Chapter 63 Thunder Corpse

Qin Hui helped Wen Cai with a smile, carried Mr. Ren's body into the coffin, and then bounced the ink bucket line on the coffin with him.

"Wencai, how long have you learned from Uncle Jiu? How's your learning going?" Qin Hui asked Wen Cai while pulling the line.

Wen Cai listened and said a little discouragedly, "It's been more than ten years, but I'm stupid. I can't learn what my master taught me."

Qin Hui, who knew from the movie that Wen Cai was incapable, said with an unchanged smile, "Then what will you do? Can you draw charms and catch ghosts?"

Wen Cai smiled, stroked it with his fingernails, and said, "I can only do a little!"

Listening to Wen Cai's words, Qin Hui shook her head and despised, "You have studied for more than ten years, but you can only know a little! What a shame!"

Wencai said, "I also think so, but I'm naturally stupid. I've been used to such a result for a long time." After saying this, he looked at Qin Hui, who kept shaking his head, and asked with a smile, "Brother Qin, your clothes are so beautiful! Where did you buy it?

"Clothes!" Qin Hui looked at the priest's uniform on her body and said, "This is specially made for me. You don't have to think about it. You can't buy it outside."

"I can't buy it!" Listening to Qin Hui's words, Wen Cai thought to herself, "If I can buy it, I don't have money to buy it!" No, this guy is so rich that I can't let him go like this. Thinking of this literary talent, he said flatteringly to Qin Hui, "Brother Qin! Master hasn't bought me new clothes for a long time. Can you lend me your clothes to wear? You are so rich, just lend me a few days."

"I want to wear my clothes!" Qin Hui asked with a smile.

Wen Cai replied with a cheap smile, "Yes, I can see Mr. Ren's daughter Ren Tingting tomorrow. I want to make a good impression on her."

When Qin Hui thought about the following article and looked at Ren Tingting, she said helplessly, "It's not that I don't want to borrow it from you. My clothes are tailor-made for me. Even if it's for you, you can't wear it."

Wen Cai thought of Qin Hui, who was very generous in the teahouse, and asked in a low voice, "The master made it for you! Doesn't that cost a lot of money?"

Hearing Wen Cai ask about the price, Qin Hui replied with a smile, "It's not much! Sell your master's Yizhuang, and you can almost buy a sleeve.

"Oh, that's okay." After saying this, Wen Cai immediately came to his senses and exclaimed, "What? Only when you sell the master's Yizhuang can you buy a sleeve!"

"Why, I don't believe it!" Qin Hui smiled and pointed to her clothes and said, "How much gold is your master's Yizhuang worth!" It's good to buy a sleeve. You know, my clothes are very technical.

Wen Cai thought that the ninth uncle killed demons and eliminated demons for decades and bought Yizhuang with his life savings. Unexpectedly, Qin Hui was worth a sleeve of money, and he couldn't help but feel that his outlook on life collapsed.

Qin Hui looked at the somewhat frustrated literary talent and joked, "However, I like those new things the most. If you have anything interesting, I can give you such clothes for free, so that you can also go out to be majestic. After all, this dress is nothing in my heart. You know, I'm not short of money!"

"Fun!" Wen Cai looked at Qin Hui alone and thought about his own family. But no matter what Wen Cai thinks, he can't find anything he can do.

"Okay, literary talent, it's over, let's go." Qin Hui looked at the dazed Wencai and put the ink bucket line in her hand aside and said.

Wen Cai, who was awakened by Qin Hui's words, looked at the coffin wrapped in ink thread, and walked drowsily to his room without checking at all.

Seeing Wen Cai leave first, Qin Hui patted heavily on Mr. Ren's coffin and sighed in a low voice, "Sir, that's all I can do. If you can't become a zombie, you will be disappointed. At that time, you can't blame me."

Listening to Qin Hui's whisper, Mr. Ren's coffin seemed to hear it and shook slightly.

Qin Hui looked at the shaking coffin, smiled, and then walked out of the morgue.

Late night, the stars are rare. Qin Hui sat on the roof of the morgue, drinking a little wine alone, waiting for the dead.

"Touch, touch, sand, sand, sand." Qin Hui listened to the sound of pushing the coffin cover and fingernails scratching the board, and looked up with a mouthful of white wine with a smile.

"Bang, bang, bang." Qin Hui looked at the jumping sound and saw that Mr. Ren jumped into the courtyard. Looking at the zombie in front of him with blue shining in the moonlight, Qin Hui nodded with satisfaction, waved to him and said, "Yes, you have a future. You really look like that. Well, go quickly and don't stay here. You know, it's still very dangerous for you now.

Mr. Ren saw Qin Hui on the roof at a glance with his voice.

Looking at Mr. Ren's ugly face, Qin Hui actually found a humane expression. Looking at Mr. Ren's appearance, Qin Hui waved his hand generously and said, "I'm a living Lei Feng. You don't have to thank me. I actually let you out is also purposeful. You'd better leave while Uncle Jiu doesn't get up."

Mr. Ren looked at Qin Hui in a blank way. His long nails on both hands kept rubbing against each other, stirring up blue electric lights from time to time. Then in Qin Hui's alert eyes, he bowed slightly to him, and then turned around and jumped away.

Qin Hui looked at Mr. Ren's humanized action, widened his eyes and said in disbelief, "Damn it! So polite! And he actually recognized my voice! Is there any mistake! He has become refined!"

However, Qin Hui, who had just finished saying this, said to herself in a funny way, "He can't care about my business!" Anyway, I also saw the second zombie, so I can go back to sleep. Looking at the old master Ren who disappeared from her sight, Qin Hui put the wine bottle into her pocket and jumped off the roof.

Back to his room, Qin Hui, who had just lay down to **, suddenly sat up and exclaimed, "No! Wu Zitong is still at Mr. Ren's house! If Mr. Ren also kills him, where can I find the elixir of immortality?" After saying this, Qin Hui quickly got up and chased after Mr. Ren.

After running a few streets in a row, Qin Hui stood on the street and looked at the vast night and did not find the zombie at all. And at this time, Qin Hui also found a more serious problem, that is, he got lost.

Qin Hui, who has just been here for a few days, can't tell where it is at all under the night, let alone the famous Ren's house that he has never met.

After kicking off a big tree on the roadside, Qin Hui kept walking in place and scolded, "Da Damn it, damn it."

"When, when, the sky is dry, be careful of the candles, when, when." Listening to the faint sound of the update in his ear, Qin Hui's eyes lit up, and then turned into a shadow and went to the position of the watchman.

"Ah!,,ah! Ghost! There is a ghost!" The watchman, who was patted on the shoulder by Qin Hui from the front, looked at Qin Hui appear in front of him like a ghost and shouted loudly, even unaware that the gongs and drums in his hand fell to the ground.

Listening to the noise in his ear, Qin Hui, who was in a bad mood, picked him up and asked, "Don't shout, I'm human. Tell me, do you know where Mr. Ren's home is?

The watchman who was held in Qin Hui's hand swallowed and nodded.

Seeing that the watchman knew Master Ren's house, Qin Hui held him in his hand and asked him to point to the road, but he suddenly exerted his strength under his feet, jumped to the eaves, and then galloped seven or eight meters to Mr. Ren's home.

The watchman was held in Qin Hui's hand. Looking at the buildings passing by, he thought with fear, "It's all like this, and you still say that you are a human!" This ghost even cheated himself! It seems that I'm going to die today!"

Along the way, Qin Hui did not care about the feelings of the watchman. When she stood before and after the gate of the house, Qin Hui put the watchman on the ground and nodded, "Go, it's none of your business here."

Qin Hui, who finished saying this, looked at the watchman who was still standing still and said impatiently, "What! I still want to reward money!" Thinking about the husband's help to him, Qin Hui changed his tone and said, "Okay, there's really nothing I can do with people like you." Qin Hui said and took out a large ocean exchanged on the street and threw it at the watchman's feet.

With the sound of the ocean landing, the watchman looked at Qin Hui and stood still motionless.

"Reluctance to leave yet! What! It's too little!" Qin Hui looked at the watchman who was still moving, and his tone became colder and colder.

The watchman looked at Qin Hui with a bad face, and a pool of water slowly appeared on his trousers, and said with difficulty, "Big brother, no, if you have something to do, you can go first. I really can't move."

Qin Hui looked at the watchman's appearance, shook his head contemptuously, and then jumped into the yard of Renfu.