Zombie World: Sign in to Become Stronger

After a while, the second uncle and Zhu Dachang came to the Ma Clan's ancestral hall, ready to start the practice.

"Second Uncle, I'll go and put a stick of incense on Ma Linxiang first."

Zhu Dachang let go of his second uncle's arm, and the disciples from two paper shops in two nearby quickly helped him again, for fear that he would fall to the ground if he didn't pay attention.

With such a large number of years old, if he falls to his death, things will get bigger.

Zhu Dachang took out three incense sticks, lit them, and made a compilation, then looked at Ma Linxiang's tablet and said:

"Ma Linxiang, you **** thing, your family is so rich, and you borrowed a couple of silver from me, and I didn't let you establish a letter. Now that you are dead, what should I do with my silver?

Do you know how many small paper people and big paper people I have to make in order to make a couple of silver?

Hey, speaking of it, why did you die, and you will have children right away, you are an impotent bastard, can you really have children?

If you don't return my silver, I will curse your child as a wild species, huh! "

Zhu Dachang put the incense in, thought for a while, felt that what he said just now seemed a bit too much, and said again:

"Forget it, what I said just now was a joke, so don't take it seriously.

Really, your kid is so good at kung fu, it's okay to single out three or five people, why did you die?

Ma Linxiang, I treat you as a brother, and if you still treat me as your brother, if you were killed by someone, you secretly asked me to dream.

That's it, Master will do things for you.

I have to work again these days. "

Zhu Dachang shook his head and walked out.

Letting Ma Linxiang entrust his dream was actually just a thought in Zhu Dachang's heart. Even if he studied under the second uncle, he was considered a career dealing with ghosts and ghosts.

But Ma Linxiang died outside, and he should have been dead for a while, maybe his soul was detained to the underworld, how could he have a dream?

However, Zhu Dachang soon thought of a way.

Since the dream is unreliable, then find a way to stay and examine Ma Linxiang's body.

If it was killed by someone, there will definitely be clues on the body.

Thinking of this, Zhu Dachang admires himself very much.

The eyeballs rolled around. At this time, the paper tie hasn’t been delivered yet. If you pretend to be a paper tie, when it’s dead at night, it’s not...

Correct!

Just do it!

Zhu Dachang quietly returned to the Zhazhishop, shared his thoughts with the two apprentices who followed his second uncle, and it hit it off.

Anyway, the apprentices will not be required to watch the night in person, they only need to change the paper-tied man into the chubby body of Zhu Dachang.

In the restaurant, Xu Ce and Ye Qian finished their meal, dropped a piece of silver, stood up, and said lightly:

"Go, let's go to the theater."

"Ma's Ancestral Hall?"

Ye Qian had already guessed it.

Xu Ce snapped his fingers and said:

"So smart, you guessed it right, just go there!"

The two got up and left the restaurant.

Soon, the two of them arrived at the Ma Family Ancestral Hall. Xu Ce put a stick of incense as Ma Linxiang's friend without changing his face, and then sat down on the seat next to him.

Although the people of the Ma family were very curious about when Ma Linxiang had such a friend as Xu Ce, he didn't think much about it.

"Why the tied paper man hasn't been delivered yet, it's almost past auspicious time."

Second uncle looked at the sky, his face a little unhappy.

At this moment, someone outside shouted:

"Second Uncle, man, no, the paper man is here."

The second uncle quickly turned his head to look, and saw two disciples running in carrying a chubby paper man, still panting.

The second uncle shook his head secretly, young people nowadays, how old they are, their bodies are so empty, it is estimated that these boys usually go to the kiln to play.

That place, I visited when I was young, it was a good place, but it was too expensive, and now my body is not good enough, I can't stand the toss.

"Second Uncle, put it away."

The two of them wiped the sweat from their foreheads, secretly scolding Zhu Dachang, a **** thing, for what they are doing so fat, they are almost exhausted.

The second uncle nodded, luckily catching up with auspicious time.

However, I walked to the front of the paper man and took a look, and the paper man he came out was even taller than him, which is too much.

The second uncle stared at the two disciples irritably, lowered his voice and said:

"What are you doing! The paper is so big, and the paper doesn't need money!"

One of them grieved:

"Second Uncle, we don't want to. It was arranged by the large intestine. You said that when you are not there, he has the final say.

Maybe it's because Dachang and Ma Linxiang are good friends.

The large intestine is also innocent in doing so. "

The second uncle glared at the two of them. He didn't continue to blame anyone, and said:

"Everything is complete, let's start doing it now."

"Okay, Second Uncle."

The procedure was divided into two sessions. The first session was today, and the second session was when they were buried three days later.

And the first ritual is very simple, it is to hold the peach wood sword and dance in front of the dead for a while, and then burn a few talisman papers, even if it is finished.

The second uncle's body is not good enough, and he is simple, and it is over in less than a stick of incense.

"Everyone, Ma Linxiang died in a foreign land. Just now I have finished the spiritual ritual. The next thing is to wait for three more days. After Ma Linxiang's soul returns, he will be buried.

Well, Pan Dao is leaving now. "

After the second uncle was finished speaking, two apprentices immediately supported him.

Soon, the people who stayed in the Ma's family walked almost the same.

There were only four Jianghu Warlocks and his wife, as well as a few of the Ma family members, and Xu Ce and Ye Qian.

The woman posing as Ma Linxiang’s wife is called Li Yueying, and she can only say that she looks like a normal person, with a big belly and a big belly, walking towards Xu Ce. She is also followed by three warlocks, headed by them. That man is Li Yueying's original husband Zhang Kaihe.

This guy was also willing, in order to defraud the Ma family's property together with Ma Linxiang, he was willing to take out his own woman and pretend to be Ma Linxiang's wife.

"I don't know if there is anything else for this friend, it's too early, I hope..."

Li Yueying was very euphemistic, but he could hear it. This was an order to chase away guests.

Xu Ce smiled faintly:

"Well, that's fine, it's about the same."

As he spoke, Xu Ce turned around and wanted to go. Just after taking two steps, his figure paused again, and he turned his head and said meaningfully:

"If you don't know what you can do, you guys, please do it for yourself."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Ce stopped staying and walked straight out of the Ma family's door.

The four of you, Li Yueying, who looked at me and I looked at you, were shocked on their faces.

"Yueying, the person just now..."

The quack warlock opened and frowned.