Uncle Jiu, who said in one sentence, intended to show some real skills, with the purpose of gaining the trust from the employer, but Wencai's question really embarrassed him. He glared at Wencai fiercely and snorted coldly, "You are so tall, you have less mouth!"

Aside, Jiang Chen and Qiu Sheng looked at the dejected Wencai and couldn't help but chuckled. This guy was taught a lesson by Uncle Jiu three days ago for talking too much, but now he has repeated the same mistake. He really remembers to eat and beat him.

"Uncle Jiu, you have already worshiped me. Can you make groundbreaking?" At this time, several strong young men came over and asked Uncle Jiu respectfully.

Uncle Jiu nodded and signaled that they could do it. He walked aside and watched them tear down their tombs with Ren Fa, Ren Tingting and others.

Ren Fa's nephew Awei has always had a crush on Ren Tingting. At this moment, seeing Jiang Chen standing beside Ren Tingting, I felt unhappy at the moment, so I quietly moved a few steps to squeeze Jiang Chen away. But Jiang Chen was not so easy to squeeze. Awei secretly ran into Jiang Chen. Who would have thought that not only did not squeeze Jiang Chen away, he would just bump into a wall of iron, and half of his body was numb, making him grin.

Wen Cai was also tempted by Ren Tingting. He also kept paying attention to this place. Seeing Awei suffering a loss on Jiang Chen, he couldn't help but feel relieved. But at this moment, Listening Qiu Sheng smiled and asked Uncle Jiu, "Master, what is Dharma Burial?"

Uncle Jiu walked to Ren Fa's face and slowly responded as he walked: "The so-called Dharma burial is a vertical burial! Is it right?"

"Yes!" Ren Fa Lian was a little awe and responded with a smile: "The Feng Shui gentleman said back then: 'The ancestors were buried upright, and the descendants must be great!"

Uncle Jiu asked with a strange look, "Whether it is so powerful?"

"This..." Ren Fa's face suddenly became a little ugly when he heard this, and he responded with a little hesitation: "Over the past twenty years, our Ren family's business has been getting worse and worse, and I don't know why!"

"I think this Feng Shui master has a grudge against your Ren family." Uncle Jiu looked confident and asked in a deep voice: "Did Old Master Ren celebrate with him during his lifetime?"

Uncle Jiu said this, and Ren Fa knew that things were not easy to hide. He immediately said with some sarcasm: "This hole was originally from the Feng Shui master. My father knew it was a good hole, so he bought it for a high price..."

"It's just a temptation, no coercion?" Before Ren Fa finished speaking, Uncle Jiu interrupted it and stared at him with a burning gaze.

Ren Fa was a little embarrassed by Uncle Jiu's fierce look. The defense words he had originally thought were coming to his mouth but could not speak them. He could only smile embarrassedly.

"I think it must be a threat!" Uncle Jiu snorted coldly, turned to point to the tomb and said, "Otherwise he wouldn't harm you, and you would also ask you to cover the entire dragonfly's water hole."

"So what should it be?!" Ren Fa's expression changed drastically when he heard this. As his business became worse and worse over the years, it turned out that there was a problem with Feng Shui.

"It should be covered with snowflakes. This is called a dragonfly squint. The head of the coffin cannot touch the water. How is it called a dragonfly squint? "The Taoist practitioners are obsessed with the laws of nature and have clear right and wrong. After Uncle Jiu knew that the Ren family had robbed someone else's tomb, his tone became a little bad: "After all, that Feng Shui master is quite conscientious. He asked you to start a coffin and rebuilt in twenty years, which would harm you for half a lifetime and not for eighteen generations!"

After saying this, Ren Fa was ashamed. Although he hated the Feng Shui master in his heart, he also knew that after all, he was wrong in this matter and could not blame the Feng Shui master for revenge.

"See!" At this moment, someone among the young people digging graves in the distance shouted, and immediately attracted the attention of Uncle Jiu and Ren Fa. Jiang Chen and others hurriedly moved closer.

Everyone looked at it, but in the dug soil, the coffin was indeed buried vertically as Uncle Jiu said. Then, several young and strong men stepped forward and dragged the coffin from the soil with a simple hanging rack, and gently placed it flat on the open space next to it.

"Relax the rope and lift the nail." Uncle Jiu spoke in a deep voice, with a majesty that cannot be ignored in his words: "Everyone, today is Ren Gong's power and courage to see the sun again. Anyone who is aged thirty-six, twenty-two, thirty-five, forty-eight, and the ox will turn around and avoid it."

As soon as the words came, some people immediately avoided the dead, and no matter what era, people always have inexplicably awe of the dead.

After counting breaths, Uncle Jiu continued to speak: "After avoiding, everyone will organize their clothes and open the coffin."

"Yes, Uncle Jiu." Several young men followed the order and immediately stepped forward to open the coffin. At this moment, a sudden change occurred. The birds in the forest seemed to be shocked by something terrible, and they flew up one after another. A few loud crows cries came from their ears.

Jiang Chen subconsciously frowned, and in a blink of an eye, seeing that Uncle Jiu was frowning and pondering at this time, he hurried over and whispered: "Senior Brother, I feel something is wrong?"

"It's wrong." Uncle Jiu responded softly and said, "When the coffin was opened, birds were startled and crows were roaring. This is an ominous sign."

Several young people were moving quickly. As the master and apprentice talked, Old Master Ren's coffin had been opened, and then a rich corpse gas spread out from the coffin. When the corpse gas dissipated, the body of Old Master Ren's body was exposed in the coffin. After twenty years, there was no decay at all.

The father and daughter of the Ren family cried in shock and bowed, and Ren Fa cried and shouted, "Dad, it alarmed you, the child is really unfilial." However, although he cried loudly, there was no trace of tears on his face. After all, Mr. Ren has been dead for so many years, and so much sadness has faded with time.

After pretending to cry for a while, Ren Fa immediately stood up energetic and asked Uncle Jiu beside him: "Uncle Jiu, can this tomb be used?"

Uncle Jiu widened his eyes and stared at the corpse in the coffin. After a while, he came to his senses and said, "Dragonfly skimming the water, clicking it one by one, it will definitely not be in the same position. This hole is already ruined."

"What should I do?" Ren Fa looked panicked and stared at Uncle Jiu with his eyes full of urgency.

Uncle Jiu immediately replied in a deep voice: "I propose to cremate on the spot!"

"Crouching? No!" Ren Fa immediately raised his objection: "What my father was most afraid of during his lifetime was fire, and I couldn't do this."

When Jiang Chen heard this, he immediately sneered. No matter whether this guy was really filial or to protect his own interests, he had to say that his persistence had made him successful. After all, if Mr. Ren was cremated before he became a zombie, how could he complete the main task of destroying the zombies transformed by Mr. Ren?

Uncle Jiu also knew that his words were a bit abrupt, but he insisted on persuading: "Master Ren, things are unusual, and it may be troublesome if you don't cremate."

But Ren Fa's insistence was obviously not inferior to Uncle Jiu: "It's fine, but it can't be cremated. Uncle Jiu, you should think of other ways."

"Oh!" Uncle Jiu sighed and shook his head, "Okay, I'll send Mr. Ren's body to our charity house tonight. Tomorrow, I'll find other cemeteries for the old man and let him rest in peace early."

"Okay!" Before Uncle Jiu finished speaking, Ren Fa's father and daughter responded, Awei couldn't help but shout: "Cover the coffin lid and carry it back to the Yizhuang Village!"
Chapter completed!