Zombie: At the beginning, I was appointed by Uncle Jiu to open the museum

Chapter 323 The Gaze from the Abyss of Hell

The evil energy in Chenjiacun was temporarily suppressed by Uncle Jiu and Han Feng, master and apprentice.

Wen Cai's physical fitness is poor because of the demonic energy, and it will take time to recover.

But it's really not peaceful here.

Uncle Jiu originally wanted Qiusheng to take Wencai back to Yizhuang to recuperate, but he was really worried.

Just in case something happens along the way.

I had to bring a few apprentices with me.

The village also regained a little vitality.

People started walking on the street.

night.

Uncle Jiu took Han Feng and Xiaohu back to the old woman's house they had rented before.

By the dim candlelight, Han Feng told the story of the black-faced priest and his apprentice Heifeng.

Uncle Jiu's stern face became even colder.

"Hei Mian, I've never heard of this name before."

He hadn't even heard of Uncle Jiu, so Han Feng was even more surprised.

"Master, it may be a new sect emerging later, it's normal if you haven't heard of it."

It can only be explained that way.

Uncle Jiu didn't speak, but dipped a wooden stick in wax and drew a talisman on the table.

Stretching out his hand to grab it, the empty spell on the table instantly turned into a real thing, and Uncle Jiu stuck it on the door.

"Afeng, you and I suppressed the demon energy before, and our internal strength was seriously damaged. Before the internal strength is fully recovered, it is better to be more careful."

Han Feng was stunned for a moment.

After recovering, he nodded quickly, "Yes! Uh, I know Master."

Uncle Jiu saw that something was wrong with Han Feng, but he couldn't tell what was wrong, so he turned around and went back to the room to rest.

Before going to bed, the old woman brought hot water to the master and apprentice.

Without Uncle Jiu, everyone in their family would have been doomed.

The old lady was grateful, and she didn't even want Uncle Jiu and the others to leave.

The black devil in the village has not been solved yet, and the Taoist priest living in the house is the best amulet.

Han Feng turned over, covered his head with the quilt, and exhaled.

"Fortunately, there is no revealing."

Because I have obtained the body of merit, I have already developed immunity and resistance to the magic energy here.

But Uncle Jiu didn't know yet.

Han Feng didn't intend to tell Uncle Jiu either. Uncle Jiu was very small-minded.

He was still in the next room panting heavily to recover his inner strength, and after struggling for a while with both hands, he slowly got up.

Uncle Jiu, who had just finished training, was drenched all over, but it was not convenient to take a bath here, so he had to wipe his body casually with an old rag.

Lifting the curtain, he saw Han Feng sleeping soundly.

Pulling it up from the quilt, "Afeng, did you just fart what you said as a teacher? I just said that I asked you to practice to restore your internal strength, and now you are lazy and sleep for me?"

Han Feng's face was ruddy, full of energy, and he opened the eyes of the two gentlemen, "Master, I'm really sleepy, can I do it tomorrow? Besides, I'm so shallow, I'm sure I won't recover as quickly as you. It will recover in a while."

Looking at Han Feng, Uncle Jiu felt that this guy didn't look like his internal strength was damaged at all.

On the contrary, it was me, with a pale face, doing a little bit of heavy work, and sweating all over with a little effort.

Suspiciously, Uncle Jiu gave a soft oh and let go of Han Feng.

Just getting ready to lie down.

Suddenly there was another knock on the door.

"Who?"

Outside the door, the old woman's voice sounded.

"It's me, that's it."

"Ma'am, it's so late, what can you do?"

While speaking, Uncle Jiu had already put on his clothes and went to open the door.

As the door opened, the moonlight outside the crack of the door gradually diffused on Uncle Jiu's face.

"It's like this. I'm always worried about my little boy. Since he recovered last time, he's always been coughing and lethargic. I want you to go over and help me take a look."

The old woman wasn't as pale as before, her face became brighter, her movements became more flexible, and her eyes became brighter.

"Okay, let's go."

Uncle Jiu readily agreed.

After Uncle Jiu left here, Qiusheng smiled at Han Feng, "Hey, Afeng, I think this old woman probably has a crush on our master."

"If your wife knows what you said, do you think you still have a job?"

Qiu Sheng grinned, "If you don't tell me, I won't tell, who knows."

Wencai poked his head out, "I said! Tell you not to buy me cigarettes during the day."

help!

Qiu Sheng stretched out his fist and hit Wen Cai directly on the head.

……

next door.

The old woman looked at the child who had been coughing on the bed, her face was full of sorrow and worry.

The child was coughing even when he was asleep.

After Uncle Nine's pulse was over, he gently put the child's hand back under the quilt.

"It doesn't matter, the child's physical condition is poor, just like my apprentice, he can't afford to be sick, and he hasn't recovered yet."

"This phenomenon is normal. You have to recuperate for a period of time after being affected by such a powerful demonic energy."

Uncle Jiu patiently explained.

"That's good, that's good!"

Uncle Jiu got up to leave.

The old woman hurriedly chased after her.

"Master Dao, it's still the same sentence, I hope you can stay here for a while, we will treat you with delicious food and drink, just hope that we can take care of us."

The old woman's face, which had experienced many vicissitudes, was wrinkled again.

"Don't worry, as I said before, we won't leave for a day until the black demon is eliminated."

Only then did the old woman smile.

To put it bluntly, if the devilish energy is so fatal, then the black devil is definitely not easy to deal with.

But of course there are some things that cannot be said to this old woman, even a peasant woman would not understand them.

Talking too much will only make her more afraid.

After resting here for a day and a night.

this evening.

In the dark and gloomy sky, lightning, thunder, and wind howled.

Uncle Jiu looked at the sky and remained silent.

But in his heart, an ominous premonition arose spontaneously.

"Master, is it possible that the Heavenly Demon is coming out to cause trouble again?"

Han Feng also looked up at the strange sky outside.

And at this moment, Heimian, who was three kilometers away, was leading his apprentice Heifeng to worship the heaven and the earth.

"Heaven and earth gods and demons, the channel orders."

"If I influence you today, the demons will surely arrive."

Heimian shook the bell while silently chanting a spell.

Suddenly, there was a strong wind.

The incense candles on the table were instantly extinguished by the strong wind.

Heifeng, who was stuck with a black charm by Heimian, has been imprisoned by Master Heimian with a spell.

His face was expressionless, standing upright like a zombie.

"Come!"

The black face wants to summon the demon.

With a drink, Heifeng, whose eyes were closed tightly, suddenly opened them.

"I'm sorry, apprentice, but the master wants to find the black devil before the devilish energy on your body completely dissipates!"

"Be patient, Master won't let you have trouble, huh?"

This black face has completely gone mad.

Even the life and death of his apprentice can be ignored.

At this time, Heifeng has no ability to resist at all.

However, for her, it is also one of her wishes to help her master summon the black demon, absorb the power of the heavenly demon, and achieve great deeds.

Both master and apprentice are crazy.

In the darkness, the ghost of the black devil seemed to be everywhere.

The wind howling from all directions seemed to come from the roar of the devil in ancient times.

Rumble!

Another huge thunderclap streaked across the dark night sky.

The black face clasped his hands together, like a devout believer, worshiping the heaven and the earth.

Sudden.

outside the window.

A pair of scarlet eyes with a length of [-] meters floated in the air, staring coldly at Heifeng.

Like a ghostly hope from the abyss of hell!