I, Ninth Uncle, Junior Brother: God-Class Papermaker

The yellow turban warrior in front of him is at least four times stronger than the previous elementary runemen!

His arms have nearly two kilograms of strength.

And there is another skill, Golden Light Guard, but this skill will greatly deplete its service life.

If you fight normally, this yellow turban warrior can fight twenty times.

But if the golden light protector is used, the wear and tear caused to it will reduce the life of the yellow towel luxuriant by half.

The strength of two thousand catties is definitely infinite!

Han Li's eyes were full of surprises. He looked at the yellow-turbaned man in front of him. He really deserves to be a mid-rank paperman. Unfortunately, the production of this mid-rank paperman is too complicated, and he can't make a lot of it himself.

But Han Li was also very satisfied.

This kind of paper man is already very strong for himself now. Those paper men before, can make a lot of them by themselves, but they have been lacking a truly powerful paper man as a support. Now they have this yellow turban man...

A smile flashed in Han Li's eyes. With a move, the yellow-turbaned man in front of him shrank in an instant, and finally turned into a paper man the size of a palm. It quickly fell into Han Li's hand and turned into a palm-sized man. A paper man, Han Li waved his hand, and the paper man instantly disappeared from Han Li's cuff.

Looking at the discarded materials next to him, Han Li pondered a little, and continued to make paper magpies.

Next, it may not be long before you are going to fight against the zombie Grandpa Ren. You must prepare enough for these things, otherwise, if you encounter something at that time, if your own paper people are not enough, then you will be in trouble!

For one day, Han Li was working hard to tie the paper.

the next day.

As soon as Han Li got up from the bed, a cry came from outside the funeral shop.

"Master Han, let me remind you that today is the auspicious day for moving the grave. Will you go with us?"

"Yeah! Let's go together, I'll be here!"

Just when Han Li was walking with Ren's family.

At this time, Uncle Jiu and his two disciples had already arrived at the grave of the old man.

In front of the grave, there are already some laborers putting up scaffolding, and also putting up an altar according to Jiu Shu's orders.

Uncle Jiu held the Feng Shui compass in his hand, and dignifiedly turned around. Wen Cai Qiusheng on the side watched Jiushu's movements curiously, and followed Jiushu around in circles in front of the tomb.

"How is it? Master, how good is Feng Shui in this place?"

Qiu Sheng on the side looked at the serious Jiu Shu curiously and asked.

"Yes, Master, this place looks beautiful, isn't Feng Shui very good?"

Master Wen Cai asked curiously at Jiu Shu.

Uncle Ji shook his head, just about to say something.

Not far away, a bunch of people walked over on the road not far away. It was Master Ren and Han Li and his party, Jiu Shu hurriedly greeted them.

"Master Ren."

"Uncle Nine!"

Master Ren walked down from the sedan chair, he looked at Jiu Shu on the side and solemnly said: "Jiu Shu, I rely on you today!"

Uncle Ji nodded, his gaze turned to Han Li who was aside.

"Junior Brother Han!"

"Brother!"

Han Li smiled and greeted Jiu Shu who was on the side.

Wen Cai Qiusheng next to him also hurriedly greeted Master Ren and Han Li.

Everyone slowly walked to the grave of Old Lady Ren, who was aside.

"what!"

Just walking to the tomb, Han Li suddenly let out a cry of surprise.

Master Ren on the side was stunned. After the incident of Steward Ding, Master Ren's trust in Han Li was already very high.

"What's wrong? Han Daochang? Is there anything wrong with my father's grave??"

Master Ren quickly asked Han Li with a serious expression.

"Junior Brother can see it too?"

At this time, the Jiu Shu on the side spoke to Han Li with a serious expression.

Han Li shook his head slightly, he looked at the grave in front of him, took a Feng Shui compass from his arms, and walked around the grave.

In fact, Han Li, who has seen the movie, of course knows that the cave in front of him is a dragonfly point, but that is a movie after all. Now Han Li has learned and practiced through Maoshan’s months of study and practice. He already knows how to judge Feng Shui. .

Now he inferred the name and direction of the acupuncture point in front of him based on the knowledge in his mind.

After a while, Han Li took the Feng Shui compass away with a serious face.

He looked at Master Ren and said, "Master Ren, who helped Grandpa Ren buried in the first place? Can you still find Master Feng Shui now?"

Hearing Han Li's words and looking at Han Li's serious expression, Master Ren's heart suddenly raised.

He hurriedly said to Han Li in front of him: "At the beginning, my father invited the acupuncture points set by the famous master Feng Shui within a radius of hundreds of miles, and then he was buried. Now... 20 years have passed. Now, Master Feng Shui, he's not around here long ago!"

Master Ren hesitated a little, and said to Han Li.

"Is there something wrong?"

Hearing what Master Ren said, Han Li sighed slightly and looked at the Master Ren in front of him and said: "This land, called Dragonfly Dian Shui Cave, is a kind of medium blessing hole. Buried here can give future generations good luck. The rich side, Master Ren, how are your luck these years?"

Master Ren shook his head.

"My family's assets have been shrinking over the years, and I have also had troubles and bad luck."

"now it's right!"

Han Li sighed, and looked at the old man in front of him with anger and said: "Dragonfly taps the water hole, so it should be covered with snowflakes, but he tells you to cover the dragonfly dot water hole with cement! The head of the coffin can't touch the water, how can this be? Called Dragonfly Dian Shui, this piece of land has been abandoned! It can be considered that Mr. Feng Shui still has a little conscience, so that you can set up a coffin and relocate it in 20 years. It will harm you for half your life, not your whole life, your generation, or your eighteenth. generation!"

Hearing Han Li's words, Master Ren's expression suddenly changed.

"Then, what should I do, Daochang Han, I..."

Master Ren looked a little anxious.

At this time, the Jiushu on the side looked at Han Li with some appreciation, and said to the master Ren on the side: "Master Ren, let's do it, wait for Grandpa Ren's coffin to be taken out and put it in Yizhuang first, and wait for two. God, I will choose another underground burial for you, how about?"

"Yes! Then trouble Jiu Shu!"

Master Ren quickly said to Uncle Jiu.

Just now.

"See the coffin!"

Several people who were digging a grave nearby exclaimed.

The crowd hurriedly gathered around.

Looking at the head of the coffin in front of him, Wen Cai murmured a little: "Why is this coffin buried like this?"

With sharp ears, Han Li heard Wen Cai’s murmur. He smiled and said, “This burial method, called legal burial, is specially used to deal with such blessed places as the dragonfly’s point of water. It’s a pity that this cement topping, Destroy this blessed land!"

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