Qin Jing, who had walked out of the cemetery, turned a corner and met the servants of the Ren residence who had come to look for him.
"Mr. Qin, Old Master Ren asked me to inform you that they have gone back first. He asked you not to be too late and to go back early.”
The servant said respectfully.
Looking at the servant in front of him, Qin Jing nodded." I understand. You can go first. I'll go back in a while."”
"Yes."
The servant bowed and turned to leave.
Qin Jing looked at the servants who had left, and his relaxed gaze gradually became sharp. He looked around and chose another path. Qin Jing flashed into it.
In the next second, he disappeared into the forest.
……
In Fuyi Hall.
"Master, this is bad. Look at this incense!”
Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai, who had hurried down from the mountain, took the incense and handed it to Ninth Uncle, who was offering incense to the ancestor.
When they were on the mountain, Ninth Uncle had asked them to light the Plum Blossom Incense Array beside Old Master Ren's tomb to observe the situation. Unexpectedly, there was indeed a problem!
Ninth Uncle took the incense stick. When he saw the burning shape, his expression immediately became solemn.
The incense sticks in his hands were of different lengths, one long and two short.
"People are most afraid of three long and two short, and incense is most afraid of two short and one long. Why did you have to be burned like this!"
Ninth Uncle looked at the incense in his hand and sighed.
"Then what?" Qiu Sheng couldn't help but ask after hearing his master's words.
"If this incense is produced at home, someone will definitely die.”
"Is it Old Master Ren's house?" Wen Cai asked.
"Nonsense!" Ninth Uncle glared at Wen Cai." Could it be this?!"”
With that said, he left with his hands behind his back.
"If it's not related to me, I won't worry." Wen Cai, who was lighting the red candle, looked at Qiu Sheng who walked to his side and said indifferently.
"Then will Old Master Ren's daughter be fine?”Qiu Sheng put his hands in his pockets and suddenly thought of something.
"Aiya, Ren is in trouble anyway!”Wen Cai patted Qiu Sheng's shoulder and said.
The two of them were stunned.
"Tingting!"
Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng looked at each other and called out at the same time.
Wen Cai was about to rush out but was stopped by Qiu Sheng.
"Hey, why are you in such a hurry? Wasn't it because it had nothing to do with him?”Qiu Sheng pulled Wen Cai's shoulder and teased him.
"You can't say that. If you can save the life of your sweetheart, getting married won't be a problem!”Wen Cai pointed at Qiu Sheng's face and voiced his thoughts.
"Hey ~" Qiu Sheng said.
"Hey ~!" Wen Cai also looked at Qiu Sheng.
"A fair competition!"
"Good!"
With Wen Cai's final reply, the two of them rushed out of the room at the same time and chased Ninth Uncle to the courtyard of the mortuary in the outer courtyard. There, Ninth Uncle was looking at Old Master Ren's coffin.
"Master, think of a way." Qiu Sheng pleaded.
"Yes, Master." Wen Cai replied.
"I've already thought about it. Otherwise, why would I bring the coffin back?”Ninth Uncle folded his arms and looked at the coffin.
"Is there something wrong with this coffin?" Wen Cai asked.
"There's nothing wrong with the coffin, but there's something wrong with the dead person inside!”Ninth Uncle put down his hand and went to the counter to get something.
"I also feel that something is wrong." Wen Cai walked to the coffin and looked at it.
"Yeah, it's been 20 years and it hasn't rotted.”Qiu Sheng shouted.
"Take a look?" Qiu Sheng suggested.
"Good!"
They looked at each other and walked to one side of the coffin at the same time. They bent down and pushed open the coffin lid.
The lid of the coffin was opened. Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai lowered their heads to look inside. The scene that entered their eyes changed again.
Not long ago, the zombie's face was still pale and dry, but now it was beginning to turn black, and lines appeared on its face.
"Master, the corpse has gained weight!"
Wen Cai hurriedly called for Ninth Uncle to come and take a look.
When Ninth Uncle heard this, he immediately put down the talisman in his hand and walked forward. He lowered his head and looked inside. His gaze moved from the corpse's face to the hands on its abdomen.
There was a withered palm. On the fingertips, long blue nails that glowed with a faint light had already stretched out very long.
"Quickly cover it up!"
Ninth Uncle didn't say anything and immediately let the two of them close the coffin lid.
"Prepare paper, brush, ink, swords, and sabers!" Ninth Uncle ordered as he looked at the two people who were closing the coffin.
"What?" The two of them widened their eyes at the same time.
Stupid!
Ninth Uncle was almost angered to death by his two idiotic disciples." Yellow paper, red pen, black ink, kitchen knife, wooden sword!”
"Oh!" The two of them hurriedly walked out.
A few minutes later.
Ninth Uncle grabbed the neck of a big rooster.
"Master, are you using chicken again?" Wen Cai looked at the chicken and smiled.
Every time he killed a chicken, he would be able to eat chicken meat. It was really satisfying!
" Mm." Ninth Uncle glared at him.
" Uh…" Wen Cai immediately stopped laughing.
Qiu Sheng took the kitchen knife and slashed the rooster's neck. Ninth Uncle pointed the rooster to the bowl, letting all the blood flow into the bowl.
Then, he began to open the altar.
A piece of glutinous rice was lit on his finger. It was guided over the candle, burning with flames, and fell into the blood bowl. His right foot stomped on the ground, and the prepared black ink fell from the air and followed Ninth Uncle's fingers into the bowl.
Ninth Uncle's fingers quickly stirred the bowl that was burning with flames, fusing the three substances.
In the blink of an eye, the blood-red area turned pure black.
"Gossip!"
Qiu Sheng threw the Eight Trigrams over. Ninth Uncle caught it, turned it upside down, and pressed it on the bowl. Then, he turned it upside down and stood it up.
Black blood slowly flowed out from the corner of the Eight Trigrams and dripped into the ink thread.
"Hurry up, use the ink thread to cover the entire coffin. Don't miss anything!”
After handing the ink fountain to Qiu Shengwen Cai, Ninth Uncle, who had given the order, saw that they had begun to work. He heaved a sigh of relief and began to pick up the incense and candles.
"People are divided into good and bad people, and corpses are divided into zombies and corpses.”Ninth Uncle took a handful of incense sticks and lit them on a red candle.
"People are not only divided into good and bad people, but also men and women.”Wen Cai turned his head and said.
"Why are you interrupting when Master is speaking?”Ninth Uncle glared at him.
"Old Master Ren's corpse is a corpse that is about to become a zombie. During this period of time, he must not see the light or touch any blood. Otherwise, it would be really bad. Remember, don't miss anything. Tell me when you're done!”
With that, Ninth Uncle went out.
"Hurry up and play. You talk too much!" Qiu Sheng glanced at Wen Cai. The two of them pulled the ink thread and began to play seriously.
"Is it done? Check it again!”
A few minutes later, Qiu Sheng stood up and said to Wen Cai.
"There's still one more spot left."
"Where?"
"You!" Wen Cai dipped his finger in the black blood and flicked it onto Qiu Sheng's face.
"You're good!"
Qiu Sheng put down the ink fountain and chased after her. The two of them laughed and quickly ran out of the courtyard.
It was quiet in the dark night, except for the bottom of the coffin, which was blank.
They had forgotten about this place!
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