Chapter 307: The practice of opening the altar

"Oh no, Master!"

Soon after Su Chen returned to Yizhuang, Wen Cai and Qiusheng also ran back to Yizhuang in a panic, still holding a handful of unburned incense in their hands.

It happens to be long in the middle and short on both sides......

"Hey!"

In the hall of Yizhuang, the ninth uncle, who was guarding the coffin of the old lady, took the three incense sticks from Qiusheng's hand, his face suddenly became much more ugly, and he shook his head and said: "People, I am most afraid of three long and two short." Incense, the most taboo two short and one long! It's just fired like this......"

"If this incense comes out of the house, someone must be mourning!"

"Master, doesn't that mean that Master Ren's family will have a bloody disaster?"

Qiusheng said curiously.

"Otherwise, could it be us?"

glanced at Qiusheng angrily, and Uncle Nine was also a little dissatisfied in his heart.

He couldn't even see such a simple thing, and these two apprentices had been with him for almost ten years.

It's not nice to say.

In ten years, even a pig will follow him, and it should have become a sperm a long time ago.

But Wencai and Qiusheng are still like this!

It's just, hopeless!

But it's okay......

With Su Chen here, their vein is not hopeless.

"Let's take a look at the corpse of Old Lady Ren first......"

During the day, Uncle Nine deduced from Su Chen's mouth that Mr. Feng Shui must have done something to the corpse, and at this moment he was more and more sure of this guess.

"Come, open the coffin."

"Wow-"

The heavy coffin board was pushed open, and Wen Cai immediately screamed.

Under the moonlight, the old lady Ren's thin face looked particularly gloomy, as if it had been coated with a layer of white frost.

The most important thing was the palms of the hands, the nails were several feet long, and they were glowing with a dark light, like gold and iron!

"Cover it!"

Seeing this scene, Uncle Jiu's face was grim, and he said in a deep voice: "Prepare paper, pen, ink, and swords." ”

"What is it?"

Hearing this, Qiusheng and Wencai were stunned and turned their heads to look at Uncle Jiu.

"You two, you're so angry with me!"

Seeing this, the latter knocked on the heads of the two of them with some hatred, and sighed: "Ah Chen, you come!" ”

"Yes, Master."

Glancing at Qiusheng and Wencai helplessly, Su Chen opened his mouth and said quietly: "The so-called paper, pen and ink swords are yellow paper, red pens, black ink, kitchen knives, and wooden swords...... These are all essential things for the disciples of this sect when they do things, and they are indispensable! ”

Not to mention Uncle Jiu, even Su Chen didn't know how to evaluate these two cheap senior brothers.

I've never eaten pork, and I've seen a pig run, right?

Uncle Nine helps the villagers on weekdays, subdues demons everywhere, and opens the altar, not ten times, but nine times, right?

With a little snack, it's not too hard to jot down these things......

Not to mention.

When Uncle Nine taught the Maoshan Technique, he didn't hide his secrets at all, even Su Chen, who had only been cultivating for a few days, knew these necessary things.

Are these two people pretending to be Yoneda Gong in their heads?

Su Chen really wanted to say to Wencai and Qiusheng that if they don't use their brains, they can be donated to people in need.

But looking at Uncle Jiu's face, he still didn't speak.

After all, Uncle Nine is not thin on him, and all kinds of cultivation knowledge are almost taught to him, so he has to take into account the other party's face.

"Don't hurry up and prepare!"

With Uncle Jiu's words, everyone began to prepare various materials for doing things.

When everything is ready, the altar is opened.

I saw that Uncle Jiu's expression was solemn, his mouth was full of words, and he walked in a peculiar direction with the Big Dipper under his feet.

Then he picked up the rooster in one hand, and with a swipe of the kitchen knife in his hand, he cut through the chicken's neck.

"Poof—"

Blood splattered and fell into the porcelain bowl that had been prepared on the table.

After doing all this, he saw Uncle Jiu's palms, his hands formed a magic seal, and pointed into a sword, inserted it into a bowl full of glutinous rice on the side, and stirred.

Subsequently, Uncle Jiu's finger also had an extra grain of glutinous rice.

"Drink!"

I saw the glutinous rice lightly touched on the candle flame, and suddenly a flame more than a foot high burst out, and was thrown into a bowl full of chicken blood by Uncle Jiu.

"Boom ——!"

With a soft sound.

The whole bowl was devoid of any combustibles, and suddenly a flame several feet long burst out!

Then, I saw Uncle Nine pour the ink into the bowl, pick up the gossip mirror on the side, buckle the whole bowl, flip it a few times in mid-air, and recite a few unknown spells.

"Whoa!"

A steady stream of black ink flowed down the gap into the fountain below.

"You two, go, flick the ink line on the coffin."

Seeing that the ink mixed with chicken blood gradually soaked the entire ink line, Uncle Nine took the ink fountain, handed it to Wen Cai, and instructed the two: "The whole coffin must be bounced on the line." ”

"Got it, Master."

The two nodded hurriedly and responded.

Then, Uncle Nine paced to the ancestral tablet, lit three long incense sticks, and sighed.

"People are divided into good people and bad people, and corpses are divided into zombies and dead corpses......"

Before Uncle Jiu finished speaking, Wen Cai, who was playing the ink line on the coffin on the side, interjected: "People are not only divided into good people and bad people, but also men and women!" ”

provoked Uncle Jiu's dissatisfied eyes, and scolded: "Master speaks, what are you talking about!" ”

"Master......"

Seeing this situation, Su Chen said thoughtfully: "That old lady Ren looked like just now, I'm afraid he is about to turn into a zombie, right?" ”

"That's right."

Uncle Nine nodded, his eyes full of complexity.

It is the duty of a cultivator to subdue demons and eliminate demons......

But if you rashly dispose of Old Lady Ren's body like this, you will not only be blamed by the Ren family, but also ruin your reputation!

"That'...... Why did the old lady turn into a zombie? ”

Qiusheng said curiously.

"The reason why a corpse becomes a zombie is because it has an extra breath!"

"One breath?"

"Master, what do you mean?"

"Before a person dies, he gets angry, holds his breath, and sulks, but after he dies, he has a breath that gathers in his throat, and his breath does not dissipate, and his soul does not leave his body...... Not only are corpses difficult to transform, but if you add years to them, they are buried in the underworld, and at certain times, they are likely to turn into zombies! ”

Uncle Nine said slowly.

The candle flame was faint, reflecting on his face, with an indescribable solemnity.

"Compared to ordinary ghosts, zombies are fierce and extraordinary."

"And the most terrifying thing is that the zombies that have just woken up, usually the first thing they want to bite is their loved ones!"

"Ahh

Wen Cai was taken aback and said nervously: "Isn't that Miss Ren going to be in danger?" ”

"yes."

glanced at his apprentice angrily, and Uncle Nine nodded, looking like he wanted to say something.

When he was in the coffee shop before, Master Ren was quite optimistic about Su Chen, and seemed to intend to marry Ren Tingting to him, and he also specifically inquired about Su Chen's birthday from Uncle Jiu.

As for the literary talent.

Well...... It would be nice to be able to get a wife before the age of thirty.