Wen Cai rubbed his butt in grievance and sat down again. He was much more obedient. Did I say something wrong?
"Motherf * cker, I don't know, I don't know, I don't know.”
Wu Feng lowered his head and drank his coffee. This literary talent was even more embarrassing than in the original novel.
Not long after, Ninth Uncle and Ren Fa came to an agreement.
Ren Fa, on the other hand, brought Ren Tingting over to Feng Wu.
This made Wu Feng feel strange. He thought to himself that he and Ren Fa did not seem to know each other before.
Ren Fa glanced at Wu Feng, then cupped his fists and said,"This must be Master Wu. I didn't expect you to be so young.”
Wu Feng raised his head and said with a faint smile,"What's wrong? Old Master Ren knows me?"
Ren Fa nodded and said," It's like this. I've already heard about what happened in Huangjiatun. Thanks to Master Wu and Ninth Uncle, everything was settled. Now, the surrounding villages are all talking about Master Wu's powerful magic power."”
Wu Feng smiled but didn't say anything. So that was the case. He didn't expect the news of Huangjiatun to spread so quickly.
Although communication wasn't developed in this era, the news spread quickly as everyone traveled.
Especially when it came to such strange things, the common people loved to hear it, so the news spread faster.
Beside him, Ren Tingting looked at Wu Feng and her heart skipped a beat. This cold-looking young man dressed in black was so handsome. He was completely the same type as her Prince Charming, even though he was dressed in black.
Moreover, not only was Wu Feng handsome, but he also had a mysterious temperament that added a lot of charm to him. Ren Tingting liked him more and more, and she couldn't help but be stunned.
"Regarding my late father's burial, I'll have to trouble Master Wu and Ninth Uncle to come together. If Master Wu is also present, I'll have a better idea.”Ren Fa said politely.
Wu Feng nodded and said,"Alright, I'll go with Ninth Uncle when I have time.”
"In that case, thank you very much. I still have business to do over there. I'll take my leave first. I'll invite Master Wu over for tea another day.”Ren Xiao laughed and turned to leave.
Tingting, let's go. Tingting?"
Ren Fa called out to Ren Tingting, only to find his daughter staring at Wu Feng in a daze. Her cheeks were flushed red, and her lips were pursed.
Ren Fa, the old man, naturally noticed something. He smiled and patted his daughter, saying,"Let's go, Tingting. Let's go home first."
"What? "Oh, okay…" Ren Tingting nodded and then said to Wu Feng,""Then Master Wu, I'll go back first.”
Ren Fa left with Ren Tingting.
Wu Feng heard a woman's soft voice.""Hmph, little girl, if you want to snatch my man, I'll kill you.”
"Feifei, don't mess around." Wu Feng shouted through voice transmission.”
The woman's voice belonged to Wu Feng's Flag Demon, Liu Feifei.
"Does Master like that little girl?”Liu Feifei said unhappily.
"You're thinking too much. No." Wu Feng said as he drank his coffee.
Liu Feifei said softly," Master, that little girl is just an ordinary person. It's not suitable for you to be together. Master, with your cultivation, it's not a problem for you to live for a few hundred years. As for that little girl, after a hundred years, she will become a pile of bones. Time is merciless. Therefore, Feifei is more suitable for Master."”
Just as Wu Feng was about to speak, he was interrupted by the system's voice. It was a mission.
"A new mission has been unlocked. Host the burial ceremony on behalf of Ninth Uncle. Mission reward: 3000 merit points and the skill, Godly Sword Lightning-Controlling True Technique.”
Wu Feng almost spat out the coffee in his mouth. F * ck, now that the Godly Sword Lightning-Controlling True Technique was out, would the system give him a sword or something?
But the problem was…
He would preside over the funeral in place of Ninth Uncle.
With Wu Feng's familiarity with the plot, it was naturally not a problem for him to preside over the funeral, but how could he replace Ninth Uncle?
……
In the evening, Ninth Uncle calculated the date of the burial and set it to be three days later.
The next two days were peaceful.
On the third day, Wen Cai got up early and prepared breakfast for Ninth Uncle and Wu Feng.
Wu Feng took out the props that he had secretly prepared and placed them in the breakfast when no one was paying attention.
Ninth Uncle seemed to be really hungry. He grabbed the youtiao, scooped up the soy milk, and put it into his mouth.
Wen Cai was about to eat together when he was suddenly stopped by Wu Feng."Wencai, go and see if the things for today's burial are ready?”
"Master Wu, I counted them last night." Wen Cai raised his head and said.”
"Go and check again." Wu Feng berated.
" Alright…" Wen Cai put down the fried dough sticks and soy milk and went to check the items.
"Fellow Daoist Wu, why aren't you eating?”Ninth Uncle asked.
"Lose weight." Wu Feng said.
"Are you very fat?" Ninth Uncle was speechless.”
"I just want to shape myself." Wu Feng said with a smile.
Just like that, Ninth Uncle ate his breakfast and called his two disciples, Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai, to prepare to set off for the graveyard together.
However, at this moment, Ninth Uncle's expression suddenly changed. He held his stomach with his hand, and his facial features twitched in pain.
"Master, what's wrong?" Wen Cai asked.
"Give me five minutes." Ninth Uncle said and quickly rushed into the latrine.
Wu Feng smiled. Ninth Uncle had diarrhea. This was naturally his masterpiece. He had put laxatives in his breakfast.
Although Ninth Uncle was highly skilled, he still had to kneel when faced with such a powerful laxative.
Wu Feng wanted to stop Ninth Uncle from going to the Ren family's ancestral grave. At first, he had thought of knocking Ninth Uncle unconscious, but that would hurt the peace, so it was better to drug him.
Five minutes later, Ninth Uncle walked out and said,""Let's go."
"Yes, sir!" Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai echoed.
Gulp! Gulp!
In the end, a series of sounds came from Ninth Uncle's stomach again. Then, Ninth Uncle's face turned pale. He held his stomach and said,"Give…give me five more minutes." With that, he rushed to the outhouse like a gust of wind.
Five minutes later…
Ninth Uncle's face was pale and he walked out weakly. He held the door frame and said,"Let…let's go. This time…Gululu, give me five more minutes, thank you.”
Before Ninth Uncle left the toilet, he squatted down again.
Another five minutes passed…
Ninth Uncle's legs were weak as he walked out shakily. His face was as pale as paper as he staggered and almost fell."Out…out…"
"Don't go out. Ninth Uncle, if you go to the cemetery like this, I think you can be buried there directly.”Wu Feng laughed and said.
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