Uncle Jiu handed over Wencai and Qiusheng and instructed: "You two light a plum blossom incense array on the tomb, and come back to tell me what it will burn." ”

Wu Qizhe was curious: "Why do you want to burn incense?" Is there anything special about this? ”

Wencai and Qiusheng, who were about to leave, also pricked up their ears curiously when they heard Wu Qizhe ask.

Regarding Wu Qizhe's sensitive and studious attitude, Uncle Nine nodded with satisfaction: "The coffin was unearthed, disturbing the Quartet, and a stick of incense was lit in front of Master Ren's grave and the surrounding graves, and the good luck and evil can be judged by the burning of incense." ”

Seeing that Wu Qizhe and the two apprentices all looked like this, eye-opening, Uncle Nine suddenly felt satisfied.

"Okay, let's talk about it here today, you guys will go up the hill early after the incense." As he spoke, he instructed the two apprentices: "Remember, every grave must be incense!" After speaking, Uncle Nine went down the mountain, and when he wanted to accept Wu Qizhe as an apprentice, he was not in a hurry, and the other party's character also needed to be studied.

"Since they're all stayed, let's do us a favor." After speaking, Qiusheng gave a part of the incense in his hand to Wu Qizhe.

The three of them went separately to incense the surrounding graves.

Qiusheng bent down to incense the graves, and soon there was only one grave left on his side.

Qiusheng looked left and right, and when he saw that there was no one, he began to untie his belt, and he couldn't help it.

Shhhhh

After a busy afternoon, the master really treats his apprentice as an animal!

Unbuttoned his pants, took out the artifact, and Qiusheng was facing the tombstone, and began to drip.

"Hmph, what are you doing?"

Caught off guard, a voice suddenly came, and Qiu Sheng was so frightened that half of the liquid that had just been released was stifled back.

Looking around, there is no one.

Wow, bumper hit!

took a step back, and with a snap, the family stepped directly on the ground that had just been wet.

Go, guess the pee, don't be so unlucky.

Qiusheng turned his head and didn't take two steps before he directly bumped into Wu Qizhe who was walking towards him.

The corners of Wu Qizhe's mouth twitched: "What are you doing Qiusheng, panicking." ”

"No, nothing." As he spoke, he stuffed the remaining incense in his hand directly to Wu Qizhe: "These are all for you, remember to light them all!" ”

After speaking, he didn't wait for Wu Qizhe to react, and fled directly.

Wu Qizhe looked at the tombstone in front of him, although he didn't have any yin and yang eyes, and he couldn't see the reason, but in these dog days, there was a chill around.

Qiusheng is really ignorant and fearless when he does things!

There were only two graves left, Wu Qizhe inserted a small part of the statue in one of them, looked at the grave with water traces next to it, and did not look closely at the remains on it: "These are all for you, don't blame him, he is not a bad person, and he didn't mean to do this." ”

After putting on the incense, Wu Qizhe clapped his hands and turned to leave.

"Thank you."

A melodious female voice came from behind her.

"No thanks." Wu Qizhe didn't turn around, raised his arm and waved behind him.

“......”

said so, but Wu Qizhe couldn't help but speed up his pace.

......

Yizhuang.

"Master, look at this incense!"

Qiusheng and Wencai, who hurriedly rushed back to Yizhuang from the mountain, took the burned incense and handed it to the ninth uncle who was offering incense to the ancestral master.

Holding the incense in his hand, the length was different, one was long, two were short, and Uncle Jiu's face changed.

"People are most afraid of three long and two short, and incense is the most taboo of two short and one long. It's just burned like this! ”

Looking at the incense in his hand, Uncle Nine sighed.

Wencai was about to eat the tribute on the desk, and was glared at by Uncle Nine.

Uncle Nine continued: "If this incense comes out of the house, someone must be mourning. ”

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

Uncle Nine glared at Wen Cai: "Could it be here!" ”

After speaking, he put his hands behind his back and walked around to the coffin.

"It's none of my business, I don't have to worry about it." Wen Cai, who was about to eat the tribute, looked at Qiusheng beside him and said indifferently.

"Will the old man's daughter be okay?" Qiusheng, who put his hand in his pocket, suddenly asked.

"Oops, it's going to be difficult for the surname Ren anyway!" Wen Cai waved his hand and said.

As soon as they finished speaking, both of them were stunned.

"Tingting." Saying that, Wencai rushed over to find Uncle Jiu, but was stopped by Qiusheng.

"Hey, you're not saying it's none of your business, you don't have to worry about it." Qiusheng grabbed Wencai's shoulder and said with a smile.

"That's not what I said, if I can save my sweetheart's life, it won't be a problem to get married." Wen Cai said excitedly.

"Hey." Akisheng stretched out his voice.

"Hey." Wen Cai looked at Qiusheng.

"Fair play!"

"Okay!"

As Wen Cai agreed, the two rushed to the ninth uncle who was still staring at the coffin and meditating at the same time.

"Master, think of a way." Qiu Sheng said pleadingly.

"Yes, master." Wencai is even more anxious than Qiusheng.

"I've thought about it a long time ago, otherwise why would I ask someone to carry the coffin back." Uncle Nine hugged his arms and looked at the coffin.

"There's something wrong with this coffin?" Wen Cai was puzzled.

"The coffin is fine, it's the dead inside who has a problem." Uncle Nine walked to the other side with his hands behind his back.

"I also think something is wrong." Wen Cai looked at the coffin and said thoughtfully.

"yes, it's been twenty years, and it hasn't rotten." Qiusheng echoed.

Looking at each other, the two seemed to think of something, and at the same time walked to the other side of the coffin and pushed the lid of the coffin hard.

The lid of the coffin was pushed open, and when I looked at the corpse inside, it had changed again.

Not long ago, the corpse's face was pale and dry, but now it has begun to darken, and the skin on its face has begun to wrinkle.

"Wow, you're blessed."

When Uncle Nine heard this, he immediately put down the things in his hand, walked to the coffin, looked down, and shifted his gaze from the face of the corpse to the hands around his waist.

On the dry palms and fingertips, the nails glowing with a blue glow, I don't know when they started, have grown for a long time.

"Cover it up." Uncle Nine didn't say a word, and asked the two of them to hurry up and cover it.

"Prepare the pen and paper, ink and sword." He instructed the two apprentices who had covered the coffins.

"What?" The two looked at Uncle Nine at the same time.

Uncle Nine was depressed, he was about to be angry with the two foolish apprentices, and reminded: "Yellow paper, red pen, black ink, kitchen knife, wooden sword!" ”

"Oh." The two responded and hurried to prepare.

A few minutes later, Uncle Nine grabbed the neck of a big rooster.

"Master, use chickens again!" Wencai's face was happy.

Every time, after killing the chicken, there is chicken to eat, which is the coolest.

"Hmm." Uncle Nine glared at Wen Cai.

was glared at by the master like this, Wen Cai immediately put away his smile.

"Take it, it's a mouthful." handed the wooden sword in his hand to Wen Cai, picked up the kitchen knife and wiped it neatly on the chicken's neck. Uncle Nine aimed the bleeding place on the chicken's neck at the mouth of the bowl, so that all the blood of the rooster flowed into the bowl.

Immediately, the altar was officially opened.

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