First of all, the coffin would be moved after 20 years. It seemed like the feng shui master had a conscience, but it was extremely terrifying when he thought about it.
Because this acupoint was a Feng Shui treasure acupoint, even if it deteriorated into a fiend acupoint, it would take at least a few years or even decades for the zombie to break out of the coffin. The Feng Shui master said that the coffin would be moved after 20 years. He probably wanted the zombie to come out of the coffin and then absorb the blood of his loved ones to achieve better changes.
In the original novel, Ren Fa died because of this. After that, the zombies became even more ferocious and uncontrollable. In the later stages, their limbs could even bend and their eyes could be seen. This was not something that ordinary zombies could do. Even a hundred-year zombie or a thousand-year zombie wouldn't be like this if they didn't have great fortune. Therefore, one could see the sinister intentions of the feng shui master.
Secondly, why were there bats? In the original novel, there were only birds like crows. Moreover, this type of bat seemed to be different from ordinary bats. Qiu Sheng couldn't help but think of the bat in Daoist Priest One-Browed's plot.
Qiu Sheng couldn't help but wonder if this was a comprehensive world. Moreover, the Four-Eyed Taoist appeared in the early and late stages of the original novel. The Four-Eyed Taoist was the plot of Uncle Zombie in his previous life. Thinking of this, Qiu Sheng felt a headache coming on. He thought to himself, Forget it, there will be a way out when the time comes. Besides, I know the plot, so it shouldn't be a problem.'
At this time, Ninth Uncle, who had failed to persuade him, could only shake his head helplessly and say,"Alright, I'll leave it in the mortuary for now. I hope I can help Old Master Ren find other tombs tomorrow so that he can rest in peace as soon as possible.”
"Alright, cover the coffin and carry it back to the mortuary.”Ah Wei shouted.
"Old Master Ren, please go back first." Ninth Uncle said politely to Ren Fa.
"Yes, I'll have to trouble Ninth Uncle with this matter.”Ren Fa replied politely and left with his daughter, Tingting.
Seeing Ren Fa leave, Ninth Uncle sighed and said,""Sigh, since ancient times, zombies have appeared in the Feng Shui treasure cave.”
"Why is that, Master?" Qiu Sheng asked doubtfully. Weren't Feng Shui acupoints usually for the sake of future generations? How did this happen?"
"Yes, yes." Wen Cai was also puzzled.
Uncle Nine tidied his clothes." There are many requirements for a Feng Shui treasure point. If something is wrong, it will turn the treasure point into a dangerous point. This is only secondary. As long as it is handled well, there will be no problem. However, no matter which dynasty it was, there would always be wars, tomb raiding, mountain floods, earthquakes, and so on. This would lead to problems in the tomb. Once something went wrong, who knew how many people would die. Therefore, it was best to be buried in an ordinary place after death.”
"The two of you, burn a plum blossom array around the tomb. Remember to come back and tell me how it looks. Also, remember to burn incense at every grave.”After lamenting the risk of the precious acupoint, Ninth Uncle instructed the two of them.
Seeing Ninth Uncle leave, Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai lit incense and set up a formation.
When he arrived at Dong Xiaoyu's grave, Qiu Sheng was stunned. He remembered that there was a female ghost who was entangled with Qiu Sheng in the original novel. He couldn't help but look at the photo curiously. The photo was very beautiful, just like the original novel.
"It's a pity that he died at such a young age.”He sighed and lit an incense stick for her.
"Thank you."
"Hmm?" Qiu Sheng was stunned, because he did not give her more incense like in the original novel. "You're welcome."”
Evening, mortuary.
"This matter is troublesome. If I had known earlier, I would have persuaded Old Master Ren to cremate him.”Ninth Uncle sighed as he held the incense that Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai had brought back.
"Master, what's wrong? Is there a problem?”Qiu Sheng pretended to be confused.
"Yes, Master. Is there a problem?”Wen Cai was also puzzled.
"Humph! Have you forgotten what I taught you?" Ninth Uncle glared at him and scolded him coldly. Then, he sighed and said,"People are most afraid of three long and two short, and incense is most afraid of two short and one long. However, it had to be burned like this. If there was such incense in the house, someone would definitely die.”
Qiu Sheng could not help but be a little stunned by this situation. He knew about the saying of two short and one long incense in his previous life. However, she was not like in the original novel, where she was shocked by Dong Xiaoyu and bumped into a literary talent, causing the fragrance to become so fragrant. But now, it had still become like this. After asking Wen Cai, he found out that Wen Cai had fallen down the mountain. He could not help but think to himself,'The world's storyline restoration ability is really strong.'
"Is something going to happen to the Ren family?" Wen Cai once again displayed his ability to seek death with his low IQ.
"Could it be this?" Ninth Uncle glared at Wen Cai and snorted coldly.
"Is there something wrong with the coffin?" Wen Cai asked.”He asked brainlessly and pushed open the coffin. Have you gained weight?"
Ninth Uncle went forward to take a look and ordered,"Quickly cover it up and prepare paper, brush, ink, and swords.”
"What?" Wen Cai looked at Ninth Uncle in confusion.
"Got it, Master." Qiu Sheng replied. He was too lazy to explain to Wen Cai and pulled him away.
After a while, Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai carried a bag of things and said to Ninth Uncle,""It's done, Master."
Ninth Uncle did not answer and turned around to cast the spell. In the blink of an eye, he mixed the chicken blood and ink into the ink fountain.
"Play in every corner, don't miss anything! I'm going to take a shower. Tell me when it's done.”Ninth Uncle handed the ink fountain to Qiu Sheng and instructed.
"Yes, Master."
"Yes, Master."
The two of them took the ink fountain and started to play without any explanation.
"Qiusheng, what do you think Master meant by that?”
"What does that mean?" Qiu Sheng looked at Wen Cai in confusion.
"Even if this incense is produced at home, someone will definitely die.”
"Oh, you said that? What you're saying is that as long as the surname is Ren, something might happen to anyone in the Ren residence.”
"What about Tingting?" Wen Cai panicked.
Qiu Sheng looked at him speechlessly." Don't worry. Master knows his limits."”
"I'm done playing. Look at where you haven't played yet.”After the last flick, Wen Cai threw the ink thread.
Remembering that there was no bullet under the coffin in the original novel, Qiu Sheng threw the ink thread over."The coffin hasn't been bounced off yet."
Wen Cai took the ink fountain, and the two of them flicked the ink fountain thread under the coffin.
At this moment, Ninth Uncle finished his shower and tidied his clothes. He asked,"Are you done? Did you miss anything?"
"No, I haven't."
"No, I haven't."
"Alright, go to sleep first! I'll discuss it with Old Master Ren tomorrow. Sigh!" Ninth Uncle looked at the coffin and shook his head.
the moon rises above the willows.
At this moment, the lid of Old Master Ren's coffin slowly lifted up, and a hand full of nails reached out. Fortunately, Ninth Uncle had the foresight to put ink thread around the coffin. Great-grandfather Ren's hand moved and accidentally touched the ink thread. He retracted his hand in pain, and the coffin lid fell off again with a bang.
Hearing the sound, Ninth Uncle flipped over and picked up the oil lamp to Wen Cai's room to look at the coffin. Just as he was carefully examining it.‘Pa! Wen Cai kicked the blanket onto the chair.
Seeing this, Ninth Uncle shook his head and sighed."Sleeping like a dead pig. This kind of person is the most suitable to watch the funeral home.”
After saying that, he helped Wencai tidy up his blanket and returned to his room.
Not long after Ninth Uncle left, the roof tiles were lifted. A head wrapped in a black scarf stretched in and looked around. Then, it carefully came to the skylight and jumped down.
The man in black hugged the box and looked at Wen Cai, who was sleeping soundly. He pointed two fingers at the back of Wen Cai's head.
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