"Dad, although you bit me, I don't blame you."

In the Long Family Ancestral Temple, in front of the coffin of Mr. Long, Liu Dalong said with a sincere look: "However, I haven't lived enough, I don't want to be a zombie for the time being... In order for me to survive, I have to apologize for you."

Speaking of this, he suddenly turned his head and looked towards the gate: "Guard, come in, pry your mouth and saw your teeth."

"Yes, Grandmaster!"

The two guards trotted in. One held an iron hook and a crowbar in his hand, and the other held a clean two-headed iron saw in his hand, which seemed to be a spotless double-headed iron saw. He stopped in front of Mr. Long's coffin, bent down and pushed towards the upper and lower lips of the dead body in the coffin.

But no matter how they plucked or broke it, the upper and lower lips of the dead body were like the iron plates that were stuck together, and they could not even pull out any gaps.

"I really can't open my mouth when I report to the commander." After trying hard many times, the two soldiers finally gave up and stood up straight to report.

"Is this also caused by corpse qi?" Liu Dalong asked Uncle Jiu.

Uncle Jiu nodded silently: "The corpse energy will not dissipate, and zombies in the dormant state will not open their mouths."

"Mr. Qin, do you have any good solutions?" Liu Dalong said again.

"Yes." Qin Yao said seriously: "It's very simple. Don't pry your mouth. Saw your neck first, saw off your dad's head, and let it dry for three or five days. The corpse in your mouth will almost run away. At that time, you can pry it as much as you want, and break it as you want."

Liu Dalong: “…”

"Is there a slightly gentler way?" After a long time, he said with a tangled expression: "After all, this is my dad, not a piece of abandoned wood."

"Apart from that, I'm the only one who does it myself." Qin Yao rolled up his sleeves and said, "But it needs to be stated in advance that miracles brought by Dali often have some side effects. For example, breaking a bone or two, or removing the chin and unable to push it up."

Perhaps the cutting of the head at the beginning greatly lowered Liu Dalong's bottom line. At this moment, he heard the bone-breaking chin removal and other things, and he couldn't resist and responded: "It's okay, just don't cut the head. I really can't stand my dad's head and head will be different after his death."

Qin Yao shrugged and stepped to the coffin. He reached out and snatched Mr. Long out of the coffin and placed it gently on a table that should have been used for tributes. Then he pinched the old man's cheek with one hand and pinched his chin with the other hand. He pulled his hands in the opposite direction with a click. He heard somewhere, and somewhere was crushed. Fortunately, his mouth was indeed opened after his chin was dislocated.

A stream of black corpse gas visible to the naked eye emerged from the old man's mouth and gradually disappeared into the air.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang." Liu Dalong slowly came to the four guards who were looking straight, raised his hands and tugged them one by one, and scolded: "What are you doing when you are stupid? Why don't you hurry up and Saw Teeth!"

The four guards came to the zombie in panic. The two of them opened their mouths. The two knelt on both sides of their heads, each holding one of the handles of the iron saw, and put the iron saw on the zombie's teeth. They began to saw the teeth.

Without the protection of corpse gas, the zombie teeth cannot withstand the damage of the iron saw, and were soon sawed down and sent to Liu Dalong.

"Lin Jiu, look at how many teeth do I need to take for my corpse poison?" Liu Dalong asked with his zombie teeth tightly grasped and looked up.

"I can't tell... you should just grind the powder bit by bit." Uncle Jiu said seriously: "You can stop after drinking your nails return to normal."

Liu Dalong nodded and shouted: "Captain Guard!"

"Master General." A non-commissioned officer stepped to the gate, closed his legs together, raised his arms and saluted.

Liu Dalong walked over and handed all his teeth to him: "Go and grind all these teeth for me, and make them into a pot of detoxification soup. I will drink it slowly at night."

"Yes." The chief guard took the order to leave.

"Master, it's almost dark. Your father's body needs to be dealt with as soon as possible." Qin Yao looked up at the sky and saw that the sunset was like fire, and it had reached the edge of the mountain, and the sunset shone red in the sky.

Liu Dalong said: "What should we do?"

"The best way is to burn it, and if you keep it going, you will be done with one fire." Qin Yao said.

Liu Dalong was a little hesitant when he heard this.

In this era, although there is a cremation system, it is not popular.

Some people in ordinary families died. Those with wealthy order coffins, while those with poor money use a roll of cold mats and buried them directly in the ground.

Someone from a noble family died, so there is no need to say much about the various items to be buried with. This also extends the mysterious profession of the lieutenant, a lieutenant.

If you burn your father, once it spreads, it will inevitably cause discussion among the general public.

"For Nian Ying's sake, I will remind you one last time." Qin Yao pursed his lips and said softly: "Cutting the grass without eradicating the roots, the spring breeze blows again. This time you are lucky. My master and I came in time, but what about the next time?"

Liu Dalong sighed and said, "I understand, just burn it if it should..."

Speaking of this, he was suddenly stunned: "Wait, what does it mean for Nian Ying's sake?"

Qin Yao reached out and pointed outside the house: "Don't worry about these trivial matters. If you don't want to chop your dad and fill it under the pot and burn it, you will have at most half an hour to build the pile of wood."

Liu Dalong's cheeks twitched slightly.

He understood it clearly.

This guy seems to give you multiple choice questions, but in fact he not only has no choice, but also has to do what he said.

Otherwise, things will inevitably lead to the worst outcome!

With the concerted efforts of hundreds of soldiers, a half-man-high wooden pile was quickly built.

Liu Dalong personally carried his father's body onto the pile of wood, squeezed it for a long time, but couldn't squeeze out tears. He stopped crying and waved, "Light up."

The dry wood gradually ignited by the dead grass, and the bright flames sent away the sunset, and the sky gradually became darker...

In the surging flames.

The zombies slowly recovered from their sleep.

After resuscitation, I suddenly realized something was wrong.

The sharpest fangs on my body were gone for some reason...

This is not the most terrifying thing.

What's even more terrifying is that it is lying in the sea of ​​fire now!

The zombie was really scared and jumped out of the sea of ​​fire with a loud noise, rolling on the ground, trying to extinguish the flames.

"Living, my god, it's really alive." Liu Dalong suddenly felt excited and hid behind Qin Yao.

"It's not that he's alive, but a corpse." Qin Yao said with a pursed lips: "Do you believe it? After he put out the flames on his body, he will come to talk about the relationship between father and son?"

Liu Dalong shivered hard: "Mr. Qin, for Nian Ying's sake, you must help me!"

Qin Yao grinned.
Chapter completed!