Chapter 371 Forced to open business Early morning the next day. Yizhuang main hall. A little girl wearing a white pleated skirt, with two braids on her head, and a piece of air bangs on her forehead, placed nine bowls of rice on the long table, and then took nine bowls of rice with wooden sticks from the altar. After lighting the long incense, he inserted it into the hot rice, clapped his hands and said: "Brothers, dinner is ready!" On both sides of the main hall, on the nine coffins, five from the left and four from the right, the coffin lids suddenly moved downwards. Nine zombies with pale faces and wearing Qing Dynasty official robes leaped out from them. In front of a zombie that looked very vicious. Under the leadership, they walked to their respective positions with uniform steps. “Eat well, no fighting, no grabbing food!” the little girl said seriously. The burly zombie with its nine white-faced fangs looked like a good baby in front of her, nodding hurriedly. “Let’s have dinner.” Following the little girl’s order, the nine zombies picked up their rice bowls and quickly scooped the rice into their mouths using the wooden base under the burning incense. “Do zombies also need food?” Zhang Ling, who had just walked out with Qin Yao in the yard, asked in shock.
Qin Yao looked carefully at the scene in the hall, and that strong sense of familiarity came to his mind again... Now he can be sure that this is indeed a "story", but it is definitely not a Hong Kong film. In all likelihood, it was a local zombie movie from Treasure Island in the previous life! Although he watched movies regardless of region in his previous life, his main focus was on old-fashioned Hong Kong movies. The impression left on him by this treasure island zombie movie was so shallow that even if it felt familiar, he couldn't think of the specific one for a while. movie. "There is no blood for them to eat, so we can only feed them fragrant rice." The third uncle, whose silver hair was meticulously combed back and wearing a white cardigan, walked slowly over and said with a smile. Seeing his appearance, Qin Yao's heart moved: "I'm going out, third uncle." “Yes, I made an appointment with the boss of Dafa Cotton Factory earlier, and I will go and give him a feng shui check today.” The third uncle said with a kind face. “Grandpa.” Just when Qin Yao was thinking about Dafa Cotton Factory, a little Lolita with a ponytail quickly ran over from the main hall. "Fellow Taoist, let me introduce to you. This is my granddaughter Tiantian. She is already in the sixth level of human teacher at a young age." The third uncle touched the little Loli's head and said to Qin Yao in a showy manner. “Amazing, amazing…” Qin Yao gave a thumbs up, admiring and recalling. Suddenly, a plot suddenly appeared in my mind like a flash of inspiration, connecting all the known information. The corpse exorcist, the little zombie, Tiantian, the third uncle, the cotton factory... Isn’t this Damn the Phantom Taoist Priest? Judging from the current plot progress, this should be the first part of the Phantom Taoist, the story of Zombie Boy... He couldn't remember whether there were 6 or 7 "Fantasy Taoist" movies in total. He only remembered that this series seemed to be a classic of Treasure Island zombie movies, a masterpiece that was used to benchmark "Uncle Nine"! "Mr. Qin, Miss Zhang, are you in a hurry to leave?" The third uncle was so praised that the smile on his face suddenly became even brighter: "If you are not in a hurry, you can come with us to the teahouse to have some breakfast. I know there is a family The breakfast served in the teahouse is very authentic. ” Qin Yao smiled slightly: "Suddenly I remembered that we still have some things to do in the town, so we don't have to leave in a hurry. Third uncle, can you let us stay in Yizhuang for a few more days? Don't worry, we will continue to pay the rent we should pay, on a daily basis. The price of an ocean.” The third uncle was in a good mood and had a low rent, so he immediately agreed: "Okay, okay, you can live here as long as you want."
“Mama…” Just as he was talking, a little zombie wearing an official robe and a flower feather jumped out of the rental house and shouted with a smile. “Ah, so cute~” The moment she saw the little zombie, Tiantian’s eyes lit up and she exclaimed. “Ma Ma.” Si Qin raised his arms, jumped to Zhang Ling’s side, opened his arms and hugged the girl’s thigh. Zhang Ling leaned over and picked him up, asking, "Are you hungry?" “Hungry…” Si Qin said. “Third uncle, are there any clothes for children in Yi Zhuang?” Zhang Ling raised his eyes and said, “I want to give this little guy a bath, change his clothes, and take him out to eat.” "There are some clothes left over from my childhood. I'll go get them." Before the third uncle could reply, the little girl ran back to her room. “It seems she really likes this little zombie.” The third uncle laughed dumbly. After making a joke, he pointed to a bamboo hut in the yard and said, “That’s the bathroom. You can take him to wash in it.” Lean less. Inside the bamboo house. In front of the steaming wooden barrel. Siqin's goose-egg-sized hands were holding on to his clothes, and he looked at the two beauties, one big and one small, in front of him in horror. They actually wanted to watch him take a shower. No, it’s to give him a bath! "The water temperature is just right. What are you doing standing there? Take off your clothes." Zhang Ling reached out and stirred in the bucket, then turned around and said. "don't want." "don't want…" Si Qin sat down on the ground, his back pressed tightly against the barrel, shaking his head wildly. "Although you won't sweat, there is dust from the wind and rain. How can you do it without taking a shower?" Zhang Ling shook his head. “I don’t want it.” Siqin insisted. "You can't follow us unless you take a shower." Zhang Ling said with a straight face. “Dad~” Si Qin called loudly. "Stop shouting, your dad won't care about you." Zhang Ling said seriously. “Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo of of of their art...” Under her pressure, Siqin cried and took off his clothes obediently. The look of aggrievedness at being forced to do business made Tiantian laugh out loud. Children, lovely children, even if they cry out of grievance, they will not make people feel bored, they will only cherish or amuse adults. As she laughed, the little zombie cried even harder, and its level of grievance increased.
what. I cry so sadly, and you still laugh? Still laughing? ! ! Half an hour later. The new-looking little zombie was led out by Zhang Ling. When he saw Qin Yao playing chess with his third uncle in the yard, he couldn't hold back anymore and threw himself into his arms while crying. Feeling the little guy twitching in his arms, Qin Yao was stunned. no… It’s just a bath, why are you so aggrieved? After hesitating for a moment, he finally raised his hand, patted the little zombie's back gently, and advised: "Okay, okay, don't cry. We can't take you to the street like you were before. Wash." Once you are clean and put on new clothes, you can go out to eat.” Hearing that he was eating, the little guy's cries suddenly subsided. Soon. The group had breakfast at Yunlai Teahouse. Qin Yao paid the bill together, and the two parties parted ways outside the teahouse. The third uncle is going to take Tiantian to Dafa Cotton Factory to check the feng shui, while Qin Yao is going to take the couple to buy clothes on the street. After all, a little boy can't always wear girls' clothes. And there is still something left. A blink of an eye. One day passed. In the evening, Qin Yao and his wife returned to Yizhuang. They handed the clothes that the little zombie had changed back to Tiantian and asked with a smile: "How do you like the Feng Shui?" "piece of cake." Tiantian hugged her clothes and looked proud: "It didn't even take Master's intervention. I solved it by myself." "awesome." Tiantian chuckled and reached out to hold the little zombie's hand: "Brother Qin, Sister Zhang, I'm taking Aqin to play." “Go, go.” Zhang Ling smiled like an aunt. “Tiantian, we’re here to play with you.” After dinner, a fat man with glasses on his nose opened the door of Yizhuang, and three figures quickly came in behind him. “Watermelon rind, buck teeth, little black, little tiger.” In the bedroom, Tiantian opened the window and waved to the four of them. The little zombie followed to the window and looked out curiously. "Why is there still a man? Is my Tiantian impure?" the little fat man said, covering his heart. “Have you hit him too much with the duster, and your eyesight is no longer good?” Xiaohu, who had short hair, slapped him on the back and mocked. “That’s right, that’s right, there must have been too many handjobs. I can’t even tell the difference between a man and a child.” The young man with dark cheeks said.
"I also want to go to Tiantian's room." Buckteeth looked yearning. “Are you worthy?” the other three teenagers asked in unison. Buck teeth: “…” Tiantian took the little zombie out of the room and introduced them to each other. Teenagers are not interested in little zombies, they are only interested in beautiful little lolita. The dog licking mode was launched quickly. He would use a series of sweet words to the little lolita, trying his best to make the other person laugh. At the age when love begins, beauty is the greatest asset. "You brats, you run here whenever you have free time. Do you know that it costs money to be friends? If you don't work hard to make money, how can you just rely on your words to make friends?" At this time, a man wearing low-quality linen clothes and speaking dirty words Hu's capable man strode into Yizhuang and shouted towards the yard. "Sha Pi Gou." In the guest room, by the window, Qin Yao looked intently at the visitor and murmured. According to the plot, if nothing unexpected happens, this is the final BOSS in the first part. “Shar Pei? Where is the Shar Pei?” Zhang Ling approached him curiously. Qin Yao laughed: "There is no Shar-Pei dog. What I am talking about is Shar-Pei Gou, the dog who wants wealth and honor. Don't forget the dog. It's a name for a person." Zhang Ling looked far away at the black-bearded man in the yard, puzzled: "How could any parent in the world give their child such a name?" Qin Yao shook his head, turned around and went out: "I'm going to say hello..." Looking blankly at Qin Yao walking into the yard and walking towards the black-bearded man, Zhang Ling suddenly reacted. its not right. She has been inseparable from him these past two days, and she has never seen him have any interaction with this black-bearded man! So, how did he know that his name was Shapigou? "May I ask if your surname is Sha?" In the yard, Qin Yao slowly came to the black-bearded man and cupped his hands. "I am none other than Sha. May I ask who you are?" the black-bearded man replied. “The surname is Qin, and the single character is Yao.” Qin Yao lowered his arms and said solemnly: "Mr. Sha, your hall is dark and dark clouds are covering your head. I fear there will be disaster." Shapigou: “…” This tone of voice is very similar to that of a fortune teller in the market! "Mr. Qin, I have no money." After a moment of silence, Shapigou said with a bitter smile. "Do you think I want to defraud you of money?" Qin Yao raised his eyebrows, took out his space bag, took out a thick stack of banknotes, and patted it gently in his hand: "Do you want me to order some for you on the spot? How much is it? " Shapigou was stunned, his eyes jumping up and down along with the stack of banknotes. Nominally, he is the leader of a circus troupe. In fact, his circus troupe consists of only five people including him, and the remaining four are still children who need to be taken care of.
No one here understands the difficulty of life better than him, and no one desires money more than him. For a moment, he even had the idea of killing people and taking wealth. What finally made him give up this idea was not his conscience, but the other party's burly body and strong oppression. “You just had murderous intentions towards me.” Qin Yao suddenly paused while slapping the banknotes and said in a deep voice. "I didn't, I didn't dare." Shapigou denied it flatly, actually not daring to look into those eyes that seemed to be able to penetrate people's hearts. Qin Yao put away the banknote and said calmly: "Okay, that's not important. What's important is whether you are willing to believe me or not." "If you don't believe him, the outcome will probably not be good." Zhang Ling walked out of the room slowly. “Who are you?” Shapigou asked anxiously. "I am a Feng Shui master..." Zhang Ling smiled slightly and suddenly said: "Did you lose a lot of money today?" Shapigou's heart trembled and he lost his voice: "Can you even see this?" Zhang Ling glanced at Shai Gui, who was lying on Shapigou's back, and said: "Not only can I see that you lost money today, but I can also see that you have been losing money in the past week. The more you lose, the more you lose. The more I wanted to get it back, the more I gave the money I earned through hard work to the casino.” “Master!” Shapigou was unfazed by Qin Yao's previous accusation that Yintang had gone dark, and even thought that the other party wanted to defraud money. At this moment, after being struck by Zhang Ling's tendency to lose every bet, Shapigou instantly broke through his guard and bowed deeply to Zhang Ling: "Master, please help me, as long as I can win back my capital." Zhang Ling was speechless: "You are simply... hopeless!" Your life is at stake. Instead of asking how to save your life, you should first ask how to make money. Zhang Ling was convinced. Shapigou smiled bitterly and said: "Death may be a relief for me, but poverty must be a kind of torture for me... I am really afraid of being poor!" Zhang Ling said with a strange expression: "So in your mind, getting rich depends entirely on getting rich overnight?" Shapigou was speechless. Qin Yao took out an evil-proofing talisman and a corpse-fixing talisman from the space bag, and handed them to Shapi Gou: "God has the virtue of good life, so good will have good consequences, and evil will have evil retribution. We are destined to meet each other, but we can't. I'll watch you die. Keep these two talismans. If you don't walk at night in the future, you might be able to escape..." He didn’t say anything else. If you can't escape and become a vampire zombie like in the original work, then there is only one way to die. Two days later. Qin Yao, Zhang Ling, and Third Uncle were sitting in the pavilion in the courtyard, confirming what they had learned to each other. Four young men suddenly ran in, knelt down outside the pavilion with a plop, and said in unison: "Third Uncle, please Please save our master!" (End of this chapter)