Chapter 49 The Altar Opening Practice

Generally speaking, a cultivator with a little conscience would not do such a thing that would completely lose his conscience and even damage his own yin virtue.

And Uncle Nine didn't think about this place at all in the previous days, so he ignored a lot of details.

After Ye Chen's reminder, he frowned and said: "This is to raise a zombie in the pattern of 'dragonfly point***, and then use the blood of relatives to enhance the strength of this zombie, which can evolve a flying zombie in the shortest possible time...... What a sin! ”

In the end, there was already anger......

Obviously, this masked feng shui gentleman, such a careless act of disregarding human life has deeply angered Uncle Jiu.

"Uncle Nine, can this tomb still be used?"

Just when the two brothers were discussing what Mr. Feng Shui had done, Master Ren also stopped his grief and spoke.

Looking at the old lady Ren in the coffin, Uncle Nine frowned, shook his head and said: "Dragonfly points to water, little by little, it will definitely not be in the same position, this hole has been wasted!" ”

"So what to do?"

"I propose...... Cremation in place! ”

"Cremation? No way! ”

Master Ren shook his head and said with a resolute expression: "What my father was most afraid of when he was alive was fire, and I can't do this." ”

Afterwards......

No matter how Uncle Nine persuaded him, Master Ren did not agree to cremation, and his attitude was resolute to the extreme, with an expression that if you were cremated, I would make you look good.

"Hey."

Uncle Nine frowned, and his face was a little ugly.

He also knows that many people are against cremation.

What's more, now Master Ren is still his employer, and everything can only be done according to the other party's wishes.

As for Ye Chen, he also rolled his eyes angrily, and silently sentenced Master Ren to death in his heart......

Those who should be persuaded have been persuaded, but some people want to run into the ghost gate.

Can he still stop people?

There is a good saying, it is especially acceptable to be guilty of sin, but you cannot live for your own evil!

Originally, Master Ren took it by skill, and bought this piece of feng shui treasure from the hands of Mr. Feng Shui, so that he buried such a bane, and now he is even more stubborn, and he is really asking for his own death.

And Uncle Nine was also made out of temper by Master Ren's stubbornness.

"Hey...... Since this is the case, let's first store the body of the old lady Ren in our Yizhuang for the time being, and wait until tomorrow, I will find other cemeteries for the old lady, so that he can rest in peace as soon as possible. ”

"Okay, cover the coffin lid and carry it to Yizhuang."

As soon as the words fell, Master Ren's nephew, Ah Wei, immediately commanded a group of servants to close the coffin.

Seeing this scene, Master Ren also took his daughter and left the top of the mountain.

Seeing that everyone was leaving, Uncle Nine also sighed slightly, turned his head to look at Wencai and Qiusheng, and instructed: "You two, remember to light a plum blossom incense array before this tomb, and remember to come back and tell me after burning." ”

As he spoke, he seemed to remember something, and advised: "Remember, every grave must be incense!" ”

"Yes, Master."

As for Ye Chen, he followed Uncle Jiu back to Yizhuang to see if he could find a way to crack it, and it was best to follow the clues to find this feng shui gentleman......

Since the other party said that it will be twenty years, then he will definitely calculate the time, return to Renjia Town, and take in the zombies raised here.

…………

"Oh no, Master!"

saw Wencai and Qiusheng, and the two of them 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 uglier, 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 like this...... If this incense comes out of the house, someone must be mourned! ”

"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.

I can't even see such a simple thing, these two apprentices have been with him for almost ten years, it's just ...... There is no cure!

But fortunately, with Ye Chen's innate Dao body, their vein is not completely hopeless.

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

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

"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 gloomy.

The most important thing was the palms of the hands, the nails were several feet long, and they were glowing with a dark glow.

"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: "Senior brother, you come here!" ”

"Okay."

After taking a deep look at Qiusheng and Wencai, Ye 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 the ninth uncle, even Ye Chen didn't know how to evaluate these two cheap nephews.

I've never eaten pork, but I've seen pigs run.

Uncle Nine helps the villagers on weekdays, subdues demons everywhere, and opens the altar, not ten times, but nine times, it's a person who has already written it down......

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

At this moment, Ye Chen really wanted to say a word to the two of them, if you don't use your brain, you can donate it 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 the practice, and when everything was ready, they began to open the altar.

I saw that Uncle Jiu's expression was solemn, his mouth was full of words, and he stepped on the Big Dipper under his feet, walking in a peculiar rhythm.

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!