"Thunder strikes the corpse!" With the exclamation, Uncle Jiu quickly ran to the corpse of Old Master Ren who was struck by lightning.

Old Master Ren was lying on the ground, his dark green nails, which were originally only a few centimeters long, grew rapidly at a speed visible to everyone. In the end, the nails on the corpse even reached ten centimeters in length, and the color turned black and purple.

Uncle Jiu stood in front of Old Master Ren, and opened Old Master Ren's mouth, revealing two zombie teeth with a trace of blue flash.

After seeing the blue light flashing from time to time on the zombie's teeth, Uncle Jiu quickly took out a piece of yellow paper full of talismans from his pocket and stuffed it into the zombie's mouth. He said in a deep voice, "Qiu Sheng, Wencai, you are carrying zombies, we will rush back to the charity village in the shortest time."

Looking at the zombie's appearance, Taoist Simu also took out a copper coin and pressed it against Mr. Ren's eyebrows. He persuaded Uncle Jiu, "Senior Brother, this zombie is hit by lightning and not injured. I'm afraid it will change! Although we have temporarily stopped the corpse energy, using your evil-removing talisman and my corpse money, I'm afraid it won't stop him from raising the corpse at night! So in case of precautions, I think it's better to burn it on the spot, so that I can save you more nights and dreams."

Listening to the junior brother's words, Uncle Jiu shook his head, "I promised Master Ren not to burn him, so he would never burn him like this. We will rush back to the charity village immediately, let's open the altar together to eliminate its corpse energy."

When Taoist Simu heard this, he said happily, "Senior Brother, you want to open the seven-star altar!"

"Yeah!" Uncle Jiu heard this and snorted angrily at the junior brother who was still paying attention to his seven-star altar.

"If you don't open it, you won't open it! It's just an altar, so how can you be so arrogant!" In the spirit of not being able to eat grapes, the Taoist Simu, who secretly complained for a few words, taught a lesson to Qiu Sheng and the others who stood next to Old Master Ren's body and were reluctant to leave thousands of people, "What are you watching? Carry it quickly! Do you want me to carry it!"

"Come on your back!" After muttering, Wencai glanced at Qiu Sheng who pretended not to hear, and Qin Hui, who looked happy, said unhappily, "Okay, I'll carry it, put this thing on my back quickly."

"Haha, I know you are the most active." Qiu Sheng said, putting the zombie on Wencai's body.

Uncle Jiu looked at his literary talent who carried the zombies on his back and walked towards the mountain first without looking back. He spoke to Qiu Sheng, "Qiu Sheng, we'll leave first, you remember to bring the bill back to the Yizhuang Village later."

Looking at Qiu Sheng, who was walking with a zombie on his back, was walking with one step and three steps. After hearing the sound, he replied in disbelief, "What! You guys go first! I'll take me the bill myself!"

After hearing this, Uncle Jiu turned around and asked, "What! Is there a problem?"

Qiu Sheng looked at Uncle Jiu's serious look and said with a cowardly head, "No!"

Qin Hui followed Uncle Jiu and walked towards the Yizhuang Village. When he arrived at the gate of the Yizhuang Village, Qin Hui felt the raindrops falling on him. He pointed to the sky at Uncle Jiu who was opening the door and said, "Uncle Jiu, it's starting to rain. Can Qiu Sheng do it alone?"

Uncle Jiu pushed open the door and headed towards the room where he worshiped magic weapons, while saying to Qin Hui, "Don't worry, that ghost boy is smart!"

After saying this, Uncle Jiu went straight into the room. Taoist Simu took over the zombie from Wencai's hand and placed him in the center of the yard.

The flags and banners filled with talismans were inserted everywhere, surrounding the entire yard. The body of Mr. Ren was placed on the yellow cloth with gossip on the ground and placed under the tent.

Taoist Simu held an ordinary paper umbrella and shouted at Uncle Jiu who was standing in the rain, "Senior Brother, let's burn him before he got his body up. Otherwise, there would be no sun today, how can you eliminate the corpse of Mr. Ren?"

At this time, Uncle Jiu was wearing an apricot yellow Taoist robe and a Taoist crown on his head, standing behind the bill. In the middle of the bill was a incense burner with smoke. On both sides of the incense burner were two red candles engraved with runes, and next to the candle was an Eight Trigrams mirror and a peach wood sword. The entire table was covered by yellow cloth embroidered with Tai Chi patterns, and there was a small flag with the words wind, rain, thunder and electricity written on each corner.

Seeing that everything was ready, Uncle Jiu bowed three times to Old Master Ren's body, then picked up the peach wood sword on the table and danced after the bill.

Qin Hui looked at the steps under Uncle Jiu's feet and the vague words in her mouth, and asked Taoist Simu who was standing beside her, "Tail Master Simu, what are your senior brother doing?"

Listening to Qin Hui's question, Taoist Simu also said strangely, "I don't know very well! But the steps under my senior brother's feet should be the Tianshi step, but I don't know what the movement in my hand means."

Just as Qin Hui and the other two were talking, Uncle Jiu paused, then he pointed at the bill in his hand and shouted, "Thunder," After this, the thunder flag on the bill flew towards the sky and directly inserted it into a corner of Old Master Ren's spiritual shed.

After saying the word "Thunder", Uncle Jiu continued to dance the peach wood sword and shouted in turn, "Electricity, wind, rain." After four order flags were inserted into the four corners of the spirit shed, Uncle Jiu bowed three times to the bill. Then, Uncle Jiu, who stood up, pinched his hand again and shouted, "Four flags determine the four directions, determine thunder, determine electricity, determine wind, determine rain."

With the shouting, the courtyard was calm for a while, and even the rain in the sky was not falling.

Uncle Jiu stood behind the bill and muttered something, and from time to time he picked up a sword flower and bowed.

"Drink" As the call sounded, Uncle Jiu pointed to the Bagua Mirror on the table. After the Bagua Mirror was pointed at by the Peach Wood Sword, the Bagua Mirror also flew up as the Tao Wood Sword rose. "Candle Fire has spirit, Bagua has power, and the true spirit subdues magic."

With Uncle Jiu's words, the candle light shone brightly. However, the light emitted did not scatter, but was gathered on the Bagua Mirror. After absorbing the light of the candle, it became brighter and brighter. Finally, the light in the mirror turned into a pillar of light, shining towards Old Master Ren in the spirit shed. After Old Master Ren's body was shined by the golden light, black smoke emitted all over his body, and the body kept shaking.

In this way, the golden light illuminated for about half an hour. When it was later, the black gas on Old Master Ren's body was getting less and less, but it was not broken by the golden light.

Uncle Jiu nodded at the little black gas left, then pulled away the peach wood sword, grabbed the gossip mirror that fell from the air, and shouted to Wencai, "Wencai, carry Old Master Ren in. Remember to carry it into the coffin, wrap the ink line around the coffin and paste the corpse-stopping talisman just in case."

Seeing Uncle Jiu start to clean up the things in the bill, Taoist Simu asked with regret, "Senior Brother, is this solved?"

"What do you want?" Uncle Jiu asked unhappily when he heard his junior brother's words.

When Taoist Simu heard this, he laughed and said, "Senior Brother, I don't mean this, but I want to ask what spell you used just now, why I haven't heard of it?"

After hearing this, Uncle Jiu looked at the rain falling again in the sky and said, "It's right that you haven't heard of it. This spell I created by myself will be strange if you have heard of it."

After hearing this, Taoist Simu turned his eyes and said with a flattering voice, "Senior Brother, since this is your own creation! Can you leave it to me!"

When Uncle Jiu heard this, he moved the table to the room and said disregardlessly, "I can learn, but I have to pack up the things first."

At this time, Qin Hui, who was standing aside, looked at Wencai, who was moving the old man's body into the morgue, and said with a smile, "Wencai, let me help you with the mom."
Chapter completed!