In the western restaurant.
Wen Cai cast a resentful gaze at Fang Chen.
How would he know that Fang Chen knew about this?
His image in front of Ren Tingting was completely ruined.
Fang Chen did not care much about this.
She ate the egg tarts by herself, reminiscing the taste of her previous life.
It wasn't that he deliberately wanted to embarrass Wencai.
It was just that this kid was too impatient and didn't know his limits.
Also, although western food was new and expensive in this era, it was still very expensive.
However, in his previous life, it was something that even ordinary people could come into contact with.
Regarding this, Fang Chen did not bother to deliberately show himself.
He had helped out because he didn't want Ninth Uncle to lose face.
It was almost time. Ninth Uncle sipped his coffee contentedly and took advantage of the gap to talk about moving the grave.
"Ninth Uncle, have you chosen an auspicious day to move my father's grave?”
Ninth Uncle's expression turned serious when he heard that.
Looking at Old Master Ren, who was faintly emitting black gas, he said meaningfully,""I think you should think about it first. It's better to stay quiet than to move.”
Old Master Ren didn't know what was going on. He smiled and said,""I've already thought it through. Back then, the feng shui expert said that we must move the coffin after 20 years.”
"Old Master Ren, you can't believe everything you say about feng shui!”Just as he finished speaking, Wen Cai interrupted with a smug look.
In fact, his thoughts were very simple. He felt that as long as it was what his master said, it was all right.
"Then can we believe everything you say?”
Ren Tingting frowned and retorted.
"Of course!"
Wen Cai immediately looked at Ninth Uncle with a smug expression, but he was frightened by Ninth Uncle's glare.
"Tingting, children shouldn't interrupt when adults are talking.”Old Master Ren instructed with a hint of blame.
Ninth Uncle, who was beside him, felt uncomfortable hearing this. No matter how he heard it, it sounded like he was talking about literary talent.
A wave of anger rose in his heart. If it wasn't for the inappropriate occasion, he would have given Wen Cai a tight slap!
At this moment, Fang Chen, who had been silent all this while, suddenly spoke.
"The burial will form qi, and the qi will dissipate with the wind. The jie water will stop.”
"Old Master Ren, if you want to move Old Master Ren's grave, you have to be mentally prepared.”
Fang Chen's eyes flickered with light as he suddenly spoke. Old Master Ren could not help but be attracted.
Even Ren Tingting, who was still a little unconvinced, could not help but look over curiously.
"Oh, Priest Fang, you know Feng Shui too?”Old Master Ren didn't quite understand and asked curiously.
"I know a little."
"Then when my father moves his grave, Daoist Fang must come and give him some pointers!”
Old Master Ren smiled happily. He did not understand what Fang Chen meant at all.
"Alright." Fang Chen replied indifferently.
He knew that the Yin specters that Old Master Ren had absorbed for twenty years had already turned into zombies. Once he moved out of the Ren Family Town, there would be no peace.
However, Fang Chen was just giving Old Master Ren a reminder before he moved the grave. Perhaps when he saw Old Master Ren's appearance when he was unearthed, he would agree to Ninth Uncle's suggestion of cremating him on the spot.
This way, it would prevent Old Master Ren from having a chance to become famous.
Ninth Uncle, who was at the side, looked at the black aura on Old Master Ren's face and heard the hidden meaning in Fang Chen's words. Light flashed in his eyes as he pondered for a moment.
After making up his mind, he said to Old Master Ren,""Since that's the case, we'll prepare to dig up the coffin three days later.”
Wen Cai scratched his head. Fang Chen's words were too profound for him to understand. He did not understand why Ninth Uncle suddenly changed his mind after hearing it.
Ninth Uncle relaxed, and Old Master Ren smiled. He quickly asked,""Then what do we need to prepare?”
"Since it's moving the grave, there's no lack of manpower. We also have to prepare three sacrifices…"
Hearing Old Master Ren's question, Ninth Uncle gave a detailed explanation of the preparations to move the grave in three days.
After chatting for a while, Ren Tingting felt bored.
She had been educated in western culture and knew a little about science.
He was more resistant to such things and thought that they were all feudal superstitions.
If it wasn't for her grandfather's grave, she wouldn't even have come.
Hearing that, she couldn't sit still for a moment. She told Old Master Ren that she wanted to buy some rouge powder and went downstairs.
However, before he left, he took a deep look at Fang Chen.
Even though Fang Chen did not speak much, the two of them had never communicated.
However, whether it was his attractive bearing or his generous and decent behavior, they all left a deep impact on Ren Tingting's heart.
When he was about to leave, he actually felt sorry for Fang Chen.
It was a pity that such an outstanding young man had to learn some strange things instead of doing other things…
As soon as Ren Tingting left, Wen Cai, who couldn't sit still, found an excuse and ran away.
The dining table suddenly became much quieter. Only Ninth Uncle and Old Master Ren were discussing the matter of moving the grave.
Fang Chen sat at the side and listened quietly.
When Ren Tingting looked at him before she left, he naturally understood.
However, he had lived two lives, so he naturally wouldn't be calculative with a little girl.
If it was in the past, he would not have believed in such a bizarre thing.
However, he now understood that not believing did not mean that something did not exist. It was just that he did not have enough knowledge.
"Then that's all for today, Ninth Uncle. I'll leave it to you in three days.”
Not long after, Ninth Uncle and Old Master Ren were almost done discussing, and Old Master Ren left.
"Oh right, Priest Fang, you have to come too.”Before he left, Old Master Ren smiled at Fang Chen.
"Alright, I will." Fang Chen replied indifferently.
Then, the three of them went downstairs and left.
On the way, Ninth Uncle frowned and asked Fang Chen,""Xiao Chen, what do you think of the Ren family's grave relocation?”
Looking up at the sky that seemed to be covered in a layer of shadow, Fang Chen said in a deep voice,""Old Master Ren has a trace of death on his face. It must be related to Old Master Ren in the coffin.”
Of course, Fang Chen knew the ins and outs of the matter, but he did not say it out loud.
Ninth Uncle also had a bad feeling and pondered for a moment.
"Yes, it's useless to think too much. Let's go back and prepare.”
"No matter what, we will know the reason after moving the graves three days later.”
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