At this moment, Lin Feng had already returned to the mortuary with Ninth Uncle.
As soon as Ninth Uncle returned to the mortuary, he went straight to the morgue.
Old Master Ren's coffin was placed in the deepest part of the morgue.
Looking at the zombie in front of him, Ninth Uncle frowned.
"Master, Old Master Ren's corpse hasn't decomposed in twenty years. This isn't normal!”
Lin Feng had a solemn expression as he stared at Ninth Uncle.
Ninth Uncle nodded and sighed. He looked at Lin Feng and said,"I know."
"Then Master, why do you still want to take over this mess? If you don't burn it, I'm afraid that in a few days, this Old Master Ren's corpse will turn into a zombie!”
Speaking of zombies, Lin Feng's expression turned even more solemn.
Ninth Uncle sighed.
"If we're unwilling to take over, Old Master Ren will definitely bring this corpse back to his home. The consequences will be unimaginable! It's better to leave it under our noses. At least I have some ways to deal with it!”
Lin Feng was speechless.
"Alright, Feng 'er, go and help me prepare paper, brush, ink, swords, and swords. I want to put ink thread on this coffin!”
"Yes, Master!"
Lin Feng nodded.
He didn't want to be as ignorant as the literary talent Qiu Sheng in the original plot. He found these things very easily.
The master and disciple worked together and flicked the entire coffin behind the ink thread.
"Alright!"
Ninth Uncle exhaled.
"Let's go, Feng 'er!"
Ninth Uncle glanced at Lin Feng as he spoke.
"Yes, Master!"
Staring at Ninth Uncle's back, Lin Feng tidied up the things beside him. Before he left, Lin Feng cast a deep glance at the coffin at the side and muttered to himself,"This ink thread was personally flicked by me. If you can escape, then it seems that the Ren residence is really destined to have this calamity!”
After speaking, Lin Feng sighed and turned to leave the mortuary.
Mortuary.
A coffin filled with ink threads was quietly placed in the deepest part of the morgue.
…………
Graveyard.
Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng split up and began to burn incense at the grave beside them.
"It's a pity to die at such a young age. I'll give you another one!”
At this moment, Qiu Sheng came to a grave nearby. Looking at the young and beautiful woman on the tombstone, he sighed slightly and said. Then, he took out four incense sticks from his hand and stuck them into the grave.
After doing this, he was about to turn around and leave.
"Thank you!"
At this moment, an ethereal voice reached Qiu Sheng's ears.
Qiu Sheng's body stiffened. He turned to look at the grave beside him with a terrified expression. The grave did not change much. It was still standing quietly in the same place. The picture of the beautiful woman on the tombstone was still smiling, as if she was smiling at Qiu Sheng.
Just as Qiu Sheng was panicking.
"Qiusheng! Qiusheng!"
Wen Cai, who was beside him, ran over in a panic and bumped into Qiu Sheng.
"What are you doing?"
Qiu Sheng looked at Wen Cai with dissatisfaction.
"Senior Brother, look at this fragrance!"
Qiu Sheng was stunned when he saw the paper in Wen Cai's hand. He looked at Wen Cai in panic and said,""Let's go! Let's go back and tell Master!"
After saying that, the two of them hurriedly ran towards the mortuary.
When he returned to the mortuary, Ninth Uncle was sitting in the living room.
"Mas…Master!"
The two of them panted as they spoke to Ninth Uncle.
"What is it? You're so flustered!"
Ninth Uncle frowned slightly and looked at the two of them.
The two of them quickly handed the incense sticks in their hands to Ninth Uncle.
Ninth Uncle was stunned for a moment. He frowned and took the incense from the two of them.
Holding the incense stick in his hand, Ninth Uncle frowned even more tightly.
"As a person, you are most afraid of three long and two short things. Burning incense is the most taboo, but it just has to be burned to this extent!”
Ninth Uncle sighed.
"If this incense is produced in the family, someone will definitely die!”
"Not good, this is really not good!"
Master, is this Old Master Ren's house?"
Wen Cai asked Ninth Uncle innocently.
Ninth Uncle glared at him and said unhappily,""If it's not there, could it be here?”
After speaking, Ninth Uncle no longer cared about Wen Cai. He turned to Lin Feng and asked,"Feng 'er, you just checked. Are you sure that the ink thread has been pasted on the coffin?”
"En! Master, I'm sure!"
Ninth Uncle nodded and pondered.
"Master, is this calamity unavoidable?”
Qiu Sheng asked Uncle Nine curiously.
"There's only one way."
Ninth Uncle looked at Qiu Sheng and said.
"That is to burn Old Master Ren's corpse!”
"Then burn it! At most, we can just tell him the truth!”
Qiu Sheng shrugged and said to Ninth Uncle.
At this moment, Lin Feng, who was at the side, stared at Qiu Sheng in annoyance."If only it was as simple as you said! If it could be burned, we would have convinced Old Master Ren to burn it at the graveyard. Now, Old Master Ren's corpse has not turned into a corpse yet, and you want Master to burn it. Not only do you want Master's reputation to be ruined, but you also want Master to be unable to survive in the Ren family town!”
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