"She's so beautiful, but she died at the age of eighteen! If you spoil it, I'll burn incense for you!"
When Qiu Sheng was lighting the Plum Blossom Incense Formation, he saw a picture of a beautiful woman pasted on a tombstone. It was written that the beautiful woman's name was Dong Xiaoyu, and she died at the age of 18.
Looking at the beautiful photo on Dong Xiaoyu's tombstone, Qiu Sheng sighed and wished that she was still alive.
It was really a pity that the heavens were jealous of beauties!
"Thank you!"
After offering the incense, Qiu Sheng turned around to leave. However, before he could take two steps, he heard an ethereal girl behind him say thank you.
Hearing that, Qiu Sheng turned his neck stiffly and looked at Dong Xiaoyu's tombstone with a trace of fear in his eyes. He swallowed his saliva and wanted to confirm whether he had heard wrongly.
"Thank you!"
As if sensing Qiu Sheng's thoughts, the voice came again.
"Oh my god, there's a ghost!"
This time, he heard it clearly.
Qiu Sheng was so frightened that he turned around and ran.
"Aiyo!"
She had just turned around and ran two steps when she directly bumped into Wen Cai.
"What is it? You're in a hurry."
Wen Cai held three incense sticks in his hand and said to Qiu Sheng as he rubbed his waist that hurt from the collision.
"I'm fine. What's wrong?"
Qiu Sheng calmed himself down and wiped the cold sweat off his forehead as he asked Wen Cai.
"Look, the incense in front of Old Master Ren's grave is burning like this.”
Wen Cai held two long incense sticks in his hand and showed them to Qiu Sheng.
"Let's go back and find Master."
Qiu Sheng took the incense from Wen Cai's hand and looked at it. He said firmly.
……
"People are most afraid of three long and two short, and incense is most afraid of two short and one long.”
By the time Qiu Shengwen returned to the mortuary, the sky outside had already darkened.
Ninth Uncle said worriedly as he held two short and one long incense sticks.
"Ah! Master, that means the Ren family is in danger!”
Qiu Sheng asked Ninth Uncle anxiously.
"Could it be this place?"
Ninth Uncle was still troubled by Qiusheng's idiotic question, so he snapped at him.
Today, Old Master Ren had lifted the coffin to move the burial. This incense had come from Old Master Ren's grave. It had been with Ninth Uncle for so long. Moreover, Ninth Uncle had already made it very clear that Qiu Sheng was the one who had left.
If he were to ask such an unnecessary question, wouldn't he be walking into the muzzle of a gun?
"This has nothing to do with me!"
Wen Cai picked up three incense sticks from the offering table, lit them up, and placed them in front of Old Master Ren's coffin. Then, he inserted them into the incense burner and said in a carefree manner.
"Then is Miss Ren in trouble too?”
Even though Qiu Sheng was being rebuked, he still did not give up and asked.
"Aiya, as long as the surname is Ren, it's going to be difficult!”
Wen Cai was smart for once.
He raised his hand and lowered his head to tell Qiu Sheng the answer he wanted to know.
"Eh! Tingting!"
But just as he finished speaking, Wen Cai reacted.
His expression changed, and he wanted to run to Ninth Uncle to ask him for a solution.
"Ai!"
"Ai!"
Qiu Sheng hurriedly stopped Wen Cai.
The two of them pointed at each other, obviously not wanting the other to meddle in their business.
"A fair competition!"
Qiu Sheng patted Wen Cai's shoulder and said.
She thought that with her looks, she had a great chance of winning Ren Tingting's heart.
He successfully married a fair, rich, and beautiful woman, became a CEO, and embarked on the peak of his life.
"Alright!"
Wen Caiye agreed with an unyielding spirit.
Yi Chan looked at the two of them who were jealous and smiled disdainfully.
Amitabha.
He thought,"As long as I'm here, neither of you will have a chance."
"Master, think of something!"
"That's right, Master. Saving a life is better than building a seven-storied pagoda!”
Qiu Shengwen asked Uncle Daojiu, unwilling to be outdone.
"If I had a way, I wouldn't have carried the coffin to the mortuary!”
Ninth Uncle said helplessly.
Although he understood why his two disciples were so enthusiastic, Ninth Uncle did not have the time to pay attention to their little tricks at the moment.
"Is there something wrong with the coffin?"
Qiu Sheng asked curiously.
"It's the dead person in the coffin who has a problem.”
Ninth Uncle frowned and explained.
Qiu Shengwen exchanged glances with each other when he heard this. He walked around the altar and came to the coffin. They nodded at each other and opened the coffin lid a little.
Then, he looked into the coffin.
"Wow! I've put on weight!" x2
Qiu Shengwen looked at the current Old Master Ren. His face was wrinkled, and his face turned from black to white.
His fingernails had also grown longer and turned green.
It flashed with a cold light and was obviously poisonous.
Ninth Uncle's heart sank when he heard Qiusheng Wencai's cry. He and Yi Chan quickly walked to the coffin to take a look.
"Quick, close the coffin."
Ninth Uncle frowned and hurriedly instructed.
It was night time and the moon was hanging high in the sky.
Moonlight shone on the earth.
If Old Master Ren was illuminated by the moonlight, it would probably accelerate the speed of his transformation.
Qiu Shengwen did not dare to hesitate and hurriedly closed the coffin lid.
"Ding! Old Master Ren, who eliminated the zombie transformation, was rewarded with the martial art Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.”
"Ding! Save Old Master Ren and prevent him from being killed by his father. Rewards: Crossing the River on a Reed."
"Ding! Kill Old Master Ren who was bitten and turned into a corpse. Reward: A six-inch Buddha Golden Body.”
Old Master Ren was about to turn into a corpse!
Three missions appeared in One Zen's mind.
When One Zen saw the first mission, he was fine with it, but the second and third missions made him feel troubled. He wanted to accept all of them, but the missions were conflicting.
One Zen thought that if he could complete the third mission, he would sell the Buddha's Golden Body for money to renovate his home, the Bodhi Temple, and help Ninth Uncle renovate the mortuary. He would then let Ninth Uncle buy some magic tools, yellow paper, cinnabar, and so on.
However, in the end, One Zen still chose to cross the river on a reed over money.
After all, Crossing the River on a Reed was a top martial art movement technique.
After learning it, he could come and go in a hurry. If he had no money, he could go to those rich and heartless families to rob the rich and help the poor.
"Prepare paper, brush, ink, swords, and sabers!"
Ninth Uncle ordered coldly after the coffin was closed.
" Ah???" x2
Ninth Uncle's quick introduction stunned Qiu Shengwen.
He did not know what this meant.
"Yellow paper, a brush, an ink fountain, a kitchen knife, a mahogany sword, and a rooster!”
One Zen explained Ninth Uncle's intentions with a smile.
"Oh!"
The two of them understood what Yi Chan meant.
After understanding, he quickly ran out to prepare.
"Sigh! These two good-for-nothings! You've been with me for so long, but you don't even know the most commonly used one. I'm not even as good as a layman like you."
Qiu Sheng's reaction made Ninth Uncle sigh in anger.
"Come on, Ninth Uncle. Although Qiu Sheng's literary talent is disappointing, his temperament is not bad. In addition, although Wencai is stupid, he is honest and honest. He is suitable to look after the funeral home in his old age.”
Yi Chan comforted Ninth Uncle with a smile.
When Ninth Uncle heard this, he sighed helplessly again.
"I was still thinking of relying on the two of them to pass on my legacy. Sigh, they're just like this. They only know how to play.”
"It's different. I think Qiusheng can inherit the mantle! It was just that Qiu Sheng was at the age where he liked to play. It would be fine after this. As for your literary talent, I can learn 30 - 40% of your body in a few years. At the very least, it wasn't a problem for him to feed himself and go out to see his nether regions.”
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