Zombie: I made the immortal uncle Jiu by making clay figures

Step in.

The inside of the house had been destroyed.

Tables, chairs and benches, none of them are good.

On the beam, Xiaobai stretched out and hung lazily.

Below, Mr. Tan looked more and more puzzled.

But I can’t say what’s strange about it.

If we really follow what Mao Shanming said.

Ghosts are ever-changing.

That makes sense.

After thinking about it, Mr. Tan was about to give the money.

Mao Shanming's eyes lit up when he saw it.

He took two or three steps and jogged up.

"With Mao Shanming here, you can rest assured~"

Mao Shanming looked at the silver note that Mr. Tan took out.

Eyes shining.

But, when Mr. Tan took the money and was about to give it to Mao Shanming.

It suddenly occurred to me.

wrong!

Even ghosts are ever-changing.

That number is not right!

He clearly saw it.

They are a group of ghosts.

How come they have become two ghosts now! ?

Think so.

Mr. Tan reacted.

He's not stupid either.

You can see it as soon as you think about it.

This is definitely not easy!

That's when.

The room was suddenly filled with fog.

"Oh my God!"

When Mr. Tan saw it, he screamed in surprise.

He turned around and ran out.

But Mao Shanming also wants to follow.

But the response was slow.

Wait until you want to run.

The door behind him was closed immediately.

Now Mao Shanming was dumbfounded.

"Hey! Stop it! Open the door!"

Mao Shanming wanted to beg for mercy.

But then I thought, if I say that.

Then all the time I've been installing it has been wasted, hasn't it?

I thought about it.

Mao Shanming spoke again.

"I didn't take my magic weapon! I want the magic weapon!!"

But, it was too late.

Mr. Tan had already run away.

"It's over, it's over. This is terrible."

Mao Shanming was a swindler.

But he is also a disciple of Maoshan.

Don't underestimate the skills.

You may be able to see some basic ideas.

For example, resentment.

Now, the room is filled with smoke.

It's all resentment.

Moreover, it’s not just the resentment of one ghost.

Mao Shanming felt the resentment in the room.

My heart skipped a beat.

It's over now.

Even if you don't die, you will be skinned alive.

Mao Shanming swallowed his saliva.

But since he is a swindler, his brain is naturally quick.

Just thought about it.

Mao Shanming simply snorted coldly.

He picked up a chair and sat on it.

"Who is this evildoer who dares to harm others?!"

This is the last resort.

The fox pretends to be the tiger's power.

The words fell.

really.

Suddenly, a cold groan was heard from the front.

Next, inside the house.

A woman appeared directly.

Those whose feet don't touch the ground are ghosts.

“I’m so miserable.”

The female ghost was floating, her words were shrill.

Mao Shanming's back was soaked with sweat.

This ghost has such a strong resentment.

If this really doesn't scare her, then the ghost will be mad.

I guess Mao Shanming will have to die here.

Mustering up his courage, Mao Shanming spoke.

"If you have any grievances, just tell me!"

"They built the house on top of my family's ancestral grave."

"Tell me, can you feel comfortable with something pressing on you at home?"

"Humph."

Mao Shanming snorted coldly.

He took a look and continued speaking.

"So you can harm the whole family? Move them up and down?"

"He also crushed my whole family."

"My father and mother."

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As she spoke, the ghost stood there.

With a wave of his hand, two more ghosts appeared.

Maoshan appeared calm on the surface.

But I was quite panicked.

The female ghost continued to speak.

All three generations of the family were brought here.

Mao Shanming became even more panicked.

So many ghosts.

He can't bear it either.

"Girl, we are different from humans and ghosts, so it's not worth it."

But the words had just been spoken.

The female ghost was looking at him angrily.

After seeing this, Mao Shanming immediately held back the second half of his sentence.

"You suppressed my entire family, and now you want to send people to kill us. Do you think this is justifiable?"

Think so.

Mao Shanming looked around.

At a glance, he saw the umbrella he had brought in.

Inside the umbrella, there is a big treasure.

Think about it for a moment.

I guess ghosts can chat with ghosts.

Immediately, Mao Shanming opened his umbrella.

Dabao came out and looked happy.

"Is dinner ready?"

But after seeing these angry ghosts.

Silly.

"Dabao, take care of them."

"No, I can't do it, Uncle Ming!"

Dabao cried out.

This sound also made the ghosts react immediately.