Chapter 68: The younger brother who is possessed by ghosts every day (19)
After Jin Qing returned home, he found that an outsider had come to the house.
Several burly men were standing at the door of Zheng Jiaqi's house, staring eagerly at Jin Qing, who was about to open the door with the key.
Feeling the gazes of these big men looking up and down, Jin Qing's accumulated fatigue from the whole night finally broke out. Are you going to fight? Come on! Let me send you to heaven.
I can't let anyone live anymore. I'm disturbed when I'm sleeping, when I'm eating, and when I get home.
A big man didn't know that his life was facing a threat. He walked expressionlessly in front of Jin Qing, who was already in a state of preparation. He took the door key from Jin Qing's hand without saying a word, and respectfully held it for him.
Jin Qing opened the door.
Jin Qing was a little dazed looking at this familiar scene. It seemed like she had returned to the Jin Dynasty again. But the feeling of being on the battlefield still makes her blood boil when she thinks about it now.
Carrying her own takeout box, Jin Qing entered the house. As soon as she entered the house, she was almost overcome by the thick stench inside.
Damn, what an impressive flavor.
Whoever touched my coffin, people really care about everything these days! Jin Qing was so angry that he rushed in with a dark face to see if that little bastard Zheng Jiaqi had touched his personal belongings.
property.
Jin Qing had already planned that if Zheng Jiaqi really did it, Jin Qing would put him in the coffin and reflect on what private property should not be infringed upon.
But he didn't expect that his cheap brother was sitting on the bed with a pig's head, guarding Jin Qing's mace, and chatting with a fat old man.
Seeing Jin Qing enter the room, Zheng Jiaqi obediently called out "Second sister!"
The fat old man was the housekeeper of the handsome young man before. When the housekeeper saw Jin Qing coming back, he stopped talking to Zheng Jiaqi and stood up. He looked at the aunt who had asked them to drive for two days and greeted him warmly, "
you are back!"
Not many people dare to carry away the little ancestor's things, and the aunt in front of me doesn't seem to be a good person!
Thinking of the great fuss that the little ancestor had made in the past two days, if his coffin appeared, he asked them to take him to find it.
The housekeeper was puzzled. Could it be that the coffin had become a spirit and he ran to the city to find the little ancestor.
After the little ancestor woke up, he found his young master through the bloodline pulling power sealed in the secret technique that helped him transform into a corpse. Then the secret technique disappeared.
I remember that when we first met our little ancestor, everyone was almost scared to death.
At that time, the little ancestor's clothes when he was buried were in pieces, wrapped in tattered sheets that he didn't know where he came from. Needless to say, he had a strong corpse smell, and there were two long canine teeth sticking out of his mouth.
Everyone looked so greedy, it was so frightening that people's legs and stomachs twisted.
The little ancestor thought about finding his coffin every day, and the young master read countless ancient books at home for this purpose.
Ancient books only record that there was a high priest among the ancestors of the family thousands of years ago. He had the ability to communicate with the gods and predict the future. However, this ability sometimes failed to work, leaving him with nowhere to display his ambitions.
In order to realize his ambition to unify the Central Plains, the high priest was determined to give birth to a child of pure blood who could fully perform miracles.
So under the temptation of the high priest, he successfully married the saint of the clan and got the child he had dreamed of.
The high priest is very satisfied. He carefully trains his son every day. The son is also very up to date. He has learned seven or eight of the high priest's methods at a young age.
eight.
However, all the ambitions of the high priest were wiped out by this child. As long as the child grows up healthily and happily, he will feel at ease.
Little did he expect that his clever son would suddenly die on the morning of his 16th birthday.
The high priest knew that this was God's punishment for the saint of the clan he had defiled, so he deliberately took away the son he had carefully raised for 16 years.
The high priest was in great pain. Although he knew that what he did was forbidden by heaven, his child was indeed innocent.
So under the huge stimulation of losing his beloved son, the high priest went crazy. He wanted his son to come back and call him father again. He wanted his son to remember him, smile at him and play with him again.
Therefore, the completely crazy high priest, in order to let his children wake up again one day, massacred hundreds of villages outside his territory, captured all the boys and girls in these villages, pounded their flesh and blood, and fed them
Entered his son's grave.
They used their souls to form a soul lock, forcibly binding the son's soul and body together.
The souls of these children will not be released until the flesh, blood, and souls of these children can reintroduce the son's soul into the son's body and merge with the son's body to revive him.
He also used ancient secret techniques to seal the power of blood into his son's consciousness, preventing his son from waking up one day and not being able to find his home.
But I didn't expect that my son would live for thousands of years as soon as he fell asleep.
The souls of those thousand boys have completely disappeared in the passing of these years, and the son has turned into a zombie because of the high priest's too many sins.
Speaking of which, this thousand-year-old zombie can be revived, and we should really thank Yin Tao.
If her system hadn't fallen from the sky, it had broken through the barrier between the consciousness of heaven and earth.
Let the consciousness of heaven and earth be negligent in order to repair the barrier and relax its vigilance against the thousand-year-old zombies. These thousand-year-old zombies may still be sleeping underground!
However, the records in ancient books were discontinued when the little ancestor of the Millennium Zombie was buried.
No one knew what happened afterwards. They only knew that the high priest's bloodline had been severed long ago. Although the young master's bloodline also had the same bloodline as his, it was a side branch.
However, the ability of the high priest is indeed extraordinary, and this meager bloodline power is enough for this little ancestor to find his own home.
Who would have thought that although this little ancestor was blessed to wake up, he was a road addict. Although he clamored to go back to get his coffin every day, he could not find the place where he had slept for thousands of years.
In order to hide the news that there were zombies in the family, the young master dismissed all the servants at home, leaving only them, who had been with the young master's family for several lifetimes, to help take care of this little ancestor.
At his age, calling him "little ancestor" doesn't compromise him at all.
But after getting along for a long time, everyone discovered that this little ancestor was not as difficult to take care of as they imagined.
First of all, he doesn't sleep, but wanders around the house during the day and night.
At first, everyone thought he wanted to see who had more meat to eat, but later they found that he was overthinking it.
He was obviously more interested in mice than in the living people in the room.
Every night he catches mice with bright eyes and makes them scream.
The housekeeper guessed that the little ancestor had been lying in the coffin for a long time, and the noises in his dreams were filled with the sounds of mice, which sounded so friendly and made him sick! After Jin Qing returned home, he found that an outsider had come to the house.
Several burly men were standing at the door of Zheng Jiaqi's house, staring eagerly at Jin Qing, who was about to open the door with the key.
Feeling the gazes of these big men looking up and down, Jin Qing's accumulated fatigue from the whole night finally broke out. Are you going to fight? Come on! Let me send you to heaven.
I can't let anyone live anymore. I'm disturbed when I'm sleeping, when I'm eating, and when I get home.
A big man didn't know that his life was facing a threat. He walked expressionlessly in front of Jin Qing, who was already in a state of preparation. He took the door key from Jin Qing's hand without saying a word and respectfully held it for him.
Jin Qing opened the door. ??
Jin Qing was a little dazed looking at this familiar scene. It seemed like she had returned to the Jin Dynasty again. But the feeling of being on the battlefield still makes her blood boil when she thinks about it now.
Carrying her own takeout box, Jin Qing entered the house. As soon as she entered the house, she was almost overcome by the thick stench inside.
Damn, what an impressive flavor.
Whoever touched my coffin, people really care about everything these days! Jin Qing was so angry that he rushed in with a dark face to see if that little bastard Zheng Jiaqi had touched his personal belongings.
property.
Jin Qing had already planned that if Zheng Jiaqi really did it, Jin Qing would put him in the coffin and reflect on what private property should not be infringed upon.
But he didn't expect that his cheap brother was sitting on the bed with a pig's head, guarding Jin Qing's mace, and chatting with a fat old man.
Seeing Jin Qing enter the room, Zheng Jiaqi obediently called out "Second sister!"
The fat old man was the housekeeper of the handsome young man before. When the housekeeper saw Jin Qing coming back, he stopped talking to Zheng Jiaqi and stood up. He looked at the aunt who had asked them to drive for two days and greeted him warmly, "
you are back!"
Not many people dare to carry away the little ancestor's things, and the aunt in front of me doesn't seem to be a good person!
Thinking of the great fuss that the little ancestor had made in the past two days, if his coffin appeared, he asked them to take him to find it.
The housekeeper was puzzled. Could it be that the coffin had become a spirit and he ran to the city to find the little ancestor.
After the little ancestor woke up, he found his young master through the bloodline pulling power sealed in the secret technique that helped him transform into a corpse. Then the secret technique disappeared.
I remember that when we first met our little ancestor, everyone was almost scared to death.
At that time, the little ancestor's clothes when he was buried were in pieces, wrapped in tattered sheets that he didn't know where he came from. Needless to say, he had a strong corpse smell, and there were two long canine teeth sticking out of his mouth.
Everyone looked so greedy, it was so frightening that people's legs and stomachs twisted.
The little ancestor thought about finding his coffin every day, and the young master read countless ancient books at home for this purpose.
Ancient books only record that there was a high priest among the ancestors of the family thousands of years ago. He had the ability to communicate with the gods and predict the future. However, this ability sometimes failed to work, leaving him with nowhere to display his ambitions.
In order to realize his ambition to unify the Central Plains, the high priest was determined to give birth to a child of pure blood who could fully perform miracles.
So under the temptation of the high priest, he successfully married the saint of the clan and got the child he had dreamed of.
The high priest is very satisfied. He carefully trains his son every day. The son is also very up to date. He has learned seven or eight of the high priest's methods at a young age.
eight.
However, all the ambitions of the high priest were wiped out by this child. As long as the child grows up healthily and happily, he will feel at ease.
Little did he expect that his clever son would suddenly die on the morning of his 16th birthday.
The high priest knew that this was God's punishment for the saint of the clan he had defiled, so he deliberately took away the son he had carefully raised for 16 years.
The high priest was in great pain. Although he knew that what he did was forbidden by heaven, his child was indeed innocent.
So under the huge stimulation of losing his beloved son, the high priest went crazy. He wanted his son to come back and call him father again. He wanted his son to remember him, smile at him and play with him again.
Therefore, the completely crazy high priest, in order to let his children wake up again one day, massacred hundreds of villages outside his territory, captured all the boys and girls in these villages, pounded their flesh and blood, and fed them
Entered his son's grave.
They used their souls to form a soul lock, forcibly binding the son's soul and body together.
The souls of these children will not be released until the flesh, blood, and souls of these children can reintroduce the son's soul into the son's body and merge with the son's body to revive him.
He also used ancient secret techniques to seal the power of blood into his son's consciousness, preventing his son from waking up one day and not being able to find his home.
But I didn't expect that my son would live for thousands of years as soon as he fell asleep.
The souls of those thousand boys have completely disappeared in the passing of these years, and the son has turned into a zombie because of the high priest's too many sins.
Speaking of which, this thousand-year-old zombie can be revived, and we should really thank Yin Tao.
If her system hadn't fallen from the sky, it had broken through the barrier between the consciousness of heaven and earth.
Let the consciousness of heaven and earth be negligent in order to repair the barrier and relax its vigilance against the thousand-year-old zombies. These thousand-year-old zombies may still be sleeping underground!
However, the records in ancient books were discontinued when the little ancestor of the Millennium Zombie was buried.
No one knew what happened afterwards. They only knew that the high priest's bloodline had been severed long ago. Although the young master's bloodline also had the same bloodline as his, it was a side branch.
However, the ability of the high priest is indeed extraordinary, and this meager bloodline power is enough for this little ancestor to find his own home.
Who would have thought that although this little ancestor was blessed to wake up, he was a road addict. Although he clamored to go back to get his coffin every day, he could not find the place where he had slept for thousands of years.
In order to hide the news that there were zombies in the family, the young master dismissed all the servants at home, leaving only them, who had been with the young master's family for several lifetimes, to help take care of this little ancestor.
At his age, calling him "little ancestor" doesn't compromise him at all.
But after getting along for a long time, everyone discovered that this little ancestor was not as difficult to take care of as they imagined.
First of all, he doesn't sleep, but wanders around the house during the day and night.
At first, everyone thought he wanted to see who had more meat to eat, but later they found that he was overthinking it.
He was obviously more interested in mice than in the living people in the room.
Every night he catches mice with bright eyes and makes them scream.
The housekeeper guessed that the little ancestor had been lying in the coffin for a long time, and his dreams were filled with the sounds of mice, which sounded so friendly and made him sick!
