Deadly Appointment: I, the fortune teller, am actually the zombie king?

Qiu Sheng said and went to sleep.

His eyes were puffy and black, and he looked like he had some serious illness.

Ninth Uncle took out a small bottle from his arms.

He poured a drop of liquid from it and applied it to the eyelids of both eyes.

Then, he looked at Qiu Sheng, who had fallen asleep.

Sure enough, a vague black qi surrounded Qiu Sheng's body.

As he guessed.

Qiu Sheng did not return overnight, and when he came back, he looked like this again.

Ninth Uncle guessed that Qiu Sheng had encountered a mountain spirit ghost and was sucked in by others.

When the essence is sucked, the essence of the person will be damaged.

Without a March or May cultivation, it is difficult to repair this lost essence.

Ninth Uncle sighed and decided to wait for Qiu Sheng to wake up before asking properly.

He picked up the sticky rice that had been dropped on the side and walked towards the room where Wen Cai was.

When passing through the east wing room, I met Ren Tingting, who was woken up.

"Ninth Uncle!"

Ren Tingting shouted softly.

"Can you cook porridge?"

Ninth Uncle asked.

"It will be a little, I got it myself when I was in the provincial capital."

Ren Tingting replied.

"Well, wait for your rice porridge."

"Drinking more glutinous rice porridge is good for Wencai to get rid of corpse poison. 850"

"Remember, don't let the pyrotechnics get into the porridge, otherwise it won't be so useful."

Ninth Uncle ordered.

"Okay."

Ren Tingting took a small bag of glutinous rice that Uncle Jiu had taken out and went to the kitchen obediently.

Ninth Uncle entered Wen Cai's room.

He found that Wen Cai did not stay in bed.

"Wencai!"

Ninth Uncle shouted loudly.

"Master, I'm here!"

Wencai's voice came from the side room.

"If you don't say anything, I thought you had become a zombie!"

"Aren't you going to get back yet?"

Ninth Uncle scolded angrily.

Saying that, he poured a little of the glutinous rice in the bag on Wen Cai's bed.

"Coming~!"

"Bells, bells, bells, bells..."

"Master~Father~, people~coming~!"

"Bells, bells, bells..."

Wen Cai stepped on the pace of singing and walked out of the side room in a shrill and soft voice.

"What nerves!"

"If you don't hurry up and roll up, you really want to become a zombie."

Ninth Uncle glared at him speechlessly, and shouted sharply.

Wen Cai shrunk his neck, did not dare to continue to be funny in front of the master, and obediently jumped on the bed (ajbj).

"Hey, how weird is this sticky rice."

Wen Cai was puzzled in his heart.

Originally, when my feet stepped on the sticky rice, there would be a tingling sensation.

But now, apart from feeling my feet, there was no stinging sensation at all.

Don't......

Did I really turn into a zombie?

Wen Cai thought uncomfortably in his heart.

There were doubts in his heart, but he did not dare to tell Master.

Pretending to be beating without incident, leaving only Ninth Uncle with a back that kept jumping.

Ninth Uncle was still thinking about Qiu Sheng's affairs in his heart, and he didn't find anything abnormal in Wen Cai.

Until Uncle Nine walked out.

Wen Cai quickly ran over and closed the door and pulled out a file from his arms.

He tried, and the nails could be cut off, and the fangs that were spit out could be ground off.

That is, a little troublesome.

In the face of life and death, it is not a thing.

Qiu Sheng slept until dark.

He opened his hazy eyes, still feeling sleepy.

He looked out the window, and the bright moon in the sky startled him: "Why is it dark, how long have I slept?" "

Ninth Uncle sat on the side and said lightly: "I've all slept for a day." So sleepy, you went as a thief yesterday night? (Read violent novels, go on Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

Qiu Sheng yawned and said, "I didn't tell Master." When I came back, I encountered a thunderstorm, so I took shelter from a large family outside the town. I drank too much and couldn't come back. "

"Yesterday's moon stars were rare, where did the storm come from."

Ninth Uncle continued.

"Then..."

"Maybe I didn't come down here."

Qiu Sheng scratched his head and answered casually.

"Master, when I arrived in town yesterday, my aunt told me to go back today."

"It's not early, I'll go back first."

Looking at the night outside the window, Qiu Sheng suddenly said.

"It's dark and it's not safe in the wild. Can't you go back tomorrow? "

"No, my aunt seems to be in a hurry. I thought, I'd better go back. "

Qiu Sheng said, picked up the coat on the side and walked straight outside the house.

"Well, stay safe on the road."

"Remember, don't look back easily when you are in a hurry at night."

Seeing that he had decided to leave, Ninth Uncle did not continue to obstruct.

It was just a word of advice when Qiu Sheng walked out of the courtyard door.

Walking on the wild road at night, it is most likely to encounter mountain spirits and ghosts.

Qiu Sheng learned the Dao from him, although the Dao method was not perfect, but the body qi and blood were much more vigorous than ordinary people.

If ordinary ghosts want to confuse this apprentice, they must want to "extinguish the fire" for him.

People have three fires, one on the head of the middle and one on the left and right shoulders. This fire is also called the fire of anger, the fire of yang.

People who are full of qi and blood, these three fires burn more vigorously.

If frightened, the heart and liver will stagnate for a moment, and then the three fires will be extinguished.

"Got it, Master!"

Qiu Sheng replied and walked leisurely outside the courtyard.

He pushed his bicycle aside and was about to leave here.

"That's right, Master."

"I met the fortune teller yesterday."

"He said the same thing to me, don't look back when you are rushing in the field at night, why?" Will you encounter dirt? "

Qiu Sheng leaned in front of the courtyard door and asked suspiciously.

Remembering the few calls he heard when riding a bicycle in the dark night yesterday, the sweat behind Qiu Sheng couldn't help but stand up again.

"I'll explain it to you another day."

"Hurry back, stay safe on the road."

Ninth Uncle waved his hand and didn't say anything more.

"Oh!"

"Then I'll go back first."

Qiu Sheng replied.

With that, he got on his bike and disappeared into the night.

"Did he say that too..."

"Find a chance, you have to meet this little brother."

Ninth Uncle murmured a few times and instantly jumped up from the recliner.

He took the package placed aside and chased it in the direction Qiu Sheng left.

In the night, Qiu Sheng relied on the faint moonlight to gallop all the way.

When passing a fork in the road, he did not hesitate to turn to the left.

Following the route in his memory, Qiu Sheng's mood became more and more excited.

Yesterday night in that large courtyard, it seemed that I had some affair with the beautiful woman named Xiaoyu.

It's just that the memory is a little vague, and he can't tell if it's a dream or reality.

He couldn't wait to go over and ask clearly, and he couldn't wait to see the woman named Xiaoyu.

A figure appeared in the night, and the ninth uncle stood in front of the fork in the road.

On the left, the road to another town.

On the right, is the direction where Qiusheng's aunt's house is located.

"This bastard, I know he won't go back so honestly!"

Ninth Uncle looked at the very obvious traces of car reels on the muddy ground, and secretly cursed in his heart.