"Dragonflies skimming the water, when snowflakes cover the roof, you can only spread some yellow soil. How can you use lime to cover the roof?”
"This acupoint is considered useless. It can't be used anymore!”
Ninth Uncle sighed and walked to the front of the tombstone. He placed the three sacrifices that he had prepared earlier in order.
Ren Tingting's face turned pale as she grabbed onto Fang Gan's shirt tightly. She had been tricked by someone for 20 years, and she didn't even know about it.
If he hadn't met Ninth Uncle by chance, he would have been harmed for the rest of his life.
To her carefree life, this was no less than a bolt from the blue.
Fang Gan reached out and held the other party's cold hand, silently comforting him.
"Ninth Uncle, I wonder if my late father…"
"If it's just a lime cap, it'll at most be bad for the Ren family's business. I'm afraid there's still a backup plan!”
Ninth Uncle shook his head and looked at the grave in front of him with an unfriendly gaze.
For a righteous cultivator like him, what he hated the most was those who used Daoist techniques to harm others.
"Then…"
Ren Fa looked at the tomb in front of him, not knowing what to do.
"Let's lift the coffin first! Let's take a look at the old master's corpse first!"
Ninth Uncle put on a brand new bright yellow Taoist robe and the Five Old Crown. He lit three pairs of red candles and held three incense sticks. He bowed to the tomb and inserted the incense sticks into the incense burner in front of the tombstone before walking to the side.
Following closely behind were Old Master Ren and Ren Tingting, followed by the group of laborers who were about to break the monument. Fang Gan also walked forward and bowed.
"Everyone, today is the day when Ren Gongwei and Yong will see the light of day again. All those who are twenty-three, thirty-four, and forty-two years old and are in the chicken or ox year, leave!”
In the crowd, a few people turned their backs to the tomb to avoid bumping into Old Master Ren.
"Alright, we can start work now!"
Ren Fa nodded at the butler. A few strong men rushed forward and kicked down the old man's tombstone, cleaning the lime at the top of the tomb.
"It's out!"
Not long after, a servant reported that the top of Old Master Ren's coffin was exposed.
Then, a group of servants carried a tripod that was more than two meters high and placed it above the tomb.
At the top of the tripod, there was a fixed roller. Everyone passed the rope through the roller. One end was held in their hands, and the other end was a slipknot that tied the part of the coffin that was exposed to the ground.
"One, two, three, pull hard!"
"Pull harder!"
One, two, three
As everyone exerted their strength, the coffin was pulled out bit by bit. In less than a minute, the entire coffin was completely pulled out of the ground.
"Father!"
"I'm unfilial and have alarmed you. I really deserve to die!”
"Grandpa!"
The moment the coffin was unearthed, the Ren father and daughter knelt down in unison and kowtowed three times to the coffin.
Ninth Uncle, what should we do next?"
Ren Fa ran to Ninth Uncle's side and looked at the coffin lying flat on the ground not far away. He felt a chill rush to his head.
Senior Brother, there's something wrong with this coffin!"
" It's too new. It's been buried in the ground for 20 years, but it hasn't rotted. I'm afraid the corpse inside is also…"
Ninth Uncle walked forward and looked at the intact and unusually bright coffin. He could not help but frown.
"Yes, this coffin is too new, as if it had just been made.”
A few servants looked at the coffin they carried out and could not help but mutter softly.
If they hadn't seen it dug out of the soil with their own eyes, they probably wouldn't have believed that it was a coffin that had been buried for twenty years.
"Senior Brother, Yin Qi is soaring through the night!"
Fang Gan walked forward and caressed the coffin as he whispered to Ninth Uncle.
Ninth Uncle activated the spell, and a golden light flashed in his eyes. When he looked at the coffin again, it was a different scene.
The entire coffin floated in a river of blood, releasing thick Yin Qi from time to time, covering the sky. The river of blood under the coffin kept rolling, and there were piles of white bones struggling inside.
"Open the coffin!"
"Wait!"
Fang Gan stopped the two servants who were about to open the door. He took out a brush from Ninth Uncle's cloth bag and looked at them.
"Take off your shirt!"
"This…"
The two of them looked at Fang Gan in confusion and froze on the spot.
"Take it off. I was careless!”
Ninth Uncle said to the two of them in a friendly manner.
When the two of them heard Ninth Uncle say so, they reached out to untie their clothes and took them off.
Fang Gan raised the brush and activated the mana in his body. Traces of Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi gathered on the tip of the brush. From afar, the originally black tip of the brush glowed with a yellow light.
With each step he took, Fang Gan drew talismans on their backs and chests. He was even chanting a spell in a low voice.
When the last stroke was completed, a yellow light emitted from their bodies. Then, the talismans disappeared into the depths of their skin.
"There's some good fortune! With this talisman, he would never encounter any evil in his life!”
Ren Fa heard Ninth Uncle's muttering and his eyes darted around. He looked at Fang Gan and then at his daughter who was staring at Fang Gan. He could not help but have a thought.
"For Tingting, it might be a good home!”
"Father, what did you say?"
Ren Tingting turned around and looked at her father curiously.
"No, just learn from Fang Gan!”
Ren Fa blurted out. Ren Tingting was a little confused, but she did not continue to ask.
Ninth Uncle, on the other hand, glanced at Ren Fa subtly and cursed in his heart. Old fox!
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