"I saw it!"
When the coffin was dug out, a coolie shouted. Ninth Uncle, Yi Chan, Ren Fa, Ren Tingting, and the others hurriedly walked over.
The coolies also took out the tools that they had prepared beforehand.
A wooden tripod and a thick rope.
The group of people tied the rope around the coffin and used the height of the tripod to pull together.
He slowly pulled the entire coffin out of the soil.
Then, two more people ran over with ropes and tied the other side of the coffin. They slowly pulled the coffin out of the hole and let it lie down.
"Everyone, today is the day when Ren Gongwei and Yong will see the light of day again. All those aged 36, 22, 35, and 48 who belong to the chicken or ox sign, turn around and leave.”
After the coffin was placed, Ninth Uncle turned around and said to everyone outside.
Hearing Ninth Uncle's words, the people who were born in the year of the rooster and the year of the ox turned their backs without hesitation.
After a while, Ninth Uncle said seriously again,""The retreat is complete. Everyone, tidy up your clothes and open the door!”
With Ninth Uncle's instructions, the four people surrounding the coffin turned around and prepared to open the coffin.
However, before they could do anything, a flock of birds flew up from the forest not far away from the mountain as if they had been frightened.
Yi Chan, who always had a discerning eye, felt a large amount of Yin Qi surrounding the coffin.
The few strong men and laborers surrounding the coffin would at least suffer from minor illnesses when they returned.
"A bird warning is not a good sign!”
Yi Chan played with the Buddha beads in his hand and said indifferently.
"Open the shop!"
At this point, it was impossible to bury the coffin anymore. Moreover, Ninth Uncle wanted to see if the corpse in the coffin had decayed in the past 20 years as he and One Chan had expected.
With Ninth Uncle's instructions, the four laborers finally found their backbone.
They no longer hesitated and were afraid. They worked together to pull out the coffin nails and then lifted the coffin lid.
When the lid of the coffin was lifted, Yi Chan saw a strong wave of resentment rush into the coffin.
One could even see a black aura in the coffin with the naked eye.
"Father!"
"Grandpa!"
"I've alarmed you. I'm unfilial!”
Ren Fa and Ren Tingting immediately knelt down the moment the coffin lid was opened. Regardless of whether they were sincere or not, they were just putting on an act for outsiders to see.
Ren Fa stood up and asked Ninth Uncle expressionlessly.
"Ninth Uncle, my father's corpse really hasn't rotted!”
Ren Fa's eyes were filled with fear.
He thought to himself that One Zen was right.
"Old Master Ren, I suggest that Old Master Ren be cremated on the spot.”
Ninth Uncle frowned and looked solemn.
He looked at Ren Fa and voiced his opinion.
"No! My late father was most afraid of fire. You should think of other ways.”
Upon hearing Ninth Uncle's words, Ren Fa hurriedly shook his head and directly rejected Ninth Uncle's idea.
What a joke. Ren Fa was still hoping that Ninth Uncle would find a good place for his father to prosper again, so that he could have a son while he was still alive.
Although Ren Fa had a daughter, Ren Tingting, and he doted on her very much, in this era, everyone wanted a son to carry on the family line and inherit their family property.
If he cremated his father, wouldn't all of this be for nothing?
"How about this, first carry the coffin to the mortuary, I'll think of another way.”
Seeing that Ren Fa did not agree, Ninth Uncle could only carry Old Master Ren's coffin to the mortuary for safety's sake.
Because it was better to be under Ninth Uncle's nose than to stay in the Ren family earlier.
If something happened, Ninth Uncle would be able to stop it in time.
"Good! If Ninth Uncle has time tomorrow, come to my Ren family as a guest. I have something to discuss with you, Ninth Uncle.”
Ren Fa nodded and left with Ren Tingting.
Before he left, he did not forget to give One Zen a warning look.
Even Ah Wei hated One Zen.
It was because of Ren Tingting's attitude towards Yi Chan.
"Good! Carry the coffin to the mortuary!"
Ah Wei glared hatefully at One Zen, then waved his hand and ordered the coolies to carry the coffin down the mountain.
"The two of you, set up the Plum Blossom Incense Formation here. Oh right, remember to light up every grave!”
Ninth Uncle instructed Qiu Shengwen,
"Oh!"
"Got it, Master!"
Qiu Shengwen nodded helplessly and agreed.
"Fellow Daoist, are you willing to come with me to the memorial hall to discuss this matter?”
After instructing Qiu Shengwen, Ninth Uncle turned to invite Yi Chan.
"Alright, since I have nothing to do, I might as well go.”
Yi Chan smiled and agreed.
Then, the two of them followed behind the laborers who carried the coffin down the mountain.
"Sigh! It was good to be a monk. He could do nothing and wait for his believers to send incense money. If he had no money, he could go down the mountain to beg for alms without worrying about food and drink.”
Qiu Sheng sighed with envy as he watched One Zen leave.
Qiu Sheng also knew that Ninth Uncle had been sending food to Yi Chan all year round.
"Shh! Don't say that. Master One Zen is really amazing!”
Wen Cai was shocked when he heard this and hurriedly said to Qiu Sheng.
He had personally witnessed Yi Chan's power.
He had an invulnerable body and powerful strength.
He was like a toy when he mentioned a person, and his actions were especially dark.
"Ha! Was he powerful? If he was so powerful, why would he need his master to send him food every three to five days? If he was powerful, he would have left the mountain long ago.”
Qiu Sheng said disdainfully.
In Qiu Sheng's opinion, Yi Chan was nothing but handsome and trusted by his master.
"Don't blame me for not reminding you! If anything happens, don't look for me."
Wen Cai shook his head when he saw Qiu Sheng's attitude. He took a handful of incense sticks and began to light incense sticks at each grave.
It was getting late, and the sky was about to turn dark. Wen Cai was anxious to go back and see if he had encountered something dirty on the way, so he did not tell Qiu Sheng about the horror of Zen.
Instead, he warned Qiu Sheng.
"Tsk, how timid! I've been practicing the Maoshan martial arts taught to me by my master since I was young. I'm very good at fighting. I've never been afraid of anyone in Ren Town except my master.”
Qiu Sheng looked at Wen Cai's frightened appearance and could not help but hug his shoulders and say proudly.
"Yes, yes, yes. You're amazing, okay? Hurry up and get to work.”
Wen Cai rolled his eyes and impatiently urged Qiu Sheng to get to work.
Wen Cai was very clear about Qiusheng's lousy kung fu.
Although he was skilled, Qiu Sheng had only learned a little of Mao Mountain's martial arts.
He might be able to fight five people at once, and he could be considered an expert at climbing walls, but it was not enough against ghosts.
Ninth Uncle had said that although Mao Mountain's martial arts were not the main cultivation of Mao Mountain, if one cultivated it successfully, one could release Righteousness Qi with every punch and kick, which was very effective against ghosts and monsters.
However, what Qiusheng had learned was only the tip of the iceberg.
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