Uncle Jiu's Senior Brother

Three days passed in a flash, and Master Ren gathered a group of strong laborers and took Ren Tingting up the mountain.

Uncle Jiu started the ritual, and after everyone had paid their respects, he allowed the laborers to start lifting the coffin.

Lu Li watched and learned from the side. Feng Shui is all about accumulating experience. No matter how well you understand it from books, it is better to observe it in person.

After seeing Ren Tingting, Qiu Sheng and Wencai forgot why they came here and just kept circling around Ren Tingting.

It's a pity that the flower has the intention but the water is flowing without feeling, and the other party didn't even look at them.

Seeing the coffin being unearthed, Master Ren said proudly, "Uncle Jiu, the Feng Shui master said that this grave site is hard to find, and it's a good grave site."

"Yes, this hole is called a dragonfly-dipped-water hole. The hole is thirty-four feet long, so only four feet can be used. The width is thirty-three feet long, so only three feet can be used. Therefore, the coffin cannot be buried flat, but must be buried according to the law."

Uncle Jiu also agreed with this position.

"Great, Uncle Nine."

Mr. Ren immediately gave a thumbs up.

Qiu Sheng and Wencai also ran over at this time, and Wencai started talking.

"Master, what is a French funeral? Is it a French funeral?"

Uncle Jiu suddenly felt ashamed, and his previous smugness disappeared. He glared at Wencai:

"Less talk"

Lu Li said at the side: "The so-called legal burial is to bury the person vertically, like a dragonfly touching the water. It needs to be accompanied by a special burial method to work. Am I right, Master Ren?"

After listening to this, Mr. Ren nodded.

"Yes, the Feng Shui master said that if the ancestors are buried upright, the descendants will have good fortune."

Lu Li looked at the tomb where the coffin was opened.

"Does it work?"

Master Ren looked embarrassed.

"In the past twenty years, our Ren family's business has been getting worse and worse. I don't know why."

After such a long time, Uncle Jiu figured out something.

"I think that Feng Shui master has a grudge against your Ren family."

"Have a grudge?"

Mr. Ren looked confused and didn't know what was going on.

"Did the old man have any grudge against him when he was alive?"

Mr. Ren blushed and said, "This piece of land originally belonged to a Feng Shui master. Later, my father found out about this good spot and bought it."

Uncle Jiu stared into Master Ren’s eyes.

"It's just inducement, not coercion."

Mr. Ren did not reply but just smiled awkwardly, but Uncle Jiu was very sure:

"I think he must have been intimidated, otherwise he wouldn't have hurt you and asked you to cover the dragonfly water hole with cement."

Master Ren quickly asked: "What should we do then?"

Uncle Jiu pointed to the top of the coffin.

"The coffin should be covered with snow. How can it touch the water if it can't? He still has some conscience. He allows you to move the coffin and bury it in 20 years. He will not harm you for your whole life if he harms you for half of your life, and will not harm you for 18 generations if he harms you for one generation."

Master Ren quickly asked, "What if cement is used? What harm can it do?"

Uncle Jiu was thinking whether to say it directly or not, then he looked at Lu Li. Lu Li gave Uncle Jiu an understanding look and took over the conversation.

"If a dragonfly cannot touch the water, it will become a dead spot and bring disaster, such as a lack of family members."

It didn’t say it directly but it seems like it has said everything. You can imagine the rest yourself.

While watching the movie, Lu Li wondered how it was that Mr. Ren, such a rich man, didn't even have a wife or concubine at home.

Moreover, Ren Tingting is the only daughter. In this era without sons, the family's foundation will be passed on to outsiders.

Mr. Ren's face changed. Only then did he realize that he had spent so much money and went to the provincial capital to see a foreign doctor, but this turned out to be the problem. He was cheated so badly.

Uncle Jiu sighed. He had no way to deal with this kind of thing. If you offend someone, they will of course retaliate against you.

At this time, the laborers also dug up the soil, revealing the top of Old Master Ren's coffin. They put a rope around the coffin, pulled it up and laid it flat on the ground.

Uncle Jiu said to everyone, "Get up, everyone! Today is the day when Ren Weigongyong will see the light of day again. Anyone aged 36, 22, 35, or 48, and born in the year of the Rooster or the Ox, please turn around and leave."

Those who were in conflict turned around and waited for a while before turning back.

"The retreat is over. Everyone, put on your clothes and open the museum!"

Just as we were about to open the museum, a few birds in the nearby woods screamed and flew away, and crows began to cry.

Uncle Jiu's face began to look solemn, and he walked to the coffin. At this time, the coffin opened, and a black evil spirit floated out. Everyone also saw the body of Old Master Ren.

Uncle Jiu's eyes suddenly widened. Old Master Ren had been dead for twenty years and his body was still intact. This was a serious problem.

Lu Li walked up to take a look and smacked his lips.

Old Master Ren must have suffered a great deal in the underworld. His face has turned black and there is such a strong evil aura around him. I guess he wants to eat his unfilial children and grandchildren.

Anyone would feel uncomfortable being locked up in a small dark room and roasted by fire every day for twenty years.

"father!"

"grandfather"

When Mr. Ren and Ren Tingting saw Old Master Ren, they immediately knelt down.

"I am so unfilial to disturb you, Uncle Jiu. Can this tomb still be used?"

Uncle Jiu also started to worry at this time.

“A dragonfly touches the water, dotting over and over again, but it never touches the same place. This acupoint is no longer useful.”

This won’t do, Master Ren became anxious.

"then what should we do?"

"I propose that he be cremated on the spot!"

"Cremation? No! My father was most afraid of fire when he was alive. I can't do this!"

Mr. Ren refused without a second thought, as he didn't want to be accused of being an unfilial son or grandson.

Uncle Jiu continued to persuade him, “Master Ren, if you don’t cremate him, you will be in trouble.”

Mr. Ren's attitude was very firm:

"Anything is fine, except cremation. Think of other ways."

After all, Mr. Ren is the richest man in town and has considerable power. Moreover, if he takes on this task, he must make the client satisfied. Uncle Jiu had no good solution for the moment and could only sigh.

"Okay, then I'll keep it in our charity cemetery for now. I hope I can help Old Master Ren find another cemetery tomorrow."

"Well, that's settled then."

After what happened just now, Master Ren lost his mood. He got on the sedan chair and the group walked down the mountain.

Watching Master Ren and the others leave, Uncle Jiu said to Qiu Sheng Wencai:

"Go light up a plum blossom incense array and tell me what it looks like. Remember to burn incense on every grave. Ali and I will go back and prepare."

Lu Li thought about it and decided to remind Qiu Sheng:

"When you two are burning incense, remember not to talk nonsense."

The two of them agreed without thinking.

On the way back, Uncle Jiu kept frowning, obviously feeling that things were a bit troublesome. Lu Li didn't know what to say, so he could only deal with it carefully. It was always better to be careful.

If Old Master Ren really breaks out, he and Uncle Jiu will be able to suppress him with their skills. After all, once the zombie comes out of the coffin, it will definitely bite their relatives first. At worst, they can just go and stake out at Ren's house.

After returning to the charity cemetery, Uncle Jiu took a sip of tea and said to Lu Li, "Ah Li, what do you think of Old Master Ren's current situation?"

Lu Li knew that Uncle Jiu was testing him:

"Old Master Ren should be resurrecting soon, Master. White and purple zombies are easy to deal with, but if it's black and hairy zombies, we'll have to put in a lot of effort."

Zombies are divided into white zombies, purple zombies, black zombies, hairy zombies, green zombies, jumping zombies, flying zombies and the last ones that cannot be turned into bones.

Lu Li thought of the old man Ren in the movie who was as strong as iron.

Uncle Jiu's Guandao, which he used to hit another Old Master Ren, couldn't break his defense. This is a characteristic of a Mao zombie.

If it sucked Ren Tingting's blood, it would at least evolve into a green zombie.

Even if they won, he and Uncle Jiu would probably suffer heavy losses.

Uncle Jiu didn't think too much about it. With him and Lu Li around, any zombie could be beaten to death in minutes.

The only problem is that the corpse cannot be destroyed. If Uncle Jiu knew that it was a hairy zombie that jumped out, he would probably have to cremate him even if it would offend Master Ren.

Lu Li turned around and looked at the bed in the room, touched his chin, and decided to let Wencai sleep here tonight. After all, no zombies jumped out on the first night. Although Wencai was not good at cultivation, he still had good luck.

It was just getting dark, and Lu Li was preparing dinner when he heard Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai shouting, "Master, Master, something bad has happened!"