You said you would tell fortunes, so you can catch ghosts and exterminate zombies easily?

The Ji family’s ancestral tomb is on the mountain behind Wangtou Village.

Ji Ansong led the way with a shovel in his hand, explaining as he walked.

He said that several families had taken turns sweeping their ancestral tomb over the years, and his family had done the sweep two years ago. At that time, he also heard someone say that there might be a problem with the Ji family's ancestral tomb, so he walked around the tomb carefully but found nothing.

"Master, what could possibly go wrong with the ancestral tomb?"

"Water in? No way, there's no water nearby."

Yao Wentao signaled him not to say anything more and that he would know when he looked back.

Ji Ansong nodded helplessly.

When they heard that he was going to take the master to see the ancestral tomb, the idle people in the village also ran to watch the fun.

When they arrived at the Ji family's ancestral tomb, some people climbed up trees to watch.

Su Chen looked at the ancestral tomb carefully.

Thick moss grows under the dead grass. It must have grown because it rained recently and the weather started to warm up.

Seeing this, Ji Ansong hurriedly laughed and called on his brothers to clean up all the dead moss with shovels.

Some people in the village also came to help.

After a while, the ancestral tomb appeared intact in front of Su Chen.

"Master, what do we do now? Open it?"

An old man reminded: "This tomb was previously poured with glutinous rice, so it is difficult to open."

Ji Ansong turned sideways and said, "Uncle Zhang, what should we do? Ask Xiao Xu to bring explosives?"

"His explosives are only good for blowing up fish, not this tomb."

"What should I do?"

Ji Ansong was scratching his head when there was a "bang" sound from the other end.

The tomb door collapsed directly.

Everyone: "!!!"

Su Chen glanced at Ji Ansong and asked, "Why are you standing there?"

Then he took out a flashlight and handed it to him: "Go in and take a look at the situation."

"Ah? Let's go and see? Master, you..."

He wanted to continue speaking, but when he met Su Chen's eyes, his heart trembled. He quickly took the flashlight and called his brothers to sneak in together.

Two young men from the village also joined in the fun.

After a while, exclamations were heard from inside.

"What is this?"

"A termite nest."

When the villagers heard this, they gathered around.

Several people called out to them and asked them to go in and see what was going on.

Yao Wentao whispered to Su Chen, "Master, is it bad for termites to build a nest in the tomb?"

"not necessarily."

"But this time the termite nest corroded the coffin and bones."

Yao Wentao's eyes widened: "Bones?"

Su Chen nodded: "The Ji family's ancestral tomb is a cast-in-place tomb, which is well sealed, so the bones can be preserved for a hundred years. What a pity..."

There was an old man who had been listening nearby, and when he heard this he slapped his thigh.

"No wonder, no wonder!"

"It was fine for a hundred years, but now its bones have been eaten by termites. My ancestors will surely be furious."

"These descendants of the Ji family are so unfilial that they didn't even know their ancestor was being eaten."

Su Chen glanced at the old man.

The old man shuddered: "No, isn't that right?"

Su Chen shook his head and did not refute.

After a while, all the people who had gone in to watch the fun came out.

"The termite nest is really huge. The coffin is gone, and only a few bones are left on the edge."

"Then there really is something wrong with the ancestral tomb?"

"Nonsense, didn't you hear what Ayong said? He has already promised that if there is no problem with the Ji family's ancestral tomb, he will make up for the loss."

"Is it the one adopted by the Ji family?"

"What are you thinking? He's been mentally retarded for years. He even has a tumor in the back of his head and boils on the outside. His family doesn't care about him anymore."

……

After the matter of the Ji family's ancestral tomb was confirmed, everyone's attention quickly fell on Yao Fusheng.

Yaojiawan is more than 100 kilometers away from Wangtou Village and is not in the same town, so information is not exchanged much.

Everyone was surprised to hear that Yao Fusheng was the big boss who had donated money to the neighboring town to build roads.

Looking at Yao Fusheng's silly look now, I sighed again.

Yao Wentao looked around with a cold face, and seeing that everyone had shut up, he asked Su Chen.

"Master, what should we do with this tomb? Is there anything you need? I'll arrange it right away."

Su Chen pondered for a moment and said, "Buy some fruits, snacks, and some wine, as well as some incense, candles, and paper money."

"Hey, okay."

Yao Wentao pulled Meng Yong and jogged down the mountain.

About half an hour after he left, Ji Ansong and his brothers came out of the tomb with shame on their faces.

"Master, can we just get rid of this termite nest now?"

Su Chen nodded: "Clear it out first, be careful, there are still some bones inside, bury them well."

"Hey, I'll go down the mountain and get the jar."

"We can't have all our ancestors' bones mixed together."

Busy for more than an hour.

The termite nest was finally destroyed and completely cleared out.

The remaining bones were picked up and put into the urn.

Ji Ansong wiped the sweat from his forehead: "Master..."

Before he could finish, Su Chen waved his hand, and the crushed fragments of the termite nest floated up. The tiny bits of bones were separated, and before everyone could take a closer look, they fell into the corresponding jars one by one.

Seeing the two restless souls gradually calm down, Su Chen signaled Ji Ansong to seal the jar.

Just then, Yao Wentao came back in a hurry. Su Chen asked him to arrange all the fruits and vegetables, and asked Ji Ansong and others to burn incense and pay respect to their ancestors, and to do the tomb sweeping as usual.

"Master, is this okay?" Yao Wentao asked.

Su Chen nodded: "It's just a small matter."

Yao Wentao glanced at Yao Fusheng and felt a little uncomfortable.

Who could have known that such a trivial and unrelated matter would turn my fifth uncle into a dying fool.

fortunately.

Fortunately, I met that kind person in the provincial hospital.

Yao Wentao became cheerful again: "Then my fifth uncle..."

"He lost his soul in that fall. Wait a moment, I will summon his soul."

Su Chen bent his fingers and drew a talisman in the air, then pointed it at Yao Fusheng.

Yao Wentao was confused for a moment, then understood.

Such a powerful master must have different methods of summoning spirits from ordinary people.

Su Chen quickly said "Huh".

Yao Wentao was about to ask when Su Chen quickly made a few hand gestures: "Go!"

Soon, Yao Fusheng, who had dull eyes and a silly smile on his face, shuddered.

He blinked, straightened up, and glanced around. Although there was confusion in his eyes, he suppressed it.

When he saw Aunt Niu and Yao Wentao, he lowered his voice and asked, "Xiao Tao, what's going on?"

When Yao Wentao heard this, he almost burst into tears.

"Fifth Uncle, Fifth Uncle, you are finally okay!"

Aunt Niu also became excited: "Fusheng, you are so kind! Look who I am!"

"Lihua, how could we not know each other? When you got married, Brother Sheng and I went to pick up the bride together."

Aunt Niu smiled happily: "Yes, yes, that's right."

He held up two more fingers and asked, "So, what's this?"

"Two!" Yao Fusheng said helplessly, "No, what's going on?"

Yao Wentao wiped his eyes and said, "Uncle Wu, it's a long story..."

He cut to the chase, quickly explaining the whole story. Then, pointing to the still-open tomb, he asked Yao Fusheng, "They're sweeping the graves right now. Uncle Wu, do you want to go?"

After all, Yao Fusheng had traveled all over the country to do business, so he nodded after he came to his senses.

However, he did not burn incense to his ancestors first, but instead bowed respectfully three times to Su Chen.

"Thank you, Master!"

Su Chen smiled and said, "It's also because you do a lot of good deeds and have merits."

Otherwise, he really didn't want to bother with that disgusting pustules.