I, Ninth Uncle, Junior Brother: God-Class Papermaker

After giving instructions to Wencai Qiusheng, Jiu Shu said to Han Li who was on the side: "Junior Brother, let's go!"

"Um!"

Han Li nodded, and followed Jiu Shu towards Yizhuang.

Graveyard.

Wencai Qiusheng split up and began to incense on the grave next to him.

"It's a shame to die at such a young age, let me give you one more!"

At this moment, Qiu Sheng came to a tomb next to him, looked at the beautiful young woman in the photo on the tombstone, sighed slightly, and said, after all, he took out three incense sticks from the handful of incense in his hand and inserted them. At the grave.

After doing this, he was about to turn around and leave.

"thanks!"

At this time, an ethereal voice reached Qiu Sheng's ears.

Qiu Sheng's figure stiffened, his face turned in horror and looked at the tomb on the side. The tomb remained unchanged and stood quietly on the spot. The photo of the beautiful woman on the tombstone was still smiling, as if looking at Qiu Sheng with a smile. .

Just when Qiusheng was panicking.

"Brother! Brother!"

Wencai next to him ran over in a panic and collided with Qiu Sheng.

"What are you doing?"

Qiu Sheng had just been frightened by the tombstone in front of him. At this moment, he hadn't slowed down a bit. He glared at the Wencai on the side and said.

"Brother, look!"

With that said, Wencai handed the two short and one long incense in his hand to Qiu Sheng who was aside to see.

Looking at the incense in Wencai's hand, Qiu Sheng's expression suddenly changed. At this time, he didn't care about what happened next to him. He looked serious and said to Wencai on the side: "Go! Let's take the incense and show it to the master. !"

After speaking, he pulled up the literary talent on the side and hurried to Yizhuang quickly.

At this time, Han Li had already followed Jiu Shu back to the Yizhuang.

"Uncle Nine, we have already placed the coffin in the morgue."

The young men next to him screamed at Jiu Shu Han Li.

"good!"

"Then let's go first!"

With that, several strong men turned and left Yizhuang.

Han Li and Uncle Jiu came to the morgue. After they looked at each other, they pushed the coffin cover away.

Looking at the corpse in front of him, Han Li's expression was serious. The corpse of old man Ren, who had just been taken out of the coffin and was very ordinary, had already swollen face at this time. The original white body had already begun to turn blue and green at this time. The time also began to grow, turning into a dark green appearance.

Uncle Jiu on the side looked at the corpse in front of him, his face suddenly changed.

"He is going to become a zombie!"

At this time, Han Li said to the Jiushu who was aside seriously.

"Brother, are you sure we don't burn it?"

Uncle Jiu was silent for a while, and said with a bitter smile to Han Li, "Junior Brother Han, on the mountain, the master must have only told you, we must cast down demons and eliminate demons to maintain the stability of the world, but didn't tell you. Clearly, how do we want to destroy demons and how to survive in this complicated world."

Han Li was stunned for a moment, then looked at the Jiushu who was aside.

At this time, Uncle Ji sighed and looked at Han Li in front of him and sighed: "Master Ren said very clearly that we cannot burn his father's body. If we still burn it, then Master Ren will definitely turn his face. Recognizing people, when the time comes, people in Renjia Town will not be on our side. Master Ren will not think that we saved him, and people in Renjia Town will not think that we saved them, yes, We have indeed done a good thing, but in this way, we may not end up any better, and we will not be able to save our lives. How can we talk about demons and demons in the future?"

Han Li was silent when he heard the words of Uncle Jiu.

Indeed, doing good deeds must also consider the reality. Anyway, I and others who should remind Master Ren have already reminded them.

What really happened has nothing to do with myself and others.

At this moment, Jiu Shu still wanted to say something to Han Li, when suddenly there was a rush of footsteps outside the door.

Han Li and Jiu Shu looked at the door of the morgue.

"Master! Master!"

Wen Cai Qiusheng rushed in with an anxious look on his face.

"What's the matter! Surprised!"

Uncle Jiu said with some dissatisfaction towards the two disciples in front of him.

"Fragrant! Look at this incense!"

Qiu Sheng swallowed, and said to Jiu Shu with a slight anxious expression on his face.

At this time, Jiu Shu's eyes fell on the few incense sticks in Qiu Sheng's hands, and Jiu Shu's eyes suddenly scowled.

He took the incense from Qiusheng.

"People are most afraid of three longs and two shorts, and incense is the most afraid of two shorts and one long, but the incense burns like this..."

As he said, Uncle Ji sighed, shook his head and put the incense in his hand aside. At this moment, the literary talent on the side turned towards the Jiu Uncle who was aside curiously and asked: "Master, then this What will happen if the incense is burned like this?"

"There must be someone lost in this incense at home!"

Uncle Ji sighed, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes.

"Master, is it Master Ren's house?"

Wencai continued to ask.

"Nonsense! It's not Renfu, is it here!"

Han Li glared at Wencai and said.

At this moment, Han Li turned his head and asked the Jiu Shu who was aside, "What do you plan to do, brother?"

"I am going to wrap this coffin with an ink fountain. Whether this crisis can be resolved depends on Master Ren's good fortune!"

Uncle Jiu gently shook his head and said.

Han Li nodded.

At this time, Uncle Ji continued to say to Han Li: "Junior Brother Han, I will wrap the coffin with an ink fountain. As for the Renfu side, I will have to pay attention to you!"

"Yeah! Don't worry, brother!"

Han Li nodded.

"Wencai, go and prepare paper, pen and ink!"

Wencai was stunned when he heard the words of Uncle Jiu.

"Master, what is a pen and paper sword?"

Seeing Wencai's confused look, Qiu Sheng on the side reluctantly said to Wencai in front of him: "It's yellow paper, red pen, black ink, kitchen knife, wooden sword!"

Uncle Ji shook his head, looked at Qiu Sheng on the side and said, "Qiu Sheng, go and catch a big cock!"

"Yes! Master!"

Soon, all the things were brought over, and the Jiu Shu opened the altar, using black ink and rooster blood to make an ink fountain.

"You two, fill the coffin with the ink fountain line, remember, don't miss anything!"

"Yes! Master!"

Wen Cai Qiusheng nodded quickly.

"Brother, come out, I will tell you something!"

With that, Han Li followed Jiu Shu out of the morgue and came outside.

Uncle Jiu said to Han Li with a serious face: "Junior Brother Han, you must pay attention to Renfu, but if you encounter zombies, you must first protect yourself, and then think about saving people. If you go out, What's the problem, it's really hard for me to explain to the master!"

"Well, don't worry, brother!"

Han Li nodded.

At this time, Uncle Ji groaned a little, took out seven or eight talismans from his arms and handed them to Han Li who was aside.

"Brother, brother, you and me, there is nothing good to give you. These mid-rank thundering charms are collected by senior brother and I am giving you a hole card!"

"Brother, don't use it, after all..."

Han Li was stunned for a moment, he wanted to refuse.

"Okay, put it away!"

Jiu Shu said to Han Li.

Han Li hesitated for a moment, and still took Fu Lu from Jiu Shu.

Uncle Ji nodded, and he took out an Eight Trigrams mirror from his arms.

"Senior brother, I don’t have any good things to give you. This elementary Magical Item Eight Trigrams mirror, I opened it all, and I will make it for you as a self-defense!"

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