Chapter 114: Untitled

The two of them quarreled for a while before continuing their respective work.

Qiusheng relied on his memory to insert the plum blossom fragrance array. Huo Ran remembered Uncle Jiu's instructions before leaving, asking for a pillar of incense on every grave.

Qiusheng looked up and counted the graves scattered around him, frowned, and distributed them one by one.

After a long time, Qiusheng took the only three sticks of incense left in his hand, glanced left and right, and then came to the nearest grave, and said to himself: "It's cheap for you!" ”

While speaking, Qiusheng inserted three sticks of incense into the incense burner in front of the tombstone, and looked upward: Zhang Xiaoyu was nineteen years old.

Qiusheng continued to look up, and when he saw a photo of a young and beautiful woman, he immediately felt sorry and sighed in a low voice: "It's a pity to die at such a young age!" After saying that, he didn't care, turned around and was about to leave.

Qiusheng had just taken three steps, and suddenly a faint female voice came from behind him: "Thank you!" ”

Qiusheng immediately shook his head and hurriedly turned around to check. But there was nothing behind him except Zhang Xiaoyu's grave. Qiusheng only thought that he was hallucinating, shook his head, and turned around to leave.

Unexpectedly, the female voice suddenly appeared again, and said quietly: "Thank you." ”

Qiusheng's complexion changed dramatically in an instant, he looked left and right tremblingly, immediately smeared oil under his feet, and hurriedly ran towards Wencai with a frightened face.

At this time, Wen Cai was holding three sticks of incense in his hand, and he also walked towards Qiusheng. However, one incense stick in Wen Cai's hand had been burned out, and the other two had only burned a little before they were extinguished.

Wen Cai saw Qiusheng coming, held up three sticks of incense in front of Qiusheng, and muttered dissatisfiedly: "Qiusheng, how did you burn incense." Why only one was ordered, and the other two were not. ”

Qiusheng absentmindedly glanced at the three incense sticks, and there was a little tremor in his voice: "Wencai, there is something wrong here, let's quickly take it back and show it to the master." After speaking, he pulled Wencai and fled.

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"Uncle Nine, what are you doing with these things?" Ma Lin looked at the kitchen knife, ink fountain, rune paper, glutinous rice, chicken blood and wooden sword in front of him, and his face was a little puzzled.

Uncle Jiu's attitude towards Ma Lin and his attitude towards Qiusheng are a little different, aside from Ma Lin's ability to study from the north, just talk about Ma Lin's qualifications and abilities. Uncle Nine will always be a little more patient in the same matter than he is with Wencai.

Uncle Nine didn't answer Ma Lin's question directly, but lifted the lid of Old Lady Ren's coffin. Ma Lin took a look inside, and suddenly exclaimed: "Uncle Jiu, why did he grow black hair?" ”

Uncle Nine nodded solemnly: "The zombies are divided into five levels: corpses, black zombies, hair zombies, jumping zombies and flying zombies, you should know this." ”

Ma Lin nodded, of course he knew these basics.

Uncle Nine was a little puzzled at this time: "It's strange to say, it stands to reason that this old lady has only been dead for twenty years, and even if he becomes a zombie, he should be a walking corpse, at most he is a black zombie." But looking at the posture of the old lady now, it is obvious that she is about to pass the stage of black stiffness, and she may step into the ranks of hairy stiffness at any time. If it really becomes stiff, at that time, even if we can subdue him, I'm afraid the price will be unbearable. ”

After Uncle Nine finished speaking, Ma Lin had points in his heart. Ma Lin helped Uncle Nine cover the coffin, and asked, "Uncle Nine, you are afraid that Old Lady Ren will be corpse tonight, so you want to make some preparations now to trap him in advance." ”

Uncle Nine nodded with a straight face, didn't say anything more, and buried himself again.

In a short time, Uncle Nine had drawn dozens of rune seals, but these rune seals were obviously different from those that Ma Lin had seen before.

According to what he has seen and heard in the past few days, Ma Lin has roughly learned that the Maoshan rune seal can be roughly divided into five levels: gold, silver, purple, blue and yellow, of which the yellow rune is the lowest and the gold rune is the highest. According to Ma Lin's current level of mana and drawing talismans, he can only draw yellow talismans for the time being. High-level runes like the Blue Fu and the Purple Fu can only be drawn by masters like Uncle Jiu and Wan Shuzi.

And the dozens of blue talismans in front of him are the first time Ma Lin has seen the real thing.

Uncle Nine stopped the talisman pen, looked at it for a while, and then handed these talismans into Ma Lin's hands, and said with a serious face: "Ma Lin, the method of arranging the talisman array is explained in the Maoshan Small Rune Seal Technique, you now paste these talismans one by one according to the sleepy word array, pay attention, don't put them in the wrong position." ”

Ma Lin nodded heavily, took the talisman seal with both hands, turned around and began to place it in accordance with the direction.

Uncle Nine was a little uneasy at first, but after looking at it for a while, he saw that Ma Lin was in good order, so he nodded with a soothing face, and lowered his head to prepare some kind of liquid.

A few minutes later, by the time Ma Lin had set up the talisman array, Uncle Jiu's liquid had basically been prepared. Ma Lin walked quickly to Uncle Jiu's side, and saw Uncle Nine dumping the liquid into the ink fountain.

When Uncle Nine saw Ma Lin coming back, he first looked around, and when he saw that the direction was right, he praised it rarely: "It's very good." ”

Ma Lin scratched his head, looking very useful.

Uncle Nine shook the ink fountain and shook it, then pulled out the thread and handed it to Ma Lin: "Will it be used?" ”

Ma Lin hesitated: "I can use it, but I can use it, but ......"

"Bounce the coffin!" Uncle Nine was concise and to the point.

Ma Lin was confused, and muttered in a low voice: "Bullet coffin? ”

Uncle Nine didn't explain much, but walked quickly to the coffin, handed the section with the ring to Ma Lin, and said, "Like me." ”

I saw Uncle Nine stick the liquid cotton thread on the coffin, and then lifted it a little with his other hand, and suddenly let go, and the cotton thread left a black and red mark on the coffin.

"Do you know how?" Uncle Nine looked at Ma Lin and asked.

Ma Lin nodded: "Got it!" ”

The two of them flicked the coffin up and down, and the whole coffin looked like a dense net.

After another half an hour, Wen Caiqiusheng came back in a panic.

Uncle Nine took the incense stick, his face was not very good-looking, and he muttered to himself: "It doesn't make sense, how can it be burned like this!" ”

Wen Cai scratched his sister's head and asked suspiciously: "Master, what will happen if the incense is burned like this!" ”

Uncle Nine didn't look up, as if he was talking to himself, and as if he was telling Wencai: "People are most afraid of three long and two short, and burning incense is most afraid of two short and one long." If incense burns like this, someone in the family will mourn! ”

Wen Cai said "oh": "It's okay, it's okay, it's just that someone is mourning!" ”

At this time, Qiusheng suddenly gave Wen Cai a violent shudder: "What's good, what if it's Tingting!" ”

Wen Cai reacted at this time, and faced Qiusheng with a sad face: "Don't be Tingting, if it's really Tingting, I won't have a daughter-in-law!" ”

Qiusheng looked unhappy: "What is your daughter-in-law, that's my daughter-in-law......"

"I'm a senior brother, you are not allowed to fight with me!" Wen Cai's hair trembled.

Qiusheng suddenly hugged Wencai's shoulders: "Let's play fair!" ”

Unexpectedly, Uncle Nine suddenly appeared in the back, and a rattan whip hit Qiusheng's buttocks, and Qiusheng jumped up with a "wow".

Wencai Qiusheng saw that Uncle Jiu still wanted to fight, how could he care about competing for Ren Tingting, so he hurriedly smeared oil on the soles of his feet and ran away without a trace.

Uncle Nine chased to the door, saw that the two were gone, shook his head, and returned to the house.

In fact, Ma Lin's sense of Ren Tingting only stays in this girl, which is quite good-looking, and she is also very fashionable and temperamental. As for Xiang Qiusheng and Wencai's fanatical liking, Ma Lin can't talk about it for the time being.

"Uncle Nine, what are we going to do next?" Ma Lin saw Uncle Nine coming back and asked.

"I've done everything I can, I just hope nothing happens tonight. Tomorrow, it is best to find a good acupuncture point and bury it directly. Uncle Jiu's face was stereotyped and said lightly.

Ma Lin saw that he had nothing to do, so he offered to leave: "Ninth Uncle, if there is nothing to do, I will go down first, I haven't cultivated today!" ”

Uncle Nine nodded lightly: "You go down, don't cultivate too late, the combination of work and rest is the right way!" ”

"Got it, Uncle Nine!"