Ninth Uncle World: I let the old man uncover the coffin!

Hearing this, the fat man suddenly came to his senses.

He stood up and looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar palace, feeling a little dazed.

After a long time, he sighed.

"got used to……"

……

On this day, the palace was calm and peaceful.

On this day, the world was in turmoil, and the country changed hands.

……

a few days later.

Xiangxi, Yiwang Mansion.

"Bastard! The country belongs to my Aixinjueluo family, when will it be the turn of the Yehenala family to give it away!"

King Yi Xuansong smashed the tea bowl angrily, and smashed the table too.

"Forget it! Let me personally raise troops to take back the Qing Dynasty!"

The last Eight Banners Army, tens of thousands of soldiers, began to march northward under the leadership of King Yi.

……

On the same day, Coffin Hill.

Xuan Kui, known as the Zombie King, is looking up at the starry sky in a daze.

"This king's Daqing is dead?"

Next to Xuan Kui, stood a zombie in official uniform of the Qing Dynasty, and asked tentatively: "King Yi sent troops to the north to attack Fatty Yuan, and the outcome is unknown. There may be a turning point in this matter, should we help him?"

Xuan Kui shook his head lightly: "We have jumped out of the Three Realms and are not in the Five Elements, so why should we care about human affairs."

"I have already asked the third child to order all the existences above the level of jumping in Xiangxi to gather at Coffin Mountain on the night of the full moon on July [-]th! This matter is related to the survival of the zombies in the world, you must be well prepared, and there is no room for loss!"

"Speaking of which, the third child should be back today."

When the Qing Dynasty Zombie heard this, his eyes shone with excitement.

"I waited for zombies to be born strong, so I shouldn't be suppressed by this world long ago! This time, the world must know how powerful I wait!"

Hyun Kyu just looked at the moon.

A gust of cold wind blew by, blowing the corners of his clothes.

"Troubled times are about to rise, and the mountains and rains are about to come and the wind will fill the buildings." Xuan Kui expressed his feelings.

……

No matter how the world changes, Renjia Town is still very calm.

Dong Xiaoyu has just been promoted to the level of Ghost General recently.

The corpse house is very suitable for ghosts to practice. Dong Xiaoyu practiced here for one year, equivalent to the previous ten years.

Of course, no matter how fast she cultivates, she can't compare to Ren Weiyong's progress.

Ren Weiyong practices and signs in every day, and his strength can be said to grow by leaps and bounds.

Breaking through the jumping stiffness and reaching the flying stiffness is just a matter of course.

Just when Ren Weiyong thought that the days would continue to be so dull, he suddenly turned his head and looked at the foot of the mountain as if feeling something.

A group of people broke into Jiuyin Mountain.

Nowadays, the reputation of Zombie Temple is growing day by day, and there are many people who go up the mountain to worship the god and fulfill their vows.

Ren Weiyong was surprised only because it was an army that came today.

The leader is a tall horse, wearing a military uniform and a handsome hat with a few feathers stuck in the hat.

Don't look at his awkward shape, neither Chinese nor foreign, but it is the favorite shape of warlords today.

Behind him, two rows of heavily armed soldiers walked quickly.

About a hundred people.

It is equipped with a breech-loading flintlock rifle, which is the kind of gun that needs to be broken apart and a bullet can be fired to continue.

This kind of team is not strong among the various warlords.

But coming to a remote place like Renjia Town, it is already considered a strong army that the common people have never seen before!

When many people saw this procession, they were so frightened that they quickly hid by the side of the road.

There are also some ignorant children who run after the team.

In short, Jiuyin Mountain is rarely so lively.

Dong Xiaoyu also found out about this team, and his face immediately became ugly.

"Master, this army seems to be coming towards us..."

The name of the Zombie Temple is not very serious. The common people may just be afraid of it, but if the warlords who hold military power hear about it, they will take it down directly!

For the warlords of this era, it is very common to get rid of things that are not pleasing to the eye.

Although the master is very strong, it seems impossible to forcibly challenge the army.

"Master, a hero doesn't suffer from immediate losses, let's take a step back first."

Dong Xiaoyu wanted to persuade Ren Weiyong to leave this place.

Ren Weiyong just smiled lightly with a calm expression.

His eyesight is stronger than Dong Xiaoyu's, so he has already seen that the leading warlord is none other than Ren Fa's cousin, a famous warlord in Xiangxi, Ren Dalong!

After all, this guy still has to call himself uncle.

It's just that this nephew is very unlucky.

In the plot, he was bitten into a zombie by his own father, his son is a devil baby, and his wife is not clear with Lin Jiu...

One word, miserable!

The appearance of this guy here means that the plot of the new Mr. Zombie is about to start?

Ren Weiyong was recalling the plot in the original novel, when suddenly there was a howl outside the temple.

"Uncle! Dalong is coming to see you!"

Ren Dalong asked the army to wait in line outside the Zombie Temple, and he came in with incense candles and paper money to sacrifice.

Ren Weiyong frowned.

This guy just comes in with a joss stick and burns it. What are you doing with paper money?

I can't tell that this is a temple, not a tomb!

"Uncle! When you were alive, you loved my nephew the most. Nephew, I couldn't pull out such a team in Xiangxi without your support! You died for four years before I came to offer incense to you." , I hope Uncle Mo will take offense!"

After saying bang bang bang, I knocked my head a few times, and then started burning paper!

"Uncle! You have to help me this time! My wife and I haven't had a child for four years, and finally got pregnant, but she has nightmares every night, always worried that the baby will be unstable."

"My heart is also fluttered by her nagging. What do you think I should do?"

"If Lianmei and the child have any troubles, what's the use of me wanting to be rich..."

Ren Dalong kept nagging at Ren Weiyong's tablet as if he was going to the grave to ask his ancestors to bless him.

A pot of paper money was burned.

Although the temple is not closed, it is finally a building.

Burning paper on the grave in the house, the scene can be imagined.

The walls were blackened, and the idols were covered with a thin layer of dust!

Ren Weiyong finally couldn't take it anymore.

"enough!"

Ren Weiyong's deep voice echoed in the temple.

The nagging Ren Dalong, like a duck with its throat stuck, immediately quieted down.

Then Ren Weiyong's tall figure came out from behind the statue.

Ren Dalong's eyes widened and he was completely stunned.

The Ren Weiyong in front of him is exactly the same as the statue in the Zombie Temple.

Nima!

"Uncle... Uncle! It's manifested!"

Ren Dalong stammered and shouted.

Chapter 38 Ren Dalong

"Uncle... Uncle, it's manifested!"

Ren Dalong was very emotional.

"Shut up!" Ren Weiyong scolded him angrily.

"Before you went up the mountain, didn't you talk to your cousin first?"

If Ren Dalong went to Ren Fa first, he would know his situation.

Ren Weiyong still maintains a certain sense of mystery in front of outsiders, and rarely shows himself to others.

But in front of his own family, he has no scruples at all, and often visits Ren's mansion.

For example, the day before yesterday he reprimanded his son for imprisoning his granddaughter's freedom, and asked Ren Fa to give Ren Tingting money to open a rouge shop.

"No, I heard that Uncle, you were enshrined as a god after your death, and Brother Fa built a temple for you. It is very effective to come here to offer incense!"

"I thought you could bless others. We are from our own family. It would be more effective to ask you to pray for blessings! So I ran to you all night to offer incense! I hope you can bless me, uncle, and let Lianmei give me a white and fat baby. Boy!"

Ren Weiyong understood.

It turned out that Ren Dalong came to pray for blessings after hearing rumors from the world.

This wish is simple, because in the plot, Ren Dalong's wife is pregnant with a boy.

It's a pity that it's a magic baby...

Speaking of which, they are weird enough.

Ren Weiyong is the boss, Nintendo is the second child, Ren Longwei is the third child, and then the three brothers in the same line are all reduced to zombies in the Lin Zhengying series of movies.

Thinking of this, Ren Weiyong couldn't help sighing.

Nima, other people's families are full of dragons and phoenixes, but their Ren family is the only one that produces zombies!

"Uncle, my father died early, he died on the battlefield. I can make a fortune thanks to the support of you and my second uncle. You must bless me this time!"

"Don't worry, your son Ren Fa and I, as well as cousin Ren Xing from the Second Uncle's family, will definitely support and take care of each other a lot, and we will carry forward our Ren family and become the largest family in Western Hunan."

After Ren Dalong finished speaking, he knelt down and kowtowed to Ren Weiyong.

"Okay! Okay! This matter is not difficult, there is no need to talk about it... But I don't need to do it myself!"

"There is a Taoist priest named Lin Jiu in Renjia Town. He is a bit of a Taoist! Just ask him for help with your affairs, and make sure your wife and children are safe!"

"Really?" Ren Dalong wondered why Ren Weiyong didn't take action himself.

Don't the gods just blow one breath and things are half done?

"Nonsense! You don't believe me?" Ren Weiyong frowned.

"I believe it! I believe it!" Ren Dalong nodded like pounding rice.

When Ren Weiyong was alive, Ren Dalong didn't dare to refute him, not to mention that now Ren Weiyong is a manifested god.

As for why Ren Weiyong didn't personally help his nephew... Well, he's used to lying down and winning.