Zombie World: I’ve become Uncle Nine’s grandmaster
12 Little Jiu, where are you going? Blood sacrifice!

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Ren Fa only got down to business after he was almost done eating.

Ninth Uncle frowned at his words.

"Old Master Ren, forgive me for being blunt, but it's better to stay quiet than to move. If you move, it will change, and if it changes, it will be dangerous.”

Ninth Uncle also spoke directly.

If it was an ordinary Feng Shui master, he would be eager to do something. How could he persuade him not to do it like Ninth Uncle?

Therefore, his words made Ren Fa exclaim that he was indeed a disciple of Mao Mountain.

"I know that too, but the Feng Shui master said that I must move my father's grave in 20 years. Otherwise, it will affect the Ren family's fortune! And only then can it be good for our Ren family!”

Ren Xiao laughed.

Ninth Uncle frowned when he heard that. The Feng Shui Master said that either because he wanted to make a comeback, or there was really a problem.

However, 20 years was too long. There was no need for it to take so long to return to business.

"Aiya, you can't believe the words of a feng shui master!”

Wen Cai immediately said.

Everyone present was speechless.

Although Ninth Uncle and the others were orthodox in Mao Mountain, 90% of the time, they practiced Feng Shui.

Wen Cai's words were equivalent to a car seller directly saying that his brakes could not stop.

Ninth Uncle couldn't help but glare at him.

"We can't trust the Feng Shui master, but can we trust you?”

Ren Tingting, who already had an opinion on Wen Cai, directly retorted.

"Of course! My master is…"

Wen Cai hurriedly wanted to brag, but he suddenly felt a killing intent halfway through his words.

He quickly looked at Ninth Uncle and saw his master smiling darkly.

Wen Cai immediately felt a bone-piercing chill.

"You're finished. The last time Xiao Jiu smiled like this, several people in the town died!”

Ling Xiao even gloated at Wen Cai in a low voice.

"Shut up!"

At this moment, Ren Fa saw that Ninth Uncle's expression was not good and quickly scolded his daughter.

Ren Tingting immediately felt embarrassed. She then remembered that Ninth Uncle and Ling Xiao had also said those words.

"Ninth Uncle, I'm sorry. Tingting didn't mean that!”

Ren Fa hurriedly explained.

"It's fine, it's fine. Since Old Master Ren insists, let's move the grave tomorrow at noon!”

Ninth Uncle smiled and didn't blame him. After all, it was his disciple's head that had a bump. He couldn't blame others. Then, he spoke directly.

"Alright, then I'll have to trouble Ninth Uncle! Right, what should we prepare?”

Old Master Ren nodded slightly.

"Just prepare the money!"

Wen Cai quickly opened his mouth. In his opinion, this was a good opportunity to ask for money!

As soon as he said that, Ninth Uncle's face darkened.

" How much do you want?!"

Ninth Uncle asked gloomily.

" Of course…"

Wen Cai did not realize the seriousness of the matter and hurriedly made a two. However, just as he finished speaking, he saw his master's terrifying face and was so frightened that he immediately retracted his hand.

"Alright, alright, all of this is negotiable!!”

Old Master Ren quickly laughed and laughed. To him, 20 oceans was not much.

This time, it was Ninth Uncle's turn to be a little embarrassed.

The market price was only ten yuan!

"Father, I still have to buy some rouge and makeup. I'll leave first! Ninth Uncle, Little Brother Ling Xiao, I'll be leaving first. Let's meet again if there's a chance!”

At this moment, Ren Tingting, who remembered that she still had something to do, quickly spoke.

As he spoke, he hurriedly stood up and bid farewell to Ninth Uncle and Ling Xiao.

"Miss Ren, take care!"

Ninth Uncle also smiled.

"Goodbye, Miss Ren."

Meanwhile, Ling Xiao waved his hand as he ate his pizza.

"Master, ancestor, I haven't finished my homework today. I'll leave first!”

However, seeing Ren Tingting leave, Wen Cai quickly found an excuse and stood up to run.

Of course, if he went back with his master, he would be beaten to death.

"Humph! This brat, I've never seen him work so hard!”

How could Ninth Uncle not know what this kid had gone to do? He directly looked at Wen Cai's back and snorted coldly!

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The next afternoon!

Ninth Uncle was dressed in a yellow Daoist robe, and he brought Wen Cai, Qiu Sheng, and Ling Xiao to the Ren family's grave mountain.

It was the West Mountain.

When they arrived at the foot of the West Mountain, Ninth Uncle looked at the mountain peak that was surrounded by Yin Qi with a solemn expression.

Then, he took out a talisman and handed it to Ling Xiao.

"Ancestor, this is a Yang Concealing Talisman. It can hide the Yang Qi in your body.

Don't drop it before you go down the mountain.

Ninth Uncle said solemnly to Ling Xiao.

"I understand!"

Ling Xiao did not hesitate and kept the talisman in his pocket.

"Master, why does the ancestor need this thing? Isn't the founder much stronger than me and Wen Cai?”

Qiu Sheng asked Ling Xiao curiously.

Since Ling Xiao needed it, logically speaking, they should need it too.

"The younger you are, the weaker your ability to hide your Yang Qi. This is because of your body. It's not something that can be hidden just because you become stronger.

Moreover, the stronger one was, the more majestic the Yang qi would be, and the easier it would be for zombies and ghosts to sense it.

In the eyes of ghosts, the ancestor was as obvious as a lamp in the dark night.

As for you, not only are you old, but your strength is also so weak. At most, you're like two fireflies!”

Hearing his two disciples 'questions, Ninth Uncle also began to explain.

To be honest, Ninth Uncle was a responsible master. However, not only were Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng not talented, but they were also very playful.

It also resulted in the current situation of causing trouble every day.

Of course, Ling Xiao could already completely hide his aura.

Previously, Ling Xiao had cultivated the Five Lightning Extremity Hand for hundreds of years under the control of the system. During that period of time, Ling Xiao had also cultivated the Five Lightning Extremity Hand to the point of perfection.

However, in order to hide his strength, Ling Xiao did not reveal it.

The four of them soon arrived at the top of the mountain. They saw a beautifully decorated grave in the middle of the mountain.

Old Master Ren was already waiting there with more than ten villagers.

Ninth Uncle, you're finally here!"

Seeing Ninth Uncle's arrival, Old Master Ren immediately happily brought Ren Tingting and a wretched little fatty wearing glasses over.

"Old Master Ren, are you ready?”

Ninth Uncle smiled.

"I'm ready. I'm just waiting for you!”

Old Master Ren nodded.

"Alright, Wen Cai Qiu Sheng, raise the altar!”

Ninth Uncle didn't hesitate and shouted.

When Wen Caiqiu heard this, he hurriedly took a step forward and took out a large pile of talisman papers, Underworld coins, candles, and other things needed for the altar from their respective baskets.

Soon, the two of them skillfully set up an altar.

"Swoosh!"

Ninth Uncle pulled out a peach wood sword and instantly began to dance in front of the altar.

At the same time, from time to time, he would shoot out talisman papers in all directions of the cemetery. The thin papers were actually forced into the ground!

This set of actions made the surrounding villagers, Old Master Ren, and the others exclaim in admiration.

"These 20 oceans are worth it! Ninth Uncle is indeed not an ordinary person."

Looking at the shocked expressions of the surrounding villagers, Old Master Ren felt very proud and could not help but laugh.

"Grandmaster, doesn't Master usually just casually make a few gestures? Is there a big problem with this grave?"

Wen Caiqiu, who saw this scene, was immediately puzzled.

In their opinion, it was very likely that there was something wrong with this tomb.

"Even if there's a problem, it doesn't make a difference whether your master's actions are comparable or not.

It was all because of his literary talent. He had increased the reward to 20 yuan. Xiao Jiu could only fool him a little more!”

However, Ling Xiao's nonchalant words stunned the two of them.

Fine, that meant that this set of movements was the same as not having it?

Ling Xiao suddenly thought of something.

"Based on Xiao Jiu's current strength, it can easily kill even a late-stage green zombie.

In the movie, Old Master Ren was an existence that could only be killed by Xiao Jiu and Four Eyes.

They were at least peak green zombies, or even hairy zombies.

However, hairy zombies needed to be buried in a place with dense Yin Qi for at least a hundred years.

Even a peak green zombie would need seventy to eighty years.

Even though Dragonfly Skipping the Water's Den was covered by quicklime and was filled with Yin Qi, it would still take at least fifty years to reach the peak of the green zombie stage.

This Ren Weiyong was only twenty years old. It was impossible for him to be so powerful. There was definitely a problem!”

In the past five years, Ling Xiao had spent all his time reading books to understand the situation of this world and Mao Mountain. After all, it was very boring without a phone.

If he hadn't brought so many books from Mao Mountain and had people send in new ones from time to time, he would have died of boredom.

In addition, the system had added a lot of basic knowledge when it transferred the basic Dao techniques of Mao Mountain. Ling Xiao naturally analyzed that there was a problem!

Thinking of this, he quickly began to look around.

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"Hah!"

A few minutes later, Uncle Nine finally finished his performance. He swept his sword at the altar.

Clang!

In an instant, a streak of sword qi cut through the air.

"Pfft!"

In the next moment, the sword qi lit up the three incense sticks on the altar.

This scene shocked the Ren family and the villagers.

"Good!"

" So powerful!!"

"Ninth Uncle is indeed an expert. Next time, if there's anything my family needs, we must ask Ninth Uncle!”

"Don't even think about it. Unless it's haunted, Ninth Uncle can be free. Otherwise, we can't afford to hire Ninth Uncle normally!”

"This is a true expert. If everyone comes to waste Ninth Uncle's time, then Ninth Uncle will really have time to deal with it if it's really haunted!?”

"That's true!"

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All of them could not help but exclaim in admiration after seeing this scene.

"Everyone, come and offer incense. Remember to bow sincerely and respectfully!”

At this moment, Ninth Uncle had also put away the peach wood sword. Then, he said to the surrounding villagers and the Ren family,

"What a good place! It was a pity to give such a good place to Ren Weiyong.”

At the same time, he looked at the Feng Shui pattern around him and sighed.

He knew very well that Ren Weiyong was not a good person when he was young.

Fortunately, his son, Old Master Ren, was not bad.

Otherwise, according to Ninth Uncle's personality, no matter how much money he gave, he would not help.

"Emmm, Xiao Jiu, have you noticed the problem?”

However, at that moment, Ling Xiao walked over and smiled mysteriously.

Ninth Uncle was stunned. He then took a closer look at the entire tomb.

"Could it be that you're talking about the quicklime sprinkled on the acupoints? You can even tell?"

Ninth Uncle immediately realized that something was wrong and asked in surprise. His ancestor could even see through this?

One had to know that it was very difficult to see through the quicklime that was scattered on the water's surface without ten years of Feng Shui.

Ling Xiao was only five years old.

"Of course not. Quicklime is just a small problem! At most, the corpses inside could become zombies within 20 years. However, it was not surprising that zombies would turn white at most after 20 years!”

However, Ling Xiao smiled mysteriously.

Ninth Uncle was stunned.

Quicklime was just a small problem?

What else could he not see?

Ninth Uncle looked at Ling Xiao's mysterious expression and his expression turned solemn.

Then, he quickly pulled out the sword on his back and stabbed it into the ground, turning the ground up.

Ten centimeters was fine, and twenty centimeters deep was fine.

However, when Ninth Uncle dug out 27 centimeters of soil, he actually dug out some red soil.

Ninth Uncle's expression changed.

"Blood sacrifice? This tomb was even surrounded by blood sacrifices?”

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