In the blink of an eye.
Everyone left one by one, leaving only Ye Xiao, Qiu Sheng, and Wen Cai.
Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai are still busy with the tasks assigned to them by Uncle Jiu.
"Whoosh! Whoosh!"
Wencai burned the golden paper, commonly known as the lucky gold paper, and also scattered large amounts of paper money into the sky.
Qiu Sheng burned incense, three incense sticks in total!
"Brother Ye, do you think that after burning such a large amount of paper money, Mr. Ren will have a very happy life down there?"
At this time, the honest and honest Wen Cai said something.
Qiu Sheng also came and looked at Ye Xiao with interest.
"Who knows! The most important thing is to be filial while a person is alive. If a person dies, everything will be over. Or do you really think that there is an underworld in this world?"
Ye Xiao narrowed his eyes slightly.
"This..."
Wen Cai was immediately speechless, and even Qiu Sheng was speechless.
Yes!
When a person dies, everything is over.
Underworld?
I’m afraid it doesn’t exist!
If it exists, I have never seen it in all these years!
Not long after.
Wen Cai’s fortune paper has been burned and the paper money has been thrown away.
Logically speaking, Qiu Sheng's three sticks of incense should have been burned.
But this strange thing happened.
Of the three incense sticks, two have been burned into short sections, but the third incense stick is still very long, as if it has never been burned.
"Brother Ye, how could this happen!"
Qiu Sheng's face was full of astonishment, and he also thought this thing was very strange.
"Brother Ye, isn't this a sign of anything?"
Wencai also became a little anxious, always feeling that there must be something fishy in this matter.
Seeing this, Ye Xiao's eyes flashed with confusion.
What was supposed to happen finally happened.
"Go back and ask Uncle Jiu."
Although he knew very well what was going on, there were some things that he was not comfortable saying. Let Uncle Jiu do the talking.
Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai both nodded.
Soon, Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai also started cleaning up the scene, preparing to dispose of all the paper dust.
But at this time, Qiu Sheng discovered that there were still a few incense sticks left.
It was precisely at this time.
He noticed an isolated grave, which made him want to burn incense for this lonely grave.
"So pitiful! Dong Xiaoyu died at the age of nineteen!"
When burning incense, Qiu Sheng sighed softly.
Ye Xiao also noticed this scene.
He stared sharply at the tomb of Dong Xiaoyu.
This is the female ghost and the ghost bride!
The plot is still proceeding in an orderly manner.
"Thank you!"
A faint voice reached Qiu Sheng's ears.
This frightened Qiu Sheng into thinking.
"Did you hear that right?"
Qiu Sheng murmured to himself.
"Thank you for burning incense for me!"
A delicate female voice sounded.
At this moment, Qiu Sheng was really sure that there was something wrong with the lonely grave in front of him.
His whole body also shivered.
When he turned around and noticed Ye Xiao, he said with a trembling expression, "Brother Ye, there is something weird here!"
"It's just a female ghost, why are you so scared?"
Ye Xiao's expression was calm. He was not too afraid of the ghost bride Dong Xiaoyu.
It is precisely because of understanding that we will not be afraid.
What really worried him was the corpse of Mr. Ren that was transported back to Yizhuang, and the unknown fears lurking in the darkness.
The unknown, this is the most terrifying thing.
"Brother Ye, you!"
Qiu Sheng's face turned green. He felt that this distant relative of the master was too brave.
As an ordinary person, he is not afraid of ghosts.
This...
Yes.
Brother Ye is definitely not an ordinary person.
Based on Ye Xiao's previous performances, Qiu Sheng even secretly guessed Ye Xiao's true identity. Could it be that he was not just a kid from a rich family?
"Let's go!"
Ye Xiao said.
After all, he took Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai back to Yizhuang.
At this time.
The night is deep.
The moonlight sways.
In the lonely tomb where Qiu Sheng had put incense, a figure of a young girl actually appeared.
This girl has long hair shawl, she is charming and has a good temperament.
She is Dong Xiaoyu.
"That man is so weird."
Dong Xiaoyu lightly opened her red lips, and the figure of Ye Xiao appeared in her mind.
He is obviously just an ordinary person, but he is not afraid of ghosts.
This...if she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she probably wouldn't be able to believe it.
And when she thought of Qiu Sheng's handsome face, her fair face turned slightly red.
Ye Xiao and others have rushed back to Yizhuang.
As soon as they entered the hall, they could see various sacrifices on the altar table, as well as incense candles, oil lamps, yellow paper and other objects.
And a black wood coffin.
The person lying in the coffin is Mr. Ren.
Holding the three sticks of incense handed over by Qiu Sheng, Uncle Jiu, who was sitting on an old wooden chair, frowned, "The incense was burned to look like this!"
"Master, isn't this unlucky?"
Qiusheng asked.
Ye Xiao, all literary talents are silent.
"Previously, I lit a plum blossom incense array in front of Mr. Ren's grave. This plum blossom incense array is a means of predicting good or bad luck by burning incense. But now, it is very unlucky to burn incense like this."
Uncle Jiu stared at the three sticks of incense, one short and one long, in front of him, his brows furrowed even tighter.
"Click!"
Wencai and Qiu Sheng couldn't help but feel a little nervous.
What kind of unlucky law is this?
"People are most afraid of three long and two short, and they are most afraid of two short and one long incense. If you have this incense in your home, someone will definitely be mourned."
Uncle Jiu said a very classic line.
"Ah!"
Literary talent, Qiu Sheng couldn't help but exclaimed.
"Master, according to what you said, someone in the Ren family is going to die, right? The person who died is not Tingting, right?"
Wen Cai was a little impatient. Although he had controlled his love at first sight for Ren Tingting, if Ren Tingting really wanted to die, he would never feel better.
"This is the aphrodisiac incense!"
Qiu Sheng's expression was also full of uneasiness. In his impression, Master was definitely not a careless person.
Since Master has said this, I am afraid that the Ren family...
"I can't say for sure, the person who died might be Master Ren or Miss Ren."
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Uncle Jiu's expression was as solemn as ever.
"Uncle Jiu, there is always a solution to everything, right?"
Ye Xiao also said something casually.
"Yes, if you want to solve this matter, I'm afraid you have to dispose of the coffin properly."
Uncle Jiu nodded, and also cast his gaze on the black wood coffin next to the hall where Mr. Ren was placed.
"Master, is there something strange about this coffin?"
Wencai looked strange and scratched his head, feeling that the knowledge he had learned was not enough.
He kept looking at the black wood coffin not far away, but he never found anything strange about this black wood coffin.
"I understand! Master, you are talking about the corpse of Mr. Ren in the coffin! He has been dead for more than ten years, and it is still so well preserved! There must be something wrong with it!"
Qiu Sheng seemed very clever and said quickly.
"Yeah."
Uncle Jiu nodded.
Immediately afterwards.
Uncle Jiu and others also personally stepped forward to check the body in the coffin.
Under Uncle Jiu's instructions, Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai pushed open the black wooden coffin lid with a little effort.
This push away.
Not to mention Ye Xiao, even Uncle Jiu looked surprised.
Just because the body of Mr. Ren in the coffin actually changed.
The skin of the original corpse of Mr. Ren looked lifeless and lifeless.
But take a look at it.
Mr. Ren's skin appears smooth and shiny.
In fact, the nails on all ten of Mr. Ren’s fingers are about two or three inches longer.
"Growing nails?"
"It's as if this corpse is about to come alive!"
Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai were so shocked that they couldn't bear to blink. They all felt that this thing was extremely bizarre.
Ye Xiao's eyes narrowed, as expected, Mrs. Ren was still going to transform into a corpse!
"Hurry up and close the coffin lid!"
Uncle Jiu shouted quickly.
Give it a listen.
Qiu Sheng was a bit confused about his literary talent, but he still hurriedly placed the lid on the black wooden coffin.
"Clang!"
In this way, Uncle Jiu breathed a long sigh of relief.
However, Uncle Jiu's face was still quite solemn.
In the next time.
Uncle Jiu couldn't help but start to get busy.
Kill the cock!
Chicken blood!
Use ink!
Mix the chicken blood ink and add the ink fountain.
Soon, an ink line mixed with chicken blood was also covered on the surface of the black wooden coffin.
In this way, Uncle Jiu breathed a long sigh of relief.
"Uncle Jiu, I'm afraid this is not appropriate enough!"
Ye Xiao on the side suddenly said.
"Improper?"
Uncle Jiu was confused. He felt that what he had done was perfect, why was it inappropriate?
Even if his body mutates like this, there will definitely not be any major problems.
"Uncle Jiu, take a careful look at this black wood coffin. There are red marks stained with chicken blood on the top of the black wood coffin, and there are also ink lines. But underneath the coffin, there is no chicken blood or ink lines."<
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Ye Xiao said in a faint tone.
It was precisely because he watched the movie "Mr. Zombie" that he knew this flaw.
But that’s not it.
Only if there is no bloody ink line below, the transformed zombies will come out.
"That's right!"
Uncle Jiu showed a look of realization on his face, "Thanks to Ye Ze for reminding me, otherwise something big might have happened!"
Say it.
Uncle Jiu was busy operating Mengruhu again.
After a while.
Only then did he finally get his bearings.
Every aspect of the coffin is covered with chicken blood and ink lines.
Now.
It is absolutely impossible for something to go wrong.
Ye Xiao was equally relieved.
This time, after his reminder, Master Ren will probably not die, right?
If Master Ren survives because of him, will he be able to earn a large amount of amethyst again?
As a literary talent, Qiu Sheng felt that it was somewhat protective.
"Master, you are killing a chicken and using ink strokes. What are you doing?"
"Master, can you tell me something?"
Both of their eyes were full of confusion and confusion.
I've been thinking about it in my mind, but I still can't figure it out. I'm confused.
"Master is afraid that something might happen to Mr. Ren's body."
Uncle Jiu said earnestly, his dark eyes staring at the black wood coffin in front of him.
Even though he had used chicken blood and ink lines, he was still a little uneasy in his heart, always feeling that something would still happen.
It's like it's destined to happen, and no one can escape it.
"What will happen?"
The two apprentices spoke in unison.
Ye Xiao's eyes lit up slightly. Is another famous scene about to happen?
"Will turn into a zombie!"
Uncle Jiu said in a solemn tone.
Zombies?
Wencai and Qiu Sheng were also shocked. They had seen zombies before, but this old man had been dead for more than ten years and he still turned into a zombie.
Why didn’t it become something sooner or later, but why is it happening now?
Uncle Jiu couldn't tell what the disciples were thinking.
"Have you forgotten? Mr. Feng Shui's land was snatched away by Mr. Ren. Later, under the guidance of Mr. Feng Shui, Mr. Ren was buried in the Dragonfly Point Water Cave. This is why Mr. Ren's body has not decayed to this day."
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"Since then, if the coffin is opened and the burial is moved, Mr. Ren will turn into a zombie."
Uncle Jiu explained it simply.
A literary talent, Qiu Sheng's face was full of enlightenment.
"All of this is related to that Feng Shui master back then. I don't know whether he is dead or alive now. Moreover, this person has ulterior motives. If he hadn't told me, how could the relocation be carried out?"
"This Feng Shui master is afraid that zombies will be born and harm Mr. Ren's descendants!"
Ye Xiao said in a slow tone.
Uncle Jiu nodded heavily and agreed with Ye Xiao's words.
However, a strange color flashed in his eyes, and it seemed that he was also a little surprised. Ye Xiao seemed to understand zombies quite well.
"This Feng Shui gentleman definitely has bad intentions!"
Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng spoke affirmatively, and the two of them asked Uncle Jiu more about zombies.
"People are divided into good guys and bad guys, and corpses are divided into zombies and dead corpses. Old Master Ren's corpse is about to become a zombie!"
Uncle Jiu, who was sitting on a wooden chair, took a sip of tea in the cup and said.
"Okay, how can a corpse turn into a zombie?"
Qiusheng asked.
"Yes, how can people become bad people?"
Wencai said something.
"A person becomes a bad guy because he fails to live up to his expectations, and a corpse becomes a zombie because he has one more breath."
Uncle Jiu explained.
Ye Xiao still remembers the famous scene in front of him, but he couldn't help it and said knowingly, "Uncle Ninth, why are you breathing so much more?"
"When a person is angry, holding his breath, or sulking before death, the breath will gather in the throat after death."
Uncle Jiu explained.
Everyone wakes up.
"This is death without breathing!"
Wencai said with certainty.
"So, we must live up to expectations as human beings!"
Uncle Jiu looked around, glanced at Ye Xiao and the two apprentices, and said in a sonorous and powerful tone.
At this moment, Uncle Jiu was full of righteousness.
"If a person dies, he must give up his breath. To stop breathing is to harm others and yourself."
Qiu Sheng also echoed with a sigh.
Uncle Jiu nodded in agreement with Qiu Sheng's words, and then said solemnly, "As you just saw, Mr. Ren's brows have been frowning. It is obvious that he is holding a breath in his throat!"
"I can really hold it in, it's been more than ten years!"
Ye Xiao's face was full of sighs.
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