After returning home after practicing the exercises, Fang Xu, who had breakfast in Xili, suddenly thought that today seemed to be the day when Uncle Jiu and Uncle Ren agreed to get a coffin and relocate it?

"Xu'er..."

On the dining table, Fang De, who was ignorant of food, suddenly spoke: "Dad, heard from Uncle Jiu, that the abandoned man from Maoshan Sect escaped... Will this person... cause trouble for our Fang family?!"

"This..."

Fang Xu smiled, "Don't worry, if he dares to show any signs of his fortune, he is looking for death! Now Brother Yang, Uncle Jiu and the others are paying the score for him..."

"oh……"

Fang De still looked worried and sighed and said to his son: "In the past few days when he got home, you have also seen that the business at home is getting harder and harder. When you go out, you have to deal with it everywhere, but you still have to meet someone who blocks the road in the mountains... I am afraid that no matter how rich you are, you can't stand such trouble..."

"Dad, didn't our caravan hire a guard? The ones who invited were also second-rate experts on the road. Isn't it enough?"

Fang Xu frowned. He learned from Uncle Jiu and the Condor Heroes about the general situation in this world. Generally, second-rate masters are enough to walk in the world. Many places are mostly ordinary people. Few martial arts masters have fallen to such a level as a bandit. No matter how bad they are, they can enter the killer world and be very comfortable.

"You..."

Fang De shook his head and sighed: "Do you think there is only the outside world and the only world? The ones on the official road, the ones on the white road... are very complicated..."

"Oh... Next time I go to the caravan myself, I'll see it myself..."

"That won't work!"

Fang De quickly stopped him and said, "It's very dangerous outside. Don't think that if you practice some kung fu, can you still block bullets after you have practiced some kung fu?!"

"Dad, you think I'm stupid, why should I block it? I can still hide!" Fang Xu secretly said in his heart. If his skills go further and his body is stronger, it may not be impossible...

"Do not dodge? You boy, don't be so arrogant. How can a person avoid bullets..."

"There are still people in the world who can catch bullets!"

"How is that possible!? You have been studying abroad and are not scientific at all. Why don't you say that anyone can catch the cannons of foreigners?"

Fang De shook his head, just pretending to be a joke, and didn't think much about it.

...

After breakfast, I stood for a while and had a good meal. Fang Xu went to his house's business and took a look. Well, it was all very good... and then he left the town and headed towards the west mountain.

Although I don’t know where Mr. Ren’s grave was, on the way, the footprints of dozens of people left along the way from the Ren family clearly told him where the people from the Ren family were going in the morning.

"Everyone cleans up their clothes and opens the museum!"

From afar, Fang Xu saw Uncle Jiu wearing a bright yellow Taoist robe and directing the Ren family's senior workers to open the coffin lid. That is, a cool breeze suddenly blew across the mountain. Not far away, a few crows appeared, screaming, and birds nearby also flew away...

No one present was an idiot, and immediately felt something was wrong.

Just as several parent workers opened the coffin lid, Uncle Jiu turned around and looked at Fang Xu who came to the scene. Why did this kid... come here too?

Bang!

When the lid was lifted, a black air that could be seen in the naked eye suddenly floated up, and was immediately blown away by the mountain wind. Ordinary people thought it was unique to rotten wood dust, but only Uncle Jiu's eyes froze...

I have died for twenty years, but my body does not rot!

Looking at its black and purple skin, Uncle Jiu knew that if it was not noon now, the old man Ren in the coffin would probably turn into a zombie immediately, and it was not the ordinary one!

Seeing the person in the coffin, Mr. Ren immediately pulled his daughter down and knelt down, cried twice, then stood up and looked at Uncle Jiu next to him nervously, and asked:

"Uncle Jiu, this...this...how of my father..."

But I saw that Uncle Jiu didn't look at him, but walked around the cemetery where the dragonfly was slashing the water pattern, and then looked at the trend of mountains in all directions, especially a train track passing by a river at the foot of the mountain. I immediately understood.

"I'm afraid that the so-called good-hearted warlock back then did not expect that your father would change like this in this tomb..."

As he said that, Uncle Jiu reached out to the train track bridge that crossed the river at the bottom of the mountain, "The dragonfly touched the water, and the water veins on the mountain are connected to the bottom of the mountain, but the water veins at the bottom of the mountain are cut off in the waist... The dragonfly touched the water but there was no water, which changed your father's tomb, which led to this phenomenon now..."

"What should I do?"

"I suggest...crete on-site!"

Uncle Jiu said to Mr. Ren very seriously.

"Ah?! No, no! Absolutely not!" Mr. Ren said firmly: "My son disturbed him so much that he was very unfilial. If he still set fire to him, then I would be completely unfilial! What's more, my father was afraid of fire during his lifetime, so I couldn't do this! Uncle Jiu, please think of other ways for me!"

As he said that, Mr. Ren handed over another silver note. You said that money can make the devil push the mill, and in his opinion, problems that can be solved with money are not a problem.

"I will find another way, but I can't charge too much of this money. You are harming me!" Uncle Jiu immediately blocked him. In the warlock's business, there is a certain amount of money for what he does. Taking more greed will damage his good deeds and will be retribution.

"Okay, let's put Mr. Ren in the charity village, hoping that he can help the old man find other cemeteries tomorrow... let him rest in peace as soon as possible!"

"Okay, okay, thank you, Uncle Jiu! Please give me a moment..."

"By the way..." Uncle Jiu suddenly leaned into Mr. Ren's ear and said in an inaudible voice: "Looking for the tomb to survey the Feng Shui is another matter, so..."

Have to add more money!

Then what were you blocking just now? The rich man was speechless, but he nodded repeatedly and said warmly: "I understand, let's go back and calculate it!"

Suddenly, the Taoist priest seemed to have thought of something, turned to look at Fang Xu, who looked strangely not far away, his old face turned red, and he forgot-

With this kid's internal strength, he can hear his own words.
Chapter completed!