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Wu Qizhe quickened his pace and walked towards the yamen.

The zombie was only seriously injured last night. Under normal circumstances, it is impossible for him to come again, so he can leave Tingting with confidence.

As for the literary talent who is alone with Tingting, in my impression, he is a good and honest person, and it is impossible to do anything excessive!

......

At this moment, Qiu Sheng has come to the entrance of the yamen.

After walking around, I saw a big tree by the wall, wearing a night clothes with a gold collar and an extremely coquettish autumn life, climbed to the roof along the trunk of the tree.

The prison is not big, with only four or five cells, a large interrogation room next to it, and a courtyard-like place in the middle.

The only ones who went out were locked by the iron fence in the middle. They couldn't see the outside at the moment, and they were already closed.

So as long as the movement outside is not too loud, the outside will basically not find it.

Qiusheng looked around and jumped directly from the roof.

The landing sound was not loud, but not too small.

The ninth uncle in the cell immediately heard the movement. Could it be that the zombie woke up and quickly stood up.

Seeing the ninth uncle in front of the cage, he rubbed his head hard, and finally stretched out and looked towards the interrogation room.

On the stretcher, the corpse lay there without any change.

"call."

Finally relieved, Ninth Uncle planned to shrink his head back, but got stuck.

Ninth Uncle grabbed the rebar and pulled back hard, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't retract.

"Push"

Qiu Sheng, who had just arrived, couldn't help laughing when he saw the embarrassed appearance of his master.

"Where are you standing?" Uncle Jiu turned his head when he heard the voice and saw Qiu Sheng, his face flushed.

Qiu Sheng held back his smile: "It's nothing, I want to wait for you to retract your head first, and I will reappear."

"why?"

"I'm afraid you're embarrassed!"

"Stop talking nonsense, quickly help me get my head back!" Uncle Jiu couldn't stand his precious apprentice anymore.

"Oh."

Qiu Sheng squeezed Ninth Uncle's head and pushed it in, but it hurt to death, but he couldn't push it in.

"Can you use your brains?" Uncle Ninth patted his apprentice's hand.

"Okay, Master, don't blame me no matter what I do." Qiu Sheng smiled.

"It's not your fault, hurry up!"

After Ninth Uncle finished speaking, Qiu Sheng had already squatted on his waist.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

Just as Qiusheng took off Ninth Uncle's pants and was about to take them off, Ninth Uncle shrank back with a whistle.

"You bastard." Uncle Ninth pulled up his trousers and stretched out his hand to grab Qiusheng's head.

"Hey, master, you promised me that no matter what I do, you won't blame me." Qiu Sheng grabbed Jiu Shu's hand and smiled.

"Have you brought anything?" Uncle Jiu asked directly without talking nonsense.

"Bring it." Qiu Sheng took down the bag from his waist, and took out one thing after another: "Chicken blood, black ink, yellow talisman, ink bucket..."

"Where's glutinous rice?" Jiu Shu squatted down and asked.

"Bring it." Qiu Sheng took out a bowl of glutinous rice from his bag, wrapped in lotus leaves: "It's still hot, eat it while it's hot."

Qiusheng pushed aside the lotus leaves, and the glutinous rice was still steaming.

Uncle Jiu was dumbfounded. He stared at Qiusheng with wide eyes and was really speechless: "Have you cooked it? I want the raw glutinous rice to sprinkle around the zombie to block the zombie's anger."

"Then...then what should I do now..." Qiu Sheng was speechless and said wisely, "Can you feed the zombies?"

At this moment, the corpse lying on the wooden board suddenly sat up, his eyes with blood and tears suddenly opened, and then he walked down from the wooden board.

The newly resurrected zombie, whose body is not completely rigid, retains the characteristics of some people, and is at most a walking corpse.

But because it was bitten by the old zombie that old man Ren, his strength and defense are no longer inferior to ordinary zombies.

The zombie trembled, trembled, and walked towards the interrogation room.

"Scare, move, master, move." Qiu Sheng shouted with horror on his face.

Ninth Uncle had seen it, picked up tools such as black ink and chicken blood, and began to draw talismans. It is obvious that spells cannot be produced in batches, and long-term storage of spells will also affect the performance. It is better to get one on the spot, anyway, it only takes a few seconds.

"Quick, put the talisman on his head." Jiu Shu handed the drawn talisman paper to Qiusheng.

"Master, he's gone." When Qiu Sheng took the talisman paper, the zombie had disappeared from his sight.

"Go find it." Jiu Shu urged.

Seeing that the apprentice did not move, Jiu Shu continued: "Go, hurry up!"

"Oh." The expression on Qiu Sheng's face was not very good, and it was obvious that he was still afraid of moving zombies.

Qiu Sheng has been the apprentice of the ninth uncle for so long, but all the zombies he has seen are locked by spells and will run away on their own. This is the first time he has encountered them.

When Qiu Sheng timidly entered the interrogation room, the zombies didn't know where to hide.

After spitting, Qiu Sheng looked around, looked at the only door inside, quietly approached, found the switch next to the door, and pressed it hard.

The moment the door opened, Qiu Sheng turned to the door.

When he raised his hand, he pressed the talisman paper on the zombie's head, but in his sight, there was the same picture, and there was only a mirror in front of him.

Frightened to death, Qiu Sheng just wanted to breathe a sigh of relief.

But the next second, bang!

The whole mirror was shattered, and a zombie was revealed at the back.

"Roar."

The zombie roared, stretched out two hands with blue nails, and rushed towards Qiusheng.

The zombie was pushed against the door frame in front of the door, and under the force, Qiu Shengding flew out at once.

The zombie quickly stepped on the door frame and charged towards Qiusheng.

Before Qiusheng on the ground could stand up, he turned over and planned to escape, but his speed was not as fast as that of a zombie, and he was grabbed by the clothes behind him all at once.

The zombie lifted Qiu Sheng above his head and slammed into one of the walls.

boom!

The wall trembled faintly, and Qiu Sheng only felt a burning pain in his back.

The zombie didn't stop, strode forward, and smashed the wooden plank blocking the front. The morgue, made of simple wooden boards, two stools, was completely vulnerable in front of zombies.

It's just the movement, so big, that the guards outside have heard it.

The zombie rushed in front of him in the blink of an eye, Qiu Sheng grabbed the wooden frame holding the prisoner, and his arm was so strong that he jumped up.

Qiusheng jumped onto the wooden frame without hesitation, turned over and jumped again, and the arm that the zombie grabbed was empty.

Qiu Sheng, who fell from the sky, just fell behind the zombie.

The zombie roared and turned around, but Qiu Sheng was sticking it to his forehead with a talisman paper.

Done, looking at the immobilized zombie, Qiu Sheng finally breathed a sigh of relief, a smile appeared on his panicked face.

"What's going on, what's going on, what's going on, go in and see!!"

Before Qiu Sheng could do anything, the door opened.

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