When Lin Fan returned to the mortuary, he saw Im Ching Ying placing the corpse of Old Master Ren in front of the hall. Talismans were pasted all over the coffin.
"Junior Brother, you're back!" When Im Ching-Ying saw that Lin Fan had returned, he heaved a sigh of relief. At this moment, he was so tired that he was sweating profusely.
"How is it? Did you find the person who followed us? Is it that Feng Shui master?" lam asked.
"That's right, it's him!
Lin Fan nodded his head.
This guy had the same ghostly qi as the one on the Soul-drawing Flag! Just as I guessed, he was the one who did both things! Unfortunately, this person is too cunning. I only killed his substitute!”Lin Fan's eyes were filled with regret.
"Junior Brother, you don't have to blame yourself too much. Since you've already confirmed your identity, why don't you just ask Old Master Ren who the Feng Shui Master was back then?!”
"This is the only way!" Lin Fan nodded his head.
He sat down and drank a glass of water. At this moment, Wen Caiqiu ran in in a panic.
"Master, Uncle-Master! Why do you think the incense is burning like this?”
As he took the incense stick, his face darkened, and the trace of hope in his heart completely disappeared."People are most afraid of three long and two short, and incense is most afraid of two short and one long.”
"Master, is there any trouble?" Wen Cai said.
"If this incense is produced in the family, someone will definitely die!”lam said with a sigh.
"Is this Old Master Ren's house?" Wen Cai asked curiously.
"Is it still here?"”
"Will Miss Tingting be in danger?”Wen Cai whispered.
"What's wrong? Are you going to help? With your mediocre skills, it's not enough to fill the gaps between the teeth of others.”Lam glared at Wen Cai.
Wen Cai shrunk his head and stopped talking. Qiu Sheng watched from the side and shook his head. With your character, you still want to compete with your Uncle-Master for a woman?
"Master, what should we do? Do you need help?" Qiu Sheng said.
"Nonsense. If I don't help, why would I bring this coffin back?”lam ching-ying snapped.
"Master, Old Master Ren won't really turn into a zombie, right?”Qiu Sheng recalled what Lin Fan had said at the graveyard and his eyelids twitched.
As he spoke,
He walked to the side of the coffin and opened it. He exclaimed,"Wow, Master, Uncle-Master, he's put on weight!”
Im walked over hurriedly.
In the coffin, Great-Grandfather Ren's body had become swollen and full of wrinkles. His nails had become long and there was a faint green glow.
"Not good!" Ching Ying's pupils constricted.
Senior Brother, what's wrong?" Lin Fan noticed that there was something strange about him and asked.
"Old Master Ren is about to become a zombie!”lam said in a deep voice.
"Wencai, Qiusheng, the two of you quickly close the coffin and prepare paper, brush, ink, swords, and knives. Also, catch a rooster!”
"Master, what paper, brush, ink, sword?"”
lam ching-ying raised his hand and hit him, his face full of disappointment."Yellow paper, red pen, black ink, kitchen knife, wooden sword, what did I usually teach you?!”
Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng remained silent.
……
Next, he killed the rooster, then put the chicken blood into a bowl, mixed it with ink, and quickly popped a net on the coffin.
The blood of a rooster was Yang, the nemesis of zombies.
In addition, this ink fountain was invented by Carpenter Lu Ban, and the ink fountain coffin was used to shake the zombies in the coffin up. It was similar to the immortal binding rope.
There was a reason for doing so.
"The two of you, come over here and bounce the entire coffin. Don't miss a spot!”
Seeing Wen Cai Qiu Sheng's idle appearance, Im was instantly furious. He felt that if he stayed here, he would be angered to death by the two of them.
Thus, he handed the ink fountain to the two of them.
"Junior brother, let's go out and get some fresh air!”lam said to Lin Fan.
"Yes!"
Lin Fan nodded his head and looked at Wen Cai Qiu Sheng, reminding him,""You two, remember to cover the bottom of the coffin!”
"Alright! Uncle-Master!"
Wen Caiqiu nodded hurriedly.
Lin Fan followed behind him. As for whether the two of them did as he was told, it was none of Lin Fan's business.
In the original novel, the two of them were careless and forgot to flick the bottom of the coffin, causing Old Master Ren to come out of seclusion!
……
After Lin Fan and Im Ching Ying left, Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng became lively.
"Wencai, are you done playing?" Qiu Sheng asked ten minutes later.
"Done!"
"Eh? Qiusheng, you haven't finished playing here!" Wen Cai's voice rang out, and Qiu Sheng was instantly stunned.
"Where?"
He looked over in confusion and saw a black palm coming over. In an instant, it imprinted a black handprint on his face.
"Haha, this is the place!"
Wen Cai laughed and ran out from the side of the door.
"Stop right there!" Qiu Sheng quickly caught up and saw a figure at the door. He thought it was Wen Cai, so he picked up the broom beside him and swept it across his face.
"Aiyo!"
A cry of pain sounded.
" Which bastard did this?!"
Qiu Sheng felt that something was wrong when he heard that because it did not sound like Wen Cai's voice.
He quickly looked over.
He saw a middle-aged man wearing a Daoist robe, with short hair and glasses. He was holding his head and squatting in pain.
There were more than a dozen undeads standing behind him.
"Oh no! It was Martial Uncle Four-Eyed. He was finished. He had hit the wrong person!!”Qiu Sheng's expression changed, and he hurriedly stomped his feet.
As for Wen Cai, he was in a terrible state. When he heard the sound, he walked out of the house.
Seeing this scene, he was instantly furious. He picked up a stick beside him and beat Wen Cai up.
"Useless thing! Useless thing!"
As he fought, he cursed angrily, causing Wen Cai to scream in pain.
Qiu Sheng, who was outside the door, heard Wen Cai's scream and trembled. He quickly lit up an incense stick and rode his bicycle away.
"If you don't leave now, you won't be able to leave. Wencai, you're on your own!”
……
Junior Brother Four-Eyed, are you alright?"
With an apologetic look in his eyes, Lam Ching-Ying hurried over to help Taoist Priest Four-Eyed up.
"Senior Brother, I'm fine, I'm fine. Let my guest in first!”Taoist Priest Four-Eyed rubbed his head and shook the Soul-Absorbing Bell to make the undeads jump into the hall.
After doing all this.
Daoist Priest Four-Eyed came to the living room and prepared to rest for a while. However, as soon as he entered the door, he saw a devilish face. It was elegant and easy-going, and it was looking at him with a smile.
Puff!
Daoist Priest Four-Eyed, who had just taken a sip of water, spat out the water in his mouth in shock.
"Damn, Senior Brother, you went down the mountain?”
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