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After Uncle Jiu and others left, there were only three people left on the grave. Jiang Chen, Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai. Of course, there were also graves all over the mountains and many other worlds... people, or ghosts!

The three of them lit a large handful of incense, and then they took action separately. Wen Cai was responsible for lighting the plum blossom fragrance array before Old Master Ren's tomb, while Jiang Chen and Qiu Sheng went to burn incense to each tomb.

The so-called plum blossom fragrance array is to extend five dots with the tomb as the center, each with three or nine incense sticks burning, and each three incense sticks are semicircular. Looking at it from the sky above the tomb, it seems like a plum blossom.

In contrast, Jiang Chen and Qiu Sheng’s life is relatively simple. Just light a stick of incense on each grave, and there is nothing special about the rest.

In terms of Taoism, Jiang Chen, a rookie who is still in the foundation-building stage and has not even stepped into the threshold, is naturally not as good as Qiu Sheng. However, in terms of skills, Jiang Chen is more than one hundred Qiu Sheng alone. He moves very quickly, with an incense stick on a grave, and soon, only one incense stick is left on his hand.

"Dong's little jade..." Jiang Chen held the last stick of incense in his hand, stopped in front of the tombstone, subconsciously glanced at the words on the tombstone, and then was stunned.

Although not all the information is sent to him, he remembers it very clearly that Qiu Sheng attracted the favor of Dong Xiaoyu, the owner of the tomb, and had a romantic relationship with him. Now it was his turn, and he couldn't help but hesitate. Should this incense stick be raised? Or?

"Hey, are you planning to burn incense for me?" Just as Jiang Chen was hesitating in front of the grave, suddenly, a girl's angry words came from his ears.

"Go up, go up, go up immediately." Jiang Chen responded subconsciously, then bent down and inserted the only incense stick in his hand into the grave. But soon, he realized something was wrong. Ren Tingting had already gone home. Where did the girl come from in the wilderness and ridge talk to him?

He slowly raised his head, and Jiang Chen saw it immediately. On the tombstone, the black and white photo of Dong Xiaoyu was pursing a little mouth and smiling shyly at him.

"My God!" Jiang Chen couldn't help but take a few steps back and almost sat down to the ground.

Then, before he could calm down, a shy and charming word came from his ear: "Thank you."

"No need to thank you." Although he was a master of martial arts, this was really Jiang Chen's first time. It almost came from instinctive fear, which made him roll and crawl back and escape. As a result, before he could take a few steps, he collided with Wen who was coming towards him with a "bang".

"Oh hey!" Although Wen Cai was a little capable, he was unlucky to hit Jiang Chen's protective power. He enjoyed the same treatment as Awei before, as if he was hitting a wall of iron, and half of his body suddenly became numb.

However, at this time, Wencai obviously didn't care about this. He quickly stood up from the ground with a severe pain, covered his waist and handed the fragrance in his hand to Jiang Chen with anxiety, and said in panic: "Uncle Master, look, how did this fragrance burn like this?!"

Two short and one long?! Jiang Chen took the incense stick from Wencai's hand. When he saw it, he suddenly felt a cool breeze blowing from his spine to his head, making him tremble all over!

"Why is this happening? Go away! Let me tell my master quickly!" The person who said this was Qiu Sheng. He had just finished the last stick of incense stick. Who would have thought that when he came over, he saw the incense stick in Wencai's hand, and he was shocked.

The three of them hurriedly rushed to the cannon fodder charity village, and they didn't even care about taking a breath, so they went straight to the main hall and showed the incense to Uncle Jiu.

"People are most afraid of three longs and two shorts; incense is most afraid of two shorts and one long! But it's just like this! This fragrance will definitely make people die in their homes! Alas..." In the hall of the charity village, Uncle Jiu, who was guarding the coffin of Old Master Ren, took the incense from Jiang Chen with a sad face, and couldn't help but say normal.

Wencai couldn't help but ask, "Master, did you say what you just said at Master Ren's house?"

Uncle Jiu glared at him and replied, "Is this the case!"

Wencai then breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately patted his chest heartlessly and said, "It doesn't matter whether you don't worry about it, and it doesn't matter whether you don't worry about it."

Seeing this, Jiang Chen couldn't help but shake his head, turned around and asked Uncle Jiu, "Senior Brother, is it difficult for anyone who has something to do with Old Master Ren?"

"Anyway, those with Ren's surname will be finished!" Wencai stuffed something into his mouth while snatching the conversation, but as soon as he finished speaking, he was stunned and shouted as if he suddenly realized: "Tingting!

"Oh... what's up to you about the Ren family? Didn't it mean that everyone has their own destiny?" Wencai was about to come forward to ask his master for help, but was stopped by Qiu Sheng, who looked joking.

Wen Cai glanced at him, then immediately patted his hand and said, "That's not what you said. Have you never heard of it? It's no problem to save your lover's life? Getting married is not a problem!" As he said that, he was about to bypass Qiu Sheng, but he didn't expect that Qiu Sheng would be held back again.

"Fair competition!" Qiu Sheng shook his fingers and Xiang Wencai made it clear that he also had thoughts about Ren Tingting.

"Okay!" Wencai responded immediately, then squeezed Jiang Chen away with Qiu Sheng, approached Uncle Jiu, and said in unison: "Master, you must think of a solution!"

"I've already thought about it." Uncle Jiu glanced at the two apprentices helplessly, and then returned to Old Master Ren's coffin: "Otherwise, why carry the coffin back?"

Wen Cai asked curiously: "Is there something wrong with this coffin?"

"It's not that there is a problem with the coffin, but that there is a problem with the corpse inside the coffin!" Jiang Chen was really sad that he had two senior brothers. "You don't think about it. A corpse has been buried underground for twenty years, so how could it not rot? If what I expected, the corpse has begun to change now!" As he spoke, he walked to the edge of the coffin, grabbed the lid of the coffin and pulled it back, revealing the corpse inside.

"Wow! You're getting fat!" Seeing Qiu Sheng and Wen just came up and exclaimed, Uncle Jiu was shocked and hurriedly came over. He saw that Old Master Ren, who had not changed before, had his face full of wrinkles at this time, and the nails of the ten fingers pressed on the abacus were also more than three inches long, and each nail was shining with a faint blue light!

"Cover the coffin quickly!" Uncle Jiu's face changed suddenly, and he ordered urgently: "Prepare paper, pen, ink, sword!"

"Yes! Senior brother!" Jiang Chen immediately took the order and left, while Qiu Sheng and Wencai stood there stupidly, looking at a loss.

"What?!" the two of them asked foolishly: "Master, what is a paper, pen, ink, sword?"

"Yellow paper, red pen, black ink, kitchen knife, wooden sword!" The two of them's ignorant appearance immediately made Uncle Jiu angry. They stretched out their hand and knocked their heads hard, and said in disgust: "When will you learn from your junior uncle?! You two are earlier than others, but you know less than others!"

Qiu Sheng and Wencai covered their heads in pain and dared not talk back, with a look of grievance.

"Forget it, you two go and take Mo Dou and catch a chicken by the way. It will be useful to be your master in a while!" Uncle Jiu sighed helplessly, not wanting to blame his two disciples. After all, this person's innate qualifications are incomparable, so he immediately ordered them to do something else.

"The things are all brought!" In just a short while, Jiang Chen and the other two prepared everything. According to Uncle Jiu's instructions, they set up an altar next to the coffin, and then stood respectfully, waiting for Uncle Jiu's next instructions.

"Yeah." Uncle Jiu nodded, and without saying a word, he came directly to the altar and grabbed the live chicken. Jiang Chen slashed his hand and slashed the chicken's neck. Suddenly, bright red blood splattered and fell into the porcelain bowl that had been prepared on the table.

Uncle Jiu handed the chicken to Wencai with his backhand, then stepped on the gossip, calmed his luck, quickly formed a magic seal with one hand, and inserted it into a bowl filled with glutinous rice with the other hand. With a slight shake, only a grain of rice was left on his fingertips. He gently kneaded the candlelight, and a flame about a foot high suddenly rose from the rice grain, and he threw it into the bowl filled with chicken blood. There was only a "boom" sound, and the flames were rushing up!
Chapter completed!