"Wow, you've put on weight!"
Qiu Sheng was recalling " The Zombies of Maoshan " and comparing it to the movie to estimate Old Master Ren's strength when he suddenly heard Wen Cai exclaim. It seemed that he had paid attention to the wrong point.
Ninth Uncle was alarmed by Wen Cai's shout and ran over to take a look. After seeing the abnormality, he hurriedly said,"Quickly cover it up!"
Ninth Uncle asked the two to close the coffin lid quickly, but he was afraid that Old Master Ren would absorb the Yin Qi and human qi and jump up. He would have to burn it, but it would be difficult to explain to Ren Fa. After all, it was a big customer with fifty yuan.
When Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai closed the coffin together, Ninth Uncle flicked his nails and said,""Prepare paper, brush, ink, swords, and sabers!"
Qiu Sheng, who had watched the movie, knew what Ninth Uncle was talking about and immediately went to get it. Wen Cai asked,""What?"
"Yellow paper, red pen, black ink, kitchen knife, wooden sword!”Ninth Uncle said, remembering that he had said it not long ago.
The red pen was used to write the deficit in the alchemy book. In ancient times, there was a saying that " alchemy books were ominous " because the yamen used the red pen to record the names of prisoners on death row. It was rumored that the people also used the red pen to draw the Life and Death Book. Those whose names were written in red would undoubtedly be sentenced to death.
Cough, I've digressed. The red pen that Ninth Uncle mentioned was a talisman pen. The ink used by Taoist priests to draw talismans was usually rooster blood, black dog blood, and cinnabar. Since there was a knife here, it must be blood. Since there were no dogs in the memorial hall, it must be rooster blood.
Cinnabar was used to cure ghosts, and red blood was used to cure corpses. Dog blood was expensive. Uncle Nine, who had always been thrifty, usually used rooster blood and black ink to draw talismans and dye ink bullets.
Qiu Sheng went to the kitchen to get a kitchen knife and a bowl, as well as a wooden sword. Wen Cai went to the study to get yellow paper, a talisman pen, and ink. Ninth Uncle went to the backyard to get a chicken.
"Master, you want more chicken?" Wen Cai asked wretchedly, feeling a little like Ninth Uncle was crying again in a brothel.
"Hmm?" Ninth Uncle was very uncomfortable when he heard this. He glared at Wen Cai and snorted. Wen Cai became even more wretched. He nodded and bowed." Chicken…chicken." She looked more like a brothel keeper.
"Take it, you're so talkative!" Qiu Sheng said as he held the kitchen knife in Sai Wencai's hand.
Well, in the original drama, Qiu Sheng handed the wooden sword and bowl to Wen Cai while he took the kitchen knife and cut the chicken's neck. However, as a shut-in from the New Era, Qiu Sheng, who had never killed a chicken before, naturally passed the kitchen knife to Wen Cai.
Ninth Uncle grabbed the chicken wings and crest with one hand and held the chicken leg with the other, lifting the chicken up.
Wen Cai raised his knife and gestured for a long time, but he did not kill the chicken. It was always Qiu Sheng who killed the chicken. He had never killed a chicken before.
"What the hell are you two doing? Do you think my hands won't get sore from holding a chicken?”Ninth Uncle, who had been waiting for a long time, said.
"You do it!" Wen Cai snatched the peach wood sword from Qiu Sheng's hand and stuffed the kitchen knife into his hand.
Qiu Sheng took a deep breath and stepped forward with his saber. Chickens were very common tools, and they had to be killed sooner or later. It was a good opportunity to refine their guts.
Recalling how much strength his predecessor had used to kill the chicken, Qiu Sheng's gaze turned cold. He held the hilt of his sword and pulled it on the chicken's neck.
" Keke…" With a flash of the blade, blood splattered everywhere. The rooster's throat was cleanly cut off.
Ninth Uncle used a bowl to catch the chicken blood. After taking half a bowl, he handed the still shaking chicken to Qiu Sheng. He made a hand seal and chanted a spell to begin the cooking.
"Hah!" After casting the spell, Ninth Uncle picked up a glutinous rice with his right index finger. After lighting it on the candle, he flicked it into the chicken blood.
There was a lot of water in the chicken blood, so it would not burn. Even if a lit glutinous rice was thrown in, it would only be extinguished.
Unfortunately, this was a world that science couldn't explain. Ninth Uncle cast a spell, and when the glutinous rice fell into the chicken blood, the chicken blood immediately burned fiercely, rising into blue flames.
Ninth Uncle poured some ink into the bowl. He was not afraid of the blood and fire. After stirring the blood and ink evenly with his Vajra Finger, he covered the bowl with an iron Bagua.
"Hey!" Ninth Uncle picked up the bowl and the Eight Trigrams together. He waved his hands in a circle and then moved the bowl down. The chicken blood flowed out along the line of the Eight Trigrams and fell into the ink fountain.
"What is this?" Wen Cai asked softly.
"…" Qiu Sheng was speechless. Mo Dou didn't even know. Wencai, are you deliberately teasing me?
"Master, the bullet landed on the coffin?" Qiu Sheng couldn't be bothered to waste his breath on Wen Cai, who was looking for something to talk about. He picked up the ink fountain and asked.
"Yes!" Ninth Uncle replied softly.
"Pa!" The facts proved that Qiu Sheng's guess was right. A literary talent was a talkative person. He knew that it was an ink fountain and could use it skillfully and easily. He cooperated with it and popped a line on the coffin.
"The entire coffin has to bounce back!”Ninth Uncle reminded.
"Oh, oh!" Qiu Sheng Wen Cai immediately nodded.
Ninth Uncle picked up a piece of glutinous rice stained with rooster blood and placed it on a stick of incense. He lit it on the candle and prepared to use the fragrance of chicken blood and glutinous rice to freeze the zombie. As he lit the incense, he prayed,"People are divided into good and bad people, corpses into zombies and corpses!”
"People are not only divided into good and bad people, but also men and women!”Wen Cai continued.
"Master is speaking, why are you interrupting!”As Ninth Uncle spoke, he glared at Wen Cai. After inserting the incense into the incense burner, he said,"Old Master Ren's corpse is a corpse that is about to become a zombie!”
Qiu Sheng had recently read a lot of books on the introduction of various ghosts and monsters in Maoshan. He knew how zombies were formed, so he did not ask how a corpse could become a zombie.
Qiu Sheng didn't ask, but he couldn't resist the talkative baby beside him, Wen Cai. He asked,""How can a corpse become a zombie, and how can a person become a bad person!”
"A person becomes a bad person because he doesn't live up to expectations. A corpse becomes a zombie because he has one more breath!”Ninth Uncle said.
After that, Wen Cai asked what the meaning of 'extra breath' was, and Ninth Uncle explained to him the reasons for the formation of zombies. It was that before a person died, they would hold their breath, be angry, and suffocate. After death, they would block their throats and become resentful energy, so that the corpse would not rot.
"Therefore, one must live up to their expectations. When they die, they must stop breathing. Otherwise, they will harm others and themselves!”Wen Cai shook his head after hearing the cause of the zombie.
"I told you to play, but don't be full of resentment. Tell me when you're done, don't miss anything!”Ninth Uncle said and left.
"Pa, pa, pa…"
The ink thread bounced on the coffin, making a crisp sound. Straight ink lines appeared on the coffin, interweaving into a net.
As a transmigrator, Qiu Sheng played very seriously. Not only did he play the thread on the joint of the coffin and the gap of the coffin cover, but he also played the thread on the bottom of the coffin.
"I'm done playing!" When the last thread was played, Wen Cai threw the ink fountain thread and said happily.
Qiu Sheng pulled back the line and distanced himself from Wen Cai, so that he wouldn't get smacked in the face. Although he wanted to take the opportunity to hit Ninth Uncle, he gave up on the tempting idea.
"Take the chicken to cook. It's very easy to stink on such a hot day!”Seeing Wen Cai approaching him, Qiu Sheng was afraid that he would flick ink on his face without caring about anything. He retreated while giving him a warning look.
Seeing Qiu Sheng staring at his hand, Wen Cai knew that his intentions had been seen through and that it was impossible for him to succeed. He smiled awkwardly and carried the chicken out of the charity hall.
Qiu Sheng placed the ink fountain on the offering table and looked at the yellow paper and the peach wood sword on the table. His eyes flashed slightly.
"Master seems to have forgotten to stick the corpse suppression talisman on the coffin and use the peach wood sword to suppress the evil spirit. If I remind him, will master feel embarrassed and make things difficult for me in the future?”
"Master, the ink thread has finished playing. It didn't even miss the crack and bottom of the coffin!”After Qiu Sheng washed his hands, he went to the main house to report to Ninth Uncle.
"Yes!" Ninth Uncle nodded. Seeing Qiu Sheng's hesitant look, he said unhappily,""If you have something to say, say it!"
"Did I just say that?" Qiu Sheng was depressed and decided not to give Ninth Uncle any face. He winked and said seriously,""Master, you forgot to stick the corpse sealing talisman on the coffin. Also, you didn't activate the peach wood sword to suppress the evil spirit!”
To be honest, Qiu Sheng had not finished his cultivation yet, so he did not want the terrifying zombie to jump out and cause trouble. Zombies could hurt his family…
"With the ink fountain net, there's no need for those!”Ninth Uncle stared at him, thinking that if Wen Cai hadn't interrupted him, would he have forgotten about this matter?
"Master, don't force yourself! That Old Master Ren turned into a black corpse after being out of the ground for half a day. Who knew how ferocious he would become at night!”
"You'd better take advantage of the fact that your chicken blood hasn't solidified and quickly draw talismans and paste them on, drawing a few more insurance!”
"This is all because of Wen Cai's mischief and nonsense. I won't laugh at you!”
Qiu Sheng said seriously. Treating the corpse was more important!
Ninth Uncle was moved by Qiu Sheng's words and wanted to take action as well. He said,""It's so late, why aren't you going back? Your aunt will come to ask for her again later.”
Ninth Uncle was still very concerned about his reputation, just like how Ren Fa treated him to coffee. He knew that coffee tasted good with milk and sugar, but for the sake of his reputation, he still insisted on drinking pure coffee. He did not hesitate to frown.
Qiu Sheng rolled his eyes. He had done so many things in the hope that Old Master Ren would be able to sleep in peace in the mortuary.
Go back? What if Dong Xiaoyu followed him home in the bridal sedan? He did not want to have sex with a female ghost!
"Master, my aunt knows that I'm making a lot of money with you. She won't come and ask for me. I'll sleep here today. Tomorrow, I'll go find a graveyard with you and learn about Feng Shui!”Qiu Sheng rolled his eyes and came up with an excuse.
Qiu Sheng thought to himself," Even if we follow Ninth Uncle's unfair but fair distribution method, we should be able to get three or four yuan out of 50 yuan, right?"
"Master, stop wasting time. We have to get down to business!”Seeing that Ninth Uncle still did not move, Qiusheng had no choice but to push him out.
Under Qiu Sheng's relentless pestering, Ninth Uncle had no choice but to go to Kindness Hall and draw seven Corpse Sealing Talismans. He also used magic to activate the mahogany sword to suppress the zombie.
When Ninth Uncle activated the peach wood sword to suppress the evil spirit, Qiu Sheng took the seven Corpse Locking Talismans and stuck one on the top of the coffin. The other six talismans were stacked in pairs and stuck on the top, middle, and bottom of the coffin.
After Qiu Sheng pasted the talisman, Ninth Uncle opened the mahogany sword's edge with his Taoist skills. Qiu Sheng took the sword and hung it above the coffin. The tip of the sword pointed at the heart of the corpse. This was the mahogany heart.
"This way, Old Master Ren shouldn't be able to resurrect his body before he's buried. When he's buried in an auspicious place, the corpse qi will slowly dissipate, and time will turn him into ashes!”Qiu Sheng thought to himself. As for whether he could get what he wanted, time would prove it.
"Wencai, take the chicken and stew it for supper. I'm not going back today!”After finishing his work, Qiu Sheng casually said to Wen Cai, who had tidied up the chicken.
"What do you say?" Wen Cai rolled his eyes.
"Go and stew the chicken! After this business was done, it didn't matter if he didn't open for half a year. He could have a good meal to celebrate!”Ninth Uncle said as he walked out.
"Whatever you say!" Wen Cai's expression immediately changed, causing Qiu Sheng to grin.
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