place has very good geomantic omen, how about your father's tomb?"

Ren Fa tapped the surroundings a few times with his hands, and said vigorously: "The area around Jiuyin Mountain is all the Ren family's land, whichever land you like, you can use that land! As long as my father is buried here, I will be blessed Ze Zisun, let the Ren family prosper and make a fortune!"

Lin Jiu started to act.

Ren Weiyong frowned.

Clothes grave?

"This Lin Jiu, who proposed to build me a tomb, must have no good intentions."

"Forget it, anyway, it's not easy for me to go out now, so let's see what happens."

Ren Weiyong thought for a while, and decided to wait and see what happened.

I saw Lin Jiu took out the gossip, stepped on the seven-star step, wandered around, and finally chose a location.

"This land is a good cave. If you bury your father here, your Ren family can prosper for at least another 20 years!"

"Then here it is." Ren Fa nodded casually.

He believed that even if his own father died, he would go underground to bless his descendants and grandchildren's house to prosper.

But the problem is that his father's bones have not been found yet, and now it is a clothes tomb.

I guess the old man won't be able to hear me begging my father to bless me now, so I don't need to do anything extra.

"Raise the coffin and bury it!"

Lin Jiu was very professional in doing this. Even when he was buried in a tomb, he followed the procedure and was meticulous.

"Congratulations to the old man Ren Weiyong for a good journey!"

Following Lin Jiu's yell, the sound of digging the soil and lowering the coffin came from outside.

After about an hour of busy work, the process was finally completed.

"Master Ren, please come forward and talk to the old man." Lin Jiu stepped aside and invited Ren Fa to come forward.

Ren Fa did not doubt that he was there, walked to the tombstone, and respectfully kowtowed a few times.

Just when he entered the dead zone, Ren Weiyong suddenly felt palpitations.

It was as if the shark smelled blood, all the cells in its body were in a state of hyperactivity, and its eyes turned red.

"Suck him, suck him, I can be promoted!"

An urgent voice sounded in his mind.

Ren Weiyong himself was taken aback.

Ren Weiyong has a good impression of Ren Fa, this cheap son.

After all, it is the blood of this body, even if there is no family relationship, there is also the origin of blood.

Besides, Ren Fa is not a bad person.

Ren Weiyong never thought of drinking Ren Fa's blood like in the original novel.

But at this time, Ren Fa's blood is so full of temptation...

"The loving father bites the teeth, and the wanderer sucks. Twelve times a second, every time a critical strike."

Ren Weiyong thought of jokes like "Father resigns and son laughs" to divert his attention, and firmly suppressed his instinct to rush out.

It's useless!

It's like a man's conditioned reflex, a little impulsive, can't help it...

He could only use the turtle's breath technique, hoping to cover up his breath fluctuations.

outside the tomb.

Lin Jiu held the copper coin sword hidden in his cuff with his backhand, looked around vigilantly, and was ready to protect Ren Fa's safety at any time.