Qing Empire, Qianqing Palace.

Kangxi looked at the old lady Ren on the canopy, how did he see that something was wrong.

Why is it so awkward?

At this time, Wei Xiaobao on the side reminded: "Your Majesty, why is this old lady wearing our official uniform of the Qing Dynasty? Could it be that he is from our ~ Qing Dynasty?"

As soon as these words came out, Kangxi finally knew where the problem was!

Clothes!

This old lady is wearing the official uniform of the Qing Dynasty!

"It seems that this is what happened to me in the Great Qing Kingdom. "

Kangxi nodded and said.

"This old man is really stupid, the old lady is going to be corpsed, and he refuses to burn it. Wei Xiaobao said again.

"Kyushu tradition, the body of the skin of the parents, can not be damaged, moreover, into the earth for peace, these traditions are all in one, he does not agree to cremation is also normal. "

Kangxi had a different opinion: "It depends on whether Uncle Nine has the ability to subdue this zombie." "

Historically, the origin of zombies, that is, jumping corpses, was in the Ming and Qing dynasties.

Therefore, in this comprehensive martial arts world, the Ming and Qing dynasties, they also know more about zombies than other countries.

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"When the autumn was incense, I found that the owner of another tomb, who was only twenty years old, died young and sighed a pity, but I didn't expect the owner of the tomb to respond. "

Survival was frightened, and he ran into a panicked Wencai. "

"Something bad happened on Wencai's side. "

"The plum blossom incense array he burned for the old lady appeared two short and one long!"

"People are taboo about three long and two short, and incense is most afraid of two short and one long. "

"If this incense comes out of the house, someone will be mourned!"

"That's a very red flag!"

Uncle Nine asked the two apprentices to open the coffin, and after a few hours, the old lady's body had been automated. "

"The nails of the ten fingers are black and hard and long. "

"If you don't deal with it, it will break out of the coffin tonight!"

Huashan faction.

Yue Lingshan looked at the corpses on the canopy, and her pretty face turned pale.

"Senior brother, I'm afraid of ....."

She subconsciously called for Senior Brother, but found that Ling Hu Chong was not around.

Only then did she realize that her relationship with her senior brother was no longer as close as before.

The elder brother was also deliberately estranged during this time.

On the contrary, Xiao Linzi has always been with him.

"Senior sister, I'm afraid we won't look at it, let's go practice swords, right?" Lin Pingzhi showed a bright smile.

This smile warmed Yue Lingshan slightly, and she said, "Forget it, I don't want to practice swords, let's continue to watch, you stay close to me." "

"Okay!" Lin Ping agreed, and when Yue Lingshan withdrew his gaze, his eyes also became cold.

"If this incense comes out of the house, someone must be mourned......?"

Yue Buqun looked at this sentence on the canopy, pondering it repeatedly, and the bad premonition in his heart became stronger and stronger.

He quickly came to the ancestral hall of the Huashan faction, and saw that in front of the ancestral master and the ancestors of the Huashan faction, three incense sticks were just burned into two short and one long!

Yue Buqun's face changed.

What does this mean? The Huashan faction is bound to die?

"Hmph, charlatan, what can a few sticks of incense represent!"

"I'm going to see who can kill me!"

Yue Buqun clenched the gentleman's sword at his waist, and the murderous intent on his face skyrocketed.

Even the last time the Songshan Sect led the people of the Sword Sect to force the palace to be robbed, he passed it peacefully! What else could kill him?

"Uncle Nine asked the apprentice to take paper, pen, ink, sword, yellow paper, red pen, black ink, kitchen knife, wooden sword, and prepare to open the altar!"

Then he took a bowl of rooster blood and lit it with glutinous rice!

"Mix the ink with chicken blood, cover the gossip mirror, and then pour the blood ink into the ink fountain, and use the ink line to fill the entire coffin, you can stop the zombies and fill the coffin!"

In the picture, Uncle Nine is extremely skillful in his actions.

That aura and self-confidence are completely grandmaster's style.

Great Qin Empire, Xianyang Palace.

Ying Zheng frowned and asked, "These things can restrain zombies?" (read violent novels, just go to Feilu Novel Network!)

Daqin, whether it is the court or the people, has very few legends and vulgarities about zombies, so Yingzheng doesn't know much about this thing, and the officials and ministers can't talk about it.

At this time, a disciple of the Yin and Yang Family's Five Spirits Xuantong said: "Your Majesty, it stands to reason that zombies should belong to Yin, and these things are all supreme yang and rigid things, and when combined, they should be able to suppress zombies." "

"It turns out that there is still such a statement. Ying Zheng and the ministers came to their senses.

"Your Majesty, I looked at the corpse of the old lady Ren, wearing the official uniform of the Great Qing Kingdom, and among the people of the Great Qing Dynasty, there are a lot of strange talks about zombies, this should be something that happened in the Great Qing Kingdom. Li Si said at this time, and he finally remembered.

"Well, go ahead and see. Ying Zheng nodded. []

The ancients didn't know what a movie was, but they could find it interesting.

So, it's all a story full of anticipation that will happen later.

"After Uncle Nine did all this, he let the two apprentices clean up the aftermath. "

"As soon as he left, Qiusheng and Wencai started playing disapprovingly!"

"Leaked the bottom of the coffin!"

The two of them were fighting, and they accidentally injured Uncle Jiu, and when the master was angry, Qiusheng smeared oil on the soles of his feet, and slipped away. "

"Walking alone late at night, the most likely thing to encounter is unclean. "

"A female ghost, on the road that Qiusheng must pass, sat on the back seat of Qiusheng's bicycle. "

Wu-Tang Clan.

Mo Shenggu, the youngest of the Wudang Seven Heroes, screamed badly: "There is no ink fountain at the bottom of the coffin, isn't this zombie going to break out of the coffin!

The camera gave a close-up of the bottom of the coffin, and several people were nervous.

"The things on this canopy are not something we can change, we can only watch. "

Zhang Sanfeng said: "Look at it, maybe, this Maoshan Taoist priest named Uncle Nine can fight zombies." "

Song Yuanqiao and the others nodded.

In fact, they have no better way but to watch.

Seeing the female ghost sitting in the back seat of Qiusheng, their hearts were even tighter.

This young man is afraid that he will be killed by a female ghost.

Legends about ghosts have always been written like this.

The scholar hit a ghost in the middle of the night, and then was sucked dry by the female ghost and died......

Now, I am afraid that the tragedy will happen again.

As a chivalrous man, seeing the weak and being killed, but unable to do anything about it, this feeling made the Wudang Seven Heroes quite uncomfortable.

East China Sea, Peach Blossom Island.

"Oh no, Daddy, will this zombie and female ghost kill all these people?"

Huang Rong looked nervous.

Where would Huang Yaoshi know, but he still comforted: "That ninth uncle has extraordinary skills, he should have real skills, and the zombies are afraid that they can't help him." As for that autumn birth, if there is a god and Buddha in the family, it will naturally be safe and sound. "

"This Qiusheng rides a car, it's so strange, a bicycle, what era is this bicycle?" Hong Qigong's focus was completely different from the two.

Looking at the two wheels and the extremely fast foreign car, Hong Qigong felt very curious.

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