Old Master Ren fell into a dilemma.
He wasn't someone who didn't know what was good for him. After so many years of smooth business, he wouldn't believe it without the help of the ancestral grave.
However, as the 20th year approached, the family was not at peace. Even their business had plummeted.
Was there a reason for the ancestral graves?
Old Master Ren wasn't sure.
He leaned back in his chair, exhausted.
Zhao Hao and Ninth Uncle were not as conflicted as he was.
They returned to the mortuary.
Qiu Sheng had cleaned the mortuary thoroughly. Ninth Uncle nodded in his heart.
Unexpectedly, a woman came out from behind the door. It was Aunt Qiusheng!
In order to become Ninth Uncle's disciple, Qiu Sheng did not even return home these days.
He was an orphan and had been adopted by his aunt since he was young. His aunt did not have a son and treated Qiusheng as her own.
She found out the reason why Qiu Sheng didn't want to go home. When she found out that Qiu Sheng wanted to be his disciple, she fully supported him!
As long as Qiusheng could learn some skills, he would have a bowl of rice to eat in the future.
There was nothing wrong with being a Taoist priest.
She had come today to plead for Ninth Uncle to accept Qiusheng.
Zhao Hao and Qiusheng went to clean up the coffin while Ninth Uncle and Qiusheng's aunt sat in front of the hall and chatted.
After a while, Ninth Uncle and Aunt Qiusheng walked out.
Qiu Sheng looked at Ninth Uncle expectantly.
Ninth Uncle coughed and said,""How about this, Qiusheng, you stay first.”
"But you have to stay in the mortuary, do you have any objections?”
Even in a world where demons ran amok, the mortuary was still despised by many people. They thought it was dangerous and unlucky.
Many people were unwilling to get close to the mortuary.
Qiu Sheng was overjoyed when he heard that. He nodded and said,""I'm willing."
"Since you're willing, that's good."
"I'll observe you for a month first. After a month, I'll take you in as my disciple."”
"Are you willing?"
"I'm willing." Qiu Sheng was so happy that he wanted to jump up.
Zhao Hao was also very satisfied. He was finally comfortable.
In the future, he wouldn't have to choose his own spring water.
With this thought in mind, Zhao Hao finished his work and fell asleep.
The next morning, Zhao Hao opened the door.
An honest and simple man who had cut his sister's hair stood at the entrance of the mortuary, looking like he was in a dilemma.
Zhao Hao still didn't recognize him, but he took a closer look.
Wasn't this a literary talent?
Eh, why did Wen Cai come after Qiu Sheng acknowledged him as his master?
He remembered clearly that Wen Cai had a timid personality. Although he did not lack integrity, he had many small problems.
According to Ninth Uncle's current appearance, he did not lack disciples, nor did he want to take in disciples.
Wencai shouldn't have been accepted by Ninth Uncle.
However, when he saw the letter in Wen Cai's hand, Zhao Hao somewhat understood.
Was he also a talent who had been recommended?
"Are you here for Ninth Uncle?" Zhao Hao asked.”
Wen Cai was obviously a little timid and reserved. He nodded and said in a low voice,"I'm here to look for Ninth Uncle."
"Since you're here to look for Ninth Uncle, come in with me. You've come from afar. I'll make you a cup of tea to warm your body first.”
"You haven't had breakfast yet, have you?"
Zhao Hao helped him settle down and poured him a cup of hot tea. He also found two fortune cookies for him to eat first to fill his hunger.
"Ninth Uncle, Ninth Uncle."
Ninth Uncle was practicing fist techniques in the backyard. Zhao Hao said to him,""Ninth Uncle, there's a young man outside looking for you.”
"A junior?"
Ninth Uncle asked doubtfully.
He and Zhao Hao came to the front hall and saw Wen Cai.
"You are…Wencai?"
Ninth Uncle looked at him, not daring to acknowledge him.
When Wen Cai saw Ninth Uncle, he was so excited that he was about to cry.
Zhao Hao watched everything from the side.
Ninth Uncle looked at Wen Cai and seemed to be very touched.
Wen Cai was the descendant of an old friend of Ninth Uncle. He had not seen that old friend for a long time. After handing the letter to Ninth Uncle, Wen Cai secretly looked at Zhao Hao and his surroundings.
Uncle Nine read the letter carefully and said,""You can stay here for now."
Zhao Hao walked up to Wen Cai and said,""I'll prepare a house for you. Come with me.”
Wen Cai glanced at Ninth Uncle. Ninth Uncle nodded before he went over.
It looked like Wen Cai was still a little timid.
Seeing that Zhao Hao had brought Wen Cai out to look at houses, Ninth Uncle stopped and sat down to have a cup of tea. Then, he saw a person enter the mortuary.
Ren Tingting rushed in.
After yesterday's incident, she had actually begun to be skeptical about ghosts and gods.
Compared to the current era, the educated Ren Tingting was clearly more assertive.
Old Master Ren did not have a son. In order to ensure that the Ren family's assets did not fall into the hands of others, he had been grooming Ren Tingting and planned to find a live-in son-in-law.
In the future, the child's surname would still be Ren, and all the business would be left to his grandson.
Ren Tingting found Ninth Uncle, who was a little surprised.
"Why are you here?"
Ren Tingting let out a long breath. She had already made up her mind before she came."Ninth Uncle, is our family's problem really in the netherworld?”
Ninth Uncle couldn't guarantee anything.
He hesitated for a moment before saying,"Logically speaking, if there's no problem with the Yang residence, then it should be the Yin residence."”
After a long time, he said,"It could also be a matter of pure luck."”
However, Ninth Uncle himself did not believe this. He had seen situations where luck was bad, but first of all, luck would not suddenly become bad. There would always be a process.
Besides, bad luck wouldn't cause a house to bleed every day.
More importantly, as the matriarch, the evil aura entering her body could not be explained by bad luck.
The reason Ninth Uncle said this was because Old Master Ren of the Ren family was still around, and Miss Ren could not make the decision.
It was a taboo to peek at the ghost house of other people's ancestral home.
Although the villagers respected Ninth Uncle, they were still a bunch of people.
This was related to the rise and fall of the family. How could he let Ninth Uncle do whatever he wanted?
Therefore, Ninth Uncle could only say this ambiguously.
Ren Tingting was very anxious. She wanted to take Ninth Uncle to see her own ghost house, but seeing Ninth Uncle like this, he didn't want to go.
What should he do?
She had not thought of this before she came.
She stomped her feet anxiously.
Ninth Uncle was also helpless. He killed demons and devils, subdued ghosts and subdued corpses, but he was not good at these kinds of family matters.
Zhao Hao came to the front hall and saw Ren Tingting leaving in disappointment.
Zhao Hao looked at her back and shifted his gaze to Ninth Uncle.
A talisman burned in Ninth Uncle's hand.
"What's wrong?"
Zhao Hao was shocked, thinking that something was about to happen.
He did not expect Ninth Uncle to be so happy.
"Hahaha, your Martial Uncle Four-Eyed is coming.”
"Four eyes?"
Raising his four eyes, Zhao Hao recalled the ever-smiling, seemingly frivolous, but actually very resourceful and wealthy Taoist priest of Mao Mountain.
Four Eyes earned money through hard work.
Sending corpses home!
During the Republic of China, transportation was inconvenient, and many people died in foreign lands, but their corpses could not return to their homes.
The Maoshan Taoist priest happened to have a way to temporarily turn a corpse into a zombie and bring it back to his hometown for burial.
These zombies were all undeads, so they didn't have much resentment. After returning home, they would release a breath of disaster and be buried like ordinary corpses.
This was a very profitable business. Daoist Priest Four-Eyed had made a lot of money over the years.
More importantly, Martial Uncle Four-Eyed was a weapon expert! He had all kinds of weapons to subdue demons, from copper coins to peach wood swords and talismans.
Seeing that his senior brother was accepting a disciple, he had to express his gratitude.
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