Just a quick calculation, you are a fugitive!

A Biao's eyes suddenly widened in fear.

Just as he was about to scream, Lin Jingyu covered his mouth with his hand. The latter shook him slowly, signaling him not to get excited and to calm down.

The two of them turned back quietly and saw that in a short period of time, Lao Ye's body was almost covered with thick hair. The hair was very thick and gray, and it looked as long as fingers.

Scary, too scary!

Mom, help!

Su Chen glanced at the expressions of the two and shook his head helplessly.

It's right!

I reminded you to go out before, who asked you two to make trouble directly?

Fortunately, although Lao Ye's hair was longer, he did not get impulsive to hurt people. His eyes were still on Su Chen, staring at him.

After a long time, he said: "Young man, tell me!"

The evil spirit generated by the zombie is invisible, but this roar made Su Chen subconsciously shudder. This is the natural reaction of the original owner's body.

Fortunately, Su Chen's consciousness is strong and he stabilized quickly.

Seeing this, Lin Jingyu hurriedly winked at Su Chen and shook his head slightly, signaling him not to say anything to provoke Uncle Ye.

It's too late!

Since it's over, the Tianshi of Tianshi Mansion never lies.

Su Chen looked at Lao Ye with regret: "Uncle Ye, your son had a disaster when he was 19 years old, and it was also a death disaster. That time, he was not so lucky."

"What?"

Lao Ye panted anxiously, and the long hair under his mouth and nose kept flying with his breath.

Then the three of them heard a "click" sound.

The wooden dining table suddenly broke apart, and the source was Lao Ye's hairy hand on the table.

"It's over, it's over, this time it's dead!"

The next moment, the dining table broke and fell directly.

Lin Jingyu and A Biao hurriedly dodged, and the two looked at each other, with bitter smiles on their faces, but when they turned their heads and saw Su Chen with a calm face, they finally stabilized.

Yes, yes, yes!

My buddy is a master, very powerful.

So both of them looked at Su Chen for help.

Su Chen: "..."

I can't protect myself either, okay?

However, as a rare genius in Tianshi Mansion, with the secret technique he has mastered, although he can't deal with Mao Jiang, he can still delay it.

But that's for later.

At this moment, Mao Jiang doesn't seem to have completely lost his mind, so there is still a chance.

Thinking of this, Su Chen cleared his throat.

"Uncle Ye, do you still want to see Awang?"

Old Ye was mad: "My Awang is dead, how can I wait?"

As soon as the voice fell, a strong wind blew in the cramped little shop, and the small jars of seasonings and chopsticks on the table fell to the ground.

Lin Jingyu and A Biao closed their eyes and buried their heads in their arms.

In the strong wind, Su Chen still sat upright.

"But," he said calmly, "Uncle Ye, don't you want to know where Awang died? Don't you want to collect his body?"

The most important thing in this area of ​​Cuicheng is to bury the dead, so the funeral is a big deal, not to mention that Uncle Ye loves his son so much.

Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, Old Ye's rapid breathing suddenly stopped.

His protruding eyes gradually returned to normal.

The strong wind stopped, and Lin Jingyu heard him anxiously saying: "Yes, yes, my poor Awang, young man, tell me where Awang died, I have to collect his body, I have to buy a cemetery for him, I..."

Old Ye stood up and said: "I have money, I can also sell the shop, I want to choose a good cemetery for Awang, and then hold a big ritual, Awang, where is Awang?"

Su Chen quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

Sure enough, it was different from the hairy zombies in the original world.

He stood up and said: "Uncle Ye, if you find Awang, you can hold your funeral together."

Old Ye was stunned: "You, you, what are you talking about, young man?"

Su Chen's eyes fell on the back of his hand.

Old Ye lowered his head and saw a hairy hand.

Looking up, he saw that Ayu and A Biao were both huddled in the corner in fear.

He smiled bitterly: "You all saw it!"

Lin Jingyu and A Biao nodded with a dry smile.

"Uncle Ye, you must have been sick a while ago and didn't die. The strong unwillingness made you force your soul to stay in your body, and you became a zombie."

"Zombie? Zombie?" Lin Jingyu's eyes widened.

Su Chen nodded: "And Uncle Ye is now a mid-level zombie hairy zombie, not afraid of water or fire, with a copper skin and iron bones."

"So powerful?" A Biao's eyes lit up.

Old Ye was stunned, slowly stepped back, and sat at the dining table at the other end, looking lonely.

"I, I thought I had kept it a secret."

"I didn't expect you to find out."

After a moment of silence, Old Ye thought of his son and perked up again: "Young man, where is my Awang? And how did he die?"

Su Chen had already stood up, looked around the shop, and found a coat: "Uncle Ye, put it on. We are going to find Awang and we need to go out in broad daylight. Don't scare people."

Old Ye nodded blankly and put it on obediently.

Lin Jingyu and A Biao finally breathed a sigh of relief when they saw this.

Su Chen turned around: "Brother Biao, I have to trouble you to hire a car. We have to go to the beach, which is a bit far."

Although Cuicheng is close to the sea, the urban area is on the bank of Qingjiang River, a hundred kilometers away from the estuary.

Old Ye's eyes were full of sadness when he heard this: "I, my Awang was, was..." before he got on the boat.

Su Chen nodded.

"Brother Lin, do you have a body bag?"

"Yes, yes, I'll find someone to get it. Wait a minute."

After A Biao and Lin Jingyu left, Su Chen said: "Uncle Ye, from the horoscope, I can only deduce that A Wang died that year, but the specific details of his death are not known to me because of my limited cultivation. I will wait and see when I get somewhere. If he was killed, Uncle Ye, do you want to call the police?"

Lao Ye gritted his teeth: "Repay, I must repay."

"I want to avenge Awang!"

As he spoke, he looked at Su Chen and sighed for a long time.

"Young boy, thank you."

"It's okay. It's rare for me to meet someone like you. It's Uncle Ye who gave me a lot of experience."

When Lin Jingyu and A Biao came back, the three of them froze and quickly went out and got into a taxi.

The driver was Zhang Wei, A Biao's friend. According to A Biao, he was a very brave man. When he was young, he stayed in a cemetery for several days to show off, and he got this reputation.

While driving, he looked in the rearview mirror and saw Lao Ye covering his face tightly. He was curious: "A Biao, uncle, what's wrong?"

"Oh, I'm sick. The doctor said I can't see the light or blow the wind," Lin Jingyu explained casually, and then asked, "Brother Wei, how long are we going to be here? Do we have time to come back for dinner? If not, if I see something to eat on the way back, I'll stop for a while. Go buy some."

Zhang Wei is also a smart person. Hearing that he didn't want to continue this topic, he smiled and nodded: "It's a bit far. Buy some cakes and take them with you. I brought a pot of hot water in the car, so you don't need to buy water."

After a bumpy journey, Zhang Wei was at a loss when he arrived at the beach.

"The beach is so big, where are you going?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Su Chen said: "Drive to the left."

Zhang Wei looked at A Biao and then at Lin Jingyu. Seeing that neither of them objected, he smiled and said, "Okay."

Su Chen guided us all the way, and soon we arrived at the old ferry on the seaside.

Zhang Wei got out of the car and took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, then handed the cigarette to A Biao and Lin Jingyu, and Su Chen. A Biao and Lin Jingyu both took a cigarette. Su Chen waved his hand: "No, I don't smoke."

Zhang Wei didn't force it, and took out a copper lighter to light their cigarettes. After puffing for a while, he glanced at Su Chen who was looking around, and asked A Biao in a low voice: "Brother Biao, who is this person?" ”

A Biao glared at him: "Don't talk nonsense, why don't you give me face? My brother doesn't smoke in the first place."

"Really? At this age, how can a man not smoke?" Zhang Wei muttered, then glanced at the tightly wrapped old Ye, "No, uncle is already sick, why do you still take him with you?" If you come to the beach to enjoy the breeze, your illness will become worse."

"He's looking for his son."

"Son?" Zhang Wei laughed, "This old ferry is covered with weeds. I'm afraid it has been abandoned for many years. There is not a single person in sight, let alone a fisherman. That's not how you make fun of me, right? I How could it be that stupid?”

A Biao blew out a puff of smoke and pointed at the body bag in Lin Jingyu's hand: "Did you see this? It's for the bones."

Zhang Wei: "!!!"