Three days passed in the blink of an eye.
On this day, it was time to move Old Master Ren's coffin.
Early in the morning, Ninth Uncle and Fang Chen were preparing to move the grave. Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai were also helping out.
After everything was prepared, everyone went to the graveyard to carry out geomancy, set up the altar, and many other matters until the afternoon.
At this moment, apart from Ninth Uncle and the others, Old Master Ren, Ren Tingting, the family members, and the servants were all present.
Ninth Uncle looked at the sky. It was almost three o'clock in the afternoon.
"Old Master Ren, it's time."
Today, Ninth Uncle was wearing a dark yellow Daoist robe. He walked forward and talked to Old Master Ren, indicating that they could start digging.
Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng skillfully set up incense sticks and burned the candles.
Next, everyone went forward to pay their respects under Ninth Uncle's lead.
The graveyard was bustling with activity. Only Fang Chen was quietly observing from the side.
The weather today was not very good. The sun, which should have started to set in the west, was covered by dark clouds.
The surrounding forest was silent, as if something was about to happen.
Everyone who was busy at the grave had a solemn expression. However, in Fang Chen's eyes, the death aura in Old Master Ren's glabella was getting stronger. Even Ren Tingting, who was beside him, was tainted by it.
Fang Chen understood that all of this had to do with Old Master Ren, who was still buried in the ground.
This was because once Old Master Ren turned into a zombie, he would come knocking on the door and suck the blood of his blood relatives dry!
Soon, the ceremony was over, and the able-bodied men brought by the Ren family began to dig.
Ninth Uncle and Old Master Ren also started walking around.
Fang Chen also followed them and greeted each other.
"Ninth Uncle, Priest Fang." Old Master Ren looked at the excavated grave and pointed at it. He said somewhat regretfully,""Back then, the feng shui watcher said that this graveyard was very difficult to find and that it was a good tomb.”
"Not bad." Ninth Uncle nodded.
However, he frowned as he looked at the soil dug out from the graveyard. He asked Fang Chen,"Little Chen, what do you think?"
Fang Chen took a look and said in a deep voice," This tomb is called the Dragonfly Skipping the Water Cave. The cave is thirty-four feet long and only four feet wide.”
"It's thirteen feet wide and only three feet wide. Therefore, the coffin can't be buried flat.”
"Impressive, Priest Fang!"
Old Master Ren praised and gave him a thumbs up.
Initially, he was still skeptical when he saw Fang Chen's young age, but today, he saw that he was really capable.
Ninth Uncle nodded. Fang Chen was right.
"Burial?" Wen Cai, who was done with his work, walked behind Ninth Uncle in a few steps. He tilted his head and asked in confusion,"Master, what is a funeral? Is it a French funeral?"
"Pfft…"
A few people who came over to listen almost laughed out loud.
However, she remembered that this was not the right time, so she endured it.
"Don't talk too much!" Ninth Uncle glared at him.
Wen Cai was so frightened that his head shrank back. He knew that he had said the wrong thing again.
However, this was the first time he had heard of the term 'funeral' and he could not help but feel curious.
Then, he whispered to Fang Chen,"Priest Fang, what's the name of the burial?"”
"A ritual burial is a vertical burial." Fang Chen explained patiently.
" Uh…" Wen Cai scratched his head in embarrassment.
She had followed Ninth Uncle for more than ten years and had not learned anything. She still did not understand much.
Qiu Shengwen, who had followed them, looked embarrassed and laughed gloatingly.
"Priest Fang is amazing!" Old Master Ren praised and continued,"Back then, the Feng Shui expert said that if the ancestors were buried vertically, the descendants would definitely be great!”
"Will it work?" Ninth Uncle suddenly asked Old Master Ren.
When Ninth Uncle first saw the cemetery, he already felt that something was wrong. The moment he dug, he could tell what the problem was.
Old Master Ren shook his head." In the past twenty years, our Ren family's business has been getting worse and worse. I don't even know why."”
"I think that Feng Shui master has a grudge against your Ren family!”
Ninth Uncle paced back and forth, then turned around and asked,""Did the old master have a grudge with the feng shui master when he was alive?”
Old Master Ren hesitated for a moment, his expression a little unnatural.""This piece of land originally belonged to a Feng Shui master. My late father knew that it was a good tomb, so he bought it with money.”
"It's just a lure, no coercion?”Ninth Uncle looked into Old Master Ren's eyes with a faint smile.
Old Master Ren felt guilty under Ninth Uncle's gaze. He smiled awkwardly and did not say anything.
"I think it must be coercion!"
Ninth Uncle was a real person. He pointed at the grave and said,"Otherwise, why would he harm you and even let you cover your entire body with cement?”
"Then what should we do?" Old Master Ren felt that something was wrong.
"It should be covered with snow. This is called a dragonfly skimming the water.”Ninth Uncle pointed at the pile of cement and asked,""The head of the coffin can't touch the water, how can it be called a dragonfly skimming the water?”
When Old Master Ren was asked by Ninth Uncle, he suddenly remembered all the bad things that had happened in the past twenty years and could not help but break out in a cold sweat.
Looking at Old Master Ren who did not dare to make a sound, Ninth Uncle shook his head.
"That Feng Shui master still has a conscience. He told you to move your coffin and bury it in twenty years. He harmed you for half of your life, but he didn't harm you for a lifetime. He harmed you for one generation, but he didn't harm you for eighteen generations!”
The more Old Master Ren heard, the more panicked he became. A wave of fear rose in his heart. He hurriedly went forward to ask for a way to save him, but he was interrupted by a loud shout,"I saw it!"
Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw that the grave had been dug up, and the wooden coffin head was already exposed.
Then, a group of people pulled out the coffin that was buried vertically in the ground and placed it on the flat ground in front of the grave.
The surroundings of the graveyard suddenly became cold and gloomy, as if there was a thick baleful aura permeating the air.
Fang Chen's eyes gleamed as he exchanged glances with Ninth Uncle, who had also noticed the abnormality.
He quickly moved forward and arrived beside the coffin.
A palm struck down.
"Bang…Kacha…"
The coffin nail broke.
The heavy coffin lid was pushed open…
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