The group of three people walked out of the café.

Wencai followed behind the beautiful Ren Tingting, needless to say, naturally went to Aunt Qiusheng's rouge gouache shop.

Uncle Nine wanted to call his apprentice over and accompany Meng Fan, so that he would not be unfamiliar with his life and be bored in Yizhuang.

However, Meng Fan immediately refused.

Because he saw antique stalls full of copper coins from all eras.

The Little Five Emperors are useless, but what about the Big Five Emperors?

Meng Fan wanted to collect genuine Qin Banliang, Han five baht, Tang Dynasty Kaiyuan, Song Yuan Tongbao, and Ming Dynasty Yongle to make a copper coin sword.

In this way, with cinnabar, sunlight, moonlight and other things, sacrifice for a period of time, and the magic weapon will be completed.

The antique circle has been deep since ancient times, and in the era of advanced science and technology, it is true that counterfeiting technology has been developed, but in the backward era of science and technology, counterfeiting technology has not been lost.

rummaging through a pile of rusty ancient coins, secretly using mana to perceive, spent more than two hours, and browsed all the antique stalls in Renjia Town, Meng Fan finally scraped together twenty-one bronze coins of the Great Five Emperors in excellent condition, which could be woven into a seven-star sword.

Among all the copper coin swords, the top magic weapon is the Qiankun magic sword, which needs to be compiled with one hundred and eight copper coins, which is thirty-six Tiangang and seventy-two earthly evil.

At present, the conditions are limited, and it is not easy to make a seven-star sword-

Because the Great Five Emperors are the common currency of all ages, the amount of survival is not low, therefore, even if the copper coins are in good condition, Meng Fan did not spend too much money, and did not give Long Yang, so he casually returned the counteroffer and gave a few copper dollars.

However, the place is small, and there is not such a large amount.

……

Three days later.

The days are unusually peaceful, Meng Fan is also happy to be idle, usually practice, read the Taoist scriptures, put the compiled seven-star sword in front of the portrait of the ancestor of Maoshan to worship, and burn incense three times on time at noon every day.

In addition, it is to carry a bamboo pole to the river to fish.

Shen Shi.

Uncle Jiu, dressed in an apricot yellow robe, led Meng Fan, Qiusheng, and Wencai to a mountain in the suburbs to lift the coffin for the local gentry Ren family.

"Uncle Nine, how is this place?"

Master Ren's tone was full of show-off: "People who watched feng shui back then said that it was a treasure cave. ”

On the side, Ren Tingting changed out of her dress, put on traditional clothes, and was next to her father.

Meng Fan silently watched the development of the plot, not interested in this conversation, but Uncle Nine had a sentence that he didn't think was quite right.

Mr. Feng Shui has a conscience, and let Master Ren be buried in a coffin after 20 years, which will harm him for half his life, and harm the Ren family for 18 generations.

I'm afraid that I didn't expect that the old lady Ren would become a zombie, and attack his relatives.

The mind is also very vicious.

"Let's break ground."

With the greeting of Uncle Jiu, several laborers hired by the Ren family began to dig the soil, although there were no excavators in this era, but there was no shortage of other tools.

Several people worked together to quickly dig up the head of the coffin, and then pulled the heavy coffin out of the soil with the help of the wooden triangular hanger.

"Ladies and gentlemen, today is the day when Ren Gongwei bravely sees the light of day, and those who are thirty-six, twenty-two, thirty-five, and forty-eight years old, who belong to the Rooster and the Ox, turn around and avoid."

The descendants of the Ren family, as well as laborers and helpers, turned their heads one after another.

"Everyone tidy up and ......"

Even if he knew that the things lying in the coffin had become zombies, that is, things that were extremely yin and evil, and did not enter reincarnation, Meng Fan still straightened his clothes.

As soon as the carpenter lifted the nail and was about to lift the coffin board, he heard the sound of birds flying away nearby.

Everyone looked at each other.

Uncle Nine hesitated for a moment, looked at the sun, and said:

"Open the coffin!"

The workers reined in their minds and did so.

A black gas visible to the naked eye gushed out, Meng Fan glanced at it, the body was indeed not decomposed, dressed in a Qing Dynasty official uniform, with folded hands, lying quietly in the coffin.

This strange scene naturally can't be hidden, and the big guys are talking about it, if it weren't for the fact that the lord's family is powerful, I'm afraid that they would have said something that they didn't like to hear.

Ren Fa's eyes also flashed a trace of disbelief, and he was a little uneasy in his heart, but he still pounced, knelt on the ground and shouted: "Dad, the child is not filial, and it has alarmed your old man." ”

It's a pity that no matter how hard he shouted or tried, he still couldn't squeeze out half a tear.

Seeing this, Ren Tingting also knelt down and shouted grandpa to the coffin.

The tradition of ruling the world with filial piety has a long history.

In this situation, the visitor Meng Fan couldn't help but sigh:

The original intention was good, but unfortunately after a long time, the taste has changed...... How weird it looks.

Especially Guo Ju'er, himself, his mother, and his wife are living well, but they can't squeeze out the rations of a three-year-old child, so they have to dig a pit and bury the child alive to save food for the old lady to eat.

Is this en?

Thief!

Under the banner of filial piety, benevolence and righteousness, corrupt morality!

But Master Ren is also helpless, he is not only a squire and a wealthy man, but also the elder of the Ren family, and he must maintain his authority with filial piety, because of this, he can only ignore the weirdness at the moment.

"I recommend cremation in place."

Uncle Nine said in a deep voice.

As the most famous Taoist in ten miles and eight towns, since he proposed so, he naturally has his reasons.

But Master Ren ignored it and said very resolutely: "My father was most afraid of fire when he was alive, and you can do anything except cremation." ”

For a while, the representatives of the surrounding clansmen all smiled and praised the old filial piety of the Renfa clan.

"Okay, transport the body back to Yizhuang first, and then choose an auspicious place to bury it." Uncle Nine chose to compromise.

Take the money to do things!

This truth is simple and simple.

Besides, the Ren family is powerful, controls dozens of guns, hundreds of young and strong, don't look at the moment everyone respects each other, speaks politely, once they turn their faces......

With a sigh, Uncle Nine led Meng Fan down the mountain, and arranged for Qiusheng and Wencai to burn incense at the nearby grave.

On the way down the mountain, looking at his side, this profound teacher and nephew, he felt great peace in his heart.

And Meng Fan has the intention to train the two junior brothers, sharpen their temperament, and prepare to find a time to confess to the senior uncle, with the two joining forces, the scene is completely controllable, and no one is guaranteed to be injured.

As for how to deal with Old Lady Ren in the end, as Uncle Nine said, find a feng shui treasure that can suppress it, arrange a formation, and use yang energy to wipe out his corpse qi.

Outside of town.

The father and daughter of the Ren family sat on the bamboo and rattan chairs and were carried back to the mansion by their subordinates, and Meng Fan and Uncle Jiu continued to lead the laborers to Yizhuang.

"The First Minister of the Ming Dynasty"

On the occasion of small talk.

Bumped into a little Taoist priest head-on, I don't know which sect, I met the ninth uncle in an apricot yellow robe, and took the initiative to salute.

Not Maoshan people......

Through gestures, Meng Fan made a judgment in his heart for the first time and responded with the same etiquette.

The thumb and forefinger are connected without touching the nails. The middle finger, ring finger, and little finger are placed side by side in a straight palm.

The unity of the three clears, the world's Taoist is a family.

"Seniors, immeasurable."

The young Taoist had a kind face, and after getting closer, he first greeted Uncle Jiu, then looked at Meng Fan, and said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist, immeasurable blessings." ”

"Fellow Daoists, immeasurable blessings."

Meng Fan responded with a smile.

After seeing each other, Uncle Nine invited him to Yizhuang for a meal and an exchange.

But the other party said that there was an urgent matter, and he would definitely visit him next time.

Xu was too sensitive, and Meng Fan noticed that he glanced at the coffin with his peripheral vision, and paused.

Curious?

Luckily?

Another plan?

Vigilance.

……