A passerby in a horror movie

Upon hearing Uncle Jiu's words, Ren Fa couldn't help but give him a thumbs up.

“Amazing, Uncle Nine.”

It seems that Uncle Nine does have real skills, just as the feng shui master said back then.

At this moment, Wen Cai, who was following behind, walked over with a somewhat confused look on his face and said innocently:

"What is a French funeral? Is it a funeral in France? We ate foreign food yesterday and saw a foreign funeral today. What a coincidence."

Upon hearing Wencai's words, Uncle Jiu's expression froze.

He felt a sharp pain in his chest and quickly clutched it, glaring fiercely at Wen Cai.

"Shut your mouth!"

This guy is already good-for-nothing, but now he's making a fool of himself in front of so many people.

After speaking, she noticed Li Haotian listening intently to her. Her eyes darted around, and she asked Li Haotian:

"Xiao Tian, ​​tell me what a legal burial is."

"Ah I?"

Upon hearing Uncle Jiu's words, Li Haotian quickly came to his senses.

He never expected that even just watching the drama unfold would lead to him being singled out and called out.

However, since Uncle Nine asked, Li Haotian naturally had to answer.

The problem is quite simple. Not to mention that he has already seen the movie, in just the past few days, Uncle Nine has shown him a lot of books about feng shui and talismans.

He could readily recall some basic feng shui knowledge.

"The proper burial is a vertical burial, am I right, Uncle-Master?"

Li Haotian explained slowly.

Upon hearing Li Haotian's answer, Uncle Jiu nodded with satisfaction.

Ren Fa, who was standing to the side, also looked at Li Haotian with admiration. He did not expect that Li Haotian had not only studied abroad, but also had knowledge of feng shui.

"Yes, that feng shui master said that if the ancestors are buried upright, the descendants will definitely be successful."

"Does it work?"

Uncle Nine looked at Ren Fa with disbelief.

As a resident of Renjia Town, Uncle Jiu was well-informed and naturally knew the general situation of the Ren family.

The Ren family's business has suffered repeated losses over the years, otherwise they wouldn't have returned to Renjia Town to make a living, so this statement is definitely problematic.

Ren Fa didn't hide anything; it was no secret that his family's business was declining, and he was currently seeking help from Uncle Jiu, so he was quite frank.

"Over the past 20 years, our Ren family's business has been getting worse and worse, and we don't know why."

Ren Fa shook his head and said helplessly.

"I think that feng shui master has a grudge against your Ren family."

Uncle Nine said it bluntly.

"Have a grudge?"

Ren Fa was somewhat puzzled, but then his expression changed as if he suddenly remembered something.

Did the old man have some kind of grudge against him before he died?

Uncle Jiu noticed Ren Fa's expression and pressed him for an answer.

“This land originally belonged to that feng shui master, but my father bought it with money after he found out.”

After hearing this, Uncle Nine gave a cold laugh.

"Was it just a bribe, or was there any coercion?"

"Hehehe."

Ren Fa gave an awkward laugh.

Of course it was coercion, and Ren Fa knew very well what Ren Weiyong had done to the feng shui master back then.

His father did something extremely immoral, almost ruining the feng shui master's family. Of course, this matter couldn't be brought up in public.

“I think it must have been coercion. Otherwise, that feng shui master would never have harmed you and would have told you to cover the entire Dragonfly Touching Water Cave with cement.”

Upon hearing Uncle Jiu's words, Ren Fa realized that the acupoints were incorrect and quickly asked:

"So what should we do?"

Uncle Nine didn't answer directly, but looked at Li Haotian again. Li Haotian naturally knew that Uncle Nine was going to test him again.

Uncle Nine was very competent; he was teaching him step by step. So Li Haotian began to explain:

"It should be covered with snowflakes to be called 'dragonfly skimming the water.' If the head of Grandpa Ren's coffin doesn't touch the water, it can't be called 'dragonfly skimming the water'."

Hearing Li Haotian's words, Uncle Nine nodded in satisfaction, then said to Ren Fa:

"That feng shui master still has a conscience. He told you to exhume and relocate the coffin in 20 years. He may have harmed you for half your life, but not your whole life. He may have harmed one generation, but not 18 generations!"

Just as Ren Fa was about to say something, the servants who were breaking ground made a noise.

"Saw."

The coffin was dug out, and the group quickly went over to it.

Soon, several servants used tools to slowly lift the upright coffin up and then lay it flat on the ground.

"Loosen the rope and pick up the nail. Today, everyone is witnessing the return of Ren Gong's might and courage. Those aged 36, 22, 35, and 48 (born in the Year of the Rooster or the Year of the Ox) should all turn away and leave."

Uncle Nine gave the instructions.

Li Haotian is exactly 22 this year, and he also turned away from the crowd.

"After we have cleared the way, everyone, please tidy your clothes and open the coffin."

Soon, Uncle Nine gave the order, instructing several servants to push open the coffin.

Just then, the surrounding birds seemed to be startled and quickly flew away.

Uncle Nine immediately sensed something was wrong.

After the coffin was opened, a faint smell of death emanated from it.

"Father, Grandpa, I'm so sorry to have disturbed you. I'm truly an unfilial son."

Ren Fa and Ren Tingting knelt down and went through the motions.

Seeing Uncle Nine deep in thought as he looked at the corpse, Li Haotian walked to his side and whispered:

"Uncle-Master, this old man Ren is probably about to turn into a zombie. We need to get rid of him."

Li Haotian's voice was very soft, and only Uncle Jiu could hear it.

However, Uncle Nine did not respond to Li Haotian, but shook his head, as if he was thinking about something.

"Uncle Jiu, is this tomb still usable?"

Ren Fa looked at Uncle Jiu and asked.

"Like a dragonfly skimming the water, touching it once and then again, it will never touch the same spot repeatedly, so this acupoint is useless."

Uncle Jiu shook his head.

"then what should we do?"

Ren Fa quickly asked.

"I propose cremation on the spot!"

Uncle Nine said, without directly mentioning that Ren Weiyong had turned into a zombie.

"Cremation is not an option; my biological father was most afraid of fire during his lifetime."

Ren Fa disagreed.

Seeing this, Li Haotian, fearing that Uncle Nine would do what happened in the movie and move Ren Weiyong's body back to the mortuary, couldn't help but step forward and say:

"Master Ren, if the old master isn't cremated, his body will probably turn into..."

Before Li Haotian could utter the word "zombie," Uncle Nine quickly nudged him, interrupting his speech, and gestured with his eyes for him to stop talking.

Li Haotian didn't know what Uncle Jiu was planning, but since Uncle Jiu told him not to say, Li Haotian could only obey and shut up.

"If Master Ren isn't cremated, there will be trouble."

Uncle Nine tried to persuade him patiently, but Ren Fa wouldn't listen at all.

"Anything is fine, just don't cremate him. Think of another way."

Uncle Nine thought for a moment, then nodded without mentioning the zombies.

“Alright, then we’ll leave him at our mortuary for now. I’ll find another burial site for the old man tomorrow so he can rest in peace soon.”

"Alright, put the coffin lid on and carry it to the mortuary."

Awei, who was behind, gave instructions to his servants.

Afterwards, Master Ren and his entourage returned home, leaving only Uncle Jiu and a few others to handle the aftermath.