Chapter 92: Lifting the Coffin

Drawing wooden talismans, the more mental power is consumed the further you go.

It is also more difficult to control, so Hu Xiaofei does not dare to be distracted.

It wasn't until the last stroke that Hu Xiaofei breathed a sigh of relief, and then sat down in a chair.

"It's still a bit reluctant, it seems that I will make wooden talismans in the future, and I will have to cultivate it to a higher level."

After absorbing all the spiritual ink, the lightning wood on the table emitted a faint blue light, and Hu Xiaofei took off the wooden talisman and took it to his hand to play with.

"Yes, it's much better than the wooden talisman I made last time, and it seems that the skill of drawing talismans is still improving."

After resting for a while, Hu Xiaofei opened the door.

Sito walked in from the outside and asked.

"Is the rune ready?"

"Of course, you don't look at who I am, it's just a wooden talisman, it's a small matter, and it's done in minutes." Hu Xiaofei took the wooden talisman and boasted triumphantly.

Sito snatched the wooden talisman and looked at it over and over again.

"Is this a wooden talisman? It looks ordinary. ”

Hu Xiaofei smiled and said proudly.

"You can tell the difference, that's the ghost, this will only be activated when it encounters corpse qi, under normal circumstances, he is no different from ordinary wood."

"I see, I see."

Three days passed in a hurry, and Uncle Nine found the location of the tomb the next day, and specially took Master Ren to see it.

Master Ren was also very satisfied when he saw it.

Early this morning, Uncle Nine led Hu Xiaofei and others to the grave of Old Lady Ren and set up the altar.

And Master Ren also brought Ren Tingting, Ah Wei and Anne together, and some young people behind him, with ropes, pulleys and other things.

By the time everything is ready, it is already noon, when the sun is at its highest, and it is also the time of the day when the yang energy is the strongest.

At this time, Master Ren walked over with Ren Tingting and Anne.

"Uncle Nine, how is this cemetery? Back then, Mr. Feng Shui said that this place is a treasure land. ”

Uncle Nine glanced at Master Ren and said.

"This cemetery has good feng shui, called Dragonfly Point**, the hole is three zhang and four feet long, only four feet can be used, and one zhang and three feet wide are only three feet useful, so the coffin can not be buried flat, only buried by law."

Ren Tingting asked at this time.

"Uncle Nine, what is a legal burial?"

Without waiting for Uncle Nine to answer, Wen Cai ran up and said.

"The French funeral is the French funeral, is what I said right?"

After speaking, he raised his head proudly towards Ren Tingting.

However, he was very happy and sad, and was slapped on the back of the head by Hu Xiaofei from behind.

"Xiaofei, what do you want to do?"

Hu Xiaofei ignored him, pointed at Uncle Jiu, and stepped back again.

As soon as Wen Cai saw the master's face, he knew that he had said the wrong thing, and he also ran to the back with a wilt.

When Master Ren heard Uncle Jiu's words, he gave a thumbs up and admired.

"Uncle Nine is really powerful, the same as what Mr. Feng Shui said back then."

Qiusheng walked over at this time and asked.

"Master, what exactly is a legal burial?"

Uncle Nine glanced at him and said.

"The so-called legal burial is a vertical burial, am I right?"

After Uncle Nine finished speaking, he looked at Master Ren.

After hearing this, Master Ren nodded and said.

"Yes, Mr. Feng Shui said back then that the ancestors were buried vertically, and the descendants must be great."

Uncle Nine pursed his lips and said.

"Isn't that great?"

Master Ren shook his head and sighed.

"Hey, since my father died, business has been worse every year, and I don't know what's going on."

Uncle Nine had already known what had happened from Wen Cai, so he said directly.

"The so-called dragonfly point **, to cover the top with snowflakes, the feng shui master covered it with ash, where can this dragonfly still point to water."

When Master Ren heard it, he understood the principle.

"Then wouldn't it be okay if we just peeled off the ashes?"

"Dragonfly dotted water, how could it be a little bit more. This tomb is useless. ”

At this time, a young man walked over.

"Uncle Nine, I've already worshipped, now do you want to lift the coffin."

Uncle Nine pinched his fingers and counted, the time was just right.

"Let's get out of the coffin"

With the order of the ninth uncle, the young men began to dig graves.

Here, Ah Wei pestered Anne and Ren Tingting, and always wanted to get close to them.

But the two of them already have someone in their hearts, where will they pay attention to him.

"Xiaofei, is my grandfather okay?"

Ren Tingting asked worriedly.

"What can happen, you have been dead for so many years, the most corpse has changed, and you will be the one who will have something to do at that time."

After Hu Xiaofei finished speaking, he took out the wooden talisman from his arms and handed it to Ren Tingting.

"This is a wooden talisman that I finally made, it has a restraint effect on zombies, you have to stay with me at all times, but don't get me wrong, I just want to repay the favor you helped me last time, don't think crooked."

Hu Xiaofei has now made his words very clear, although it is a bit hurtful, but this is also to let Ren Tingting recognize the reality.

When Ren Tingting heard this, tears began to roll in her eyes, but she couldn't bear it.

After taking the wooden talisman, he walked up to Anne and hugged Anne, tears streaming down his eyes.

Anne also turned her head and glared at Hu Xiaofei.

Now the two girls began to report to the group to keep warm, and they didn't bother Hu Xiaofei anymore.

Hu Xiaofei also knew that he was talking too much, and when he saw Anne's eyes, he smiled embarrassedly, and then looked at the wind direction of the tomb.

The coffin has been dug up, although it has not been opened yet, Hu Xiaofei already feels that something is wrong inside.

Uncle Jiu also sensed that something was wrong, and ordered those young men to open the coffin.

After the coffin was opened, the body of the old lady Ren did not decompose.

Seeing this, Uncle Nine has already determined that this old lady is about to become a corpse.

Hurriedly asked people to cover the coffin.

"Master Ren, you have also seen the situation of the old lady, she is about to become a zombie, I propose to be cremated on the spot, otherwise something may happen."

Let the old man be embarrassed.

"But my father used to be most afraid of fire, and cremation is absolutely not good, see if you can think of another way."

Uncle Nine frowned and glanced at the coffin.

"Then put the coffin in Yizhuang first, and tomorrow we will carry it to the new cemetery for burial, so that he can be buried as soon as possible, right?"

Master Ren felt that this method was okay, so he nodded and agreed.

ordered someone to carry the coffin to Yizhuang, and Uncle Nine instructed Wen Caiqiu to give incense to the nearby tombstone.

After all, they moved the grave and disturbed the sleeping of the deceased, so the incense was not to pay a compensation, so as not to blame them if people knew about it.

"Xiaofei, you burn a plum blossom incense array in front of the grave of the old lady Ren, what kind of incense burns, come back and tell me."

"Got it, master."

After Uncle Nine gave them instructions, he followed the coffin down the mountain.

"Why do you want to burn the plum blossom incense array?"

Sito was curious about this.

Hu Xiaofei thought carefully for a long time, and finally shook his head.

"I don't know, I don't know much about this, let's go back and ask again."

After setting up the plum blossom fragrance array, Hu Xiaofei began to observe carefully.

The world passed slowly, and the incense burned less and less.

However, there was no phenomenon of two long and one short, and the last three were burned out.

Hu Xiaofei pulled one from the ground, pinched it in his hand, and prepared to take it back to Uncle Nine to see what was going on.