The situation was very strange.
In the huge courtyard of the mortuary, a coffin covered in dense ink marks was placed with its lid wide open.
Next to the coffin, two or three barrels of blood were placed on the side.
Beside the wooden barrel and the three piles of glutinous rice, Wen Caiqiu, who was holding a wooden shovel, was stuffing glutinous rice into the coffin!
In the coffin, besides the glutinous rice that kept increasing, there was also blood that was half a hand deep.
Great-grandfather Ren, who was originally so fat that his face was wrinkled, had a huge black donkey hoof stuffed in his mouth.
On one side of the black donkey's hoof, there were two bamboo tubes.
Ninth Uncle could clearly see that Old Master Ren, who was showing signs of turning into a corpse, was emitting a corpse aura from his body under the effect of glutinous rice blood and the sun above his head.
The two bamboo tubes in his mouth were the most vicious of all. Good heavens, under the effect of the 20-year-old black donkey hoof.
The two bamboo tubes were like water pumping machines, emitting a corpse aura. After a few hours, the old man's originally strong corpse had shrunk by more than 70 times.
That scene was simply cruel!
"Ninth Uncle, how is it?"
When he saw Ninth Uncle, Lin Xuan, who was sitting at the side enjoying the shade, his eyes lit up slightly.
"My setup is still considered perfect!"
Not only perfect,
It was simply cruel!
Ninth Uncle felt that if Old Master Ren could still turn into a corpse under such an operation, it would be simply intolerable!!
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Night fell.
After Qiu Sheng helped Wen Cai close the coffin lid, he lit up a handful of fragrant incense and put it on the bicycle, ready to leave.
Looking at the thickness of the incense,
Lin Xuan suspected that the reason why the mortuary was so poor was probably because they spent too much money on incense and candles.
Just like that,
Qiu Sheng, who was in the saddle, left the mortuary on his bicycle.
However,
Just as he rode to the outskirts of Ren Town and passed by the Earth Temple.
The mist shrouded the place, and a cold wind blew.
Amidst the mist and cold wind, four sedan bearers with stiff faces slowly appeared, carrying the sedan chair.
The sedan door opened.
A beautiful woman in a wedding dress floated out and sat steadily in the back seat of Qiu Sheng.
Her lips were as red as blood, and her face was as clean as snow.
She gently leaned on Qiu Sheng's back and smiled sweetly.
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Midnight,
A thin layer of white mist slowly rose, and the bright moon slowly scattered silver-white moonlight.
A breeze blew, and the forest around the mortuary rustled.
In the courtyard of the mortuary,
At the same time that the workers filled the ink fountain thread, the coffin that was filled with chicken blood, dog blood, glutinous rice, and a piece of black donkey hoof stuffed in the mouth of Old Master Ren suddenly shook.
As the coffin swayed,
In front of the coffin, the bright candlelight wrapped in the lampshade suddenly flickered!
Suddenly,
The lights went out, and the hall of the mortuary went dark!
"Creak!"
Then,
The coffin suddenly creaked, and the dense red light of the ink fountain lines exploded, but it still could not suppress it.
Then, the coffin slowly moved away, and a pair of shriveled corpse claws with inch-long nails slowly reached out...
"Swoosh!"
In the bedroom, Ninth Uncle woke up from his bed and recalled the nightmare just now. Ninth Uncle did not care about putting on his clothes and lit the oil lamp directly. He quickly walked to the courtyard and found Ren Weiyong's coffin intact.
Only then did he heave a sigh of relief.
"As the saying goes, what one thinks in the day and dreams at night, but at my level of cultivation, it's very unlucky to have such a nightmare!”
"Looks like I have to find a good place to bury this thing as soon as possible!”
"Otherwise, I won't be able to sleep well tonight!”
She murmured,
Ninth Uncle, who had finished his investigation, was ready to go back to his room to sleep with the oil lamp.
But…
Just as Ninth Uncle took a step forward, he seemed to have thought of something and froze.
Then, Ninth Uncle slowly turned around and looked at the oil lamp in front of Ren Weiyong's coffin that was illuminated by the glass lamp cover, but was still extinguished…
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The next morning, Ninth Uncle found his nephew at dawn and told him what had happened last night with a frown.
Looking at the system reward that had already arrived in his account, Lin Xuan said in a daze,
" Could it be that the poultry accidentally extinguished the lights? After all, we've already set up this…"
Ninth Uncle shook his head and said,
"Ah Xuan, your cultivation hasn't reached uncle's level, so you don't know that it's very unbelievable that a cultivator with uncle's cultivation can still have such a dream!”
At this point, Ninth Uncle said seriously,
" Looks like I have to find Old Master Ren to explain my relationship. I think he..."
"Ninth Uncle, don't blame me for being blunt. According to my understanding of him these few days, Old Master Ren will definitely increase the money!”
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"Well... This time, the situation was different. It was not good for Ren Fa to increase the money.”
Ninth Uncle!
Why do I feel that your tone is a little fake!
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