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Ying Zheng and Zhao Xuan had been deadlocked for a long time over the issue of Jin DaDuo's accommodation.
In the end, it was Zhao Xuan, the master, who was slightly better and won the battle, and Jin mostly stayed in Yingzheng's room.
Ying Zheng frowned, and took Jin Dadu back to his room with a dark face.
There are only three bedrooms in the coffin shop, one belongs to Zhao Yu, one belongs to Ying Zheng, and the other belongs to Zhao Xuan herself. Most of Yingzheng and Jin were of the same kind, and they both slept in coffins. It happened that Yingzheng's coffin was relatively luxurious, and it was more than enough to sleep two zombies.
Although there are a lot of coffins in Zhao Xuan's store, she is unwilling to give the new coffin to Jin Da. If the new coffin is sold with the smell of corpses, there may be another zombie in the world after a few years.
Jin Duo went back to the room with Ying Zheng, and when he left, he didn't forget to take the box he dragged to Zhao Xuan, and told her: He wanted to use the things inside to make materials, and any excess would be considered as wages.
Zhao Xuan knew what was inside the box at a glance, she raised her eyebrows lightly, and smiled openly: This zombie is very good.
Jin Duo returned to the room with Ying Zheng, and the first time he saw the black yin coffin placed in the middle of the room, he was overjoyed, and jumped towards Ying Zheng's exclusive yin coffin without waiting for the owner to speak.
Kakaka, what a beautiful coffin!
It must be very comfortable to sleep in.
I want to sleep, I want to sleep, I want to sleep too much!
However, if you don¡¯t ask for it, it¡¯s called stealing.
As I said before, Jin is mostly a very polite zombie. Although he likes this coffin very much at the moment, the owner of the coffin is still by his side. No matter how much he likes it, he will not touch it without permission. touched.
A coffin is to a zombie what a house is to a mortal.
That is absolutely absolutely not allowed to "break in" without permission.
Most of Jin looked back at Ying Zheng, who had a dark and cold face and looked at him gravely.
"Can I sleep?"
Although the former boss Zhao said that this coffin can sleep two zombies. However, this person is the owner of the coffin anyway, so it is more appropriate to ask.
Ying Zheng raised his eyes, quietly staring at the hopeful Jin Dalai, and after a long time, he said calmly: "I allow you to rest in the coffin during the day before it is finished."
The meaning is obvious, it is for you to hide from the sun during the day, but forget it at night!
Well, for Ying Zheng, it is already his grace to give up the bed to a "savage" who doesn't know where he came from.
Jin Dadu was very envious of this coffin with a faint black light all over it. He looked at Ying Zheng, glanced away with difficulty, pulled the tie around his neck in a humane way, and said, "Okay!"
Anyway, zombies don't need to rest at night, they sleep during the day.
The two mutated zombies reached an agreement and lived in peace for one night.
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Early the next morning, after Zhao Xuan woke up, she told Ying Zheng to look after the store, and she took the box that Jin Dadu had dragged back to her room.
The moment Zhao Xuan opened the box, she was almost blinded by the gold inside.
Covering her eyes with her hand, she thought to herself: This zombie must have been a grave robber before he was alive, right? How many graves of dead people have been dug to find so much gold!
Well, Kim is mostly suspected.
Gold is mostly zombies, and the Yin coffin used to refine zombies is different from ordinary wooden coffins.
Thinking of Jin Dajin's peculiar identity, Zhao Xuan once again brought out her half-toned art of refining, preparing to refine a Yin coffin for Jin Dajin that belonged to him.
A zombie without karma, it would be a pity to miss it.
Other zombies do not touch karma, because they do not have a soul body, and the extinction of the physical body means that they disappear completely in the world. But this zombie dragging a box of gold to find her coffin is different. He has both soul and body, and like Ying Zheng, he will also be contaminated with karma in the world.
Zhao Yu is an extremely yin body, and his blood can be said to be a great tonic for all zombies. If Zhao Yu can be involved in cause and effect with this zombie and let him belong to him, then
Thinking of this, Zhao Xuan paused slightly, her eyes flickering. Immediately, her hands changed, a faint talisman danced in her crystal hands, and a strange aura slowly permeated the air.
Two days later, Zhao Xuan's bedroom.
A scorching light suddenly appeared, followed by an extremely complicated rune, like a tight net, covering the freshly baked golden coffin. The rune became smaller and smaller, and was finally inlaid and carved into the coffin.
Zhao Xuan withdrew her hand and let out a soft breath.
Looking at the freshly baked golden coffin in front of her, she raised the corners of her mouth in satisfaction.
Although this coffin is not as good as Ying Zheng's Yin coffin, it is still not bad, and it also has the effect of raising corpses.
Zhao Xuan clapped her hands, put away the golden coffin, opened the door and left the bedroom.
It was another weekend, and Zhao Yu returned home from school yesterday afternoon. Ever since Zhao Yu knew Ying Zheng's identity, he instantly became Ying Zheng's number one fan.
Before he went to school on Monday, he overheard that Ying Zheng was looking for Daqin Shiji. No, when it was the holiday, he went to the library to borrow a bunch of books about Daqin from Ying Zheng.
Regardless of whether it is official history or unofficial history, a schoolbag is filled with it, and even the poignant love story about Afang Palace in the biography of unofficial history, Zhao Yu did not know which street vendor picked it out
Well, fans are always very powerful.
Zhao Yu lay on the counter in the shop, pointed at the biography of A Fang Gong, and asked Ying Zheng with starry eyes, "Uncle Zheng, is the matter between you and A Fang true?"
Ying Zheng raised his head, and the blank look in his eyes flashed: "Who is Ah Fang?"
Zhao Yu blinked his eyes, and said with some disappointment: "Could it be that it's really just a legend?"
It seems that the rumors are really unbelievable. Look, even Uncle Zheng himself doesn't know who A Fang is, so there must be no such person as A Fang in history.
Alas, I thought Uncle Zheng was just like other people, when he had the tenderness of a strong man, I didn't want to, it was just something other people imagined.
When Zhao Xuan came out, she happened to see her apprentice looking old and sighing. She raised her eyebrows and said, "What are you talking about with your political uncle?"
"Master, you came out! Without saying anything, I asked Uncle Zheng about Daqin. By the way, Uncle Zheng said that there are guests at home, and he asked you to make a coffin. Master, you are going to make a coffin again. gone?"
Classmate Zhao had no idea that the guest he was talking about was actually a zombie.
Ying Zheng also learned about Zhao Yu's situation from Zhao Xuan. Knowing that he has a special physique, ordinary zombies cannot resist the temptation of his blood. As soon as Zhao Yu came home yesterday, Ying Zheng locked Jin Dadu directly in his coffin and didn't let him come out, for fear that he would not be able to restrain the zombie's instinct and bite Zhao Yu.
Yingzheng's Yin coffin is not only a Yin coffin, but also a magic weapon.
The Magical Artifact is connected with his natal life, and it couldn't be easier to trap a zombie inside.
Therefore, Jin Dadu, who was sad, kept his eyes open in the coffin until it got dark, planning to return the coffin to Ying Zheng when it got dark, but he didn't want to, and he couldn't get out after sleeping.
Of course, perhaps in his eyes, this is not a prison, but a great happiness.
After all, he had longed for a coffin for a long time. Not to mention, this is a very comfortable coffin to lie on.
Zhao Xuan glanced at Ying Zheng gratefully, and then said to Zhao Yu: "It's done."
"It was done so quickly?" Zhao Yu was surprised. He remembered that the master had been working on the coffin for nearly two years. How could it be done so quickly this time?
Zhao Xuan smiled and didn't answer him.
She looked outside the shop and said, "Go to the market and buy two catties of ribs, and bring back a piece of fresh blood."
"Oh!" Zhao Yu didn't ask any further, took the money from the counter, and went to the market.
Seeing him go out of the alley, Zhao Xuan looked back at the yard, then closed the store door, and said to Ying Zheng, "Let's go and see him."
Ying Zheng naturally understood who Zhao Xuan was referring to by "he".
He nodded, marked the book he was reading, then closed it, and followed Zhao Xuan to his bedroom.
Just entering the bedroom, Zhao Xuan frowned slightly, raised her hand, cast a spell in the room, and then nodded towards Ying Zheng.
Perhaps because the two cooperated more times, Ying Zheng immediately understood what Zhao Xuan meant.
Although he didn't know what she wanted to do, he was willing to cooperate with her.
He looked at Zhao Xuan, and a black light flashed over the black coffin in Dashou's house, and the tightly closed coffin lid suddenly opened with his movement.
Inside the coffin, a lifelike corpse lay peacefully inside.
If it weren't for the calm, heartless, undulating chest, no one would believe that this is a dead person.
Moreover, it was a person who died thousands of years ago.
The moment Ying Zheng opened the coffin, Jin Dao in the coffin opened his green eyes leisurely.
He stared blankly for a while with his eyes open, and then sat up stiffly from the coffin. He turned his head slowly, exhaling the stale air in his chest.
"Boss Zhao, is my coffin ready yet?"
Most of Jin slept very comfortably this time, and he didn't mind being shut up all night for no reason at all.
If possible, he hopes to be locked up forever like this.
This coffin is so comfortable to sleep in, he can't wait to know what his coffin will look like.
Jin Dajin is very knowledgeable, and without thinking too much, he knew that this black coffin was made by Zhao Xuan himself. This kind of dark coffin, except for the ghost catching celestial master, probably no one else in the world can make it.
He is full of expectations at the moment, hoping that Zhao Xuan will also build such a coffin for him for the sake of the box of gold he brought. He had no idea that Zhao Daxian had already dug a hole for him and was just waiting for him to jump. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com)?? Last night.
If possible, he hopes to be locked up forever like this.
This coffin is so comfortable to sleep in, he can't wait to know what his coffin will look like.
Jin Dajin is very knowledgeable, and without thinking too much, he knew that this black coffin was made by Zhao Xuan himself. This kind of dark coffin, except for the ghost catching celestial master, probably no one else in the world can make it.
He is full of expectations at the moment, hoping that Zhao Xuan will also build such a coffin for him for the sake of the box of gold he brought. He had no idea that Zhao Daxian had already dug a hole for him and was just waiting for him to jump. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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