I Am the Corpse Master

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Just as the two were talking, the door of Yizhuang was slammed open.

Mrs. Ren, here we come.

His robes were all in tatters, and the place on his chest that had previously been blasted closed.He has a Qing Dynasty yin-yang hairstyle, with messy hair hanging down the back of his head.

He spit out a dark corpse aura, and the old man came over mechanically.

No more jumping.

Black and stiff.

“Uncle Shi, can Hei Zongsha walk?”

“Generally, except for the zombie king at the peak, they all jump.” Jiu Shu replied.

Jiang Lin’s face sank, and Ninth Uncle also looked solemn.They would rather deal with zombies that can only jump than zombies that can walk.

Zombies, corpse pills, advanced, dead body meridians.

These words appeared in Jiang Lin’s mind.

So this old man is the “Ren and Du two meridians” that opened up the meridians of his dead body.

Grandpa Ren stepped out and stepped on the glutinous rice on the ground.

The sound of a soldering iron entering the water was heard on the ground.

The soles of Mr. Ren’s feet were corroded by the glutinous rice, and he jumped directly onto the wall.

“There is glutinous rice outside. Let’s wait for him to come in from above and invite him into the urn.”

Jiu Shu informed Qiu Sheng and Jiang Lin of his plan.

Please put the body in the urn.

“Hurry up and bring the peach wood sword.”

Jiu Shu gave Qiu Sheng an order and went upstairs with Jiang Lin first.

All other doors and windows have been sealed, and if the zombies want to come in, they can only jump from the broken window of the skylight.

At the same time Wen Cai came up, Grandpa Ren also jumped down from the skylight.

“Ow.”

Grandpa Ren shouted and grabbed Jiang Lin with both hands.

Jiang Lin’s arms were slightly bulging, and he grabbed the old man’s wrists with both hands.

“Ink bucket!”

Jiang Lin, whose face was flushed, burst out these two words from between his teeth.

Jiu Shu and Qiu Sheng pulled the ink line and rushed towards Grandpa Ren.

“Jiang Lin, short!”

Hearing this, Jiang Lin’s legs were crossed, and his stature suddenly became shorter.

The ink bucket bullet hit the old man and knocked him out.

The two were about to shoot again, but Mr. Ren pulled the pillar on the stone platform with one hand and rammed it into the ninth uncle.

Qiu Sheng held the peach wood sword in both hands and slashed at the old man Ren.

As a result, the peach wood sword was caught in his hand and was directly broken.

Peach wood swords are useless.

Seeing this, Qiu Sheng turned around and kicked Mr. Ren’s chest, only to be kicked out.

Then Jiang Lin jumped up and kicked with his feet in a series, kicking away the claws of the old man, and turned back in the air.

The five Yang Yin Talismans overlapped with both hands and slammed into Grandpa Ren’s chest.

The old wound on Mrs Ren’s chest immediately relapsed, causing him to scream in pain and push Jiang Lin straight.

Jiang Lin smashed the wooden fence with his back and fell directly from the second floor.

“Brother Lin!”

“Brother Lin!”

Ren Tingting broke away from Wencai’s hand and ran towards Jiang Lin.

At this moment, she is no longer afraid of zombies, she is afraid of Jiang Lin’s accident.

“Tingting, go! Wencai, pull Tingting outside the hospital!”

Jiang Lin shouted.

At this time, Uncle Ninth upstairs swung a moon sword and slashed at the head of Mrs. Ren.

With a sound of “Dang”, the Yanyue Knife was blown away.

Grandpa Ren ignored the ninth uncle behind him, and he was full of hatred for Jiang Lin who had repeatedly hit him.

Leaping down from the second floor, Mrs. Ren grabbed Jiang Lin.

Awei next to the door picked up a log and swung it towards Grandpa Ren who was in the air.

Unfortunately, it was empty.

When Jiang Lin couldn’t let it go, a carp stood up straight, raised his hand and a thunderbolt talisman slammed on Mrs. Ren’s body.

Blow you up!

“boom!”

Grandpa Ren was blasted to a height of two meters and fell to the ground.

He was charred black, and arcs flashed from time to time.

A large piece of dead meat was blown away from his chest.

Qiu Sheng and Jiu Shu jumped down.

The three attacked the old man at the same time.

Chongyang fried!

Lightning rune!

Five suns fried!

At the same time, the eight talismans slammed into the old man Ren.

He was blasted with black pus, his skin was ripped open, and even his bones were exposed.

Grandpa Ren was unsteady, and with a swing of his arms, the three of them were thrown away.

Ninth Uncle grabbed the Yanyue knife on the ground and chopped it out, but Mr. Ren grabbed the handle of the knife and pushed it straight back.

The ninth uncle was lifted up with a knife and hit the pillar.

A sound of piercing flesh came, and Grandpa Ren’s fingernails were inserted into Ninth Uncle’s chest.

Jiang Lin picked up the ink bucket line at hand, and wrapped it around Mr. Ren’s arms.

The ninth uncle was thrown out.

“Uncle Shi!” Jiang Lin hurried over to support Uncle Ninth.

Seeing Grandpa Ren rushing towards Ninth Uncle and Jiang Lin, Qiu Sheng pushed the log beside him and slipped Grandpa Ren down.

The old man Ren, who got up, was about to attack Ninth Uncle and Jiang Lin again. Ninth Uncle held up the dustpan full of glutinous rice.

Grandpa Ren immediately stopped and was very afraid of the big dustpan of glutinous rice.

“Uncle, he can see it.”

Jiang Lin really admired the old man Ren, and he could open his eyes at the stage of being stiff.

What a genius in a corpse.

“Attack his eyes!”

Ninth Uncle threw the dustpan on Mrs. Ren.

There was a crackling sound, but it did no substantial damage to Mrs. Ren.

“Junior Brother, cooperate with me!”

Qiu Sheng pulled out two steel swords, trying to destroy the eyes of old man Ren.

Oh shit!You don’t know what your surname is.

Jiang Lin burst into flames, his muscles knotted in knots, he jumped out from a short body, and rushed towards Mrs. Ren’s feet.

With all his strength, Jiang Lin picked up the old man, like throwing an iron chain, and threw the old man.

Qiusheng’s eyes bulged, this power is really scary.

“Bang bang bang…”

The floor of Yizhuang was shattered by Mr. Ren’s head.

In the end, Jiang Lin threw it to the ground.

“Senior brother, dazzling!”

Qiusheng seized the opportunity, jumped up, hooked his feet on the hanging curtains on the wall, and pierced the corpse’s eyes with his swords.

But even if the old man was smashed by Jiang Lin, he still didn’t suffer much damage. He directly grasped the two swords that were stabbed and broke it.

“Five Suns Fried!”

Jiang Lin rolled over from the old man Ren, and stuck a Yang Yin Talisman on his face.

It directly blew half of his eye out.

“Senior brother, take care of the uncle first, he will give it to me.”

Jiang Lin took a deep breath and relaxed, with his feet shoulder-width apart and his knees slightly inward.

He drew the Yang Talisman between the thumbs of both hands, and made a gesture of welcoming the enemy.

“Jiang Lin, martial arts are useless to him.”