Zombie World: The Ghost Marriage Wife Comes to the Door

"Oh! Since everyone can't wait, let's get started!"

Huang Tianba glanced at the others, thinking that he was also very hungry, so he nodded and indicated that they could start eating.

He found a wash basin from the house and beat Sang Biao a lot. As for Hu Mei'er, he asked her to transform into a human form and do it herself.

This made the people around him stunned, and they almost felt that the fish meat was not fragrant.

"No wonder it is said that fox spirits can charm all living beings. The ancients were not deceiving me!"

Si Mu held the bowl and muttered to himself with a dull face. After coming to his senses, he hurriedly asked:

"Tianba, does Miss Mei'er have any sisters or something? Ask her to introduce one to me!

Don't get me wrong, I don't mean anything else, I just want to exercise my concentration"

This guy said so, but the wretched expression on his face completely betrayed his heart.

"What are you thinking! Why would she introduce you to her sisters? Isn't it better if I accept them all?"

Huang Tianba glanced at him, shrugged with contempt, and then said unhappily:

"Didn't we meet one on the way back? I asked you about it, but didn't you look disgusted?"

"Fuck, you are so ashamed to say that to a woman like that. If she were around, let alone practicing concentration;

With that body odor, I'm afraid it won't be a few days, I might have to go down to find the ancestor"

The few people ate deliciously, but Master Ikkiu in the next room almost lost his mind.

He touched his rumbling stomach and chanted with a wooden fish. He kept beating it all night, almost making Simu go crazy.

The next morning, Huang Tianba got up to wash up, and saw Simu angrily spraying at Ikkiu, with saliva flying out.

"You old man, why are you so diligent in chanting and beating wooden fish all night? The Buddha is asleep, no matter how pious you are, he can't hear it"

Ikkyu wiped his face and said with a nonchalant smile:

"It doesn't matter whether the Buddha can hear it or not, as long as you can hear it"

"Hey, you old man, I want to buy your house"

Simu was furious and was about to go back to the house to get money.

Huang Tianba washed his face, walked out and said unhappily:

"Simu, you are satisfied with eating and drinking, and you don't let others be jealous. Do you want to vent your anger by chanting and beating wooden fish?"

"Uh! This is also"

Simu was stunned when he heard it, then nodded, and looked at Ikkyu with a sympathetic smile.

"Okay! If that's the case, I'll forgive you, old man.

If you really can't help it, you can come and eat together. Anyway, the Buddha is very busy and he won't know if you eat, hehehe!"

This time, it was Ikkyu who was angry, saying that he would continue chanting and beating wooden fish in the evening.

After lunch, everyone sat in the hall to drink tea and cool off, and suddenly there was a faint shouting outside.

Everyone put down their teacups, got up and came to the gate of the courtyard, and saw someone carrying a sedan chair and a wooden cart in the distance.

Huang Tianba didn't need to guess that it was Qianhe who only played in the peak game.

Sure enough, when the crowd approached, a skinny figure in a Taoist robe at the front smiled and pinched a Maoshan handprint.

"Senior Brother"

"Junior Brother"

Simu nodded in return.

Then Jiale and Qianhe's apprentices came over and saluted each other.

Huang Tianba was a little speechless watching their set. He didn't know who came up with those gestures. Don't they feel funny and shameful?

"Master Qianhe"

"Master Ikkyu"

A group of people nodded to each other and said hello. During this time, Simu also introduced Huang Tianba.

While several people were talking and greeting, a duck-voiced man in the crowd behind them shouted arrogantly:

"Hey! What are you doing? Who told you to stop?"

Qianhe frowned helplessly when he heard this voice, and then turned around and replied.

"Oh! Manager Wu, I want to borrow some glutinous rice from my senior brother"

"Glutinous rice? You..."

The guy wanted to say something, but was stopped by the child on the sedan chair, and asked the people next to him to take a break temporarily.

"Jia Le, go get sticky rice for Uncle Master"

Si Mu turned around and gave an order, then walked towards the wooden cart. When he got closer and saw the coffin clearly, his face became slightly solemn and said:

"A copper-horned gold coffin? It's still wrapped with an ink fountain net, Junior Brother, is there... inside?"

"Yes, it is indeed a zombie"

Qian He nodded and did not hide it. He knew what his senior brother was thinking, so he said helplessly first:

"This zombie is from the frontier royal family, so it cannot be burned. It must be transported back to the capital as soon as possible and handed over to the emperor for disposal"

"Tsk... The Qing Dynasty is gone now, so how can there be an emperor"

Huang Tianba next to him narrowed his eyes, disdainfully interjected, and then asked casually:

"Master Qian He, this idea of ​​transporting zombies, is itWho came up with it? "

Qianhe didn't care about his disdainful sarcasm, after all, it was the truth.

If he hadn't just come down the mountain, young and energetic, and wanted to support Long Ting, he wouldn't be stuck in the quagmire now, making it difficult to get out.

At this time, he heard Huang Tianba's question, and hurriedly said politely:

"This is a proposal from the worshiper in the capital to the emperor, saying that he was worried about the loss of dragon energy, and that the body had to be transported back to the capital to recover the dragon energy in it."

Huang Tianba didn't ask any more questions, but just nodded calmly.

When they said As he spoke, Ikkyu circled around the coffin and frowned as he looked over.

"Master Qianhe, why don't you take down the tent on the coffin and let the sun shine on it, so that at least the corpse qi can be suppressed."

Qianhe thought it made sense, so he gave instructions to several disciples.

"Yes, Master Yixiu is right, all of you take down the tents."

Then he took the glutinous rice that Jiale brought at this time and looked at Simu.

"Brother, let's say goodbye now."

"Well, go! Be careful on the road."

Simu nodded, watched his junior brother and the group leave, and couldn't help but sighed with a worried look:

"I hope Qianhe doesn't need the glutinous rice."

"Why?"

Jiale asked without knowing why, and looked at Simu seriously and said:

"Master, the coffin is actually made of gold, it's really magnificent!

I will make more money in the future, and when the master is gone, I will also use gold to make a coffin for you."

"Puff"

"Hahaha..."

Ikkiu couldn't help laughing when he heard this, and Huang Tianba also laughed in his heart.

When Simu heard Jiale's words, his face suddenly turned as dark as the bottom of a pot, and he pinched his face with a fake smile.

"Thank you so much! The master loves you so much!"

On the way back to the house, Jiale rubbed his cheeks with a grin. He didn't understand why the master said he loved him so much, but he was so cruel.

Huang Tianba looked at Jiale's expression and knew what he was thinking without saying anything.

"Haha, Jiale, that golden coffin is usually used to suppress zombies that have transformed into corpses. Normal dead people don't use that."

Jiale was stunned when he heard this, and then he shrank his neck awkwardly, muttering to himself, so that's how it is, no wonder the master was so cruel.