The most effective way to deal with the dead is the divine sense. The black mother couldn't tell the divine sense for a while, but Luban No. 7 floated to the sea with his divine sense, who else could he rely on if he didn't rely on him at this time?

Hei Mu knew that her unblocked problem was very annoying, so she quickly apologized with a smile: "Oh, Xiaoqi, I didn't mean that, I'm afraid of ......"

What are you afraid of? At the end of the words, the black mother couldn't answer it herself, so she could only open her mouth in embarrassment and keep her voice silent.

Luban No. 7 was angry and funny, and he didn't care if he saw what kind of person he was, snapped his fingers and motioned for him to pull aside.

The black mother honestly leaned over to the side of the wall, and looked at the rabbit spirit with a funny shape, and at the silent Luban No. 7, of course, it was just an illusory figure.

In the current situation, Lu Ban No. 7's kung fu is more important, the rabbit spirit, as long as he ensures that the dead body does not come to disturb him, he is qualified for the job.

The puppeteer did not dare to touch the two people who seemed to be meditating, but put both hands to their ears at the same time, with the same force, and snapped their fingers in an even rhythm.

Hei Mu looked a little angry at this, thinking that this trick was used to deal with zombies, how could Xiao Qi use it well and use it on the big universe, could it be that he was warming me up?

Just like this, I was holding on to myself, and I heard someone sigh when I was cold......

"Hey~ I can't spit it out in one breath, I'm suffocating the old man!"

"Yes, grandpa, me too, what's wrong with us? I said that I would leave for the east tomorrow morning, but why did I feel like I had overslept? ”

It is an old man and a young man in a conversation, the old words are kind, but they are uncomfortable, and the young voice is immature, but even if it is uncomfortable, it is cheerful.

"Isn't this Gu Laohan and Gu Leng?" I have been listening to the two people all the way, and Hei Mu is very familiar with the two voices, but Gu Laohan has less hypocritical affection and artificiality, and Gu Leng is less cold and more enthusiastic.

However, looking at the real people, the black mother was puzzled, although their faces were still lifelike, as if they would wake up soon, their bodies did not move, and their expressions did not change.

"What's going on?" The black mother shouted in her heart, but she didn't dare to ask rashly. Although he can't, he knows that he must use his divine sense to reverse the occult arts, and he must not use two minds, otherwise he will not only fail to achieve his goal, but he will also have to go mad and die with all his meridians broken. The puppeteers must be changing the Gu grandchildren on and off the boat, maybe when the two here wake up, they will no longer be Cangluo again.

No, Luban No. 7 is a puppeteer, and it's hard to say whether there are any strange meridians and eight veins on his body, so he shouldn't die so miserably and ugly, right? But since he also belongs to the creation of heaven and earth, it is likely that he will also be bound by life and death, so it is better to be careful.

Hei Mu thought about it in a mess and kept fighting with herself, but Luban No. 7 was so focused that she was not disturbed by others at all.

Smack~smack~smack~

Snapping his fingers to beat rhythmically, the rhythm is clear, after a long time, people can actually listen to people sleepy, the black mother tried hard, and her eyelids couldn't stop pressing down, but Gu's grandfather and grandson talked more and more excitedly, no matter how it sounded, it seemed that he was getting up from bed early in the morning, and after washing up, he was ready to leave after breakfast.

This movement made the black mother creepy, as if she had fallen into a ghost cave, and finally drove away the sleepiness after holding on for a while, but she didn't dare to continue to open her eyes.

Jingle bells and snoring, the grandfather and grandson seemed to quickly eat and drink enough to clean up, and then left the noisy inn and went to the dock.

Listening to the movement was to walk up a street, turn a few alleys, and then the sound of the tide could be heard clearly, indicating that they had walked all the way to the sea, where their ferry was.

The background sound around him was quiet, and gradually moved away, Gu Leng suddenly exclaimed: "Ah~grandpa~"

Immediately, Gu Laohan shouted angrily: "Hey, where did the monster come from?" Dare to come out and commit murder in broad daylight? ”

However, only this sentence was drunk, and the next two screams were two screams, one old and one young......

"Ah~"

"Grandpa~"

After a pause, Gu Laohan, who was sitting at the low table, opened his eyes first. His gaze was straight and glowing with a snowy light, not at all like an old man in a sixtieth year.

Immediately afterwards, Gu Leng also opened his eyes without saying a word, and his eyes were equally bright, looking at each other with the grandfather who had seen him.

"Oops, wake up, they wake up!"

After all, the black mother couldn't hold back and shouted out.

Luban No. 7's wooden face couldn't make an expression, but a smile flashed in his eyes. He snapped his fingers in time, as if he was afraid that if he continued to play so regularly, the dead body that opened his eyes would fall asleep again.

"I woke you up, otherwise I'm afraid that you will be taken to hell directly by black and white impermanence!"

Luban 7 actually spoke to the dead corpses in a good way, as if he thought they could understand.

Sure enough, Gu Laohan said without squinting: "Thank you, although the master instructed the small ones to do things, the small ones worked hard to thank the master for his great kindness." ”

"Huh? The Walking Dead Confess the Lord?! "At this time, the black mother still can't understand the tricks of Luban's No. 7 envoy, it's too vegetable.

In order for the walking corpse to recognize people as the main thing, it is necessary to have extremely profound occult arts, which cannot be done by those who are not strong in spiritual power. Luban No. 7 followed Zhong Kui half-time work and half-learning, and his skills have reached this point, this little guy is amazing, and the future is immeasurable!

The more the Black Mother looked at it, the more happy she became, and she felt that there were many talents in the Heavenly Book Brigade, and it would be strange not to defeat the King of Cangluo and the Heavenly Variable Star in the next trip to the Land of Origin! As for the Book of Heaven, as long as the King Continent can continue to be safe in the future, isn't the word "peace" the thickest and most in need of understanding?

Luban No. 7 seized the opportunity and said: "Very good." Now there are two thieves above your heads, who have stolen your souls and used you to control a group of dead corpses. I want you to take back your soul and be reincarnated as a healthy corpse, so that you will not have to suffer from incompleteness in the next life. Of course, before heading to the Six Paths, you still have an important task, which is to bury all the starving corpses on the ship at sea, so that they can rest in peace like you! ”

"Yes, master, let's go on a mission!"

The two at the low table got up and walked honestly to the spiral staircase that led to the upper deck.

The black mother looked at the grandfather and grandson again, although their eyes were shining, they were extremely abnormal, how could the eyes of a living person be like that? Of course, the mecha man in Dunshan can't be counted.

The two of them could only shake their necks and move their limbs mechanically, but when they walked, the steps were loud and hollow, obviously a ghost or something, not a living person!

There were also a few dead corpses at the entrance of the spiral ladder that couldn't find the direction to block it, and the real Gu family grandson didn't need any weapons to deal with them, just pointed straight at them with his fingers.

Golden runes came out of her fingertips, and the black mother couldn't read them, but the dead corpses understood them all, and when they saw them, they whimpered and screamed everywhere to find a place to hide. The rune rushed straight to the mouth of the spiral ladder, as if pointing the way, and the corpse immediately understood and retreated back the way it came.

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