Zombie World: Maoshan Weird Doctor

"Hey, there's so much left!"

Qiusheng couldn't help but exclaim, and Wen Cai wiped a handful of saliva that was about to flow out, with an excited face.

"Don't say master, I didn't think about you!"

As he spoke, Uncle Nine opened the money bag, and then took out two pieces of ocean from it and handed them to the two of them.

"That's it! Just a piece of the ocean per person! "

Wen Cai couldn't believe his eyes, holding this piece of ocean in front of him, and asked Uncle Nine loudly.

"Yes, master, you're too picky, just give us a piece of the ocean!"

Qiusheng also couldn't help but complain on the side.

Although this piece of ocean can buy a lot of things in this era, it is not a small amount, but this master has a full eighty oceans, so he will give himself two people a piece each, which is too picky!

"What? If you don't want to, if you don't want to, give it back to me! "

"Yes! Willing! "

Seeing that Uncle Nine was about to take back the ocean in the hands of the two, the two hurriedly took the ocean into their arms and retreated again and again.

"Hmph, fight me!"

Uncle Nine muttered in a low voice, and said angrily: "Don't think that your master and I are picking the door, I saved this money for you, and I will immigrate to the big city to buy real estate for you in the future!" I really can't understand the hard work of being a teacher at all! "

Qiusheng: @#%*!

Wencai: @#%*!

The ghost believes that what you say is true, and if you can say that you are like this, there is only the master in this world!

"What? I don't think you two are happy, why don't we break it up again? "

"No, no, we understand, we understand!"

Seeing that Uncle Jiu's face changed slightly, Qiusheng and Wencai hurriedly waved their hands again and again, and put on a smile that was more ugly than crying.

"Hmph, that's pretty much it!"

After that, Uncle Nine pointed to a stack of talismans on the table, and said, "Paste these corpse talismans on the coffin in a while, and after pasting, Qiusheng will go back to your aunt's house, Wencai, you stay and watch." "

"Huh? I'll be left alone! "

As soon as he heard Uncle Nine say this, and then thought of what a few people said just now about the corpse of Old Lady Ren, Wen Cai was so frightened that he trembled all over, and hurriedly shouted.

"What? Or should I stay? "

Uncle Nine frowned and looked at Wen Cai, his face full of displeasure.

Wencai: @#%*!

"Haha, I'm going to work hard for you tonight!"

As soon as he heard that he had nothing to do, Qiusheng jumped high and came to the table and pasted the corpse talismans on the coffin one by one.

Wen Cai wants to cry without tears, and there is no way, at the moment he can only pray that this old lady will not be transformed, and Uncle Nine will quickly find a suitable tomb to bury him!

Otherwise, if you park it for such a long time, you will be scared to death before you are killed by zombies.

At midnight, Uncle Nine had already fallen asleep, and Qiusheng had also returned to his aunt's house.

Wen Cai, who was still very scared in the morgue, had already fallen asleep on the bed, and he was still chanting Ren Tingting's name from time to time.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

。。。。。。

Slowly, Old Lady Ren's coffin began to move, and a dull impact sound kept coming out of the coffin.

Even the whole coffin began to shake slightly.

Wen Cai slept soundly, completely unaware of what was happening, even though he was the closest person to the coffin, he didn't notice the slightest movement.

"Squeak...

Slowly, the coffin board was gradually pushed up by a force, and there was a burst of sound.

The palm, which had been dark and dry, covered with sharp nails, slowly stretched out from the gap, constantly groping.

"Zila!"

As if a corrosive sound came, the palm of the hand instantly emitted a burst of white smoke after touching the ink fountain line on the coffin, and then the whole hand instantly retracted into the coffin.

"Bang!"

In an instant, the coffin board fell heavily on the coffin, and this sound woke up Uncle Jiu, who had just fallen asleep for a long time.

After confirming that it was the sound coming from the morgue, Uncle Nine put on his clothes and ran to the morgue like a wind.

Fortunately, there was no movement in the coffin, and the entire morgue was surrounded by the regular snoring of Wencai.

"Sleep like a pig!"

Uncle Nine muttered, then picked up the oil lamp on the side and walked slowly to the coffin.

Tsai carefully observed the subtle changes on the coffin, for fear that something unexpected would happen.

"Bang!"

Just when Uncle Nine was about to check the place where the palm of his hand touched the coffin ink fountain line just now, a muffled sound came.

I saw Wen Cai fall off the bed and lie on the ground on all fours, but he didn't wake up, just like just now, snoring came and went.

"Hey, this guy is still afraid, I think he is the most suitable to see Yizhuang!"

Uncle Nine stepped forward and helped Wen Cai back to the bed, and couldn't help complaining, but he still cared about changing the quilt for him, and then walked out of the morgue and went back to the house to rest.