After hearing Li Junhao's words, Ninth Uncle realized that it was indeed the case.
"Looks like something big is really going to happen!”Ninth Uncle said with a frown.
"Everything has karma. You tried to persuade him, but he didn't listen, so we couldn't do anything.
If we burn the corpse now, we'll be in trouble.”Li Junhao said.
"Sigh…Let's go back and think of a way!”Ninth Uncle shook his head helplessly.
It had already happened, so it was useless to say anything. Ren Fa would never agree to the cremation.
Li Junhao remembered that Qiu Sheng should have met the female ghost Xiao Yu at this time.
Back at the mortuary, Ninth Uncle went straight to the place where the coffin was placed. At this moment, Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai also returned.
When Wen Cai saw Li Junhao, he hurriedly walked over.
"Look, Hao, how did you get burned like this?”Wen Cai said.
"Hmm? Two short and one long? People are most afraid of three long and two short, incense is most afraid of two short and one long. If there was such incense in the house, someone would definitely die.”Li Junhao said.
"That's right, things are a little troublesome. He had to quickly find a place to be buried. He hoped that Old Master Ren would not come out in peace.”Ninth Uncle said.
"Ninth Uncle, it's better to make some preparations in Old Master Ren's situation. Otherwise, he would probably turn into a zombie tonight.”Li Junhao said.
"Okay, you two hurry up and prepare paper, brush, ink, swords, and swords.”Ninth Uncle said to Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai.
"Master, what is paper, brush, ink, sword, and sword?”Qiu Sheng was stunned for a moment and asked.
"Sigh…yellow paper, red pen, black ink, kitchen knife, wooden sword.”Li Junhao shook his head helplessly.
"Look at the two of you. You're really useless. After following me for so many years, you basically don't know this.
Jun Hao has only been learning for a few days, but he already knows more than you. Comparing people is really infuriating.”Ninth Uncle said unhappily.
Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai looked as if they had done something wrong. They did not dare to say anything and quickly went to prepare the things.
Ninth Uncle and Li Junhao came to the coffin and opened it. His expression changed.
"Ninth Uncle, you've put on weight." Li Junhao said.
" Hurry up and cover it up…" Ninth Uncle said with a serious expression.
Ninth Uncle used the chicken blood black ink and the Eight Trigrams Mirror to make a spell before putting it into the ink fountain.
"People are divided into good and bad people, and dead people are divided into zombies and corpses.”Ninth Uncle said.
"People are not only divided into good and bad people, but also men and women.”Wen Cai said with a wretched smile.
"Why are you interrupting when Master is speaking?”Ninth Uncle said coldly.
" How dare you…" Qiu Sheng said proudly.
"Old Master Ren's corpse is a zombie's corpse.”Ninth Uncle said.
"Master, why are there zombies?”Qiu Sheng asked.
"That's right. Why are there bad people?”Wen Cai asked.
"A bad person is a disappointment. A zombie is a last breath. Before a person died, they would be angry, hold their breath, and sulk. This breath will be stuck in my throat!" Ninth Uncle said.
"So you're saying that you won't stop breathing after you die?" Wen Cai said.
"Therefore, one must live up to their expectations.”Qiu Sheng said.
"I told you to play. Why are you talking so much nonsense? Remember, don't forget the bottom of the coffin.”Li Junhao said.
"Hey, Brother Hao, if you didn't mention it, we would have forgotten.”Qiu Sheng's expression changed.
"Rest early after you're done. There are still things to do tomorrow.”Ninth Uncle said with a dark face.
However, Li Junhao knew that even so, it still could not change the situation of Old Master Ren's corpse transformation.
If it was an ordinary zombie, it would not be able to come out of the coffin for a short period of time if nothing unexpected happened.
However, Old Master Ren was different. He had been nourished by Yin Qi in the Yin Gathering Ground for twenty years and was already at the level of a Flying Corpse. How could a mere ink thread trap him?
However, no one noticed it. Outside the mortuary, a black-robed figure appeared with a paper doll in his hand.
"Hmph, I was only a few days away from success. Lin Jiu, don't even think about ruining my plan.”The black-robed Daoist said coldly.
After saying that, he opened a portable altar that he carried with him. He immediately began to cast spells on the miniman.
" Rise..." The black-robed Daoist pointed at the little man with two fingers and began to lift him up.
The little person started to get up slowly. However, after getting up a little, it was stuck there and did not move. No matter how hard the black-robed Taoist priest tried, there was no movement.
Her face turned red.
"Phew…"
In the end, the little person still landed. The black-robed Daoist priest's expression turned ugly.
"Lin Jiu, I didn't expect you to take precautions so quickly. Hmph, you won't be able to be smug for long." After saying that, the black-robed Daoist priest put away his weapon and left.
At night, Wushuang appeared in Li Junhao's room again. However, this time, she restrained all her aura. She did not want to disturb the rest of the people in the mortuary.
Two hours passed before Li Junhao opened his eyes. He saw Wushuang sitting at the head of the bed and looking at him.
"Is there a flower on my face? You can tell that it's been two hours?" Li Junhao said.
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