Chapter 30 Zombies, Out of the Coffin
Chapter 30 Zombies, Out of the Coffin
Tan Wenjie had just returned to his residence and parked his car against the wall. When he entered the living room, he found Tingting and Nianying dozing off on the table.
"Wenjie, you're back?" Nianying woke up when she heard the voice, and Tingting also woke up in shock.
Then the two of them looked at Tan Wenjie strangely: "Wenjie, what are you doing outside dressed like this?"
He was wearing a Taoist robe that was covered with all kinds of things, and except for his handsome face, he looked like a sloppy Taoist priest.
"Singing." Tan Wenjie answered truthfully. He didn't like lying.
Tingting was surprised: "Singing? Singing dressed like this?"
"Yes, I'll sing it for you some other day. They all say that I sing better than Lan Kwai Fong." said Tan Wenjie.
This time he answered truthfully. As a former "rich young man", Tan Wenjie did not have many ways of entertainment, because he was responsible for the job of continuing the family line. He certainly could not touch drugs. His predecessor was lustful but did not gamble. Lust was an old tradition of the Tan family. The only other ways of entertainment were listening to and singing operas.
To be frank, among the “big stars” promoted by Uncle Jiu and his friends, Tan Wenjie is often the top star, so of course he has a good voice.
"What are you two doing here instead of sleeping?"
"Wait for you to come back." Nian Ying said.
She didn't plan to wait, but since Tingting was waiting, she couldn't not wait. The female competition unfolded unconsciously like this.
At first the two were competing, but gradually they became worried, fearing that Tan Wenjie would be seduced away by some passing vixen. Fortunately, Tan Wenjie came back.
Tan Wenjie felt that the way the two of them were waiting for him to come back in the room was a bit like a wife waiting to catch an adulterer, which made him feel a little guilty.
Wait, why do you feel guilty? You are a single, high-quality man, handsome and rich, you can do whatever you want.
"Okay, go back and rest." Tan Wenjie glanced at the clock. It was already early in the morning. He said in a tone that could not be refused, "I'll take you to have morning tea tomorrow!"
"Okay." Tingting nodded, walked to Tan Wenjie's side, sniffed lightly, then turned her head and looked at Nianying.
The two of them walked away quickly hand in hand, their expressions still solemn.
"What's going on? Is it smelly?" Tan Wenjie was puzzled. He lowered his head and sniffed his robe. "Hiss, this smell is so bad!"
The sour smell of the Taoist robe and the smell of incense and paper ash were so stinky that it was no wonder that he couldn't win Xiaoyu's heart even though he was so handsome.
I won't be able to sleep tonight without a shower.
On the other side, the two women in the room closed the door.
"I smell a woman." Tingting said seriously.
"Ah?" Nian Ying's face changed.
Having Uncle Jiu is not enough, now there is another woman. If I don’t take her seriously, Wenjie will be snatched away.
I won't be able to sleep well tonight.
……
"Qiu Sheng, did you not sleep well last night?"
Tan Wenjie arrived at the funeral home early in the morning and checked the coffin first.
Very good, no problem.
But it’s not too good. Just because there are no problems now doesn’t mean there won’t be problems in the future.
He originally planned to take Tingting and Nianying out for morning tea, but he didn't expect that the two of them were sleeping in and didn't take the three-person date seriously at all, so he relaxed and happily went to find his beloved Uncle Jiu.
No woman is as charming as Uncle Jiu.
Qiu Sheng yawned, "It's not that I didn't sleep well, it's that I didn't sleep at all! Wencai grinded his teeth, burped, talked in his sleep, and farted at night. I was forced to guard his coffin all night."
Speaking of night watch, Qiu Sheng immediately perked up: "Brother Jie, was it you who punctured my tire yesterday?"
"It's me." Tan Wenjie nodded. He was very honest.
He actually admitted it!
"Because I think zombies are dangerous, and you're so handsome and reliable, I'm going to find a way to keep you here. But you don't have to be angry. I'll buy you some tea to apologize."
Qiu Sheng's anger disappeared completely. Being able to enjoy drinking tea was more important than anything else. Moreover, Tan Wenjie praised him for being handsome. It is most difficult for a man to hear another man admit that he is handsome.
He was willing to be called a handsome boy by Tan Wenjie, and to let Qiu Sheng drink foreign tea for three more days and get two more red envelopes. "Where's Uncle Jiu?"
"Master is preparing to go to Master Ren to discuss the location of the relocation of the grave."
……
On this day, the sky was overcast and the dark clouds seemed like a big quilt pressing down on our heads.
The Ren family prepared to relocate the grave.
The location of the new grave is average. Although it cannot bring blessings to future generations, burying the ancestors there can at least ensure the safety and reproduction of the family.
People on the mountain had already been ordered to dig the coffin pit, but Uncle Jiu at the foot of the mountain had a solemn expression on his face.
It was because before this, Tan Wenjie came to him to talk about something. As the richest family in the town, the Ren family held a grand ceremony to move the graves today, and there would definitely be people robbing the graves for wealth tomorrow.
Not only that, what if the body is dug up again decades later?
And, what if, besides, if, step back... Uncle Jiu's head was buzzing after hearing this. He had never seen a person like Tan Wenjie in his life.
"Wenjie, you are so... cautious." Uncle Jiu couldn't help but say. He agreed with part of it, but he didn't quite agree with part of it.
Why would such a person have evil spirits, and be the reincarnation of an evil star? It doesn't make sense.
"Alas, I learned it all from Wencai and Qiu Sheng." Tan Wenjie shook his head, indicating that his divergent thinking only accounted for a small part, and most of it was the experience he gained from watching too many brainless and evil characters like Qiu Sheng and Wencai in horror movies.
"You learn from them?" Uncle Jiu turned around and looked at his two apprentices who were laughing foolishly. What could he learn from them?
"What are you going to do?" Uncle Jiu knew that the zombies had already appeared, and if they were not destroyed now, there might be disasters in the future. He was just hoping for a lucky break, and since he was paid to do the job, he would do whatever the master said.
If zombies really come out of their coffins in the future, he is confident that he can subdue them.
"Tell Boss Ren to get some sun at noon to get rid of bad luck." Tan Wenjie looked up at the sky, which was covered with dark clouds. He didn't even believe him when he said he wanted to get some sun. "Uncle Jiu, you're better at talking than me."
The Feng Shui master can easily fool a group of people with his tricks.
Sure enough, when he heard that the body should be exposed to the sun before being put into the coffin to get rid of bad luck, Mr. Ren nodded in agreement without even thinking.
Tan Wenjie found Ren Tingting and told her that he wanted to go to move the grave together. As soon as Tingting acted coquettishly, more than a dozen people joined the funeral procession. In addition to Tan Wenjie, there were also soldiers with guns that he borrowed from Nian Ying, and the clerks from the rice shop.
Arriving at the cemetery, Ren Fa looked at Tan Wenjie and the guy behind him who was carrying sticky rice on a shoulder pole, and couldn't help asking, "Boss Tan, what are you doing?"
"Oh, it's nothing, just sticky rice."
After hearing this, Uncle Jiu couldn't help but say in his heart again: He is really too cautious.
Several hundred kilograms of glutinous rice were carried up by Tan Wenjie and his men. Not to mention that Old Master Ren might turn into a zombie, even if another group came, it would be enough to deal with them.
"Open the coffin!"
"Master, the coffin lid won't open. It seems to be sucked shut!"
"It's the corpse gas that sucked the coffin lid." Uncle Jiu walked to the coffin with a serious expression. This meant that the zombie inside had grown strong and knew that it couldn't see the light during the day.
If the zombies were really buried in the soil, how could a depth of more than ten inches be enough to stop such powerful zombies?
But it is noon now. Although the sky is cloudy, the yang energy is strong at noon. Others would be helpless in this situation, but for Uncle Jiu, it is a trivial matter.
Make hand gestures and practice walking.
boom--!
The coffin that Ren Fa used for his father was made of the best nanmu wood. The lid was so big that it weighed several hundred kilograms. He believed that the reason why his father's body had not rotted for 20 years was because the coffin was made of good material and was anti-corrosive.
Such a large piece of the coffin lid was suddenly blown away, and everyone at the scene was startled.
The coffin lid turned a few times in the air and then fell to the ground with a dull thud.
"Retreat!" Tan Wenjie shouted, firing a shot into the sky, "Move!"
The soldiers he brought with him immediately maintained order with guns, and drove everyone except Uncle Jiu to a few dozen meters away. Among them, Qiu Sheng and Wencai were the key targets that Tan Wenjie emphasized in advance to keep an eye on. The farther they were away, the safer he would be, and the higher the success rate of the operation would be.
No matter how terrifying the things in the coffin are, they are not as scary as the black muzzle of a gun.
A bulky figure jumped out of the coffin.
Boom-!
Zombies, get out of the coffin!
(End of this chapter)