The next day.
Early morning.
The weather was clear and the sun was high in the sky.
In the courtyard, Ninth Uncle said with a bitter face,""Drinking will cause trouble, drinking will cause trouble!”
Last night, she had originally gone to look for Old Master Ren to discuss the cremation of Old Master Ren.
But because she drank a little wine, she promised Old Master Ren not to cremate her.
"Sigh!"
Ninth Uncle sighed.
He began to worry.
He had already made up his mind not to drink when discussing matters with others in the future.
Drinking is a hindrance!
Last night, Great-grandfather Ren had added another 200 silver dollars to the original remuneration.
In the ancestral hall.
Under Ninth Uncle's guidance, Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng began to put the ink fountain on Old Master Ren's coffin.
Lu Li stood aside and thought to himself, In the movie, Grandpa Ren turned into a corpse and ran out of the coffin covered in ink.
as for the reason
Wen Caiqiu was careless and forgot to flick the bottom of the coffin with an ink fountain.
"Phew-"
Qiu Sheng let out a sigh of relief, put down the ink thread in his hand, and said,""All completed."
Sure enough,
Wen Caiqiu did not flick the bottom of the coffin.
Lu Li reminded him," Brother Qiusheng, I forgot to play the bottom.”
"Ah?"
"Let me see."
Qiu Sheng crouched down and looked at the bottom of Old Master Ren's coffin.
As expected, there was no ink thread below.
"Fortunately, Junior Brother reminded me, otherwise, something big would have happened.”
Qiu Sheng turned his head and said,"Wen Cai, give me the ink thread. The bottom of the coffin hasn't been popped yet."”
"Oh!"
Wen Cai nodded with a simple and honest expression, then handed the ink thread to Qiu Sheng.
Lu Li thought to himself, Something bad can't happen now, can it?”
Under the efforts of Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng, Old Master Ren's coffin was all filled with ink.
"It's finally done."
Wen Cai put down the ink fountain, turned to Lu Li and Wen Cai and said,""Qiusheng, do you want to go out and play?”
Lu Li was speechless.
As expected of you, Wencai.
Old Master Ren has already turned into a zombie here, and you still have the mood to go out and play.
He was quite ambitious.
"Go out to play?"
At the entrance.
When Ninth Uncle heard Wen Cai's words, he walked into the ancestral hall. He glared at him and said,""You just want to go out and play every day. Don't go out for the next few days. Stay here and watch Old Master Ren's corpse in case he runs out.”
Qiu Sheng was about to answer Wen Cai, but he was so frightened by his master's voice that he did not dare to make a sound.
"Master…Master!"
Wen Cai's originally happy mood immediately disappeared when he saw his master appear.
"The three of you guard the house. I'm going to Old Master Ren's house now.”
Ninth Uncle said.
"Yes, Master."
The three of them said in unison.
......
The mortuary.
Only Lu Li, Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng were left.
In the courtyard, the three of them stared at each other.
For a moment, he did not know what to do!
"Senior Martial Brother Wen Cai Qiu Sheng, a corpse that is about to turn into a corpse cannot absorb moonlight, but it is afraid of the sun.”
"We're fine now. Why don't we pull out Old Master Ren's coffin and let him bask in the sun?”
Staring at the small tree in the yard, Lu Li was lost in thought. Suddenly, he had an idea.
Corpses that were about to turn into corpses were most afraid of sunlight.
Why don't we pull Old Master Ren's corpse out to bask in the sun?
"That's right. Why didn't we think of that?”
When Wen Caiqiu heard this, he immediately made a decision to go to the ancestral hall and pull Old Master Ren's coffin into the courtyard.
It was good for one's health to bask in the sun more.
In the ancestral hall.
"Harder…"
"Soon, Junior Brother, use a little more strength.”
"Almost there, almost there."
" Junior Brother, work hard…"
"It's almost out."
In the ancestral hall.
Lu Li carried one end of the coffin alone while Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng carried the other.
Ever since Lu Li's Thunderbolt Fist had a breakthrough, his strength had also increased.
An ordinary punch would have the strength of three to four hundred Jin.
Lu Li was speechless.
However, Qiu Sheng's words made Lu Li speechless.
Why was he only carrying a coffin? Qiu Sheng's words made another picture appear in his mind.
As for what picture
It could only be described as a web page with three W's.
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