Qiu Sheng chuckled, glanced forward, and saw that Uncle Jiu still had his back to the two of them, and then whispered: "I've searched all over Yizhuang, and there's not even half of it."

Jingzhou narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Try digging three feet into the ground."

Qiu Sheng was stunned. Is this possible?

How about digging with a shovel before the master goes out to catch ghosts?

Jing Zhou and Qiu Sheng whispered, while Uncle Jiu sighed at the incense.

This incense burned into a state he least expected to see.

"Master, does that mean something is going to happen?" Wen Cai asked, and respectfully offered a stick of incense for the ancestor, hoping that the ancestor would bless him and prevent Huang Pizi from taking his revenge.

"With the incense burned like this, it's hard to think of anything going wrong! It's a pity that Mr. Ren didn't listen to the advice and refused to burn Mr. Ren's body." Uncle Jiu sighed.

If this incense comes out of the house, someone must be buried!

"Master, what should we do? Will Tingting be okay?" Wencai turned around with an anxious look on his face.

It doesn't matter if someone in the Ren family dies, but nothing can happen to Tingting!

If you can save your sweetheart's life, getting a wife won't be a problem.

"What should I do? Didn't you see that I had someone send the coffin back to Yizhuang?" Uncle Jiu said angrily, took two steps forward, and came to Mrs. Ren's coffin.

"Master, is there something wrong with this coffin?" Wen Cai asked, staring back and forth at Mr. Ren's coffin.

"There's nothing wrong with the coffin, but this old man is not a safe man." Jing Zhou laughed and pushed the lid of old man Ren's coffin open with a strong hand.

"Excuse me, Master, Mr. Ren has gained weight!" Qiu Sheng leaned forward and glanced inside the coffin. Compared to the daytime, Mr. Ren was not only much bloated, but his nails were also a lot longer.

"The hair on my body has also grown longer!" Wencai exclaimed.

"No, he's going to transform into a corpse!" Uncle Jiu used his strength in the palm of his hand to close the coffin lid again.

Wen Cai asked: "Master, is Mr. Ren going to become a zombie?"

"Yes, people are divided into good guys and bad guys, and corpses are divided into zombies and dead corpses. The corpse of Old Master Ren is the corpse that is about to become a zombie!" Uncle Jiu lit two sticks of incense and inserted them in front of the ancestor's spiritual tablet.

Jingzhou smiled and said, "Senior brother, don't worry too much, the water will come and the earth will cover it."

"Judging from the condition of Mr. Ren, even if he transforms into a corpse, he will not pose much of a threat for the time being. I am worried about how to bury Mr. Ren safely." Uncle Jiu sighed, and then ordered the literary talent Qiu Sheng: "Go and prepare paper, pen, ink, sword

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"Paper, pen, ink, sword?" Qiu Sheng, a literary talent, looked confused, both at a loss.

Jingzhou said: "Yellow paper, red pen, black ink, kitchen knife, wooden sword, literary talent, that big rooster of yours that has been craving for a long time can be stewed tonight!"

As soon as Jing Zhou finished speaking, the two literary talents Qiu Sheng cheered and ran towards the backyard.

"These two brats!" Uncle Jiu shook his head.

"Brother, it's getting late, I'll go back first." Jingzhou stood up from the chair, said goodbye to Uncle Jiu, and walked out. Anyway, if nothing happens, Old Master Ren will not transform into a corpse tonight.

"Junior brother, if you are free tomorrow, come with me to the Ren Mansion." Uncle Jiu called out.

It is not an easy task to find a new tomb and suppress Master Ren's corpse energy.

Moreover, where is this Feng Shui treasure land surrounded by dragons and tigers, protected by mountains and rivers, so easy to find? I am afraid that before the Feng Shui treasure land is found, Mr. Ren will have turned into a corpse.

Among the Feng Shui treasures, there are very few treasures that can suppress corpse energy. They can be found but cannot be sought. Ordinary people may not be able to find such a treasure after searching for a lifetime.

Apart from burning the body of Mr. Ren, Uncle Jiu has not thought of any good solution for the time being. It is just that it is difficult for Mr. Ren to explain. Fortunately, the junior brother is eloquent and sharp-tongued. Naturally, this kind of difficult task must be left to the junior brother. After all, the senior brother has

It’s hard for Junior Brother to take action.

The more I thought about Uncle Jiu, the more reliable he felt, and even his frown relaxed.

"Okay!", followed by the sound of closing the door, Jingzhou people have left Yizhuang.

Not long after, Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng came back with the rooster, ink bucket, and wooden sword that they needed.

"Where's Uncle Master?"

"Yes, where is Uncle Master?"

Wen Cai, Qiu Sheng looked around a few times.

"You're back, what are you doing here? Give me the rooster!" Uncle Jiu snorted coldly, took the rooster from Wencai's hand and bled it.

These two brats never gave him any peace of mind.

"Oh, I know, my uncle must have gone back early when he saw that he had some tiring and dirty work to do!" Qiu Sheng said with certainty.

"You are the only one who talks a lot!"

Uncle Jiu finished the ink fountain and handed it to Qiu Sheng. The two literary men then ordered: "Bounce Old Master Ren's coffin. The whole coffin must be bounced!"

"So, as a person, you must live up to your expectations. The most important thing after death is to stop breathing. If you don't stop breathing, you will harm others and yourself just like you!" After Uncle Jiu went out, Qiu Sheng slapped Mr. Ren's coffin.

"Oh, Qiu Sheng, are you complaining? Play it quickly, otherwise Tingting will be in danger if this thing comes out!" Wencai picked up the ink fountain line and flicked it hard.

"Tingting, Tingting, you know Tingting..."

"Qiu Sheng, don't you like Tingting? She is beautiful and has money..."

"Yes, then it's fair competition."

Yizhuang is the place where the dead are kept.

Therefore, Uncle Jiu's yizhuang was built in the western suburbs of Renjia Town, which is still some distance from the town.

There is a forest between Yizhuang and the town. It is much faster to walk along the path in the forest to the town.

After coming out of Yizhuang, Jingzhou walked into the forest path with Ah Jiu in his arms.

"Ajiu, have you ever felt the Yin Qi?" Jing Zhou frowned. He had walked through the forest for more than half of the time, but he didn't encounter any dirty things. Could it be because he held the Three Flavors True Fire Talisman in his hand?

Or is it because I’m holding Ah Jiu?

Jing Zhou took the path in the forest, firstly to save time, and secondly because he remembered that the female ghost Xiaoyu would be waiting for Qiusheng in the forest tonight.

The little ghost is carrying the sedan chair, and the little jade is wearing red makeup. This forest must be full of gloom.

"Sir, Ah Jiu doesn't feel the Yin Qi."

"No? Forget it, Qiu Sheng seems to be destined to be a ghost. Anyway, a senior brother will clean up the mess in the end..."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Jing Zhou looked around again, and there was no ghost at all. Instead, there was a stone niche hiding a earth god in the weeds under a crooked neck tree.

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Jingzhou put away the yellow talisman, took off the wine bottle from his waist, took two steps forward, and poured half a bottle of wine in front of Tu Tu Gong Temple: "Brother, thank you for your hard work. The small temple has no incense, so you work in vain."

"Sir, there seems to be something different about this Earth Temple." Ah Jiu frowned, but he couldn't tell what the difference was.

"Hahaha, no matter how different it is, it is still the Earth Temple. Let's go. It's too late to go back. It's time to tell Xiaohong to wait..."

next day

Jing Zhou accompanied Uncle Jiu to Ren Mansion.

In front of Ren's gate

Uncle Jiu said: "Junior brother, in short, you and Mr. Ren need to explain this matter. Although the Mo Dou Line can temporarily suppress Mr. Ren, it is not a long-term solution."

Jingzhou nodded, "Senior brother, I will try my best."

Uncle Jiu wanted to say a few more words, but someone ran out of Ren's house and made a gesture of invitation: "Uncle Jiu, the master is already waiting inside."

Uncle Jiu nodded and followed the servant into Ren Mansion.

"How about it, let's look at Ren's mansion." Jingzhou looked at Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng. The two of them looked like Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden. If she hadn't taken care of Uncle Jiu who was walking in front, he would have already started to try his hands on the scenery of Ren's mansion.

tried.

"The style is much better with Master Yizhuang!" Wencai nodded vigorously.

"It's even more impressive than your uncle's courtyard!" Qiu Sheng added.

"So whoever marries Miss Ren will not have to worry about it for the rest of his life~" Jingzhou chuckled and kept up with Uncle Jiu.

Qiu Sheng suddenly realized it and said gloomily: "Uncle, you don't want to compete with us to be the young lady, do you?"

Jing Zhou stumbled and almost fell down.

He is still competing with you to become the young lady. Is he, Jingzhou, a man who is short of money?

Is it necessary to compete with the two of you to become a door-to-door son-in-law?

Jing Zhou sighed and walked forward, "Qiu Sheng, my uncle has thought about it. He will go to Cuixiang Tower tomorrow and only bring Wen Cai with him."

"Uncle, isn't it..." Qiu Sheng screamed.

Wen Cai poked Qiu Sheng, "How can you say that! Instead of robbing us two, there is clearly a nasty security team captain Ah Wei, and my uncle is robbing the three of us!"

Ten thousand alpacas suddenly flew through Jingzhou's mind. Why are you such a talented person, and you still have three people!

Do you dare to get more powerful with this brain circuit?

How about a multiplayer melee?

"Wencai, don't go to Cuixiang Tower tomorrow..."
To be continued...