Zombie World: Sign in to Become Stronger

Xu Ce pushed Tweetcai's arm and accidentally pressed his injury, and suddenly woke up in pain.

After a while, I heard a scream,

"Oh, it hurts."

Wencai turned his head to look at Xu Ce, with sleepy eyes.

"Big brother, how many days have passed, why don't you sleep?"

Xu Ce looked at the drowsy Wencai classmate, and felt very speechless. This guy must have been a pig in his previous life, and he really slept.

The gates of Yizhuang have been knocked down, and the movement is definitely not small, but he doesn't know anything like this.

This child is also a silly blessing for stupid people.

If it weren't for the old lady Ren after the corpse transformation, the first target instinctively to bite was Ren Fa, who was related to blood. It is estimated that this guy would still be asleep after being killed.

"Big brother, why don't you speak?"

Wencai rubbed his eyes.

Xu Ce took two deep breaths, resisting wanting to beat a literary talent who was not alert at all, and then said:

"problem occurs!

The old man Ren's corpse was transformed into a zombie, and he went to the Ren family house and killed a person.

I just came back from there. "

Wen Cai suddenly sat up on the bed and exclaimed:

"what!!"

"Big brother, you said that the corpse of the old man in the coffin has changed?

Killing people? "

Wencai was taken aback, zombie, Nima!

Xu Ce originally thought that Wencai was worried that zombies would harm the people in Renjia Town, and he seemed so shocked.

Unexpectedly, the next moment, but found that it is not the case.

This guy didn't care about the pain on his body, rubbed his body, and finally confirmed that there was no place to be bitten, then panted, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and said with lingering fear:

"Fortunately, fortunately, didn't bite me, it scared me to death."

Xu Ce rolled his eyes, now he knows he is afraid?

I said! Why did you go?

"Master, what should we do now?"

Wencai came back to his senses and asked quickly.

Now that Uncle Ji is not there, and Qiu Sheng is not here, the only person who can count on is Xu Ce.

The zombie, the zombie who has bitten people, is definitely not the "customer master" with the meek brows and charms of the four-eyed uncle, and I feel scared when I think about it.

Xu Ce patted Wencai on the shoulder and said:

"What else can I do? When Master comes back, tell Master about this, and see what his old man says.

I went to the morgue to have a look first. The ink line was clearly played. How did the old man run out? "

Seeing Xu Ce walking outside, Wencai didn't fall asleep either. At this time, he didn't dare to sleep.

Wencai hurried to keep up, and even the injuries on his body didn’t hurt.

"Big brother, wait for me."

Morgue.

The light was very dim, and Xu Ce lit a few more candles to illuminate the entire room.

"Big brother, the coffin and the coffin have fallen apart!"

Wencai looked at the coffin slabs falling all the way on the ground, shocked.

"Big brother, didn't you say that if you flick the ink thread, it's okay?"

How could this be? "

Regarding the question of literary talents, Xu Ce's heart is mmp, you ask me, who am I asking!

Xu Ce shook his head, condensed his eyebrows in silence, squatted down, picked up the coffin board that had fallen around and put it together.

Holding a candle in his hand, he looked at it against the flicked ink line.

At that time, I hadn't paid much attention to the ink lines of Qiusheng and Wencai, but I just glanced at them roughly.

A closer look at this time revealed the problem.

The ink thread filled in the back and the ink thread flicked before, the end of the thread is not connected at all, it is completely diverged.

Xu Ce frowned, but he was careless.

And he didn't expect that he had greeted Qiusheng and Wencai specially, and as a result, such an ink line popped up, and he was also drunk.

However, this is the end of the matter, and there is no point in blaming anyone.

What we need to do now is to mend the situation and minimize the damage that the zombie old man may cause to Renjia Town.

However, since Wen just asked, he, as a big brother, has to tell Wen Cai what the problem is, in order to emulate you. The same mistake should not be made again next time.

"You can see for yourself how you play the lines, the ink lines on the front and back are not butted together.

If it's trapping ordinary corpses, that's fine.

It's a pity that the old lady Ren has accumulated twenty years of resentment in the tomb where the dragonfly has no water.

It pales in comparison. "

Wencai also squatted down and looked at the place where Xu Ce pointed, as expected.

"Big brother, I..."

Wencai was very guilty.

Xu Ce waved his hand, sighed, and said seriously:

"It's already happened, and it's useless to say anything.

Wencai, we are in the same line as Maoshan, but we are not the swindlers on the market.

Many things will affect the safety of the people, life and death.

It is very possible that we made a small mistake, but the result may be a waste of life.

Because we have mastered the abilities that ordinary people cannot master, Dao Fa. "

Xu Ce pondered for a while, and thought of a famous saying, he decided to hand it to Wen Cai.

"Wencai, you have to know that one person's ability is limited.

However, there are differences in ability.

The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility!

Remember my words, you know? "

Wencai listened to the teaching, this time it was a **** lesson for him, after all, he was dead.

Regardless of the usual literary talent, he is still a kind-hearted child. Because of his mistakes, although half of the responsibility is Qiusheng, he is really guilty.

"The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility."

Wen Cai muttered, repeating the eight words, and turned his eyes firm.

"Master, I know, I will never make the same mistake again!"

Xu Ce looked at Wencai with a firm face. He didn't know how deeply Wencai understood, but if he could change it, that would be progress and a good thing.

At this time, Jiu Shu had already explored the feng shui treasure place where the old man was ready to be buried, and hurried back to Yizhuang tiredly.

As soon as I arrived at the door, I saw the collapsed gate on the ground, which made Jiu Shu a little bit dazed.

Nima, was thief?

But, what kind of thief came to steal Yizhuang?

Uncle Jiu walked into the door very puzzled, and then saw the morgue brightly lit.

At this time, the **** Qiusheng was in town, and Xu Ce and Wencai should also rest.

Then the lights in the morgue...

Could it be!

A thief is really coming to steal the corpse!

Uncle Jiu was very angry, and the dead are bigger.

Even though the body in Yizhuang has been unclaimed for many years, even Jiu Shu doesn't know the name of the person in the coffin.

However, since they stayed in Yizhuang, Jiushu must ensure the safety of their remains after death.

This point is an unchanging criterion for everyone who keeps Yizhuang.

"Damn it! Don't even let go of the dead body!"

Uncle Jiu didn't get dazzled by the anger, but placed the magic weapon on his body in the corner of the door, grabbed a brick in his hand, and quietly touched it.