Uncle Jiu sighed and said:

"In two days, the corpse poison will spread out on you.

Even if you are chopped open, you won’t feel it.”

Just finished speaking.

Nan Chen and Qiu Sheng started to apply medicine to Wencai on the left and right.

Wencai had no feelings at all.

His face turned pale:

"Master, Master, then, what should I do?"

Uncle Jiu sighed:

"Move it!

Use hands and feet.

All his body moved.

Can't stop yet."

After saying that, he also took a sip of dry tobacco.

Wencai looked nervous:

"What happens if you stop?"

Nanchen next to him replied:

“If it stops.

The blood will not flow.

Then it will be stuck together.

By that time, you will be not far from death.”

When Wencai heard this, he said "ah":

"Teacher, junior brother, don't scare me!"

Uncle Jiu let out a puff of cigarette:

"Nanchen didn't scare you.

If it is stuck together, it becomes hard.

If it is hard, it is a zombie.

Wencai was about to cry when he heard this.

A look of grievance:

"Master, Master, don't I want to die yet?"

Uncle Jiu glared:

"Why are you still sitting? You can't get up and move."

Wencai heard this and then hurriedly stood up.

Then jumped and started to move.

When Nanchen was born in autumn, he began to clean up the miscellaneous items in front of the table.

Uncle Jiu thought about it and said to Qiu Sheng:

"Qiusheng, go get some glutinous rice and sprinkle it on the bed."

Qiu Sheng said "Oh" and went into the house to get the glutinous rice...

Then, Uncle Jiu said to Nanchen again:

"Nanchen, go and cook some glutinous rice porridge for Wencai.

Remember, don't let the smell of smoke enter the porridge.

Otherwise, it would be useless if you endure it.”

"I understand the master."

Nanchen answered respectfully, and then turned around and left.

But before Nanchen entered the room, Qiu Sheng walked out with a rice bag:

"Master, that's all the glutinous rice."

As he said that, he sprinkled on the bed, which was not enough to make porridge.

Seeing this, Uncle Jiu reluctantly said to Nanchen:

"Then I'll buy it later and make porridge!

Nanchen nodded.

Immediately, Uncle Jiu looked at Wencai again:

"Wencai took off his shoes and jumped into bed."

Wencai is a little confused:

"**I've heard of it, what does it mean to jump into the bed?"

Uncle Jiu rolled his eyes and had the idea of ​​slapping Wencai to death.

Stupid, lustful, timid, and talk a lot.

Nanchen shook his head helplessly.

But he still spoke for Uncle Jiu:

"Second Brother, if the corpse poison is at the bottom of your feet, it will be difficult to save it."

When Wencai heard this, he was so scared that he hurriedly climbed onto the bed.

"Oh, it hurts so hard!"

He stared at the glutinous rice on the bed with a look of disgust.

Uncle Jiu glared at him angrily:

"If you don't like it, just sweep it aside.

Wait for you to become a zombie.
Chapter completed!