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However, Xu Ce still found that he underestimated Wencai's IQ. This guy is not really stupid, it's just that the delay time of the brain circuit is too long.

Wen Cai was stunned for a moment, then suddenly asked:

"Brother, you said that the bricks on the beams were placed by Qiu Sheng?"

Xu Ce was stunned when he asked this question, did he want Qiu Sheng to take the blame for Uncle Jiu?

After 0.5 seconds, Xu Ce made a decision. It was Qiu Sheng's honor to be an apprentice to be able to take the blame for Uncle Jiu.

Xu Ce pretended to be thinking, and after a few seconds of delay, he analyzed seriously:

"That possibility cannot be ruled out.

Obviously, your big brother, I can't do such an outrageous thing.

It is even more impossible for Master and his elders.

Those 'gentlemen' in the coffin won't either, they have no chance to transform into corpses, only skeletons left.

As for Junior Brother Qiu Sheng, um, his character is actually pretty good, except that he likes to play tricks on you, he doesn't seem to have any shortcomings.

..."

Having said that, Xu Ce was a little bit at a loss for words, feeling that his conscience was being tormented.

"Brother, I understand."

Wen Cai's small eyes suddenly became super firm, it was the light of revenge.

Xu Ce silently mourned for Qiu Sheng for three minutes in advance. Whoever told you that you didn't come back today, you deserve to take the blame for Uncle Jiu.

Thinking of this, Xu Ce's fried conscience finally felt better.

This is cause and effect, where there is a cause, there must be an effect!

A stick of incense has been burned.

Uncle Jiu put on a goose-yellow Taoist robe, a magic hat on his head, a mahogany sword on his back, a gossip mirror on his chest, a money sword in his hand, and a goose-yellow bag bulging inside Yes, there should be a lot of good things installed.

"Master, we are going to fight, with so many magic weapons."

Wencai has never seen Uncle Jiu be so cautious since he became a disciple of Uncle Jiu.

Uncle Jiu glanced at the gauze tied on Wencai's head, and immediately looked away, unable to bear to look directly at it, it was too ugly.

Then Uncle Jiu coughed twice and said:

"This trip is no small matter, if you have enough magic tools, you might be able to use them.

There is an old saying that goes well, opportunities are reserved for those who are prepared.

If due to lack of preparation, let the zombie Mr. Ren escape again, it would be the greatest shame for our generation of cultivators. "

"The master is right, the disciples will follow the instructions."

Xu Ce bowed and replied.

Seeing this, Wencai also said something.

Uncle Jiu nodded in satisfaction,

"Set off!"

The three masters and apprentices, including a sick one, went on the road again.

Wencai's current state is actually not suitable for too much exercise, but leaving him in Yizhuang really makes people feel uneasy.

In desperation, he could only follow.

Xu Ce, who was tired all the way, was choking on this oily bottle.

Now Xu Ce understood the reason why Uncle Jiu brought so much "equipment", so that he could logically ignore literary talents. Any opportunities left to those who are prepared are all fools.

According to the normal way of thinking, as Uncle Jiu is a master, all magic tools should be taken by apprentices.

But Uncle Jiu didn't even mention it, and just walked in the front, without giving Xu Ce a chance to take the initiative.

Pit!

Especially the herbal smell on Wencai's body, mixed with the smell of sweat, not to mention how sour and refreshing, it's super disgusting.

After half an hour, I finally saw the gate of Ren's house, brightly lit.

Not only were oil lamps lit all around, but a big bonfire was also lit in the middle of the yard.

The originally pitch-black courtyard was illuminated as brightly as day.

A servant stood at the door and looked up. After seeing three figures slowly appearing in sight, he shouted in surprise:

"Master, Miss, here we come!

Uncle Jiu, Xu Ce, and Wen Cai are all here! "

Hearing this shout, everyone in the entire Ren family showed surprise on their faces, and the anxiety that was on their faces a second ago was swept away.

They have all seen how powerful Xu Ce is, and Uncle Jiu is Xu Ce's master, so he will definitely become even more powerful.

Wen Cai is Xu Ce's younger brother, so he shouldn't be much different than Xu Ce.

The three priests, now we don't have to be afraid that the zombie old man will come back to bite them again.

Ren Fa walked forward with excited steps, with an excited smile on his face,

"Uncle Nine, Xu Ce...er..."

Ren Fa glanced at the guy wrapped in straps, and his body froze in place. This guy seems to be a literary talent, what's going on?

Could it be that he was bitten by his father?

"Uncle Jiu, what's wrong with Wen Cai?"

Uncle Jiu glanced at the injury on Wen Cai's head, twitched the corners of his mouth in embarrassment, and said:

"No problem, I fell."

It turned out to be a fall, that's good.

Master Ren heaved a sigh of relief in his heart. He remembered Xu Ce's words, people who are bitten by zombies will turn into dead bodies, not just being bitten by his father.

"Uncle Nine, Xu Ce, and Wencai, among the three, please."

Master Ren made a gesture of invitation, and a smile appeared on his slightly stiff face again.

"Hurry up, prepare tea and snacks for the three priests."

Master Ren yelled at the people inside again.

The servant ran up immediately, not daring to neglect at all.

"Master Ren, it doesn't have to be like this."

Uncle Jiu waved his hand.

"Master, I'm hungry."

Wen Cai muttered something.

"Hahaha, don't worry about your literary talents, you can manage enough and have enough."

Master Ren laughed.

Uncle Jiu glared at Wen Cai angrily, and originally wanted to reprimand him, but he still felt a little sorry when he thought that he had slapped Wen Cai on the head.

It's just that, Uncle Jiu was still a little puzzled, why Wencai didn't respond at all, it didn't conform to the style of Wencai's idiot.

Didn't Xu Ce tell Wen Cai that it was his master who took the photos?

Thinking of this, Uncle Jiu decided to ask Xu Ce later, otherwise he would always feel a little weird.

Three people are seated.

"Uncle Jiu, what happened tonight is terrible."

Master Ren Faren recalled the previous scene, his face was full of palpitations, and then he became relaxed, and said:

"But now that you're here, I'm relieved.

Hey, there are ten miles and eight villages, our Renjia Town has to rely on Uncle Jiu. "

Uncle Jiu sighed at this moment, and said:

"Master Ren, that's why when I was on the mountain, I asked to spark Old Master Ren.

But things have come to this point, and we can only make up for it as much as possible. "

Ren Fa actually regretted it a bit, he didn't expect that the matter would be so serious, now he hated that Feng Shui master in his heart to death.

"Uncle Jiu, what should we do now?"

Ren Fa asked.

Uncle Jiu shook his head, what else can we do?

It seems that there is no other way but to wait for old master Ren to come to the door.

Ren Jiazhen is not big, but it is not so easy to take the initiative to find a zombie who does not know where it is hiding.

In contrast, it is safer to sit on the sidelines and wait for the rabbit.