My Apprenticeship to Uncle Jiu: I Was a Warlord in the Republic of China

Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai heard this and immediately said, "If I move to this village, I will be rich."

Uncle Jiu shook his head and said, "As the saying goes, everything turns to its opposite when it reaches its extreme. The feng shui here is very good, but it doesn't match the terrain. The two sides are high and the middle is low, just like a pot. It is very easy to accumulate bad luck. When combined with the pattern of the gods splashing water, it will make the livestock and their homes restless."

After the explanation, Qiu Sheng and Wencai finally calmed down and stopped daydreaming.

Uncle Jiu shook his head when he heard this, and looked at Jiang Li who was quietly following behind with various magical instruments on his back, and thought, "It's a good thing there is someone who can make a difference."

Arriving at the entrance of the ancestral hall, Uncle Jiu said to Mao Dalong, "According to the pattern of the gods splashing water, the villagers must not be buried after death."

Qiu Sheng stepped forward and asked curiously, "Master, what would happen if we were buried in the ground?"

Uncle Jiu turned around and said, "It's unlucky for the whole family if the coffin touches the ground. Not to mention burial, even if the coffin absorbs the earth's energy, something bad will happen to the family!"

Mao Dalong asked in disbelief, "Is it true?"

Uncle Jiu said proudly, "If I'm not mistaken, the coffin inside must not be placed in an ordinary way."

Mao Dalong laughed strangely but said nothing. He just said to the soldier next to him, "Someone open the door."

When the door of the ancestral hall was opened, Uncle Jiu saw that all the coffins were hanging in the air on wooden frames, and even the wooden frames were separated by pans of water.

He immediately asked with admiration, "Not bad, not bad. This approach should ensure that there will be no mistakes."

Mao Dalong laughed and said, "Of course, that expert was hired at a high price."

As they walked and looked, Uncle Jiu suddenly found a coffin half-fallen on the ground and asked, "I wonder what's inside this?"

Mao Dalong said nonchalantly, "My dad is in there, what's wrong?"

Uncle Jiu spread his hands and said, "It has turned into a corpse."

Mao Dalong shouted in disbelief, "Someone, open the coffin for me."

But the soldiers tried their best to open it but failed. They had no choice but to report, "The commander-in-chief, it cannot be opened."

Uncle Jiu said, "The corpse inside has turned into a corpse. It is using its Yin Qi to absorb the coffin to prevent the lid from being opened in broad daylight and to protect itself from being burned by the sun. So of course they can't open it."

Mao Dalong frowned when he heard this, walked to the coffin and asked, "Does my father's transformation into a zombie have anything to do with my illness?"

Uncle Jiu explained, "Zombies carry corpse poison. If you are injured by them, you will be infected with the corpse poison. Even if you are not injured by them, the wound will be infected if it comes into contact with the corpse poison."

Mao Dalong immediately asked, "What should we do now?"

Jiang Li walked up to Uncle Jiu and nodded to him, saying, "It's up to you, Marshal, to decide."

"If you want to keep it simple, then just order people to gather firewood and burn your father and his coffin together. But then, without zombie teeth as medicine, your illness will be difficult to cure."

Mao Dalong heard this and said, "How can that be possible? Change one and change another."

Jiang Li said again, "Otherwise, we can wait until it comes out at night, and then we can help you subdue it when it hunts down your blood relatives. However, this will require you to take some risks."

Mao Dalong shook his head again after hearing this and said, "You are using me as bait, no no!"

"Do you have any other way to have the best of both worlds?"

Jiang Li smiled and said, "There is a way to achieve both, but I would like to ask what material your father's coffin is made of?"

Mao Dalong said speechlessly, "This coffin is made of Huanghuali wood. Why are you asking this? Are you planning to take my father's coffin?"

Jiang Li smiled and said, "Marshal, you misunderstood. My method may damage the coffin. I don't know if you are willing to do so."

Mao Dalong heard this and said, "Tell me what the solution is first. If it's too dangerous, I won't agree."

Jiang Li smiled and said, "Actually, my method is very simple. If the coffin cannot be opened, then just don't open it!"

"Let's just carry him under the sun and chop him in half. It will be much easier to deal with your father when we are prepared. The only problem will be damaging your coffin."

Between money and life threat, Mao Dalong quickly made up his mind and decisively chose to spend money.

He immediately said to Jiang Li, "Then carry my father's coffin outside and let him bask in the sun."

Uncle Jiu sighed at this time and said, "It's a pity to waste such a good Huanghuali wood coffin. If we wait until night, we can easily deal with this zombie."

Jiang Li smiled and said, "Master, don't you know that the longer the night, the more dreams you have? Besides, it is much easier to deal with zombies during the day than at night. Besides, it's just the loss of a coffin, which is not a big deal."

Uncle Jiu didn't say anything more after hearing this. Although Huanghuali wood is very valuable these days, it is not that expensive. He just thinks there is a simpler way.

He ordered the soldiers to carry the coffin to the open space outside. Uncle Jiu placed an ink net around the coffin and sprinkled glutinous rice on it just in case, and then prepared to start chopping the coffin.

But at this moment, he suddenly felt a surge in his stomach, and then he handed the axe to Jiang Li and said, "I'm going to go to the bathroom first, you take care of this!"

Jiang Li took the axe and jumped onto the coffin. He touched the brand new century-old lightning-struck jujube wood golden hoop on his back and felt confident. Then he chopped the coffin lid hard with the axe.

But the rosewood was indeed hard. Even though Jiang Li's body had been tempered by both the Essence Pill and the Mysterious Armor Skill, he could only cut a hole in the three-inch thick coffin board with his full strength attack, but failed to penetrate it.

I don’t know if it’s because of the rosewood itself or the zombie’s corpse gas.

The first strike failed, so Jiang Li continued to swing the axe and hit the spot where the axe had landed before. After dozens of strikes, a hole was finally made in the ten-centimeter coffin board.

Seeing this, Jiang Li quickly jumped off the coffin, took out a bag of glutinous rice and poured it into the coffin through the hole in the coffin lid.

At this time, only a beast-like roar was heard from the coffin, and then the coffin shook. Seeing this, Jiang Li quickly moved away from him.

The coffin shook for a while, and the coffin lid was suddenly blown away by a huge force from the inside. Mao Dalong's father immediately stood up, but before he could roar, he was immediately burned by the sun, and corpse gas continued to emerge from his body.

This scared Mao Dalong very much, because Uncle Jiu had just told him that the first thing a zombie would do after coming out of the coffin is to suck the blood of its relatives. In fear, he immediately ordered his men to shoot his father.

Suddenly there was a series of crackling sounds, and Old Master Mao was beaten so hard that he trembled like a sieve, but he was not hurt. However, the ink net formation set up by Uncle Jiu was smashed into pieces.

Some bullets hit the ground, and the splashed mud covered the glutinous rice. Jiang Li immediately said to Mao Dalong, "Hurry up and tell them to stop, don't destroy the ink net formation."

Mao Dalong ordered to stop shooting after hearing this, but by then the ink net array had already scattered all over the ground.