Because of Lin Yi, the plot of drinking western tea had more or less changed.
Qiu Sheng did not have a misunderstanding with Ren Tingting in his aunt's rouge shop.
Because Ren Tingting was attracted by Lin Yi's coffee drawing technique, her interest was all in this aspect.
Therefore, Ren Tingting pestered Lin Yi for a day and asked him to teach her how to draw coffee.
Lin Yi did not find this annoying.
Ren Tingting was a very innocent girl. She was very serious and focused when she was learning.
Lin Yi was infected and taught Ren Tingting how to draw coffee carefully.
Time passed quickly.
In the blink of an eye, it was evening.
Under Ren Tingting's repeated gratitude, Lin Yi left the Ren residence.
When Lin Yi returned to the mortuary, the sky was already completely dark.
Wen Cai had been guarding the gate of the mortuary.
When he saw Lin Yi return, he quickly asked in front of the mountain,"Xiao Yi, did you put in a good word for me in front of Tingting? Will Tingting forgive me now?”
Lin Yi looked at Wen Cai and really wanted to persuade him that bootlickers would not end well.
But after thinking about it, he decided against it.
Wen Cai had two characteristics.
Stubborn, the kind that wouldn't turn back even if she hit a brick wall.
His skin was thicker than the city walls.
Therefore, Lin Yi felt that he could not persuade Wen Cai at all.
Therefore, Lin Yi could only say something that was against his heart." Don't worry, Second Senior Brother. An infatuated man like you, ah, no, an infatuated man, is rare in the world."
Tingting will discover your merits sooner or later and be moved by your sincerity.”
Wen Cai listened to Lin Yi's words and immediately beamed.
He thought Lin Yi was right.
He was indeed a rare infatuated man. There was nothing wrong with him!
After chatting with Wen Cai for a while, Lin Yi entered the mortuary.
He went straight to Ninth Uncle's training room.
Ninth Uncle was practicing drawing middle-grade talismans.
Last night, when he saw Lin Yi draw middle-level talismans, Ninth Uncle felt that he had benefited a lot and vaguely grasped the opportunity to break through.
Lin Yi knew about this situation, so he wanted to help Ninth Uncle.
Therefore, Lin Yi drew all 64 kinds of intermediate talismans in front of Ninth Uncle.
The 64 blue-colored mid-grade talismans were all formed in one go and possessed the magical effects they should have.
This shocked Ninth Uncle.
Last night, when Lin Yi drew the middle-grade talisman, his success rate was only about 70%.
Out of ten middle-grade talismans, three would fail due to various reasons.
Unexpectedly, only a day had passed.
Lin Yi had reached a hundred percent success rate when he drew middle-grade talismans.
In other words, Lin Yi's comprehension of middle-grade talismans had already reached perfection!
The more he thought about it, the more shocked Ninth Uncle became. He looked at Lin Yi in disbelief.
Ding! Intermediate Enchanted Talisman has been praised, materializing and strengthening.
Ding! Congratulations to the host for improving your comprehension of the intermediate talisman atlases.
"Hmm? It was over just because his comprehension increased? Aren't you going to level up?"
The system's voice prompt made Lin Yi feel a little strange.
Lin Yi opened the attribute panel to check the situation.
In the end, he found out that if he wanted to upgrade a mid-grade talisman to a high-grade talisman, he would need to obtain at least 15 more likes.
"I see."
Lin Yi nodded secretly and was not in a hurry.
He thought that as long as he followed his master, leveling up would be very fast.
"Master, I saw you practice drawing talismans just now and suddenly had some comprehension.
I don't know if it's right or wrong, so I want to ask Master to correct me.”
Knowing that Ninth Uncle cared about his reputation, Lin Yi began to point out the mistakes Ninth Uncle had made when he was practicing drawing talismans under the guise of asking Ninth Uncle to correct him.
Ninth Uncle understood Lin Yi's intentions.
He was very gratified.
This little disciple of his was really sensible and considerate.
It was not in vain that she had been biased and doted on him since he was young.
Time passed, and soon, it was midnight.
Cultivation required a certain degree of relaxation.
Ninth Uncle suppressed the thought of cultivating hard and let Lin Yi return to his room to rest.
Thus, he ended his cultivation of middle-grade talismans.
......
Time flowed like water.
Three days passed in the blink of an eye, and it was time for Old Master Ren's coffin to be moved.
Early morning, outside the Ren family town.
Ninth Uncle brought Lin Yi, Qiu Sheng, and Wen Cai to meet up with Ren Fa, Ren Tingting, and the group of workers that Ren Fa had invited.
Then, the group headed to the grave where Old Master Ren was buried.
The cemetery was located on a beautiful mountain.
The surrounding scenery was beautiful. Even those who did not know Feng Shui could feel that this place was extraordinary.
As soon as they arrived, Lin Yi and Qiu Shengwen got busy setting up the altar for Ninth Uncle.
The three of them were very familiar with this kind of work, so they quickly set it up.
Ninth Uncle put on his Daoist robe and was in high spirits. He led the crowd to pay their respects to Old Master Ren.
After Ren Fa paid his respects to his late father and offered incense, he walked to Ninth Uncle and said with a serious tone,""Ninth Uncle, the Feng Shui expert said that this graveyard is very difficult to find.”
Ninth Uncle knew that Ren Fa wanted to see his level, so he said indifferently,""That's right. This acupoint is called the dragonfly skimming the water acupoint.
The cave was thirty-four feet long and only four feet could be used. It was thirteen feet wide and only three feet could be used.
Therefore, the coffin could not be buried flat. It had to be buried in a legal manner.”
After hearing what Ninth Uncle said, Ren Fa immediately raised his thumb and praised,""Impressive, Ninth Uncle."
The literary talent behind Ninth Uncle did not know what Dharmakaya was, so he went forward to ask Ninth Uncle for advice.
"Master, what is a funeral? Is it a French funeral?"
Ninth Uncle's face darkened as he glared at Wen Cai.
He felt that it was a mistake to bring literary talent with him when he went out to do business.
Other than embarrassing himself, this guy couldn't do anything else.
Why did he take in such a stupid disciple?
Qiu Sheng, who was at the side, saw that Wen Cai had been killed by his master's gaze and could not help but gloat.
Lin Yi couldn't help but laugh. He felt that Wencai was too funny.
There was nothing wrong with asking if he didn't understand.
However, after asking, there was no need to add in his own stupid and shallow guess.
Why did she have to show off her low IQ in front of outsiders and embarrass her master?
Isn't this asking master to slap you?
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