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Chapter 83 - Chapter 83: Black Pool Sand BBQ

Ryan picked up the coffee cup that Master Stuart had drunk, spun the coffee grounds, and said, "Sam, you will soon meet a mortal enemy. Big stick... an attack. Skull, Master Stuart, with all due respect, your future is not good. Little danger." Finally, Ryan gently put the coffee cup on the table and said to Mr. Stuart, "In the end, it is unknown, it is the worst sign, life and death, in an instant."

Master Stuart turned pale because he recently found himself upset, and business was getting worse and worse. That's why he thought of what Catholic teachings had said 20 years ago, intending to move the grave for his father in order to transfer his luck. But after hearing these words, he felt a little bad, so he turned to look at Overton. After all, compared to an outsider like Ryan, he still believed in his old neighbor, Overton, who had been around for decades.

Overton asked Ryan, "Are you sure?"

Ryan replied: "Our school has a subject of divination. The teacher is an heir to a family of divination who has made predictions that affect the fate of thousands of people."

Overton could see that everything Ryan said was true, so he nodded to Master Stuart.

Master Stuart asked without regard for face, "How to solve this death robbery?"

Ryan shook his head. "I can't see it clearly now, but Master Stuart, you will have a noble person to help you this time, but you should not do it alone, or you will regret it beyond your reach."

Master Stuart wanted to ask again, but Overton persuaded him: "My disciple has already said everything he can say, and if I ask him again, he doesn't know anything else. But since there are noble people to help, just pay attention on the day when the grave is moved. Yes. If it really doesn't work, Stuart will also take action."

After listening to Overton's words, Stuart finally became less nervous, and soon he left with his daughter. Overton was also ready to leave soon because he was not used to drinking western tea. Ryan ordered another snack, asked the waiter to pack it, and prepared to go back and invite the two brothers who stayed in the oval to eat.

On the way, Overton asked Ryan with concern whether this divination leaking the chance of heaven would do him any harm.

Ryan thanked the master for his concern and said that the accuracy of these divinations is not very high, and what he sees will be very vague. So there is not much pressure on the fortune teller.

After another day or two, when it was time to move the grave, Ryan and his disciples dressed neatly and headed to the Stuart family cemetery. Ryan was wearing the Hogwarts school uniform robe and told Overton that it was to show his solemnity. In fact, he was clutching his wand tightly under his wide sleeves, ready to do something.

After chatting for a while, Ryan stood behind Overton and the two brothers and pretended to be transparent. Naturally, he heard the classic sentence from Senior Brother McGrath, "Is a French funeral a French funeral?" Then he saw his master, Overton, being furious.

After that, as in the plot, Overton explained what the burial was, and a few strong laborers were responsible for digging the graves. Ryan saw that the coffin was buried upright.

After that, Overton asked the person with the zodiac age to turn his back to avoid it, and the four laborers stepped forward and opened the hall.

At this time, crows were heard around, and a group of crows flew out from the surrounding woods. A thick ominous aura loomed over everyone.

Overton's face was also very serious. It was obvious that he felt something was wrong around him, but the relocation did not stop.

As soon as the coffin was opened, a black smoke came out. It's a pity that Master Stuart and his daughter immediately knelt down and cried when they saw the coffin, and they didn't see this weird scene at all.

Overton took Ryan and his three apprentices to take a look and found that the deceased's face was dark and reflective, like black iron without any trace of corruption. Not to mention cultivators like men who knew the situation, even the townspeople around could see that something was wrong.

Ryan, realizing that no one was paying attention, pointed at the coffin with his wand hidden in his sleeve. His lips wriggled as he muttered a Viking incantation: "Magic detection."

This was a very simple spell. The principle was to use the free energy in the air to test whether there was any magical reaction around the target and the target itself. But because the energy of this world was yin and evil, when the curse hit the corpse in the coffin, this yin qi activated the completely zombified old man of the Stuart family.

The zombie in the coffin suddenly opened its eyes and then stood up with its arms outstretched.

"Cheating the corpse!" "Help!" The people who were watching the scene suddenly became a mess.

Seeing that the zombie was about to pounce on the Stuart family father and daughter, Overton was quick to grab them by the back of their necks and forcibly dragged them back to avoid the zombie's attack.

"In broad daylight, how can zombies wake up and bite people?" Overton glanced at the shining sun and muttered in confusion. Because Ryan's magic movement was very small, and Overton didn't understand the spells in the Harry Potter world, he did not notice that Ryan was behind it.

"Quick, instrument," Overton shouted to his disciples. Mulder quickly pulled the ink bucket line and cooperated with Overton to force the zombie over. At this time, the zombie obviously had not absorbed the blood of its relatives, so its strength was not strong. Under the sunlight, a trace of blue smoke began to emerge, and the black iron-like skin began to slowly fade and crack.

When the ink bucket line touched the zombie, the place where it touched quickly burst into flames. Ryan, seeing that the zombie was injured, immediately raised his wand at the zombie and shouted, "All petrified."

After being fixed, the zombie fell into the coffin and quickly burned into a pillar of fire under the dual action of the ink fountain line and sunlight.

Soon, the flames went out. Grandpa Stuart's zombie had also turned into a charred skeleton. It seemed that it was impossible for it to become a powerful, invulnerable zombie.

Fortunately, this zombie had not been upgraded to the ultimate version in the movie; otherwise, the simple sunshine and ink lines would not have been able to eliminate him at all.

At this time, the father and daughter of the Stuart family woke up from the shock just now and saw the cremated skeleton of the old man, weeping bitterly.

At this moment, Stuart was a little dissatisfied and cried, "My father was most afraid of fire when he was alive, why do you use fire?"

Seeing that Master Stuart actually said this, Overton said angrily, "You didn't see that the zombie was about to come out and bite people. As far as I know, it would have sucked the blood of its relatives as soon as it emerged. You shouldn't have saved your life just to say that to me. Not to mention that there are so many people in town. What if it had actually made it to town and bitten someone?"

The townspeople next to him also agreed: "Yes, yes. Master Stuart, you can't be so selfish and put the whole town in danger."

Ryan stepped forward to smooth things out: "Master Stuart, you saw the situation just now. My master really wasn't alarmist. Besides, normal people who have been buried for 20 years are usually nothing but skeletons. Now the old man's skeleton is still intact, so it's not a loss. Sir, you should mourn and move on."

Stuart was only excited for a moment, but now he calmed down a little, thinking about the terrifying situation just now, and even felt a little scared. Ryan's words gave him a way out, so he thanked Overton for saving his life and hired someone to sort out the remains in the coffin. Later, the coffin would be carried to the oval, and they would wait for Overton to find a suitable burial place.

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