The Ren family is the big gate of Renjia Town, and this matter of moving the grave is naturally not small.

Of course, it is not that there will be a feast, but that this sacrifice is almost complete and very thoughtful.

Zhang Ziyu stood behind Uncle Jiu, and standing next to him was Qiusheng and Wencai, a pair of sleeping dragons and phoenixes.

God knows how two people who are very clever in private managed to make Uncle Nine unable to get off the stage as soon as they go to public.

It's hard not to believe that they are not taking the opportunity to hack the master who usually picks at them and is strict.

After all, if it were changed to Zhang Ziyu, eighty percent would be so long in the pit without making a trace.

After Uncle Nine finished the rituals, he began to order people to break ground, and Ren Fa chatted with Uncle Nine about the cemetery on the side.

"Uncle Nine, what do you think of this land?"

"Yes, it is a treasure of feng shui, the dragonfly points to the water, and it is buried properly, so it will bless future generations."

When Uncle Nine said this, he had already seen some clues.

The treasure of dragonflies and water is naturally real, but the Ren family has not been satisfactory these years, and in addition to the instructions that the burial must be moved in 20 years, it would be strange if there was nothing wrong with it.

"Uncle Nine has good eyesight, the feng shui gentleman did say this, and said that the ancestors were buried vertically, and the descendants must be prosperous. But ......"

Ren Fa sighed, but before he finished speaking, he was picked up by Uncle Jiu.

"But the past 20 years have backfired, not only is the Ren family not prosperous, but everything is not going well, yes or no?"

Ren Fa's face changed slightly, and he immediately asked, "Uncle Jiu, ...... you say this?"

In fact, for so many years, Ren Fa has already had some doubts in his heart, and at the time node of twenty years, it was a coincidence that after his father was buried here, the Ren family was getting worse.

Mr. Feng Shui moved his hands and feet, and this doubt had already taken root in his heart.

It's just that there is no evidence, and he is not a person on this trip, so he will be suspicious of the letter for the past 20 years.

But now that he heard what Uncle Nine said, he was already sure of what he wanted in his heart.

"Where did this treasure come from?"

"My father bought it at a high price from Mr. Feng Shui."

"Hehe, I don't think so."

Uncle Nine sneered, looked at Ren Fa and looked at him very embarrassed.

"Dragonflies must be covered with snowflakes, and now you are capped with lime, and naturally let the family's luck decline. That person also has some rules, how much hatred, how much fruit he does, he only harmed you for 20 years, but he did not harm you for a lifetime. ”

"Uncle Nine, how do you think it's going to be solved now?"

Ren Fa was about to ask for a solution, but the subordinates on the other side had already dug up the coffin of Old Lady Ren and placed it in front of the cemetery.

Before the coffin was opened, the forest was already startled by a flock of birds, revealing an ominous premonition.

Uncle Jiu's brows furrowed, he knew that this coffin was only afraid that it had changed.

He didn't pay too much attention to Ren Fa's question, came to the coffin, and felt it carefully, and sure enough, there was a faint cold atmosphere.

"Ren Gongwei bravely saw the light of day, and all those who were thirty-six, twenty-two, thirty-five and forty-eight years old, belonging to chickens and oxen, avoided together."

Uncle Jiu's voice fell, this age, a person who is incompatible, turned his back and moved away from the coffin a little, so as to avoid colliding with Old Lady Ren when the coffin was opened.

"Open the coffin and pick up the bones"

A few young men in the crowd who had not yet faced the wall stepped forward, took tools on their mobile phones, and pried the coffin nail, and the coffin board, which already showed signs of decay, was opened instantly.

A foul smell came to his face, and Uncle Nine saw a black gas that ordinary people couldn't see.

The moment the coffin was opened, everyone looked into the coffin, which startled the nearest few people who opened the coffin, their faces turned pale, and their backs were instantly covered with cold sweat.

The bones of the old lady Ren have not decayed for twenty years, and at this time, her face is blue and hideous, which makes people panic.

The word immediately popped into everyone's minds.

"Father!"

"Grandpa!"

Ren Fa and Ren Tingting fell down in front of the coffin, not only worried, but also crying filial piety.

"Uncle Nine, what should I do now?"

Ren Fa cried, his face was heavy, and he already knew that there was a problem.

Now the appearance of his father is not just a matter of moving the grave, but he has to worry about whether something evil will happen.

"Master Ren, my suggestion is ......"

Uncle Nine just wanted to say that he burned Old Lady Ren, but he saw Zhang Ziyu shaking his head.

He immediately thought that from the perspective of a Taoist priest, it was indeed the most convenient way to destroy the corpse before it was transformed, but in the eyes of the world, it was different.

On the one hand, people may not fully believe that this corpse will turn into a zombie and harm one party.

On the other hand, people are terrible, as long as Ren Fa dares to burn the body now, then it won't be long before someone dares to say that in order to make a fortune, Lao Tzu will dare to dig it up and burn it into ashes after 20 years of death.

Regardless of whether this statement is true or not, the more outrageous it is, the more powerful it will be spread, and maybe even with yourself will become one of the spearheads.

Uncle Nine pondered for a while and said, "Put it in my Yizhuang for the time being, and then bury Old Lady Ren when I find a better cemetery." ”

Since the old lady Ren has been transformed, the original cemetery that was chosen cannot be used.

It is necessary to choose a place to suppress the evil spirits, suppress the corpse mutiny, and slowly consume and solve the problem.

There was an accident, naturally it would not continue, Master Ren ordered someone to carry the coffin to Yizhuang, and the ninth uncle asked Wencai Qiusheng to burn incense, one is to appease the souls of the cemetery, and the other is to divination.

Zhang Ziyu followed Uncle Jiu back to Yizhuang, looked at Uncle Jiu's brows frowning slightly, and asked curiously: "Uncle Shi, do you say that it is possible that the buttons left by Mr. Feng Shui are going to destroy the Ren family." ”

Uncle Nine looked at Zhang Ziyu like a fool: "Mr. Feng Shui is not stupid, why do you want to kill people for twenty years, why do you want to kill a few more?" ”

"No, is there a possibility that Uncle Shi was short of strength at that time and couldn't play the Ren family."

"According to what you say, you can refine corpses and understand feng shui, but this is not enough strength, and the Ren family is so powerful?"

"Could that be for the sake of refining corpses?"

"If it's really for the sake of refining the corpse, and directly bury the entire hated person into it, and sacrifice blood every three or five times, isn't it faster than burying it for twenty years?"

Zhang Ziyu still wanted to continue digging for clues, but Uncle Nine looked at him more and more like he had seen a scrapped game account.

His eyes became more and more unkind, and Uncle Nine had already begun to wonder whether to continue special training for this master and nephew for a period of time.

This thought is even more out of tune than the four-eyed junior brother, if it weren't for the cultivation talent and medicine refining talent are high enough, this kid would have been taught a lesson a long time ago.

Zhang Ziyu saw that it was wrong, and if he asked again, he would be finished, so he hurriedly made an excuse and slipped away.

According to Uncle Jiu's analysis, there is nothing to do with Mr. Feng Shui, so it will be much easier, the zombies will come out of the cage, and then find a way to contain them, then everything will be fine.

Back in the Rejuvenation Hall, Huang Rong stepped forward and asked curiously, "How is the matter handled by Uncle Nine?" ”

"The corpse has changed, or it will become a zombie in a few days, and we will find a chance to catch it then."

Although zombies mostly appear in the legends of the Qing Dynasty, the Song Dynasty is not without related legends of corpses, and Huang Rong has been here for a while, so he is naturally no stranger to such things.

She frowned slightly, and her face pondered: "But Uncle Nine is staring, you are only afraid that it will be difficult to do it, and if you are discovered, you may be beaten." Do you want to lure Uncle Nine out quietly? ”

Huang Rong has a mouthful of nine uncles, but when things happen, she still stands on Zhang Ziyu's side.

Zhang Ziyu thought for a while and said: "It's good to wait for the rabbit, my uncle is not so simple." Anyway, the zombie corpse changes, and the first time will look for his blood relatives to suck blood, keep the Ren family, and the eight achievements can guard the zombies. ”

"Rong'er, the organization has given you a difficult task."

"Absolutely not!"

Huang Rong was so smart, she knew what medicine was sold in Zhang Ziyu's gourd at the first time, and wanted to ask her to keep an eye on Ren's family.

Is this what she's supposed to do as a girl?

Moreover, why should the stinky fish touch the fish, she has to do things.

Zhang Ziyu smiled embarrassedly but politely, and said, "Look at you, how could I let you do such a thing, I just want to ask what to eat tonight." ”

Huang Rong snorted twice, glanced at Zhang Ziyu with a sneer, and said, "Squirrel mandarin fish, first cut it with a thousand knives, and then fry it in the pot." ”

"Is Boss Zhang at home?"