"You shut my mouth for me." Lin Bufan angrily counted the two pillars, although the two pillars were not wrong, but he explained the latter words a little too ugly.

"Mr. Zhao, there is a sentence that I don't know whether to say or not." Lin Bufan walked to Uncle Zhao Ming's side and said.

"Chief Lin, if you have anything to say, please say." Uncle Zhao Ming was a little sad at the moment.

"The corpses in the eight mahogany coffins here, as well as the corpses of your ancestors in the sarcophagus, have all been transformed, it is recommended that we be cremated on the spot, otherwise ......"

"No, absolutely not." Before Lin Bufan could finish speaking, Zhao Ming's uncle interrupted Lin Bufan's proposal.

"I resolutely do not allow the cremation of my ancestor, as well as the eight brothers of my ancestor." Zhao Ming's uncle frowned and said, Uncle Zhao Ming thought in his heart that the corpse of this old ancestor would not rot for a hundred years, and it must have aura, and he was afraid that once the body of the old ancestor was cremated, it would endanger the fate and future of future generations.

"Mr. Zhao, these nine corpses have begun to mutate, if you don't cremate them now, there will be chaos tonight." Lin Bufan said cautiously to Zhao Ming's uncle.

"Daoist Lin, no matter what you say, I won't agree." After Uncle Zhao Ming said this, he turned his back to Lin Bufan, and no longer paid attention to Lin Bufan, at this time, Lin Bufan looked at Uncle Zhao Ming and shook his head helplessly.

"Master, have you seen it?" Erzhuzi looked at the nine coffins in front of him with a nervous face, and at this time, the nine coffins were bubbling with green and faint corpse gas at the same time, especially the corpse gas coming out of the sarcophagus was particularly strong.

"Erzhuzi, give me the cinnabar in the backpack and the wolf pen." Lin Bufan looked at the coffin in front of him and said with a solemn face.

"Master, here you go." The second pillar handed the cinnabar and the wolf pen on the table to Lin Bufan.

"Mr. Zhao, if you believe me, quickly let someone wipe the soil on these nine coffins, don't wipe it with water, just wipe it with a dry towel." Lin Bufan walked to Uncle Zhao Ming's side and discussed.

"This one does." Uncle Zhao Ming nodded in agreement, and then he arranged for those people brought by Zhao Ming to wipe the coffin.

When those people finished wiping the first wooden coffin, Lin Bufan hurriedly took the wolf pen and cinnabar and walked to the red wooden coffin, at this time Lin Bufan found that the lid of the first coffin was engraved with a pattern of a dragon going to sea, because the coffin lid was covered with soil before, people did not find it at all, at this time Lin Bufan was a little puzzled, why the wooden coffin should be engraved with the pattern of the dragon, now Lin Bufan can't take care of so much, Lin Bufan dipped the wolf pen with cinnabar on the coffin lid and began to draw symbols, The talisman drawn by Lin Bufan is the talisman drawn by Zhong Kui Dedao.

"Order the general to come here......" Erzhuzi muttered on the side.

"Master, I'll draw it." When Lin Bufan painted the third coffin, Lin Bufan was already sweating profusely, and the second pillar felt a little sorry for Lin Bufan when he saw Lin Bufan.

"You can't draw this, you better stand by and watch." Lin Bufan didn't speak after saying this sentence to Erzhuzi, and when Lin Bufan painted the fifth coffin, the cinnabar in Lin Bufan's hand had already been used up.

"Erzhuzi, is there still cinnabar?" Lin Bufan asked Erzhuzi.

"No, we've brought so much this time." Erzhuzi shook his head and said.

"Bring the bowl of chicken blood from the altar." Lin Bufan pointed to the altar and said to the two pillars.

"Oh." The second pillar ran to the altar and brought the chicken blood that Lin Bufan used to write the sacrifice to Lin Bufan's side, the cinnabar ran out, and Lin Bufan had to replace it with this chicken blood now.

When the eighth coffin was finished, all the chicken blood in the bowl was used up, and at this time, the clothes on Lin Bufan's body had been completely soaked with sweat, and the sweat on Lin Bufan's forehead also fell down, and now the sarcophagus has not yet been painted with the corpse charm.

"Mr. Zhao, do you have cinnabar at home?" Lin Bufan walked up to Uncle Zhao Ming and asked.

"What is cinnabar?" Uncle Zhao Ming asked suspiciously, hearing Uncle Zhao Ming say this, Lin Bufan knew that his family definitely didn't.

"In this case, can you call your nephew and ask him to bring some cinnabar back?"

"Okay." Uncle Zhao Ming nodded and said, then he took out the phone and called Zhao Ming.

"Chief Lin, I called my nephew several times, but I couldn't get through at all, maybe the signal in our mountains is not good." Zhao Ming's uncle said to Lin Bufan.

At this time, only the sarcophagus without drawing talismans was still bubbling with green and faint corpse gas, and the rest of the eight mahogany coffins were no longer bubbling with corpse gas, Lin Bufan thought that the corpses in the eight coffins should be calmed by the corpse talisman he had drawn, looking at the sarcophagus Lin Bufan's heart was up and down, Lin Bufan had to find a way to convince Zhao Ming's uncle, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Mr. Zhao, I want to discuss with you." Lin Bufan walked to Uncle Zhao Ming's side and said again.

"Chief Lin, if you tell me about cremation, I don't think there is any need for the two of us to discuss it anymore." Uncle Zhao Ming walked into the house after saying this, looking at the stubborn old Mr. Zhao, Lin Bufan didn't know what to do next, Erzhuzi was standing beside Lin Bufan and looked at Lin Bufan with a puzzled face, except for Lin Bufan, all the people here didn't know the seriousness of this matter, and it was dangerous to stay in this place for a moment longer, Lin Bufan's only thought now was to leave this place immediately, even if the 200,000 didn't make money, after all, life was more important than money, but looking at everyone here, Lin Bufan gave up the idea of leaving here again, because at this time, he remembered what his master had taught Lin Bufan, that is, the Taoist family must sacrifice themselves for others, and they can't care about those worldly eyes, as long as they have a clear conscience.

Lin Bufan walked to the side of the sarcophagus, Lin Bufan could smell a strong fishy smell, just patronized the eight coffins to draw talismans, Lin Bufan didn't notice that the lid of the sarcophagus was also engraved, the lid of the sarcophagus was not engraved with a dragon out of the sea but a dragon through the clouds, Lin Bufan didn't understand why the nine coffins were carved patterns.

At this time, the corpse qi in the sarcophagus was constantly floating from the inside out, Lin Bufan knew that the corpse inside was now in the process of corpse transformation, Lin Bufan thought to himself that even if Zhao Ming bought cinnabar and came back, it would take nearly three hours, Lin Bufan was afraid that it would be too late by then.

"Erzhuzi, go into the house and get me a bowl." Lin Bufan looked at the sarcophagus and commanded the two pillars.

"Okay master." Erzhu turned and ran towards the house.

"Here you go." Erzhu held a bowl of rice and handed it to Lin Bufan with five or six ribs and a piece of fish on it.

"I asked you to bring me an empty bowl, what are you doing here?"

"Then you didn't explain it just now, I thought you were hungry." Erzhuzi turned around and ran back to get an empty bowl for Lin Bufan. Lin Bufan took the empty bowl and walked to the altar, picked up the money sword on the table, and slashed it at his wrist, and then Lin Bufan dripped the blood flowing from his wrist into the empty bowl in front of him.

"Master, master, why can't you think about it?" Erzhu looked at Lin Bufan's wrist and shouted loudly.

"Shut up for me, you can't think about it." Lin Bufan glared at Erzhu when he said this.

Lin Bufan put about a small bowl of blood and then wiped the wound on his wrist with his left hand, and a magical scene appeared, at this time, the wound on Lin Bufan's wrist healed quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the wound on Lin Bufan's wrist was completely healed in less than a minute, and there was no scar left at all, Erzhuzi was stunned.

Because Lin Bufan is the body of a child, so Lin Bufan's blood is the most yang thing, if you compare Lin Bufan's blood with cinnabar, Lin Bufan's blood has a greater effect of suppressing evil, Lin Bufan held the bowl in his left hand, and walked to the sarcophagus with a wolf pen in his right hand and began to draw the talisman seriously, except that the bottom of the coffin was not painted by Lin Bufan, and the five sides of the coffin body leaked outside were painted with charms by Lin Bufan, when Lin Bufan finished drawing the corpse talisman, the sarcophagus also stopped emitting corpse gas, and Lin Bufan's heart also stabilized at this time.

There was still a little blood left in the bowl that Lin Bufan was holding, this blood was not easy to come by, Lin Bufan couldn't waste it in vain, Lin Bufan took out the yellow rune paper and began to draw the corpse talisman, it only took about a dozen sheets, and the blood in the bowl was used up by Lin Bufan.

"Let's go Erzhu, let's go back to the house." Lin Bufan glanced at the nine coffins, and felt that there was nothing wrong, so he walked towards the villa with the second pillar.

Although Zhao Ming's uncle was dissatisfied with Lin Bufan's cremation proposal just now, he was still very satisfied with Lin Bufan in other aspects, he treated Lin Bufan like a guest, and made tea and fruit for Lin Bufan.

"Chief Lin Dao, I planted these grapes and peaches, you can taste them." Uncle Zhao Ming brought the fruit plate to Lin Bufan and said.

"Mr. Zhao, why do you want to live in such a remote place?" Lin Bufan picked up the peach in the fruit bowl, took a bite, and then asked Zhao Ming's uncle puzzled.

"I remember since I was sensible, my grandfather stayed here, my grandfather said that this backyard is buried in our old Zhao family an ancestor a big hero, our Zhao family must protect him from generation to generation, after my grandfather left, my father replaced my grandfather to continue to guard the grave here, three years ago my father also died, and then I took over my father's place here to guard the grave, before this was a three-room tile house, the living environment was very poor, and then my son paid to build such a villa, Just so that I can live better in my old age. Uncle Zhao Ming lit a cigarette and smoked it when he said this.

"Then you're going to live here by yourself, what about your wife?" Lin Bufan then asked.

"I live here by myself, and my wife died of stomach cancer when she was in her forties." Uncle Zhao Ming was a little sad when he said this.

"Then aren't you alone in this remote ravine by yourself?" Lin Bufan chatted with Uncle Zhao Ming about family life.

"At the beginning, I was a little lonely, but after a long time, I got used to it, and now I still like this kind of life in the mountains and forests, raising pigs here, and it feels good to grow flowers, and my eldest son often comes to visit me, and he went abroad this time, otherwise he will come." Uncle Zhao Ming said with a smile.

"Bang!" First, a lightning bolt pierced the sky, and then there was a thunderclap in the backyard, Lin Bufan looked at the sky through the window, and the originally clear sky was already full of dark clouds at this time.

"Hey, it was still sunny just now, how could this be, the weather forecast says there is no rain today?" Uncle Zhao Ming looked at the sky covered with dark clouds outside and said. (To be continued.) )