Reincarnation of Terror: a Hundred Times Reward

When Lin Chuan and Uncle Jiu were feasting in Yizhuang.

At the same time, in the suburbs late at night.

The original cemetery of the Ren family.

A middle-aged man in a gray robe.

It is above the graveyard, constantly wandering and observing.

I saw that after wandering for a while, he slowly squatted down, grabbed a handful of loess, put it on his nose, and took a light breath.

In the eyes of ordinary people, it is very normal loess.

He could smell a scent of corpse.

Moreover, the soil is very soft, obviously after being dug up, it was filled again.

"Hahaha, sure enough, the family listened to what my master said, moved the grave and released the zombies."

Throwing the loess in his hand, the gray-robed Taoist burst into laughter.

"Heh, my master dared to snatch the cemetery that my master liked, and I gave it to you, just to set up a situation... I really thought it would only make you unhappy for eighteen years, and your family would fall."

"Eighteen years later, the purpose of moving the grave is to release zombies and kill all the blood of the Ren family...I want your Ren family to kill off your children and grandchildren!"

"By the way, let this zombie be my material for refining corpses!"

There was a wild laugh.

The voice was loud, and it seemed very strange in this suburb.

After laughing for a while, the gray-robed Taoist slowly regained his composure.

Calculating the time, the zombies should have been killing their relatives and causing chaos for nearly a month.

At this time, after sucking so many living people's essence and blood, the deadly aura must be extremely strong.

Not in vain, his master set up a trick to train this zombie for eighteen years.

Now that the zombies are so mature, they are the best material for refining into golden armored zombies!

Thinking about it, the gray-robed Taoist priest took out gossip and a few copper coins.

And sat cross-legged on the cemetery, and began to calculate.

Ding……

As the copper coins fell to the ground, the gray-robed Taoist checked the results.

"Strange, I can't figure out the location of the zombie."

The gray-robed Taoist frowned.

On the face approaching madness, there was a trace of puzzlement.

Then, it was calculated a few more times.

It's just that, without exception, they all count as nothing.

It was as if, this zombie created by his master had disappeared out of thin air!

After trying several times, the gray-robed Taoist could only give up, and turned to calculate the fate of the Ren family at this time.

It stands to reason that it should be the fate of cutting off children and grandchildren.

But when he saw the result, his expression was obviously taken aback.

This Ren family, not only did not lose their children and grandchildren, but their luck gradually flourished.

"Someone helped them, broke the feng shui situation, and wiped out the zombies!"

The grey-robed Taoist priest was full of anger.

"How dare you destroy the zombies that my master has raised for eighteen years, the best material for refining golden-armored evil corpses."

"Whoever it is, must die!"

There was a low growl, and a murderous intent erupted.

Roar!

Roar!

Not far from the cemetery, two beast roars erupted.

A burst of evil intentions erupted, and the corpse aura soared to the sky!

It was the two zombies controlled by the gray-robed Taoist priest!

"Tomorrow, go to Renjia Town, find out the whereabouts of the Feng Shui master, and kill him first."

"Without Feng Shui master, I will slaughter the Ren family town again!"

...

the next day.

Lin Chuan woke up leisurely.

It's been a long time since I felt as relaxed as a vacation.

In Uncle Nine's world, the aura also withered.

Even if he stepped up his practice, his progress was extremely slow.

Therefore, during the few days he stayed here, Lin Chuan didn't think about cultivation, but just came here to relax.

He got up to wash, and when he came to the yard, he found Uncle Jiu standing at the door with a bundle on his back.

And Wencai Qiusheng didn't know what mistake he made, so he was fined to clean the yard early on.

"want to go out?"

Lin Chuan asked curiously.

"Yes."

Uncle Jiu looked at Lin Chuan and nodded with his burden on his back.