"Master, how can you be sure that this coffin is hundreds of years old?"

Qiusheng was also interested when he heard Wen Cai say that this flame was not cold, and he stepped forward just in time to hear Uncle Jiu say about the time of this coffin, and Qiusheng's curiosity immediately came up.

"Hmph, you two guys don't even have the most basic skills, why do you ask me to accept you as disciples?"

Uncle Nine turned his head and looked at Qiu Sheng and snorted coldly, and scolded with a hatred of iron and steel, the official disciple is hanging, and the registered disciple is not yet unskilled.

"But master, if they have existed for hundreds of years, wouldn't the coffin have already rotted, why does this lieutenant's dish look relatively intact?"

Although Qiusheng was scolded by Uncle Jiu, he still raised his own questions, even if he was scolded, it stands to reason that this is indeed the case, the coffin should have rotted long ago in hundreds of years, how could it be so well preserved?

"Hehe, you don't understand this, this shows that this coffin is made of special wood, and it must have been either rich or expensive during his lifetime, and there must have been a lot of burial goods in it, right, master?"

Wen Cai smiled, walked to Qiusheng's side, raised his head to look at Uncle Jiu, looked erudite and talented, and gave Qiusheng a science popularization.

In the first half of the sentence, Uncle Nine nodded without any expression to indicate that what Wen Cai said was right, but the second half of the sentence really exposed Wen Cai's nature, and it also made Uncle Nine angry.

"The two of you are half-catty and eighty-tael things, the labor is coming, you tell them to be careful, you can't let these two lights go out, remember to put a plum blossom incense array, and incense must be applied to each grave."

Uncle Nine sighed, dodged the passage to let the laborers in, and then turned around and left, as for Qiusheng and Wencai, they were here to help these laborers, and at the same time told them not to let the two lights go out.

After seeing Uncle Nine leave, the two glanced at each other, and then acted separately, Wen Cai went to order the plum blossom incense array, and Qiusheng went to be responsible for putting a stick of incense on each grave.

The graves here are not few, there are eight out of ten, and after Qiusheng finished one by one, he saw a tomb called Dong Xiaoyu, and the inscription was engraved that he was 20 years old.

"Dead at twenty? It's a pity, it's a pity! ”

Qiusheng shook his head instantly after seeing the inscription named Dong Xiaoyu, sighed, and then inserted a stick of incense in front of the tombstone, turned around and was about to leave.

20 years old is the age of the prime, and it is a pity to die like this.

"Thank you!"

As soon as Qiu Sheng turned his head, he heard a female voice behind him thanking him, and Qiu Sheng turned around in fright, and found that there was no one, suspecting that he had misheard.

"Thank you!"

Qiusheng just turned his head, with his back to the tombstone, and once again heard these three words clearly, he was so frightened that he turned around and ran, this time Qiusheng was fully prepared, listened carefully, and found that someone was really calling him.

didn't run two steps before he bumped into Wen Cai, who was also walking this way, Wen Cai was holding two long incense sticks and a short incense stick in his hand, although the two were only named disciples, but they still understood this most basic knowledge.

The most taboo thing about incense is two short and one long, just as people are most afraid of three long and two short.

"Hey, you hit me to death, hurry up and order this incense, how can it be burned like this?"

"Go and tell the master!"

……

At this time in Yizhuang, Uncle Jiu had just commanded to place the coffin of the old lady Ren and the black giant coffin on the left and right of the bronze horn and gold coffin, and before he had time to rest, he heard the voices of Qiusheng and Wencai outside the house.

"Master, look at this incense!"

The two ran into the house, and Wen Cai handed the incense to Uncle Nine.

"People are most afraid of three long and two short, and the incense is the most taboo two short and one long, there must be people mourning when this incense comes out of the house, and there is trouble in the family!"

Uncle Nine took the three incense sticks handed over by Wencai, and also paced back and forth, and walked to the coffin of Old Lady Ren, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Master Ren's house? It's not us, it's none of our business, we don't have to worry about it. ”

Wen Cai smiled and continued to swing the things on Uncle Jiu's table, but at this time, Qiusheng asked if Ren Tingting would be okay, so he was in a hurry.

"Tingting? She is also from the Ren family, and I want to protect her! ”

Wen Cai's face turned pale after listening to Qiusheng's words, Tingting's surname is Ren, and it is indeed dangerous.

"Huh? Didn't you just say that it was none of your business and you didn't have to worry about it, why are you in such a hurry now? ”

The corners of Qiusheng's mouth curled, and he asked Wencai who was just about to come forward to ask with a smile.

"You can't say that, it won't be a problem to save your sweetheart's life and get married, master, you have to think of a way."

The two came to Uncle Jiu's side one left and one right, and at the same time wondered why Uncle Jiu kept staring at Old Lady Ren's coffin.

"I've already figured out a way, otherwise what are I going to do with the coffin?"

Uncle Nine held his shoulders with both hands, with a smug expression, it seemed that he had already made up his mind and had a countermeasure in his heart.

"Bring the coffin back? Is there something wrong with this coffin?"

Wen Cai took a closer look at the coffin and found that there was nothing strange, it was exactly the same as the ordinary wooden coffin, and it was not as valuable as the copper-horned gold coffin next to it.