Chapter 430 Old Master Ren

In the wild, on the mountain trail.

There was the rustling sound of insects in the woods, and the sparse shade of the trees covered the ground, stretching the shadows on the ground longer and longer.

The security team members who arrived in a hurry were in a tense standoff with the soldiers with their guns drawn.

The muzzles of those black Hanyang-made guns were mostly pointed directly at Song Ren, Wu Zhenren and the adjutant who were in the front.

Captain Awei was a considerate man. After arriving, he went to show concern for his cousin Ren Tingting.

After comforting her, he turned around.

He lifted his military uniform with his hand, then pulled out the Mauser pistol from the holster tied to his waist.

He stretched out his hand to push away several team members who were holding guns in front of him, then stepped forward and said in a strange tone: "Hey~ah, I want to see who is the fearless one who dares to bring people to cause trouble in my territory!"

Then, shadows between the mountains and forests appeared in his field of vision.

There were more than a hundred sparsely distributed soldiers with guns on their backs, rushing in from all directions.

Awei obviously didn't expect there to be so many people.

He paused for a moment, but he couldn't lose face in front of his uncle and cousin, so he continued to speak forcefully, "How dare you rob someone else's coffin in broad daylight!"

Awei paused and wanted to show off again.

However, a shiny mountain cannon was slowly pushed out from the soldiers on the opposite side.

The black muzzle, which was as thick as a thigh, was aimed at the members of the security team, and it also choked back all of Awei's subsequent arrogant words.

Master Ren's face turned pale. Faced with this situation, he had to speak again: "I am Ren Quanfu from Renjia Town. May I ask which commander you serve under?"

The adjutant subconsciously looked at Song Ren.

Song Ren: "Adjutant."

"Have!"

"Go talk to him about the issue of supporting the military pay. Does he want the Ren family to bear the cost alone, or does he want the elders in Renjia Town to each contribute a little?"

"Yes!"

Song Renze walked past the others and came to a place not far from the firewood pile in full view of everyone.

A sharp-eyed soldier next to him was about to hand over the fire starter, but he saw that Song Ren had already taken out a yellow talisman, held it between his two fingers, and moved his lips.

The yellow talisman immediately ignited a beam of fire.

Just when he was about to use it to ignite the firewood pile, an anxious figure rushed over and stood in front of him with his arms outstretched.

Ren Tingting's eyes were slightly red, and she looked like she was about to cry. She bit her lip and stared at Song Ren: "I won't allow you to burn my grandfather's body!"

Song Ren only said: "Your grandfather is going to turn into a corpse."

Ren Tingting was immediately furious when she heard this and said, "Humph, feudal superstition is all rubbish! My grandfather will never turn into a corpse!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she was taken away by two soldiers.

Song Ren didn't even bother to pay attention to her.

There was a calmness in his eyes as he threw away the yellow paper talisman in his hand that was about to burn.

further away.

Uncle Jiu rushed over and jumped down from the high slope.

His movements were extremely agile. He stepped on the shoulder of a soldier and used the force to flip over again. Almost at the last moment, he gently raised his hand and intercepted the yellow paper talisman.

Song Ren was not surprised when Uncle Jiu suddenly broke in.

Instead, she praised his tough skills and said, "As expected of the famous Uncle Nine. Even at his age, his skills are still so sharp. It's really terrifying."

After Uncle Jiu entered the scene, he roughly guessed the positions of the two parties in the confrontation at a glance.

After destroying the yellow talisman, he then bowed and said, "Fellow Daoist, you are too kind..."

Whoosh!
Just as Uncle Jiu's words of emotion came to his lips, a glimpse of afterimage appeared in his eyes in the blink of an eye.

Uncle Jiu was shocked: What!
But he had no time to dodge and could only protect himself with his arms.

Then I felt a surge of force, like steel hitting between my arms.

Bang!
Uncle Jiu felt a slightly sweet taste in his throat, and his body flew backwards!

After flying straight and horizontally for more than ten meters, it hit a big tree with its back.

The strong impact force made it impossible to contain the blood in his mouth, and it spurted out.

Just as pain and horror were welling up in his eyes, a shadow that came from the sky once again covered the area in front of him!
Uncle Jiu looked up in surprise.

A whistling wind brushed past my ears!

With a powerful punch, the big tree that Uncle Jiu was leaning against was broken into two pieces.

Amid the rumbling sounds of branches, the tree suddenly fell down in half.

Uncle Jiu stared in amazement at the fist passing by his shoulder, cold sweat breaking out on his forehead.

Looking at the young man who had already stopped and was standing opposite him.

Uncle Jiu felt a little complicated for a moment.

This young man has absolutely no moral principles!
He had just praised my horrific skills, but how come he beat me, who was so horrible, into a state of confusion the next moment?

Outrageous!

The rest of the people outside the field also looked at this place silently.

Ren Tingting, who was originally struggling violently under the custody of the soldiers, suddenly became quiet after witnessing someone break a tree that two people could hug with one punch.

Song Renze faced Uncle Jiu and said apologetically, "Sorry, facing such a powerful opponent, it's inevitable that one will feel a little itchy."

“……” Uncle Jiu wiped the blood from the corner of his lips and stood up with difficulty.

Although he didn't know where the other party came from, after taking a breath, he chose to continue speaking:
"Fellow Daoist, could you please tell me why you forcibly burned my customer?"

Song Ren looked back at the coffin on the pile of firewood and said:
"Before I came here, I had heard of Uncle Nine's name in Renjia Town. I had originally wanted to go in and pay him a visit, but I didn't expect to meet him by chance. It was fate."

"We are all in the same business, so Uncle Jiu should know that there is something wrong with the body."

"Within a few days, it will definitely turn into a corpse."

Uncle Jiu heard this and said with some embarrassment: "The problem of corpse transformation is indeed obvious, but it is not unstoppable. There is no need to burn the corpses of other people's ancestors so harshly."

Song Ren: "Cremation is the best way."

Uncle Jiu: "That being said, isn't it a bit excessive to act this way? At least we should ask the master's opinion, right?"

So Song Ren turned his head and looked at Master Ren.

The other party had already given in under the pressure of the adjutant's power, and his face turned pale.

Noticing the look Song Ren gave him at this moment, he dared not refute and nodded repeatedly.

Businessmen don't have so much sense of propriety and integrity.

Under the gaze of the adjutant next to him, he hurriedly said:

"What you said makes sense. My father's crime is unforgivable, and his coffin is at your disposal."

"If you're happy, you can even dig out a piece of my mother and burn it."

Song Ren: “…”

Ren Tingting widened her eyes. She didn't understand why her father, who had been so indignant just now, suddenly became so weak.

Just as she was about to speak, Song Ren interrupted her: "Shut her mouth."

Ren Tingting panicked: "You don't--Mmm--"

Song Ren turned around: "Now, fellow Taoist, do you have anything else to say?"

Uncle Jiu was speechless. Song Ren relit a yellow talisman and threw it into the firewood pile.

The place seemed to have exploded suddenly, and a raging fire broke out in an instant.

The coffin that had just been unearthed was still quite damp, but after a while it began to gradually catch fire.

The blazing fire almost broke Ren Tingting's heart, and tears fell from the corners of her eyes.

grandfather! ! !

The heart-breaking sound seemed to be transmitted into the raging fire.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang in the flames!
The dim flames splashed out large sparks.

The broken coffin suddenly split in all directions!
Two nearby soldiers and several coolies were injured.

There was a sudden panic around.

But in the blazing flames, a thin figure wearing Qing Dynasty official uniform and a peacock feather on his head jumped down!

As he fell heavily to the ground, his clothes were stained with a few scattered flames.

However, it was quickly destroyed by the negative energy surrounding it.

Old Master Ren returns to the world!
The official robes of the Qing Dynasty were worn with a peacock feather on the top of the head.

The fat and wrinkled old face, blue-black sharp nails, raised arms and sniffing the dense human aura around him with the tip of his nose.

It was as if he smelled countless delicious delicacies, and his body swayed with joy.

The soldiers around were so frightened that they turned their guns around.

Before the shot was fired, two sorrowful screams were heard.

"father!"

"grandfather!"

Master Ren knelt down immediately.

He thought that his old man was so angry that he jumped out of the coffin because of the outrageous words he had just said.

People in this era were still quite superstitious, especially when he witnessed the scene of Old Master Ren jumping out of the fire.

Ren Tingting has lived abroad, and she finds it even more unbelievable.

Her grandfather was clearly just dug out this morning, how could he be alive!

At the same time, some of the soldiers could not bear the pressure and fired the first shot.

Then the sound of gunfire one after another drowned out Old Master Ren.

But the crackling bullets hitting his body felt like they were hitting steel plates.

The sound of bombardment never ceases!
Old Master Ren exhaled a gloomy breath. The smell of people around him was so strong that he didn't know which one to bite first.

Uncle Jiu frowned and his face darkened.

He really didn't expect that Old Master Ren would turn into a zombie so quickly.

At this time, he had nothing on hand, so he could only look at Song Ren: "Daoyou."

Song Ren sighed and said, "He is indeed worthy of being the old master Ren of Renjia Town. Even at his age, his skills are still so sharp. It's really terrifying."

Uncle Jiu: ...Why do these words sound so familiar?

Then he saw the zombie jumped up, and without time to think, he turned around and was about to rush over.

From the corner of my eye I saw Song Ren had already taken out a double-barreled... musket?
Faintly, he heard Song Ren mutter casually: "This old man Ren is so scary."

Then——

boom!
The sound of intense gunfire spread out indiscriminately!

Uncle Jiu originally wanted to persuade the other party that guns were useless against zombies, but the next moment his words were completely choked in his throat.

Uncle Jiu's eyes suddenly widened, and he saw that half of Old Master Ren's chest had exploded after he jumped into the air, splattering dark green blood and spots of minced meat.

The stiff body suddenly fell out!
Ah, this——

Uncle Jiu was speechless for a long time. He felt that everything that happened today had overturned his worldview.

Song Ren walked towards the fallen Old Master Ren, holding a double-barreled shotgun.

Although Old Master Ren had just transformed into a zombie, the quality of his transformation was still quite high.

Perhaps it absorbed too much evil spirit from the previous tomb, so that it reached a higher level as soon as it turned into a corpse.

The wound on the cracked half of the chest seemed to be very serious, but it not only did not kill Old Master Ren, but instead aroused his anger even more.

The peacock feather on his hat had fallen off long ago, and his long braids were now disheveled.

Suddenly, Old Master Ren stood up, his wrinkled face full of ferocity.

After identifying the direction of the previous shooting and the prey, Old Master Ren let out a low and suppressed sound from the depths of his throat.

The dark blue nails on his hands became sharper at this moment.

Song Ren just sneered: "The ignorant are fearless."

Bang!
The second shot ripped open the belly of Old Master Ren, who was about to lose his temper, and his intestines, blood and flesh were all scattered.

The whole body fell out again!

This time he seemed to have suffered a severe blow, and he was completely aware of the fear!
However, when Old Master Ren wanted to get up and run away, Song Ren's figure had already covered his head.

The power of firearms is certainly quite good after being enchanted.

But for zombies with strong vitality, the lethal effect is still a little lacking.

It would be a waste of bullets to continue shooting.

Song Ren stomped on Old Master Ren’s chest.

The force as heavy as a mountain oppressed Old Master Ren so much that he couldn't even get up.

All he could do was wait for Song Ren's fatal blow!
Bend your arms, clench your fists, and draw your bow!

Song Ren, who was half a step away from his horse, suddenly punched Old Master Ren in the face with his right straight punch.

The swirling black fog wrapped around the entire arm, and the faint lightning flashed!
boom! ! !
The earth trembled, and the mountain road cracked into large cracks, with gray stones and rubble flying everywhere.

Old Master Ren's entire head exploded completely, with most of his skull shattered. He lay quietly in the ruins of the rocks. The scene was extremely creepy!

Song Ren stood up and silently wiped the blood off his body and hands.

As if talking to himself, he muttered quietly: "This is even more miserable than cremation."

In the middle of the scene, the rest of the people who witnessed the whole process were now staring there with their mouths open, stunned.

Although for most people, it was the first time they saw a zombie in their lives.

But the zombies' bodies, which were previously invulnerable to bullets, are particularly memorable.

But such a monster had its head blown up by a punch.

Especially Master Ren, he was in a very complicated mood at the moment.

Ren Tingting also forgot to feel sad for her grandfather's death again.

What happened today was a huge shock to her outlook over the past twenty years.

On the other side, Uncle Jiu secretly wiped his sweat.

He clearly remembered that before the other party opened fire, he sighed that the zombie was terrifying.

The result was a horrible death.

Where did this Taoist brother come from?
It's okay for him to mingle among the warlords, but even if the founder was possessed, he wouldn't be able to achieve such skills, right?

(End of this chapter)