At the back mountain of the Ren family town.
In the vegetable garden, in the thatched cottage.
Chu Lan walked out of the house in the early morning and stretched. She felt the fresh oxygen produced by photosynthesis in the vegetable garden and narrowed her eyes in satisfaction.
"This kind of slow-paced life suits me better.”
Looking at the growth of the various crops in the vegetable garden, some grew a little bit of maturity in two days, while others grew a little bit in three days.
"The peas seem to have ripened again, and they seem to have grown bigger.”
"This nut tree hasn't even sprouted a bud yet."
"This piece of land is still barren. What should we focus on? Plant some gourds?"
"Or chives."
“....”
After looking around, Chu Lan nodded in satisfaction. Although some of them were growing very slowly, Chu Lan, who only wanted to be a salted fish, didn't care at all.
"By the way, didn't you ask Qiusheng to pick something from the garden yesterday?”Chu Lan looked at the vegetable garden suspiciously. After scanning the area, she realized that the crops planted in the system were not lacking.
"What did this kid pluck?"
......
Outside the Ren family town, Ninth Uncle brought Qiusheng and Wencai back to the mortuary.
"Alright, you haven't slept all night. Go to bed.”
After returning to the mortuary, Ninth Uncle looked at his two disciples yawning one after another and said.
Qiu Sheng heard that Ninth Uncle had no intention of settling the score, so he ran to the morgue as if he was running for his life. He walked to the foot of the bed and let himself fall backward, squinting comfortably.
"I'm so tired!"
Wen Cai looked at Qiu Sheng running away in a daze and turned to tell Ninth Uncle.
"Master, I'm going to sleep."
After the three of them returned to their rooms, Ninth Uncle could not help but yawned as well. At the same time, he stared at the mushrooms in the basket.
Why did Youngest Uncle agree to Qiusheng giving this to me?
Could there be a deeper meaning?
Shaking his head, Ninth Uncle felt that this matter was definitely not as simple as Qiu Sheng had said.
"The hallucinogenic effect of this mushroom is so strong, but it doesn't harm the primordial spirit. It can be seen that other than Little Uncle-Master's vegetable garden, no other place can grow such a divine item!”
"That vegetable garden was built by Little Uncle-Master single-handedly. Little Uncle-Master's methods are extraordinary. It would be strange if the crops inside didn't have any miraculous effects.”
"But why did Little Uncle Mushroom grow this thing?”
Ninth Uncle didn't know that although the mushrooms grew in Chu Lan's vegetable garden, they were only wild vegetables. They weren't planted by Chu Lan at all.
In the morgue, Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai fell on the bed and started snoring not long after.
A strange sound came from Old Master Ren's coffin.
"Bang!"
The coffin lid shook violently.
"Hehe!"
Before anyone noticed, the noise was overshadowed by Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai's snores.
Not long after, the coffin lid quietly rose, and a hand reached out to feel the outer wall of the coffin.
That hand was like black wax, devoid of any color. The palm and back of the hand had already dried up to become skin and bones. The long black nails seemed to have been smeared with poison, as if they would die if they were touched.
After touching it twice, he accidentally touched the ink line that Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai had flicked. Suddenly, the ink line emitted a golden light, and the hand retracted as if it had touched the bottom of a red-hot pot. The coffin closed again with a bang.
Almost at the same time, while Ninth Uncle was thinking about the use of mushrooms in the bedroom, he suddenly felt a strange feeling. The sleepiness on his face immediately disappeared. He got up and walked towards the morgue.
"Could it be that these two silly disciples are playing zombies again?”
Along the way, Ninth Uncle began to guess if something would happen to the morgue. When he heard the snoring of the two people halfway, he couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief.
As long as these two disciples didn't trick me, there shouldn't be any big problems.
Even so, Ninth Uncle still walked to the morgue because the abnormal feeling just now made his heart palpitate.
According to his past experience, this kind of feeling was usually not a good sign.
"Hehe!"
The sound of snoring continued in the morgue. After entering the morgue, Ninth Uncle went straight to Grandpa Ren's coffin. Seeing that the ink line on the coffin was intact, he frowned in confusion and said softly,
"As long as there is no problem with the ink line, Old Master Ren should not have any abnormalities.”
Ninth Uncle shook his head as he looked at the dense ink lines on the front, back, left, and right of the coffin.
"Am I overthinking things?"
Ninth Uncle sighed sadly. He felt a headache when he thought of Old Master Ren's corpse.
The snoring of Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai kept ringing in his ears. Ninth Uncle turned around to look.
Both of them were sleeping soundly with their eyes closed. The atmosphere was affected by the two of them, and Ninth Uncle's sleepiness came again.
Qiu Sheng was snoring while riding Wen Cai on one leg. The blanket had already fallen to the ground.
Ninth Uncle shook his head and could not help but say softly.
"He's sleeping so soundly. It's really the most suitable for such a person to come over and look at the corpse!”
After picking up the blanket and covering the two of them again, he recalled the strange feeling just now and continued.
"If anything happens to Old Master Ren, then these two children…"
As he spoke, Ninth Uncle took out two Earth Star Talismans that were full of spiritual power and folded them into amulets to hang around their necks.
"It's not a problem to protect myself like this."
After nodding, Ninth Uncle walked out of the morgue.
As the sky darkened, Ninth Uncle returned to his room.
A man in a black robe walked in silently from outside the mortuary.
This person stood outside the courtyard of the mortuary and looked inside. When he saw the morgue, his eyes lit up and the corners of his mouth curled up into a ferocious smile.
"So it's here!"
The black-robed man sneered when he sensed that there was no evil aura fluctuation in the morgue.
"Do you think you can trap my puppet like this?”
"You're thinking too much."
The black-robed man glanced at the sky and turned to leave. However, he did not go too far. He sat down in a dark forest outside the mortuary and closed his eyes before starting to meditate.
After a while, he opened his eyes and looked at the mortuary in the distance with a frown.
"I can't communicate with it? Looks like there's an expert here…"
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