Lin Zhuming brought the demon-slaying sword and several painted talismans, and Zhao Zhongxin took some of the belongings left by his master Zhao Chengwen.

After leaving the gate of Wanshou Palace ajar, the two of them went to Rich Man Ren's house.

Rich Man Ren is no better than Rich Man Zhou. The Ren family is a well-known large family and belongs to the "Xiangwang" family.

During the Kangma period, the Ren family had a number of Jinshi, and when it was prosperous, they became fourth-rank officials. Although they did not establish a slave banner system, they could not climb to the fourth-ninth city and could not become slaves.

Later, he failed in the officialdom, and his end was not so good, but the emaciated camel was bigger than the horse. The shadow of that year still lingers, and the plaque of the Jinshi title is still hanging on the ancestral home of the Ren family.

Therefore, the Ren clan has been the most prosperous clan in Tongjing Town for hundreds of years.

The mansion is even grander than the rich man Zhou's, after all, his family just had a successful candidate.

There are three steps at the entrance of the mansion, and a pair of lotus stone piers on the left and right. There are two small drum stones on the stone piers.

The entire door is dark and has nails on it. There are small doors on the left and right.

"Ren Mansion"

"Jinshi"

"Hanlindi"

"Da Fu Di"

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The four plaques are stacked one on top of the other, giving it a sense of "prestige". When ordinary people see it, they lower their heads and pass by quickly.

When local county officials saw him, they would visit him personally and would not dare to make things difficult.

Even when Lin Zhuming saw it, he felt that someone else's aura was pressing down on him.

These are the real big landowners, local tyrants and country gentry.

A doorman saw Lin Zhuming and led the two of them in.

But as soon as he entered, Lin Zhuming could feel it: gold and jade on the outside, but decay on the inside.

The inside actually gives people a desolate and run-down feeling, with deep vegetation and deep vegetation, which shows that there is no dedicated person to take care of it.

"Brother, this rich man's family has tens of thousands of taels of silver at least!"

If Lin Zhuming's Feng Shui knowledge is correct, this house is large and deep, the population must not be very prosperous, and the Yin energy is too strong."

Then I was led in by the doorman, and I probably saw some layout, which seemed to have a "yin house and Yang Yang building" feeling."

When we got inside, we saw "white flags" and white lanterns.

There is no reason to show mourning to a father when a son is mourning, but at this time, everyone in the Ren family wore sackcloth and showed mourning.

A tall monk and two young novices were already there to conduct the funeral.

The coffin is not very big, but looks like a cabinet. The coffin is painted white.

"My son is only eight years old this year and is not married yet. I recently found out that there is a twelve-year-old girl in Xiaowangzhuang who just died two days ago. I also asked the master to help the abbot to celebrate the wedding. My poor son is divorced.

If her mother is dead, there will be someone to take care of her underground..."

But she was a beautiful woman who cried so much that she had a mole at the corner of her eye. She looked very charming. She was wearing hemp, which made her even more pityful.

Zheng responded by saying: If you want to be pretty, you have to wear filial piety.

The monk Huiqing from Qingliang Temple was dazzled by the two lumps of white flesh in front of him, and his mouth and tongue couldn't help but become dry. He was chanting the scripture "What color is not empty, and what is empty is not different color", but his body could not calm down.

"Madam, this matter is related to Qian Tianhe. This temple does not accept such rituals. Taoist priest Zhao Chengwen of Wanshou Palace in Tongjing Town may have some knowledge in this area... The poor monk only chants sutras to achieve salvation."

"Fucking fart!" Zhao Zhongxin scolded: "When did my master become knowledgeable about such rotten butthole things? This monk really opened his mouth to do it."

Lin Zhuming patted Zhao Zhongxin on the back: "Don't be angry yet."

Rich Man Ren saw Lin Zhuming coming and said, "Master Zhao from Wanshou Palace is no longer here, but Master Lin is in charge now, but I don't know that Master Lin..."

"Pindao won't do this. Besides, Ren Yuan, you didn't say anything about this yesterday."

"Isn't this incidental?"

But at this moment, a red coffin was carried in.

An old man wearing a "Five Buddha Crown" on his head, holding a Sanqing bell, blowing an ox horn, and wearing black, red and yellow belts led the way.

At the same time, he muttered something.

Good guy, how many ghosts and monsters has Mr. Ren invited?

To be honest, it is easy to get blocked if you are planning to get married.

Lin Zhuming has always been cautious, but he didn't expect to be tricked into it.

"Then it's okay if you two don't want to do this. After all, there are specialties in the art." Rich Man Ren said.

Lin Zhuming looked at the red coffin and the white coffin, shaking his head: "I have to say goodbye."

"Wait a minute!" Rich Man Ren said, "Master Lin is already here. Do you want to break your promise?"

"If you do something that goes against your true intentions and violates the precepts, just treat it as a fart." Lin Zhuming said, "Even if Ren Yuanwai says that Pindao is a thief who breaks his promise, there is nothing he can do."

"I'm afraid you can't get out." He saw seven or eight servants surrounding him.

He is said to be a servant, but he is actually a guard thug. He looks tall and thick, and he holds a short stick that reaches his eyebrows.

Lin Zhuming raised his eyebrows and drew his sword: "Why, are you going to stop me from doing this?"

"You have used my carefully selected Feng Shui treasure land, and now you want to break your promise. Do you really think that you don't care about me and just treat me as a small character who can be bullied?"

Lin Zhuming said coldly: "As expected, you can eat people without spitting out their bones."

The monk Huiqing said: "Ren Yuanwai is a well-known philanthropist within a hundred miles. Is there any misunderstanding about this Taoist priest?"

Zhao Zhongxin grabbed Lin Zhuming's sleeve from behind: "Brother, can you beat me?"

"The odds are not very high." Lin Zhuming was telling the truth. He had known he wouldn't come, so how could he have known it was the Hongmen Banquet.

"Master Lin, this matter is of great importance to my Ren family. As long as this is done, I will naturally let Master Lin leave. In addition to the money originally promised, there are also carriage fees, tea fees, pen polishing fees, opening fees, and groundbreaking fees.

All the money given to the gods will be sent to the Wanshou Palace."

There are so many "names" for doing a ritual ceremony? Where are the rules?

But seeing that Monk Huiqing was not surprised, he instead said: Great Goodness. Lin Zhuming knew clearly what the rules were. No wonder the rich man Zhou was unwilling to ask the monk from Qingliang Temple to do something.

Another folk mage also nodded slightly.

Lin Zhuming was not willing to join the others, but for the sake of his life, he had to agree temporarily.

But I already had the idea of ​​doing some tricks in my mind.

Since you are in the first grade of junior high school, don't blame Pindao for doing the fifteenth grade.

Seed for birth and marriage, if these two things are done together, the power is not as simple as one plus one equals two.

"OK."

Seeing that Lin Zhuming agreed, Rich Man Ren also breathed a sigh of relief. After all, Mingming was wearing a sword and the cold light was scary.

What's more, Rich Man Ren is not very clear about Lin Zhuming's origins, but since he can travel far and wide, he must have some abilities.

Otherwise, Rich Man Ren would not have borrowed these thugs from Mr. Yuan Si of Baopin Casino.
Chapter completed!