"Okay, cover the coffin and carry it back to Yizhuang." Ah Wei shouted.

"Master Ren, please go back first." Uncle Nine said to Ren Fa.

"Well, this matter will trouble Uncle Nine." Ren Fa responded politely, and together with his daughter Tingting, he sat on the petite and left.

Seeing that Ren Fa was gone, Uncle Nine sighed:

"Hey, since ancient times, zombies have come out of the treasure cave of Feng Shui."

Qiusheng said suspiciously:

"Master, why is that? Isn't Feng Shui treasure points generally for the sake of future generations? How so. ”

"Yes, yes." Wencai was also puzzled for a while.

Uncle Nine straightened his clothes and said:

"Feng Shui treasure cave, there are many requirements for burial, a little wrong, it will make the treasure cave into a murder hole, this is still secondary, as long as it is handled well, there will be no problem. But no matter what the dynasty, there will be wars, tomb robberies, flash floods and earthquakes, etc., which will cause problems in the tombs. Once something goes wrong, you don't know how many people die. So, ah, it's best to be buried in an ordinary place when you're dead. ”

"You two, around the tomb, burn a plum blossom array, what kind of burning, remember to come back and tell me, and remember to burn incense at every grave." After lamenting the risk of the treasure cave, Uncle Nine commanded the two.

After Uncle Nine left, Qiusheng and Wencai put on incense together, while Su Yi looked for Dong Xiaoyu's grave in the original book.

Su Yi came to Dong Xiaoyu's grave and glanced at the photo curiously, the photo was very beautiful, and it was no different from the original book.

"It's a shame to die at such a young age." After Su Yi sighed, he gave her a stick of incense.

"Thank you."

"Huh?"

Su Yi was stunned for a moment, waved his hand indifferently and said:

"You're welcome."

In the evening, Yizhuang.

"This thing is troublesome, I should have persuaded Master Ren to cremate if I knew it." Uncle Nine sighed with the incense that Qiusheng and Wencai brought back.

"Master, what's wrong, is there any problem?" Qiusheng asked suspiciously.

"Yes, master, is there any problem?" Wencai was also puzzled.

"Humph! Have you forgotten what you usually taught? Uncle Jiu's eyes widened, and he scolded coldly, and then sighed and said:

"People are most afraid of three long and two short, and incense is the most taboo of two short and one long. But it can be fired like this. If this incense comes out of the house, there must be someone mourning. ”

"Is something going to happen to the Ren family?" Wencai once again exerted his ability to die when his IQ was not online.

"Is this it?" Uncle Nine glared at Wen Cai and snorted coldly.

Wen Cai shrank his head:

"Is there something wrong with the coffin?" Brainlessly asked, and pushed the coffin open.

"Wow! Fortune? Wen Cai said.

Hearing this, Uncle Nine stepped forward to take a look, and then ordered:

"Quickly cover it, and prepare the paper, pen, ink, and sword."

"What?" Wen Cai looked at Uncle Nine suspiciously.

"Got it, master." Su Yi answered, and didn't bother to explain to Wen Cai, so he pulled him away.

After a while, Su Yi took Wencai and said to Uncle Jiu with a bag of things:

"That's it, master."

Uncle Nine didn't answer after taking it, and turned around to do it.

In the blink of an eye, the chicken blood and ink were mixed into the ink fountain.

"Play every corner, don't miss it! I'll go take a shower and tell me when it's ready. Uncle Nine handed the ink bucket to Qiusheng and commanded.

"Yes, master."

"Yes, master."

Wencai and the others took the ink fountain and bounced it without saying anything, while Su Yi watched from the sidelines.

"Xiao Yi, what do you mean by what the master said just now?"

"What do you mean?" Su Yi looked at Wen Cai in confusion.

"Even if this incense comes out of the house, someone must be mourning." Wen Cai said.

"Oh, you say this, this means that as long as the surname Ren is in the Ren Mansion, something may happen." Su Yi said.

"What about Tingting?" Wen Cai was in a hurry.

Su Yi looked at Wen Cai speechlessly and said:

"Don't worry, the master has his measure."

"It's played, you can see where it hasn't been played." The last flick was good, and Wen Cai threw the ink fountain line.

remembered that in the original book, there was no bullet under the coffin, and Su Yi didn't remind him, because he had already set his sights on the zombie at this time.

Su Yi learned alchemy and hasn't been able to try it yet, at this time, there is Old Lady Ren, who has some zombies that are more bullish, just right, to try his alchemy.

Anyway, Su Yi is not afraid of that old lady.

In the original book, the zombie can compete with Uncle Nine, that is to say, at most, it is only the foundation building period, and it cannot be the Jindan period, otherwise, Uncle Nine and others would have been bitten to death by zombies.

After all, there is a big difference between the two, and the gap between the two is simply like a chasm.

At this time, after taking a bath, Uncle Nine asked while tidying up his clothes:

"Played all right? Nothing missing, right? ”

"Nope."

"Nope."

Wen Cai and the others replied.

"Alright, let's go to bed first! I'll talk to Master Ren tomorrow. Alas! Uncle Nine looked at the coffin and shook his head and said.

At midnight.

At this time, the lid of the coffin of the old lady Ren was slowly lifted, and I saw a hand full of nails sticking out of the coffin.

No, Uncle Nine had the foresight to let the two of them play the ink fountain line around the coffin.

The old lady Ren moved his hand, accidentally touched the ink fountain line, and retracted his hand in pain, and the coffin lid fell down again with a bang.

Hearing the sound, Uncle Nine turned over, picked up the oil lamp and came to Wencai's room, looking at the coffin. When I look carefully at the time of inspection.

With a bang, Wen Cai kicked the quilt on the chair again.

Seeing this, Uncle Nine shook his head and sighed:

"Sleeping like a dead pig, this kind of person is the most suitable for watching Yizhuang."

After finishing speaking, he helped Wencai tidy up the quilt and went back to the room.

Not long after Uncle Jiu left, a man wrapped in a black scarf came in to take a look, and then, cautiously, came to the coffin.

Immediately afterwards, he directly opened the lid of the coffin, and then, like a gust of wind, his hand pasted a corpse talisman on the forehead of the old lady Ren.

Then, he picked up the corpse and walked like a fly, and soon disappeared into the night.

This man in black is Su Yi, he is ready to use the zombies in the coffin to try his alchemy at this time.

This matter, no matter what, can't let Uncle Jiu's old antique know.

And you can't let anyone else know.

Because, Master Ren is a filial son, if he knew that his father was turned into a zombie by Su Yi, he would definitely not let go.

Although Su Yi didn't care, if he didn't want to kill this time, he would have to keep people from finding out.

"It's really stinky, if I didn't want Uncle Nine to know that the zombies were stolen, I would have planned to carry the coffin and run away." Su Yi thought.

With Su Yi's strength at this time, carrying a corpse is almost like empty-handed, and it is effortless at all.

It didn't take long for Su Yi to come to a cave, and then, he put down the corpse of Old Lady Ren, and was ready to try his alchemy.

(End of chapter)