Infinite copy of the world

"My master is going to use the ink bucket to bounce on the coffin first to trap it temporarily. When we find a suitable tomb, then shine the sunlight into the tomb, it will drain its Yin Qi after a long time."

Ninth Uncle's eyes faintly stared up, then turned his head to Hai Wu Ya and ordered, "Wu Ya, go and fetch me the paper, pen, ink, sword and knife, then go to the backyard and grab a rooster over."

"Yes Master!"

Hai Wu Ya smiled, and quickly turned around to prepare yellow paper, talisman pen, black ink, kitchen knife and peach wood sword, then went to the backyard and grabbed a big rooster, and rushed back to Ninth Uncle at the first time.

"Well!"

Ninth Uncle saw Hai Wu Ya, with such a short time, prepared all the things, nodded his head with satisfaction.

Can't blame Ninth Uncle for being partial to Hai Wu Ya, if it was Cai and Qiusheng instead, they wouldn't even know exactly what Ninth Uncle was talking about when he said paper, pen, ink, sword and knife, not to mention preparation.

"Master! We're back!"

Ninth Uncle just made the ink dou, Cai and Qiusheng, then hurriedly rushed back.

Cai handed the three incense sticks in his hand to Ninth Uncle and asked with a worried face, "Master, look! How did this incense burn like this?"

Ninth Uncle took the three incense in his hand, could not help but frown: "People most taboo three long and two short, incense most taboo two short and one long, bias burned into this way, home out of this incense, someone must be mourning!"

"Master, does it mean Master Ren's home ah?"

"Nonsense, is it here ah!"

Ninth uncle heard the words of only, could not help but white him a glance.

Only then, sneakily picked up the tribute on the table, while stealing food, while indifferent said: "That's good! It's not a matter of concern, you don't worry about it."

Qiusheng couldn't help but reach out and slap Cai, said speechlessly, "You're stupid! Isn't Tingting also a member of the Ren family?"

"Tingting!"

As soon as he heard that his beloved would be in danger, his face changed dramatically, swallowing the tribute in his mouth, he hurriedly ran to Ninth Uncle and called out, "Master, then hurry up and think of a solution!"

"I have long thought of a way. You two use the ink bucket line, the whole coffin to pop the ink bucket. Wu Ya, you go to draw some corpse charm, and then paste it on the coffin."

Ninth Uncle handed the finished ink bucket to Cai and Qiusheng, and then instructed Hai Wu Ya.

"Yes Master!"

Hai Wu Ya smiled, and hurriedly answered, turned around and went to draw the talisman.

"You two finish playing the ink-dou line, come back and tell me again, remember not to miss the place ah!"

Ninth Uncle barked a warning towards Cai and Qiusheng, then turned around and left to rest.

"Got it, master."

When Cai and Qiusheng finished playing the ink-dou line, Hai Wu Ya also took the four corpse-suppressing talismans he had just drawn and walked to the coffin.

Hai Wu Ya took the four corpse-suppressing talismans and put them on the four corners of the coffin lid.

But in order to let the old master Ren become a zombie, can smoothly break out of the coffin, Hai Wu Ya deliberately use internal force, cracked the internal structure of the coffin.

The coffin has been buried underground for twenty years, and it has already decayed partly.

Now Hai Wu Ya has used his internal force to crack part of the structure, and it is close to the edge of falling apart.

As long as Old Master Ren's corpse transformation succeeded, then it would be in the coffin, and with a slight struggle, the whole coffin would simply fall apart.

Anyway, Hai Wu Ya's purpose was to kill the zombie that Old Master Ren had turned into, so Old Master Ren got out of the trap earlier, and it saved Hai Wu Ya's time.

Moreover, as Old Master Ren got out of the trap at the first time, Hai Wu Ya also prepared in advance, otherwise he didn't know when he would get out of the trap, instead of being more troublesome.

Chapter One Hundred - The Zombie Emerges from the Coffin

When the bright moon rose high, a sudden shaking was emitted from the coffin of Old Master Ren, and the shaking was getting bigger and bigger.

"Bang."

With a violent shaking, the whole coffin instantly split into pieces, and the broken coffin boards fell to the ground with a loud and resounding sound.

Old Master Ren, whose corpse transformation was completed, did not linger for a moment and followed the guidance of the bloodline in his body, rushing in the direction of the Ren family.

When Hai Wu Ya and Ninth Uncle, who were startled by the sound, rushed to the mortuary, they found that Old Master Ren had already disappeared, leaving only the coffin boards scattered all over the ground.

"Not good, Cai!"

Ninth Uncle saw this, his face suddenly changed dramatically, and hurriedly ran towards one of the rooms inside.

When Ninth Uncle saw Cai, who was still asleep, he first let out a sigh of relief, then couldn't help but shake his head and said, "Sleeping like a pig, this kind of person is really the best for watching Yi Zhuang."

Since Old Master Ren had just turned into a zombie, one of its targets was Old Master Ren, who had a bloodline connection with him, otherwise it would not have let go of Cai, a blood meal that was right at his mouth.

After Ninth Uncle saw that Cai was okay, he quickly turned his head to Hai Wu Ya and called out, "Wu Ya, prepare the guys, let's hurry to the Ren family!"

"Yes, Master!"

Hai Wu Ya heard that, and quickly turned around to fetch the peach wood sword, as well as the spirit talisman drawn before, and then followed Ninth Uncle to rush to the Ren family.

In the study of the Ren family, Ren Fa was sorting out the account books, looking at the deficits on them, and couldn't help a sigh of relief.

"Knock, knock, knock."

A burst of heavy objects falling to the ground suddenly came from outside the door, making Ren Fa, who already had a stomach full of fire, become even more annoyed.

"Bang!"

Before Renfa could make a sound to curse, the door of the study room, was directly blown open violently, and the broken door smashed to the ground with a loud bang.

"Roar!"

Old Master Ren, dressed in the official uniform of the Qing Dynasty, with a green-faced and fanged appearance, let out a low roar and pounced towards Ren Fa, who was frozen in fear in place.

"Demon, don't hurt anyone!"

When he saw that Ren Fa was about to die under Old Master Ren's claws, a loud shout rang out violently.

"Boom!"

A palm-sized blue lightning bolt suddenly appeared out of nowhere and blasted lightning-like on Old Master Ren's back, sending it flying with a deafening loud bang.

"The power of the Palm Lightning Talisman, not bad at all!"

Hai Wu Ya took a look at Old Master Ren, who was half dead from the Palm Lightning, and couldn't help but laugh lightly.

The power of the Palm Lightning was already comparable to the full force strike of a martial artist at the early stage of the Innate Realm. The old man, although buried underground for twenty years, could only be considered an ordinary jumping stiff before he sucked Ren Fa's blood.