"Brother Xuan, after my grandpa''s business is done, I''ll go to you," Tingting said.

    "No problem, I also want to discuss with the master to see how your grandfather handles it. By the way, uncle Tingting, if you encounter zombies, remember to hold your breath," Yang Xuan said seriously.

    "Good brother Xuan" Tingting obviously listened carefully. Master Ren slightly sniffed at Yang Xuan''s words.

    When he went back, Yang Xuan glanced at a tombstone, the tomb of Dong Xiaoyu. Looking at Qiusheng with incense everywhere in the distance, Yang Xuan went to the tombstone and murmured, "that man is my senior brother. I don''t care about anything else, but I can''t hurt him.".

    。。。。。。

    "People are most afraid of three long and two short, and incense is most afraid of two short and one long. It happens to be burned like this. If you burn this incense at home, someone will die." Uncle Jiu stared at the scholar who was ready to pick up the offering. The latter trembled with fear.

    "Is it Mr. Ren''s house?"

    "Nonsense, is that it?" Uncle Jiu said angrily.

    "Master, the body is fat." Yang Xuan looked at old master Ren''s body and said.

    "Prepare paper, pen, ink, swords and Swords" said uncle Jiu anxiously.

    "Elder martial brother, prepare yellow paper, brush, black ink, kitchen knife and wooden sword," Yang Xuan reminded.

    After a ceremony, uncle Jiu handed the ink bucket to Qiu Sheng and said, "play it on the coffin. Don''t miss it."

    "I see, master," Qiusheng replied.

    Yang Xuan was not at ease. He still watched them play the ink bucket. Sure enough, they leaked under the coffin.

    "Elder martial brother, I haven''t played under the coffin yet. Leave the rest to me," Yang Xuan said.

    "Smelly boy, don''t run, play my ink" Qiusheng threw the ink bucket to Yang Xuan and shouted at the back of Wencai.

    Looking at the two people with good feelings, they ran out from a distance. Yang Xuan used his reading power to manipulate the line of the ink bucket to play the real coffin again. It''s always no problem. It''s no matter what happened to Yang Xuan because his former master was bitten to death. Now Ren Tingting is a friend anyway. Watching his friend''s father die, Yang Xuan really can''t do it.

    Looking at the crisscross ink marks of the whole coffin, Yang Xuan smiled to see how you ran out.

    Ah woo ~ Yang Xuan stretched out and went back to bed. He''s so tired. Eat some protein bars, or he''ll wake up hungry again.

    Yang Xuan didn''t see it after walking out of the morgue. There was a huge black cat squatting in the corner, staring at the coffin.

    A few hours later, the black cat licked the soles of his feet, and suddenly a thunder came, and the black cat jumped directly onto the coffin. The coffin burst with a bang, and the zombie ran out like the original plot. It may be that the thunder covered the sound of the coffin breaking, and the sleeping people didn''t find it at all.

    In this way, the days were flat and light, a few days later.

    There was a murder in Ren''s house.

    Yang Xuan was shocked when he heard the news. How could I have filled the whole coffin with ink Douxian.

    "System, what''s going on."

    "Host, every world has its own running rules, and the weaker world rules are also weak. If you want to correct the plot, the weaker world will take a more gentle approach, and if it is a powerful world, the means may be more intense. In that sentence, the higher the host ability is improved, the higher my resistance to the world."

    "What if I kill the protagonist in a world with strong world rules?" Yang Xuan asked tentatively.

    "Then the host will face the pursuit of the whole plane."

    "Cut, it''s no big deal. It''s really not good. You have to go to the real world." Yang Xuan said.

    "Host, generally, the powerful world space barrier will be relatively strong and may not be able to come back in a short time. Moreover, if the rules are aimed at you, the return ability will be locked. If it is more serious, some powers can launch attacks across the world. Maybe the strength of the host at that time can resist one or two powerful attacks, but the host, the city of the main plane must be I can''t keep it. "

    Yang Xuan was sweating when the system said something. Yang Xuan always felt that it didn''t matter what he did in the dimension. Anyway, no matter what he did, it wouldn''t affect the peace of the main world. Not now. If you are not strong enough, your own death is not enough. It may also involve your own world in disaster.

    It seems that you must be careful when crossing in the future. You must not affect the main world, Yang Xuan said to himself.

    "Younger martial brother, it''s not good. Shifu is going to jail today." Qiusheng hurriedly ran in.

    "Did the master say anything?" Yang Xuan slowly calmed down the mood that had just been frightened by the system.

    "The master said that there might be two zombies today. Let Wencai protect Tingting, and let me take some chicken blood, ink bucket, Huang Fu and glutinous rice with you to find the master," Qiu Sheng recalled.

    "Elder martial brother, what are you going to do? I have to find the master. Why are you still cooking?" Yang Xuanqi road.

    "The master said he would bring glutinous rice," Qiusheng said while making a fire.

    Yang Xuan patted his forehead and said helplessly, "elder martial brother, you have studied Taoism with your master for so long. Don''t you think it''s wrong?"

    "Don''t you like the rice I cooked? Why don''t you add some soybeans or bacon to the glutinous rice?" Qiu Sheng didn''t understand.

    Yang Xuan had three black lines on his face. "Master, it''s estimated that he''s going to deal with zombies today. He wants to produce glutinous rice. What if it''s cooked?"

    "Ah, that''s good. It''ll save me a fire," Qiusheng said.

    Yang Xuan was helpless. If he had these two living treasure disciples, he would have been angry. The master''s ability to teach disciples is very general.

    After the plot was revised, Yang Xuan was also much more careful. Qiu Sheng checked all the things he had prepared again. He was not at ease and took a few kilograms of glutinous rice and put it in the storage space.

    "Elder martial brother, it''s almost time. It''s getting dark. Let''s go," Yang Xuan said.

    Looking at the master being tied up, Yang Xuan knew that there was no danger. After all, uncle nine still had a high reputation in Renjia town. If something happened to anyone''s family, uncle nine was asked to deal with it. Awei frightened uncle nine.

    After climbing down the wall, Qiusheng and Yang Xuan looked at each other with a funny face.

    "You two bastards are very happy to see the master''s head clamped. Stop talking nonsense and help me get my head out quickly," said uncle Jiu awkwardly.

    "Hehe, Shifu, this elder martial brother is more powerful. I''ll see the next master''s body," Yang Xuan said with a smile.

    "Master, is it all right for younger martial brother to go?" Qiusheng said with concern. Although his skill is good, Qiu Sheng is still a little afraid of zombies.

    "Don''t worry about your younger martial brother. He must have no problem dealing with zombies. You can help me get my head out first," said uncle Jiu urgently.

    Yang Xuan walked to master Ren''s body and saw master Ren lying flat on the temporary bed with his eyes open.

    Suddenly, the body sat up, stunned for a little while, and rushed directly at Yang Xuan.

    Eh, it turns out that after being bitten by a zombie, it''s just a walking corpse. It can walk, can''t jump and has low infectivity. Try strength and flesh.

    Yang Xuan raised his leg and kicked him straight. Master Ren was kicked out directly. Then he got up and rushed to Yang Xuan again.

    The two handed system, after master Ren pressed the button and was kicked to the place, has collapsed. Although it is not particularly serious and has great strength, it is equivalent to the strength of about two people.

    Forget it, don''t mess with you. Hang master Ren on the shelf for the execution of Uncle Jiu. I like the way you want to bite me, but you can''t bite me. Hey hey, after all, it''s a friend''s father, otherwise Yang Xuan must have broken it.