Looking at the two disciples sleeping soundly, Ninth Uncle was furious.
Before he left, he repeatedly reminded the two of them to look after the coffin and not let anything happen to it.
Now, the two of them were sleeping soundly and did not take what he had said to heart at all.
Seeing this, Ninth Uncle silently walked out of the door, picked up the broom, and came to the two of them.
"Sleep! Sleep! Sleep! I'll let the two of you continue sleeping!"
Ninth Uncle raised the broom and kept swinging it down, hitting Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai heavily.
Ah!
The two of them screamed and then jumped up.
Seeing that their master was beating them with a broom, the two of them hurriedly begged for mercy.
"Master, master, stop fighting. We were wrong, we were wrong!”
"Please, Master, don't hit me anymore. It hurts too much!”
"It hurts! I'll make you guys feel pain!"
Seeing the two of them shouting, Ninth Uncle fought even harder.
Earlier, because of the Sugarcane Lady incident, Ninth Uncle was extremely frustrated.
Now that the matter of these two disciples happened, Ninth Uncle was like a whirlwind with lightning.
The two of them cried out in pain.
After playing for nearly a minute, Ninth Uncle finally calmed down a lot.
Looking at the two of them hiding at the side with tears on their faces, Ninth Uncle sat on the chair hatefully and scolded in a deep voice,
"I really don't know why I took you two trash as my disciples in the first place. You're useless!”
Seeing that Ninth Uncle had finally stopped fighting, the two of them covered the bruises on their bodies and lowered their heads, not daring to speak.
"Qiusheng, hurry back to the town. If your aunt doesn't see you go back, she'll come back for you again!”
Qiusheng didn't usually stay in the mortuary. Instead, he stayed at his aunt's house in town and helped to look after the shop.
Now that he saw his master take the initiative to ask him to leave, he felt as if he had been pardoned.
He hurriedly nodded in agreement and flew out of the mortuary, disappearing without a trace.
Seeing Qiu Sheng slip away, Wen Cai looked enviously in the direction he had run off to.
Unlike Qiusheng, he had no relatives and could only live in the mortuary.
Thinking of Ninth Uncle's angry look just now, Wen Cai could feel a cold breeze on his back.
"What are you looking at? I saw that you were almost asleep just now. From now on, look after this coffin until dawn!”
Ninth Uncle glared at Wen Cai unhappily. Seeing this, the other party could only nod and agree,
"Yes, Master!"
"If I see you sleeping again, I'll beat you up!”
Ninth Uncle stood up and walked out of the morgue.
After a busy day, Ninth Uncle was tired and hungry.
After making a simple bowl of noodles and eating, Ninth Uncle went back to his room and went to sleep.
As the night deepened, Wen Cai sat alone in the morgue, bored to death.
Looking at the coffin that was wrapped in ink thread and pasted with a corpse suppression talisman, Wen Cai complained unhappily,
"Damn it, it's all your fault. If it weren't for you, I would have fallen asleep by now!”
As he spoke, Wen Cai stood up and kicked the coffin hard. Then, he ran out of the morgue and looked at his master's room.
Snore…
Snore…
Hearing Ninth Uncle's snoring, Wen Cai pursed his lips unhappily and said,
"Master is sleeping so soundly. He shouldn't have discovered me!”
Thinking of this, Wen Cai rolled his eyes and ran back to the morgue with a smile.
He drew a picture of two open eyes on his eyelids with a brush in front of the mirror and said proudly,"
"Hehe, I'll just sit next to the coffin and sleep. Even if Master sees me from afar, he won't notice that I'm sleeping! Hehe!"
As he spoke, Wen Cai moved a bench and sat in front of the coffin.
Once he thought of sleeping, Wen Cai soon started yawning.
Unknowingly, he felt his eyelids getting heavier and heavier, and he slowly fell asleep.
Gradually, it was already late at night.
The entire mortuary was silent. The only sounds were the chirping of cicadas and birds.
Squeak...
Squeak...
At this moment, in the morgue.
The coffin that sealed Old Master Ren was slowly making a sound.
Phew...
Phew...
Wen Cai was sleeping soundly and did not notice this situation.
At this moment, he smacked his lips as if he had dreamed of something good. His face was filled with happiness.
Squeak...
Squeak...
A surge of power slowly began to spread out from the coffin.
The thick coffin was slowly lifted up by two pitch-black hands.
Buzz...
Buzz...
At the same time, the ink thread wrapped around the coffin began to emit a golden light.
Following that, the Corpse Suppression Talisman that was stuck on the coffin lid also emitted a faint spiritual energy.
Bang!
Feeling the power contained in these two magic tools, the palm that was originally supporting the coffin instantly retracted.
Then, the coffin's lid fell back heavily and smashed into the coffin.
"Oh my god!"
This muffled sound really startled Wen Cai, who was sleeping soundly.
He instantly sat up and then accidentally sat on the ground.
"Ouch, it hurts!"
Wen Cai clutched his aching butt and complained.
Da da…
At the same time, Ninth Uncle also ran in from outside the door.
Wearing a coat, he saw Wen Cai lying on the ground and hurriedly went forward to ask.
"Wencai, what happened?"
"It's fine, Master, it's fine!"
Wen Cai grimaced as he covered his butt. He slowly stood up and kept waving his hands.
Ninth Uncle noticed that there was no movement from the coffin, and the stone in his heart finally relaxed.
When he heard the muffled sound just now, Ninth Uncle stood up immediately and ran towards the morgue.
He was worried that something would happen to Old Master Ren and Wencai.
When he got closer and saw that the coffin was fine, but Wen Cai had fallen to the ground, he heaved a sigh of relief.
"Hmm? What happened to your eyelids?"
Just as Ninth Uncle was about to return to the house, he saw that when Wen Cai blinked, there were traces of dried ink on his eyelids. He was very surprised.
Wen Cai hurriedly retreated when he saw this. Then, he turned his head and randomly touched his eyelids with his hands. He turned around and said,
"Haha, Master, it's fine. I was bored just now, so I drew my face in the mirror! In the end, she lost her balance and fell to the ground.”
Wen Cai didn't dare to say that he had drawn these fake eyes to deal with Ninth Uncle and went to sleep.
If that was the case, the other party would probably scold him to death.
Hearing what the other party said, Ninth Uncle frowned and said in a deep voice,
"Alright, it's already so late. Go back to your room and rest. I'll watch over here!”
"What? Master, what do you think?" Wen Cai asked in surprise.
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