Qiusheng rolled his eyes, feeling that what Uncle Shi said to Wen Cai was definitely a lie, and he muttered in a low voice, "Uncle Shi, you don't lie, but you lie to ghosts!"

"If I believe you, I'm more stupid than a ghost!"

Jing Zhou slapped Qiusheng and scolded with a smile: "You kid, it's okay to get out of the way, you still don't think about some messy things in your heart."

"If you are idle, go and help my senior brother to learn more things. There are a lot of people buried here, and it is inevitable that there will be lonely ghosts, if you follow me around, do you want to hit ghosts?"

Qiusheng rubbed his hands and said with a smile, "If the ghost is beautiful, just like Miss Ren, it's not bad to hit the ghost!"

"It is worthy of being a ruthless person who dares to argue with Brother Caichen, this brain circuit is clear and strange, and he is not afraid of danger", Jing Zhou shook his head and sighed secretly, feeling that Uncle Jiu had definitely done such immoral things as kicking the widow's door and digging up the grave in his previous life, otherwise how could he receive these two heartbreaking apprentices.

One couldn't walk when he saw the beauty, and the other thought that something indescribable would happen to the female ghost.

At this time, the crow roared strangely and flew up from the forest, Jing Zhou turned around and saw that the coffin of the old lady Ren had been dug up.

Uncle Jiu's face was solemn, and there was a crow crying in the grave, which was not a good sign, and he couldn't help but feel more uneasy.

"Childe, there is a thick yin qi above the tomb." Ah Jiu screamed in Jingzhou's arms.

Ah Jiu is a monster, and she is extremely sensitive to these ghosts and other things, and at this time, in her eyes, there is a trace of black gas floating around the coffin, which is a little similar to what she has seen in the mass grave before, and a little different.

"Well, so there's something wrong with Old Lady Ren's corpse", Jing Zhou patted Ah Jiu's back and said with a smile: "You don't have to worry, with Senior Brother here, Old Lady Ren's corpse can't make waves."

"Yin Qi, why didn't I feel it?" Qiusheng was stunned, and said in his heart, "Didn't Uncle Shi lie to me, there are really ghosts here?"

Qiusheng shivered, the more he thought about it, the more scared he became, and suddenly he felt as if there was a pair of green eyes behind him, staring at him, making his heart furious.

"Uncle Shi, you wait for me!" Qiusheng shouted and hurriedly ran towards Jingzhou.

It's all to blame Uncle Shi, who is clean and lacks morality, and he and Wencai talked about ghosts last night!

"Ladies and gentlemen, today Ren Gongwei and courage have seen the light of day, and all those who are thirty-six, twenty-two, thirty-five, and forty-eight, who belong to chickens and oxen, will turn away from them."

Seeing that the people who needed to avoid were done, Uncle Nine shouted, "Open the museum!"

As soon as the coffin opened, the black gas paved the surface, and a smell worse than came out.

Uncle Nine's face became more and more heavy.

This stench is not what the bones of coffins that have been buried for decades should have.

Is there going to be a change?

After the smell dissipated, Jing Zhou stepped forward from behind.

The old lady Ren was lying in the coffin, the body seemed to have just been buried, without the slightest sign of decay, and the neck was covered with a layer of black hair, like a moldy steamed bun for many days.

"This is a sign that you are going to become a black zombie", Jing Zhou said in his heart, remembering the division of the zombie realm that Simu had said.

After the corpse enters the corpse breeding ground, it will gradually grow white hair, which will then cover the whole body, thus becoming white zombie. White Zombie is the weakest time for zombies, afraid of chickens, dogs, afraid of sunlight, and moves slowly, even if Qiusheng holds a corpse suppression talisman, he can also suppress White Zombie.

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Bai Zombie has been nourishing the corpse by Yin Qi for more than ten years, and the white hair on his body fades away, and when he grows an inch of black hair, he becomes a black zombie.

A body of black hair covered the zombie's body like armor, and the zombie at this time was already invulnerable, and it was difficult to hurt the black zombie if it didn't contain yang energy, but in front of the Dao Leader like Uncle Nine and Simu, there was not much resistance.

If the black zombie sucks the essence blood for decades or devours the blood of his close relatives, the ferocity rises sharply and becomes a jumping corpse.

Ren Fa knelt on the ground and pretended to cry a few times, but there was not the slightest tear in the corner of his eyes, after all, the old lady Ren had been dead for twenty years, how sad was Ren Fa?

Touching the corners of his eyes, Ren Fa said, "Uncle Jiu, can this dragonfly still use some water?"

Compared with the corpse of the old lady Ren, this feng shui is what Ren Fa is concerned about.

Uncle Nine shook his head: "The dragonfly can't be lit little by little, and this cemetery can't be used."

Ren Fa frowned and asked, "What should I do then?"

"Uncle Shi, what should I do? Do you want the master to find another cemetery?" Qiusheng couldn't help but interject.

"Naturally, it is cremation on the spot." Jing Zhou said softly.

"You look about my age, can you believe what you say?" Ren Tingting snorted lightly and thought, "Let you shut me in the door that day!"

"Cousin, I think it's all these stinky Taoist priests who are deceiving people!" Ah Wei hummed on the side.

For this Taoist priest who looks as handsome as him, Captain Wei looks very unpleasant!

My cousin has seen this Taoist priest more times than she has seen herself!

Excessively!

Obviously, this little white face has threatened Captain Hewei!

"Don't let me get the handle, or else, hum ......" Ah Wei gave Jing Zhou a few look that he thought were domineering.

"Tingting, Uncle Shi's words can be believed, I promise!" Wen Cai hurriedly patted his chest.

How could Uncle Shi's words not be believed!

Yesterday, Uncle Shi also patted him on the shoulder and said that he could do it.

Uncle Nine said with a solemn face: "What Senior Brother said is good, Master Ren, I also recommend cremation on the spot."

"Cremation? No, my father was most afraid of fire when he was alive!" Ren Fa hurriedly shook his head, quite disgusted by Uncle Jiu's proposal, if the corpse of Old Master Ren was sparked, he would change his luck!

"Master Ren, if you don't cremate, you'll be in trouble." Uncle Nine said again.

"It's okay, you just can't be cremated, Uncle Nine, you can think of other ways." Ren Fa doesn't think that a person who has been dead for more than 20 years still has any trouble, and if he wants to be troublesome, it is also the trouble of Uncle Jiu, and he has a relationship with half an ocean?

Seeing that Ren Fa's tone was resolute, Jing Zhou did not say anything to persuade him.

Good words are difficult to persuade damned ghosts, mercy is not self-exterminating, if he persuades Ren Fa again at this time, maybe he will turn his face on the spot.

Uncle Nine and Jing Zhou glanced at each other and sighed, "In that case, let's put this coffin in Yizhuang first, I want to find a way."

Ren Fa is already hand-eyed in Renjia Town, and Uncle Nine is not good at offending him too much, and if he can't even meet the requirements of his employer, he will inevitably smash his own signboard.

"Good!"

"Then it's going to be troublesome Uncle Nine." Ren Fa nodded with satisfaction, said a few polite words, got on the sedan chair, and took Ren Tingting down the mountain.

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Ah Wei beckoned a group of people to carry the coffin to Yizhuang.

After a while, the entire mountain was left with Jing Zhou and Nine Uncle's master and apprentice.

"You two light a plum blossom incense array in the tomb, and come back to tell me what it burns, and every grave must be incense." Uncle Nine instructed Wen Cai Qiusheng, "Let's go, junior brother, let's go back too."

"Uncle Shi, can you not go, I'm a little scared." Qiusheng shouted weakly.

Jing Zhou chuckled: "Senior brother, go back first, I'll stare at the two of them after ordering the plum blossom incense array, and the province will come out again."

"It's okay, then I'll go back first, otherwise I won't worry about the old lady's body lying in Yizhuang." After speaking, Uncle Nine glared at Qiusheng again, and repeatedly told the two of them to burn incense before leaving.

Uncle Nine thought that Qiusheng's temperament had changed a little bit, and he could give him a boosted face, but now he is standing on the grave and is afraid, shame!

"What are you afraid of Qiusheng, this is daylight, and there are no ghosts, if you are afraid, you are afraid at night!" Wen Cai lit a handful of incense, distributed it to Qiusheng, and muttered, "The master is obviously lazy, what can this master's corpse worry about? There are so many corpses in Yizhuang, and there is no one who is not bad for Master Ren. So, so, ah......"

Jing Zhou smiled, "So, Wencai, what do you want to say?"

Wen Cai looked around and made sure that there was no one before he whispered, "So you must not be an apprentice to your master!" Be a master for your apprentice!"

"Hahaha, that's right, you kid practice Taoism well, and wait for your daughter-in-law to become a mother-in-law." Jing Zhou nodded approvingly.

Qiusheng said, "Wencai, do you feel that there are a pair of eyes behind you?"

Wen Cai scratched his head, looked dazed, stepped forward and inserted the plum blossom incense array, feeling that Qiusheng was suspicious.

Seeing Qiusheng standing still, Jingzhou asked, "Qiusheng, are you still a child?"

"Uncle Shi, why are you asking this?" Qiusheng's face twisted.

"It's not a boy, what are you still doing, hurry up and finish the plum blossom incense array, otherwise it will be dark for a while, stay at the grave, hehe, Wencai is okay, at least you can pee emergency, you kid, ask for more......

"Uncle Shi must be scaring me", Qiusheng comforted himself a few words, and stepped forward to insert the plum blossom incense array.

"You died at the age of twenty, but it's a pity to give you two pillars of incense", Qiusheng glanced at the tombstone and couldn't help but say.

"Uncle Shi, it's a big deal, how can this incense burn like this!"

Wen Cai shouted and ran over from the side.

Knowing that this would be the case, Jing Zhou still took the incense and said slowly: "People are most afraid of three long and two short, and incense is the most taboo of two short and one long, what do you say? Now go back to Yizhuang and discuss it with my senior brother."

Wen Cai greeted Qiusheng, and the three of them walked down the mountain.

Not long after walking, the three of them came across a team of yellow skins.

A white-headed yellow skin with a few little yellow skins was passing by, Qiusheng thought about it, and stabbed Wencai with his arm, and the two quietly stepped forward to touch it.

Jing Zhou shouted, "I advise you two not to provoke them, the yellow skin is too evil, beware of getting into trouble."

"It's really fake, Uncle Shi, why do you keep scaring me?"

Although Qiusheng didn't believe it in his heart, the movements of his hands stopped.

Wen Cai glanced at the group of yellow skins a few more times, and there was nothing strange about it, and then echoed: "Uncle Shi, where is the evil sect of the yellow skins? You scream and scare them all away."

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Jing Zhou scolded with a smile: "You two stinky boys are complaining about me now? I found that the two of you are not incompetent, and the ability to cause trouble is greater than the other! Hu Huang Bai Gray Willow, these five types are called Xianjia in the north, and they are worshiped by Ma Xian. The yellow skin is the Huang Xian family here."

Wen Cai interjected, "Uncle Shi, what is the Immortal Family?"

Qiusheng followed, "What is a horse fairy?"

"It's all you two can't afford to mess with", Jing Zhou stroked his forehead, casually mentioned it, too lazy to explain more for these two people, and said, "Didn't you two see that big yellow skin with a white coat on the top of his head? The reason why the yellow skin is called the yellow skin is that the coat color is yellow, and the yellow skin with white hair is the yellow skin that has lived for I don't know how many years, do you think it can be a little capable?"

"You can't mess with a snake that is too long, and you can't mess with the yellow skin with a white head on your head, both of which are very likely to be enlightened, and their abilities are not under Ah Jiu. The two of you are not Ah Jiu's opponent together, and you dare to die, provoking this yellow-skinned man who is most likely to hold grudges, hehe......

Wen Cai was the least courageous, and his face suddenly cried and mourned, "Uncle Shi, then this yellow skin won't hold a grudge against me and Qiusheng, right?" It's all Qiusheng's fault, I have to catch some yellow skin!"

"So, you two have nothing to do without Yizhuang." Jing Zhou shook his head and walked forward.

"Qiusheng, what should I do, I'm afraid!"

"How do I know what to do? Follow Uncle Shi!"

Yizhuang

Jiu looked at the three incense sticks in his hand with a solemn face, "How could it be burned like this, if this incense comes out of the house, someone must be buried!"

The corpse of the old lady Ren, the corpse qi gathers but does not disperse, and it is a sign that it is about to become a zombie, and when he is on the mountain, Uncle Jiu has uneasiness in his heart, so he asked Wencai and Qiusheng to burn this plum blossom incense array.

The plum blossom incense array can be auspicious, but this incense is burned to the last thing Uncle Jiu wants to see.

Burning incense into two short and one long is a sign of great evil.

"Uncle Shi, give!" Qiusheng shouted in a low voice, handed a plate of dried fruits to Jing Zhou, and took a few pastries from the table dedicated to the ancestor and filled them in his mouth, not caring about Uncle Jiu's words at all.

It's none of his business, he doesn't care, what does it have to do with him?

Jing Zhou pinched a piece of plum meat and put it in Ah Jiu's mouth, and handed the plate to Qiusheng.

This ancestral hall dedicated to the ancestor not only has a lot of coffins parked, but also a lot of paper figures and paper horses are piled up around the wall.

Jing Zhou looked at the two paper figures in the west corner, all of them looked realistic, as if they were smiling at people, so that he couldn't help but admire the high skill of Uncle Jiu, this paper man and paper horse only need to open his eyes, I am afraid that he can come back to life, through the two worlds of yin and yang.

"Qiusheng, what do you think of the work of tying paper? Is there any way to make money?" Jing Zhou asked in a low voice.

"Uncle Shi, you don't want to open a paper figure shop, do you? What's the money for this thing?" Qiusheng's face was full of disdain, if he had the money, would it be his turn?

If you can really make money, the master won't live in a place like Yizhuang!

Jing Zhou shook his head: "You can't say that, it's easier to make money from the dead than it is to make money from the living, after all, no one cares about the dead, but there are not a few people who care about the living." If you don't want to open it, you can give this job to Wencai."

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"Then why didn't you see the master make money?" Qiusheng pouted, looking like I believed to be a fool.

Qiusheng secretly picked up a few pastries on the table and ate them, leaned over Jing Zhou's ear, and whispered, "Uncle Shi, can you go to Wang Ji to buy pastries next time, anyway, Master Zu doesn't eat them, and the taste of the Ji family is more suitable for me."

"Zhang Ji? Wait until next time." Jing Zhou glanced at Qiusheng and asked, "How do you know that your master has no money?"

Uncle Nine is not only rich, but also very rich, probably able to open up with four eyes, maybe richer than four eyes.

In a small town within a radius of 100 miles, there is probably Uncle Nine's real estate, but Uncle Nine has always been low-key.

Well, it's just a slam on the door.

The Taipan of the prefectural bank, who is in charge of printing money, is it just talking?

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