Nanchen was rushing to analyze the world.

Now.

Nanchen not only believes that the demons and monsters in this world are dangerous.

Even the world itself felt dangerous.

He traveled here and lived a life of rebirth.

I don’t know if it’s lucky or bad luck or bad luck for eight lifetimes.

But now, he not only wants to fight against the demons and monsters in this world.

And the dangerous challenges brought by the original plot.

It is even more necessary to confront the world itself, the exclusion of him, a time traveler.

As she thought about it, Nanchen felt the invisible pressure.

I couldn't help but sigh.

"Why……"

Uncle Jiu, who was walking in front, heard Nanchen sigh.

He actually turned around and asked:

"Nanchen, this is so amazing, why are you sighing?"

Naturally, Nanchen would not tell Uncle Jiu.

Worry about being a time traveler.

Things that will be erased by the correction force of this world.

So he spoke:

"Master, I'm thinking about letting the old master be that old zombie."

Uncle Jiu also frowned:

"Yes! My teacher is thinking too.

Although it was shot by the ink dou line, it was also hit by the talisman of the master.

But it was unexpected that they might appear in the past two days.”

"Master, what should we do next?"

Qiu Sheng interrupted, nervous.

Uncle Jiu took a deep breath and said slowly:

"The enemy is in the dark, I am in the bright.

Now we can only retreat to advance.

After going back, you must protect Mr. Ren and Ren Tingting.

Prepare more glutinous rice and seal the doors and windows.

A vigil must be taken at night.

These days.

Don’t go back to your aunt’s house, just live in a charity village.”

After listening to the survival, he nodded directly and said:

"It's the master."

The three of them rushed back.

Talk while talking.

How to deal with the zombie boss, Mr. Ren.

At around 11 o'clock in the evening, the three of them returned to the Yizhuang Village.

Mr. Ren and Ren Tingting have already fallen asleep, and Wencai is still soaking glutinous rice water in the living room.

At this moment, he was already asleep on the edge of the bucket.

Nanchen woke him up.

Wen had just woken up and saw Uncle Jiu and others.

"Hey! Are you back?

How about it?

Qiu Sheng, isn’t the only ghost that pesters you?”

Wencai asked excitedly.

Neither Nanchen nor Uncle Jiu spoke.

Qiu Sheng squeezed out a smile of neither sadness nor joy:

"Except, how are you now?"

After listening to it, Wencai raised his hands and said:

"After soaking the glutinous rice water, I felt better.

Look, the wound is almost healing.”

After saying that, he showed his arm.

Uncle Jiu glanced at Wencai's arm and found that his wound was no longer black and purple, but turned into a fresh red.

Then he pinched it with his hands.

"Oh, Master, why are you pinching me?"

After saying that, Wencai still touched his arm with some pain.

Seeing this, Uncle Jiu couldn't help but feel relieved.

Since you have a feeling, it means that the rigid flesh and blood have regained vitality.

The zombie poison in Wencai's body should have been removed from the past ten years...

"It's fine, don't soak it anymore, so as not to catch a cold."

On weekdays, Uncle Jiu was a little embarrassed to Qiu Sheng’s literary talent.

I am still very concerned about life.

"It's the master!"

Wencai replied, then crawled out of the bucket.

Uncle Jiu turned around and looked at Nanchen and others and said:

"It's too late now, go to bed! I'll watch tonight."

Qiu Sheng was exhausted, and Wencai was timid and dared not watch the night.

The two of them pissed off:

"Master, then we'll go to bed."

After saying that, the two of them turned around and left without hesitation.

Uncle Jiu asked: Seeing that Nan Chen was not leaving yet, he asked:

"Nanchen, why don't you go to bed?"

However, Nan Chen hugged Uncle Jiu and said:

"Master, you are tired, too.

Let me do the night watch tonight!”

When Uncle Jiu heard this, he felt relieved.

He has indeed not had a good rest these days, and he has dark circles.

And among these three apprentices.

These three disciples, Nan Chen, are not only talented but also calm in their minds, but also respect their teachers and Taoism the most.

The look at Nanchen was a little more satisfied.

But Uncle Jiu knew that Nanchen was beating Xiao Jiujiu in his heart.

Nanchen actually knows that in the original plot.

Tonight, the zombies won't appear.

He proposed to watch out for the night and he could still sleep.

At the same time, it can also help Uncle Jiu maintain enough energy
To be continued...