Soon, the coffin was hung up by the shelf, and after evasion, Uncle Nine said in a deep voice, "Open the coffin!" ”

The nails were unsealed, and then at the moment when the coffin lid was opened, Yang Yi and Uncle Jiu both noticed an extremely strong yin qi mixed with resentment rushing into the sky, but these two qi qi could not be seen by the naked eye at all.

"Daddy... Grandpa..."

Master Ren pulled his daughter to her knees and pretended to cry.

Yang Yi and Uncle Nine glanced at each other, Uncle Nine saw surprise from Yang Yi's eyes, and Yang Yi saw horror from Uncle Jiu's eyes.

Because both of them felt that the powerful and strong yin qi in the old lady's body was stimulated by the yang energy carried by the sun, and they were rapidly waking up.

"Uncle Nine, can this tomb still be used?" Master Ren, who got up from the ground, said to Uncle Jiu, he felt that since Uncle Jiu could see the problem of this tomb at a glance, and this tomb was also an excellent mansion, could he be reburied after dealing with it.

"It is impossible for dragonflies to point at the same location, and the feng shui pattern here has changed when the coffin is opened. It's useless," Uncle Nine said in a deep voice, but his attention was obviously not on whether he could use it in the tomb.

"Master Ren listened to my advice, Shen is now the most yang, hurry up and cremate Ling Zun" Uncle Jiu said, he was not sure whether the old lady would become a zombie, it would not be okay, once he became a zombie, with the amazing vitality in his body, he could evolve into a terrifying existence in extreme time.

"At that time, there will be no other way to surrender except to use the small innate gossip array, but the small innate bagua array is his own killer weapon, every time he uses it, the aura and power will be weakened a lot" Uncle Nine was also helpless in his heart, if it weren't for the fact that Master Ren gave a very large amount of honorarium, enough to customize a set of robes for his precious apprentice, Uncle Nine would want to leave with his hands.

Regarding money, Yang Yi gave Uncle Nine twice, but Uncle Nine sternly refused.

"No, what my father was most afraid of before his death was fire, no matter what, he just couldn't be cremated" Master Ren decisively refused, he didn't want to fall into a bad name.

"In that case... Then carry it back to Yizhuang first, I'm going to find a good hole these days" Uncle Nine said, first carry the coffin back to Yizhuang to suppress grievances, and when you find a good hole, you will quickly bury it, and resolve your grievances with anger.

"Come on, carry the old lady to Yizhuang" In order to increase some sense of existence, Ah Wei, who showed a handful in front of Ren Tingting, waved his hand.

"Xiaoyi, let's go, Wencai Qiusheng, you two light a plum blossom incense array in the tomb, come back and tell me what it will burn, remember that every grave must be incense," Uncle Jiu explained.

Along the way, Uncle Nine didn't say a word and his face was heavy, and Yang Yi didn't speak, and continued to practice the talisman in his heart.

As the saying goes, it's easy to go up the mountain, and it's already late at night when you return to Yizhuang.

And after taking the incense burned into two short and one long in Qiusheng's hand, his face was even more gloomy as water.

Yang Yi didn't have any curiosity when he knew what was going on, so he stood there quietly and continued to practice the talisman.

"Master, how many times have you turned, I'm dazzled," Qiusheng said as he yawned.

"Hey... People are most afraid of three fields and two short, and incense is the most taboo of two short and one long, but it is burned like this" Uncle Nine stared at the sandalwood in his hand, and his face was slightly strange.

"Is it Master Ren's house?" Wen Cai subconsciously answered.

"Is this it?" Uncle Nine scolded angrily, this sentence of culture is actually nothing, if Yang Yi asks Uncle Jiu, he will definitely answer in a good voice, and liking Yang Yi is secondary, mainly because the literary talent is too uncompetitive, people are stupid and not terrible, and laziness is annoying.

Many times, Uncle Nine is not temperamental or unpleasant to look at Wencai Qiusheng, but hates iron and steel, and one of the two apprentices is too lazy and the other is too playful.

Thinking that Uncle Nine glanced at Yang Yi, who was contemplative, his eyes showed a look of relief, fortunately there was a good apprentice, otherwise he would die and inherit the mantle.

"Will the old man's daughter be okay?" Qiusheng said suddenly, and glanced at Yang Yi as he spoke, who doesn't love beautiful women, and Yang Yi doesn't seem to like Ren Tingting, so he won't have a chance?

"Well, anger will follow the bloodline to bless the descendants, and it will also follow the bloodline guidance to bring bad luck," Uncle Nine nodded.

"Master, you have to think of a way, Tingting is so beautiful, what a pity it would be if she died young" Qiusheng hurriedly ran to the coffin and stopped in front of the contemplative Uncle Jiu.

"I've already thought of a way, otherwise why carry the coffin back," Uncle Nine said angrily.

"Is there something wrong with this coffin?" Wen Cai stretched his head over and wondered.

"The coffin is fine, it's the dead who have the problem," Uncle Nine said in a deep voice.

"yes, it hasn't rotted in twenty years" Qiusheng looked suspicious, although he had never seen a wild zombie, but he knew that it was unusual.

Glancing at Wen Cai, the two opened the lid of the coffin, and the yin qi instantly spread in the morgue, and the candle flame also dimmed in an instant.

"Wow, the corpse is blessed" Seeing that Master Ren was supported by some of his vitality, Qiu Sheng said subconsciously.

Uncle Jiu, who originally wanted to stop but was a step too late, stiffened, looked at the old lady's sharp nails with condensed resentment, and hurriedly said, "Cover it quickly."

"Master, paper, pen, ink, sword" Yang Yi put the things on the altar, and Yang Yi took these things just now when Qiu Shengwen opened the coffin lid.

Looking at Uncle Jiu's approach, he condensed the yang energy in the blood of the rooster that was already full of yang energy with the Dao method, and immersed it in the ink fountain.

"Master, where are you talking" Qiusheng said curiously, for the role of the ink bucket, he had followed Uncle Jiu to the neighboring village to do the law, and he still knew the effect.

"Bounce on the coffin," Uncle Nine said in a deep voice.

At the same time, Yang Yi, who had never spoken from beginning to end, suddenly spoke, "Master, I remember that you said before that the acupoint taken by the Ren family used some threatening means."

"Not bad" Uncle Nine nodded, not knowing what Yang Yiyang said.

"From the perspective of feng shui, the tomb was secretly handed, and the old lady who was about to turn into a zombie is estimated to be the means of Mr. Feng Shui, who deliberately used corpse training to refine the old lady into a zombie twenty years ago."

"Twenty years later, it is not benevolent to let the Ren family dig up the old lady Ren, but to kill them all and dig out the old lady Ren who has become a human zombie"

"Mr. Feng Shui knows that the old lady is afraid of fire, and he also knows that Ren Fa will not agree to cremation, maybe this is what Mr. Feng Shui explained back then, if the master is a mage with real skills to preside over the funeral, when he sees that the old lady is going to become a zombie, the natural activation will be prevented, and if it is a deceitful fake Taoist, he can't see it."

"When the zombies wake up, whether it is guided by the bloodline, or follow the instinct to become stronger, they will be the first to suck the blood of all the descendants of the Ren family's bloodline, so as to kill people without leaving a trace!" Yang Yi said indifferently, based on the guesses when he first watched the movie, coupled with the evidence he had collected from his own experience, it showed that this was a premeditated action.

"Yes, this is one of the points that worry about the teacher, you can guess that it is precious in front of you based on some clues" Uncle Jiu said approvingly, and as he spoke, he subconsciously glanced at Qiusheng Wencai, whose eyes were wandering, and suddenly became angry.

Hearing Uncle Jiu's words, Yang Yi whispered again, "One thing that the master is worried about is about Mr. Feng Shui."