In the evening, Ninth Uncle did not find the cemetery, so he had to come back. He walked around the morgue alone. Not long after, Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai came back after burning incense.
The two of them were in a hurry. When they saw Ninth Uncle, they immediately handed the incense they had burned in front of Old Master Ren's grave to him and said,"Master, the incense we burned in front of Old Master Ren's grave is not right.”
Ninth Uncle took the incense and looked at it. He immediately sighed and said,"People are most afraid of three long and two short, and incense is most afraid of two short and one long. However, it burned like this.”
"Is it Old Master Ren's house?" Wen Cai asked.
"Could it be here?" Ninth Uncle glared at Wen Cai.
Wen Cai felt a little wronged after being reprimanded. He continued to fiddle with the incense table and said,"It's good that it's not here. It doesn't matter to me, so I don't have to worry.”
"Then will Old Master Ren's daughter be fine?”Qiu Sheng said.
"In short, it's difficult for people with the surname Ren." Wen Cai said. Then, he realized that Ren Tingting also had the surname Ren and said anxiously,"Tingting."
"You said that it has nothing to do with you, so you don't have to worry about it. Besides, didn't you take a fancy to Qingqing a few days ago and tell me not to snatch it from you? Why are you taking a fancy to Ren Tingting now?”Qiu Sheng stopped Wen Cai.
"You can't say that. Saving a life is better than building a seven-storied pagoda. Besides, Qingqing has a happy family now, so I'll like Tingting wholeheartedly.”Wen Cai said.
"A fair competition." Qiu Sheng said.
"Fair competition is fair competition. Who's afraid of who?”Wen Cai said.
The two of them spoke as if Ren Tingting had to choose between the two of them. She really didn't know where they got their confidence from. Even Qingqing hadn't looked them in the eye before.
The two of them ran to Ninth Uncle's side. At this moment, Ninth Uncle was looking at Old Master Ren's coffin.
"Master, think of a way." Qiu Sheng said.
"Yes, Master." Wen Cai also echoed.
"I've already thought about it. Otherwise, why would I bring the coffin back?”Ninth Uncle said.
"Is there a problem with the coffin?" Wen Cai asked foolishly.
"It's not the coffin that has a problem, but the dead.”Ninth Uncle said unhappily. He really didn't know what Wen Cai's brain was like.
"I also feel that something is wrong." Wen Cai had a look of 'I already knew' on his face.
"Yeah, it's been twenty years and it hasn't rotted.”Qiu Sheng said.
The two of them walked to the side of the coffin and opened it. They were shocked when they saw it."I've put on weight!"
When Ninth Uncle heard this, he quickly walked to the side of the coffin and took a look. Old Master Ren's corpse had grown a size bigger, and long black nails had grown out of his hands.
"Hurry up and cover it!" Ninth Uncle hurriedly instructed.
He could clearly feel that Old Master Ren's corpse was rapidly absorbing the moonlight essence. If it continued to absorb it, it would probably not take long for him to turn into a corpse.
"Prepare paper, brush, ink, swords, and knives." Ninth Uncle said.
"What?" Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai were dumbfounded.
"Yellow paper, red pen, black ink, kitchen knife, wooden sword.”Ninth Uncle said resentfully.
"Oh." Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai hurriedly nodded.
After a while, Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai were ready. Ninth Uncle caught a rooster.
"Master, using chicken again?" Wen Cai said reluctantly. They rarely had the chance to eat chicken dinner.
When Ninth Uncle heard this, he glared at Wen Cai, scaring him so much that his neck shrank back.
"Take it. You're so talkative." Qiu Sheng handed the peach wood sword to Wen Cai.
Ninth Uncle put the chicken blood in a bowl, added glutinous rice, black ink, talisman paper, and other things. Then, he covered it with the Eight Trigrams Mirror and poured it into the ink box.
Qiu Sheng had been with Ninth Uncle for so many years, and he finally understood what he was here for.
"Master, where is the ink fountain bullet?" Qiu Sheng asked.
"Bounce it on the coffin." Ninth Uncle handed the ink fountain to Qiu Sheng.
"Oh." Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai nodded. They walked to the coffin and began to flick the ink thread.
"The entire coffin needs to be covered with ink thread.”Ninth Uncle reminded them. He knew that Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai were not reliable.
Then, Ninth Uncle lit three more incense sticks and said,"People are divided into good and bad people, and corpses are divided into zombies and corpses.”
"People are not only divided into good and bad people, but also men and women.”Wen Cai began to display his 'erudite and multi-talented' ability again, and he was still very proud of himself.
"Master is speaking, why are you interrupting?”Ninth Uncle glared at Wen Cai again.
"Old Master Ren's corpse is a corpse that is about to become a zombie.”Ninth Uncle continued.
"How did Shi become a zombie?" Qiu Sheng asked. However, he was much more mature than Wen Cai, and the questions he asked were not as stupid as Wen Cai's.
"Yeah, how can people become bad people?”Wen Cai asked, unwilling to fall behind.
"A person becomes a bad person because he doesn't live up to expectations, while a corpse becomes a zombie because he has one more breath.”Ninth Uncle said.
"What do you mean by 'one more breath?”Qiu Sheng continued to ask.
"When a person was alive, they would be angry, hold their breath, and sulk. After they died, there would be a breath gathered in their throat.”Ninth Uncle explained patiently when he saw that his disciple was eager to learn.
"It means that people don't stop breathing after they die." Wen Cai said.
"That's why I say that one has to work hard. The most important thing for a person to do is to stop breathing. If you don't stop breathing, you'll harm others and yourself.”Qiu Sheng said.
"I told you to play. Don't be full of resentment. Tell me when you're done. Don't miss anything.”Ninth Uncle said.
Ninth Uncle left after saying that. Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai flicked the top of the coffin.
Wen Cai put down the ink thread and said,"Alright, I'm done playing."
Qiu Sheng looked around and said,""Let's see if there's still a bullet left.”
Wen Cai walked to Qiu Sheng's side and said with a smile,""There's still one place that hasn't been flicked."
"Where?" Qiu Sheng asked subconsciously.
"Here!"
Wen Cai's hand was stained with ink when he flicked the ink fountain. He quickly flicked it at Qiu Sheng's face, and a few black ink spots appeared on Qiu Sheng's face.
Qiu Sheng was furious. He had been fooled by Wen Cai. He immediately chased after Wen Cai. When he passed by the door, he saw a broom and picked it up casually.
Wen Cai ran to the storeroom and happened to see Ninth Uncle sorting out the sundries inside. He greeted respectfully,""Master."
Qiu Sheng heard Wen Cai call him Master and immediately hid the broom behind him. However, when he looked carefully, he did not see Ninth Uncle. He thought that Wen Cai was playing with him again and took the broom to hit Wen Cai.
Just then, Ninth Uncle came out from the door. Wen Cai squatted down and Qiu Sheng hit Ninth Uncle on the head with a broom.
"Aiyo!"
Ninth Uncle cried out and covered his head.
Qiu Sheng saw that he had caused trouble, so he stuffed the broom in his hand into Wen Cai's hand and ran out.
Hearing the noise outside, Zhang Yuan came out of the room and saw Ninth Uncle clutching his head. He gritted his teeth and scolded,""Alright, you bastards, how dare you hit Master.”
"After taking in these two clowns as disciples, it would be difficult for Ninth Uncle not to suffer.”Zhang Yuan mourned for Uncle Nine for three seconds.
Wen Cai was so frightened that he quickly stuffed the broom into Ninth Uncle's hand and ran out.
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