I train Batman in a horror world

Grandpa Ren has finally turned into a zombie!

Yes, I know, that sounds a little strange.

What do you mean someone finally turned into a zombie?!

Can't you say something nice?!

But there's nothing I can do!

He was already associated with the word "zombie" from the very beginning. The reason he didn't completely become a zombie was entirely due to Bruce's wealth and wisdom, as well as Uncle Nine's little bit of help.

For Bruce.

In a way, the fact that Old Master Ren eventually turned into a zombie gave me a sense of relief.

Great.

Finally, we can burn him to death openly and honestly...

So from the moment Old Master Ren turned into a zombie and broke out of his coffin.

Influenced by the entire "restaurant's" home turf, coupled with Uncle Nine's personal presence and Bruce's pre-prepared methods, the situation was dire.

The zombie was quickly subdued.

Poor child~

......

now.

Charity home.

A wisp of black smoke rose from the courtyard, and the firelight flickered with the crackling of the firewood.

Master Ren, along with his children, knelt before a cluster of flames and wept loudly.

"Father, it is your unfilial son who has failed you..."

"Waaaaaahhhhhh..."

Upon receiving the message from Awei's messenger, they rushed to the mortuary immediately.

Perhaps there was an element of Uncle Nine's deliberate intent involved; before completely eliminating the zombies, Uncle Nine still allowed Master Ren's family to witness the zombies' wickedness.

Then I saw Mr. Ren, the biological father version of the zombie.

He made a decisive, sweeping gesture.

burn!

He burned his own father!

More important than her own life was whether her father could be cremated safely.

Meanwhile, there was that old feng shui master who had formed a bond with Old Master Ren.

He was struck by lightning and fell to the ground, and soon after, he died.

Bruce was worried that the guy wouldn't be able to breathe his last and would turn into a zombie in the future, so he suggested that they just burn him together with Old Master Ren.

Mr. Ren originally planned to find a burial plot for the person, which would be a way to put an end to this matter.

However, upon hearing that the other party was at risk of becoming a zombie, he agreed to Bruce's plan without hesitation.

And so, Old Master Ren had another companion on his journey to the underworld.

Old Master Ren was cremated in the mortuary.

The feng shui master is burning incense outside.

The mortuary, ablaze with flames, was bustling with activity, and the faint aroma of cooked glutinous rice could be smelled in the distance.

"Waaaaah, my father, please don't blame your unfilial son..."

The sound of Master Ren crying could be heard from inside the courtyard to outside.

Bruce couldn't help but hiss.

He wasn't breathing because of the other person's crying, but because Uncle Jiu was applying ointment to him.

"Don't move." Uncle Nine held a medicine pen and wiped Bruce's swollen eyes.

"Oh." Bruce sat obediently.

Because of the Ren family, they had been "kicked out" long ago and were simply assigned to stay outside to guard the feng shui master's cremation.

And Foul, who had always stood on Bruce's shoulders, asked at this moment:

"They both ultimately went their separate ways. Are you satisfied with this outcome?"

"That'll have to wait until they've completely turned to ash," Bruce replied quietly.

I overheard the conversation between the man and the bat.

Uncle Nine couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.

He carefully examined Bruce's face. All the necessary ointment had been applied, and now all he needed was time to rest before his adorable doll-like face returned to normal.

As Uncle Nine put away the ointment, he said, "Next time you encounter a situation like that, don't be so reckless."

That situation.

Naturally, this refers to Bruce directly asking God to strike him with lightning.

In this situation, either Bruce and the feng shui master will be crushed to death.

Either the feng shui master dies.

In short, no matter what the situation, it would be far too dangerous for an eight-year-old child!

Bruce shook his head: "I remember you said, Uncle Nine, that if a person stands upright, acts righteously, and has a clear conscience, heaven will be on his side."

"So I don't believe I will get hurt."

Of course, while Bruce said that, he actually had another thought in his mind.

That is, what if the lightning really strikes you?

Then this world is not worth his experience.

What's the point of learning anything if it's useless when you encounter bad people?

Although he wasn't sure if Foul would intervene to help him at the last minute.

But Bruce still had this idea in mind.

"Silly boy, you're my little bat cub, who else would I help if not you?"

"..."

As if knowing what he was thinking, Fowler nudged Bruce with his butt and chuckled.

Bruce shrugged and said nothing.

Uncle Nine just sighed, "We still need to be careful."

Bruce simply hummed in agreement, then turned to look at the cluster of fires not far from them.

Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai, the two senior brothers, were adding firewood to the fire to make it burn brighter.

They originally wanted to go inside and burn paper money with Tingting, but Uncle Jiu pulled them out by the ear.

Looking at Bruce's silent profile, Uncle Nine guessed that the boy still hadn't completely put his mind at ease.

I'm afraid we'll only know for sure when Old Master Ren and the feng shui master have truly turned to ashes.

Only then will Bruce be completely at ease.

This is indeed the case.

Bruce believes that it's only because there aren't any efficient crematoriums here that...

"Take good care of yourself; the matter is now considered closed."

Uncle Nine suddenly stood up, patted Bruce on the shoulder, and then walked into the mortuary without looking back.

Bruce didn't understand what Uncle Nine meant.

He thought that Uncle Nine had the same way of eavesdropping on people's thoughts as Holmes!

"Uncle Nine patted you on the shoulder three times, meaning he wants you to go to his room at midnight tonight," Fu Er said.

"Go to Uncle Nine's room?" Bruce was bewildered.

"He's going to teach you everything he knows." Fowle shook his head.

"?"

A little while later, Fu'er also left, and judging from the direction he flew away, it seemed he was going to find Uncle Nine.

Before leaving, Fow returned the unfinished candied hawthorn to Bruce.

"Here's your reward."

Bruce immediately flew into a rage: "What do you mean, 'what about my reward'? Explain to me why there's only one left!?"

Upon hearing this, the bat flew even faster.

Fowler's silence infuriated Bruce!

So he watched the cremation of the body while finishing the last candied hawthorn.

The taste was not much different from the beginning.

It neither got tastier nor tastier.

In short, it's still the same.

Sweet and sour.

......

Inside Uncle Jiu's house.

Uncle Nine took out a book, flipped through a few pages, his ears suddenly twitched, and then he silently stuffed the book into his chest.

A short while later.

A bat kicked open the door and flew in, looking quite impressive!

"What do you mean? Are you going to teach my bat cub Lei Fa or not?!"

"Are you teaching me how to do things?"

"Oh my god!?"