"Am I right?" Uncle Ji walked to Master Ren, showing a slight smile.

"Yes, the feng shui person said... the ancestors were buried vertically, and the later entry must be great." Master Ren thought for a while and said.

"How about the spirit?" Jiu Shu asked.

"This..." Master Ren shook his head with a wry smile on his face, and walked forward: "Our Ren family's business has been getting worse and worse in the past two decades. I don't know why?"

"I think that Mr. Feng Shui has an enemy with you Ren family!" Uncle Jiu followed Master Ren and said as he walked forward.

"Have grudges?" Master Ren was puzzled.

"Did the old lady have any feasts with him in front of him?"

"This piece of land was originally owned by Feng Shui. My father knew it was a good hole, so he bought it with money."

"It's just a temptation, is there any coercion."

"Hey...hehe..." Master Ren smiled awkwardly.

Seeing how Master Ren was hesitant to say something, Uncle Jiu probably guessed it too: "I think it must be threatening, otherwise he will never harm you and ask you to cover the entire dragonfly spot with cement." Walk towards the excavated tomb.

"So, what should it be?" Master Ren followed.

"It should be covered with snowflakes. That's why the coffin head can't touch the water. How do you call it?" Jiu Shu pointed to the excavated soil, and said: "He still has a conscience. He wants you to start in 20 years. Relocation of the coffin will harm you for half your life, not your entire life. It will harm you for one generation, but it will not harm you for eighteen generations."

After listening to Uncle Jiu's words, Master Ren had a heavy expression on his face.

.....

.....

"Saw."

There was a shout from below the graveyard.

Everyone who was on the periphery surrounded them one after another.

Qi Roger, who had been prepared a long time ago, was carried by several and placed on top of the excavated tomb.

Four men in white clothes lowered the ropes on the landing gear and tied one end of the unearthed coffin tightly.

The coffin is really upright.

He tied a knot on the rope, then hooked the middle of the rope with an iron hook, and then everyone began to work hard together, pulling the coffin vigorously.

"Hey-hey...."

The sound of shouting was endless, and the coffin buried deep in the earth, as everyone continued to exert their efforts, was gradually pulled out by everyone.

When the coffin was completely unearthed and hung in the air, the two men who had been prepared immediately took the ropes that had been looped and entangled them from below.

At the lower end of the coffin, tie it tightly and cover it well.

Everyone helped, and the coffin was quickly placed on the ground.

Two of them held the bracket to cushion the other side of the coffin, and the coffin was finally over.

......

"Send the rope, lift the nail!" After speaking, Uncle Ji turned around and looked at everyone.

"Everyone, today is the time for Ren Gong to see the sky again. Anyone who is thirty-six, twenty-two, thirty-five, and forty-eight, who is a chicken, and a cow, will all turn around and avoid him."

A few seconds later.

"After avoiding, everyone tidy up and open the museum!"

The four nailers are planning to open the museum.

"Crack quack quack..."

"Crack quack quack..."

Before the coffin was opened, in the woods not far away, a group of crows suddenly flew out of the woods and screamed in the sky above the woods.

The crow screamed, not a good sign.

Uncle Jiu's expression on one side slowly walked forward, and everyone followed closely.

At this time, the coffin has been completely pushed aside.

Wu Qizhe lowered his head and looked into the coffin. The black air lingering inside the coffin was constantly leaking to the outside. A middle-aged man in Qing Dynasty official uniform was lying inside.

Compared with the face that had hardly changed before the burial, the body was stiff for twenty years, but there was no sign of corruption at all.

Corpse... there is a problem!

The body of a man dressed in Qing dynasty's service has remained unchanged for 20 years. There is no doubt that such a strange phenomenon is definitely not a good thing!

Looking at the people lying in the coffin, Wu Qizhe knew that the old lady Ren was his biggest threat in the world of Mr. Zombie. The corpse in front of him was obviously not far from becoming a zombie.

Wu Qizhe has seen the movie, so it is clear, but Jiu Shu frowned, naturally based on past experience, plus the Maoshan technique he has learned, and he also has a judgment.

"father."

"grandfather."

Master Ren and Ren Tingting fell to the ground.

"You are alarmed by the elderly, the child is really unfilial." Master Ren said with a cry.

Compared with Wu Qizhe seeing Master Ren's appearance and associated with zombies, Ren Fa thought of his father's appearance before his death. Twenty years, there hasn't been any change, and he can't help but feel the emotions and feelings in his heart.

The touch in my heart is beyond imagination.

......

"Uncle Jiu, can this tomb still be used?" After finishing his mood, Master Ren stood up and asked.

"Dragonfly clicks the water, little by little, and definitely won't be in the same position again. This hole is useless." Uncle Ji said.

"Then what to do?" Master Ren looked very anxious.

"I propose to be cremated on the spot." Jiu Shu said with a serious face.

"Cremation? No! The most feared thing in front of my father is fire, I can't do this!" As the plot of the movie was the same, Master Ren immediately refused.

"Master Ren, it will be troublesome not to be cremated." Uncle Jiu said unambiguously.

"Anything is fine, but it cannot be cremated. You can think of other ways." Master Ren's stubborn thoughts at the moment, it is useless for anyone to persuade him.

"Um..." Jiu Shu pondered, "Well, let's temporarily store it in our Yizhuang. Tomorrow I will help the old man find another tomb so that he can rest early." Seeing Master Ren so insisted, Jiu Shu also Can only make other plans.

"Okay, put on the coffin lid and carry it into Yizhuang." Before Master Ren spoke, Ah Wei had already yelled and ordered directly.

The security captain has been a long time, and seems to be used to ordering others.

"Master Ren, please go back first."

"Yeah." Master Ren replied and sat on the stretcher human chair.

"Brother Wu, let's go back together." Ren Tingting stepped forward and took Wu Qizhe's arm.

Awei on the side was jealous again when he looked at the two close friends.

"Tingting, you go back first, let me see if Jiu Shu needs my help." He patted the back of Ren Tingting's pink hand.

"Okay, I'll leave first, you remember to come back early." Ren Tingting said reluctantly, letting go of Wu Qizhe's arm, turning around to follow Master Ren and the others.

Watching Ren Tingting leave, Wu Qizhe walked to Jiu Shu and smiled: "Jiu Shu, is there anything I need to help?"

"Aren't you afraid of this kind of place? There are graves everywhere." Uncle Jiu smiled.

"A big man, why would he be afraid of these things." Wu Qizhe said disapprovingly.

With a smile on Jiu Shu's face, he was just interested. I was afraid that there was no interest in this aspect. Wu Qizhe hadn't come to Yizhuang to look for him in the past three days, so he couldn't help sighing.

He has always thought that the young man in front of him is a good seedling for cultivating Maoshan Art, with a strong body, and the aura that fills his eyebrows. It would be great if he could be a successor.

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