In the evening, Ninth Uncle was wearing a long white coat and ordered Qin Feng to prepare some things. He looked uneasy and paced back and forth in the house.
"Master! Bad news!"
At this moment, Wen Caiqiu ran back, panting.
"Master, look at this fragrance!"
Qiu Sheng rushed to Ninth Uncle's side and handed the incense stick to him.
Ninth Uncle took the incense and looked at it. His expression immediately became even uglier. He sighed."People are most afraid of three long and two short, and incense is most afraid of two broken and one long!”
"It just had to be burned like this!"
As Ninth Uncle spoke, he walked to the altar and said with a heavy heart,""In addition to this incense, someone will definitely die!”
"Is it Old Master Ren's house?"
When Wen Cai heard that, he immediately became anxious.
"Could it be here?"
When Ninth Uncle heard that, he was instantly furious. He wanted to kick this guy out.
However, Wen Cai had yet to react. When he heard that it was not here, he was relieved and smiled at Qin Feng and Qiu Sheng heartlessly."If it's not related to me, I won't worry."
Qin Feng and Qiu Sheng looked at each other and almost burst out laughing.
Qiu Sheng glanced at Wen Cai with ill intentions, then turned his gaze to Ninth Uncle and asked,""Then will Old Master Ren's daughter be fine?”
However, Wen Cai still didn't understand. He waved his hand as if he was chasing away a fly and said impatiently,"Aiya! Anyway, that Ren fellow is in trouble."
After saying this, he belatedly exclaimed,"Ya! Then Tingting…"
As she spoke, she wanted to rush towards Ninth Uncle.
"Wencai, this matter has nothing to do with me, so I don't have to worry.”
Qin Feng glanced at Qiu Sheng, and the two of them stood in front of Wen Cai with tacit understanding. Usually, when they had nothing to do, the two of them liked to tease Wen Cai the most. They would not stop until they angered Wen Cai.
Wen Cai glanced at them and boasted shamelessly,"You can't say that. If you can save the life of your sweetheart, getting married won't be a problem.”
Qiu Sheng patted Wen Cai's shoulder with a smile and said sarcastically,""A fair competition!"
Wen Cai nodded seriously."Good!"
Qin Feng looked at these two fellows and secretly rolled his eyes. They really dared to dream.
The Ren family was the richest family in Ren Town. Not only did they control the economic lifeline of Ren Town, but they also had businesses in the county and even the provincial capital. Ren Tingting was also studying in the provincial capital. She was a typical rich and beautiful woman. Why would she like them?
Qin Feng expressed his deep doubts.
The two of them reached an agreement and quickly walked to Ninth Uncle, who was observing Old Master Ren's coffin. Qiu Sheng said worriedly,""Master, think of a way!"
Wen Cai also had a worried look on his face as he echoed from the side,"Yes, Master!"
Ninth Uncle frowned and said unhappily,"I've already thought about it. Otherwise, why would I bring the coffin back?”
"Is there a problem with the coffin?"
Wen Cai asked with a dumbfounded expression.
"It's not the coffin that has a problem, it's the corpse.”
Qin Feng looked at the two unreliable fellows and really had no strength to complain. Why did Ninth Uncle take in these two troublesome fellows as his disciples?
Wen Cai looked enlightened and said to Qiu Sheng,""I was wondering why something was wrong."
"That's right! It had been 20 years, how could the corpse not rot!”As Qiu Sheng spoke, he seemed to have suddenly understood something. He exchanged a glance with Ninth Uncle and hurriedly walked to the other end of the coffin. He pushed the coffin lid open and his expression changed drastically."I've put on weight!"
Qin Feng and Ninth Uncle's expressions changed. Looking at the strange blue-black fingernails on Old Master Ren's chest, their expressions immediately became even uglier. Ninth Uncle said anxiously,""Quickly close the lid!"
Qin Feng and Qiu Sheng hurriedly closed the coffin lid. Ninth Uncle hurriedly instructed Wen Cai,""Prepare paper, brush, ink, knife, and sword.”
"What?"
Wen Caiqiu looked at Ninth Uncle in confusion.
Ninth Uncle's face stiffened. He gritted his teeth and reminded,""** paper, red pen, black ink, kitchen knife, wooden sword.”
After understanding the situation, Wen Caiqiu hurriedly went to prepare things.
Qin Feng looked at Ninth Uncle and suddenly said,""Master, are you sure this method is feasible?”
"You…"
Ninth Uncle's expression changed. He wanted to reprimand Qin Feng, but he suddenly realized something and stopped talking.
Qin Feng did not beat around the bush and said bluntly,"Master, Old Master Ren has already turned into a corpse. Is it really possible to bury him in peace?”
"This…"
Ninth Uncle suddenly raised his head and looked at his little disciple. He actually felt speechless. Old Master Ren had already turned into a corpse. It was only safe to revive him. However, the Ren family would probably not agree.
"What else can we do?"
At this moment, Ninth Uncle was really worried. The safest way was to cremate Old Master Ren before he turned into a zombie. It would be strange if Ren Fa agreed to this.
"Master, the Ren family will never agree to cremate him. There's only one way to do that. We'll use an array formation to trap him during burial. Even if we use an array formation to trap him during burial, how long can we trap him?”
Qin Feng weighed the pros and cons for a long time and still felt that Ninth Uncle's method was not reliable. Regardless of whether he was buried or not, once Old Master Ren broke out of seclusion, not only the Ren family, but the entire Ren family town would probably suffer.
Ninth Uncle frowned and looked at Qin Feng with disapproval.""Qin Feng, how can you be so sure that I can't control Old Master Ren?”
"We'll know at night whether we can trap him or not.”
Qin Feng hesitated for a moment before he gritted his teeth and said,""Master, if your method fails, I'll let you raise him!”
"What?"
Ninth Uncle could not react for a moment and looked at Qin Feng in a daze.
Qin Feng pointed at the coffin and said seriously,""I want to raise the one in the coffin."
Ninth Uncle was furious when he heard that. He could not help but roar,"What nonsense are you talking about! We're from the ghost catching sect, so it's a secret art of the corpse raising sect!”
Ninth Uncle was furious!
Was it easy for him to take in a disciple?
Qiu Sheng was not interested in this, and Wen Cai was stupid to death. It was not easy to take in a smart and studious person, but he was actually thinking about raising zombies.
What was Qin Feng thinking? Was she trying to anger him to death?
Raising corpses was the ultimate skill of his eldest senior brother Shi Jian's sect. He had never been on good terms with that guy. If he knew that his disciple was raising corpses, he didn't know how much trouble he would cause!
If the other disciples knew, they would laugh him to death. A few days ago, Junior Brother Four-Eye was so envious of him for taking in a good disciple!
Qin Feng looked at Ninth Uncle and asked calmly,""Master, according to the precepts of the Maoshan Sect, the ghost-catching sect and the corpse-controlling sect can't raise corpses?”
“…”
Ninth Uncle looked at Qin Feng, tongue-tied. Indeed, there was no commandment that said that only the corpse-raising sect could raise corpses. However, it involved the ultimate arts of other sects. Everyone had a tacit understanding and tacitly agreed. Moreover, raising corpses was different from controlling corpses and chasing corpses. The conditions for raising corpses were extremely harsh, and it was not something that could be raised just because one wanted to.
"Master, I've brought the thing!"
At this time, Wen Caiqiu had already found what Ninth Uncle wanted.
"Let's get to work first!"
Ninth Uncle looked at Qin Feng with a complicated expression. The four of them tied the coffin with an ink net.
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