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Yi Tianheng's face was expressionless, but he was thinking in his heart, because of the good intentions of the Feng Shui master, the treasure land was turned into a sinister place, and the corpse was raised for twenty years and turned into a zombie. Now is the beginning of revenge.

Then the grave was dug and the coffin was lifted up.

Uncle Jiu looked around at everyone and said slowly and forcefully every word: "Everyone, today is the day when Ren Gongweiyong comes back to the light. All those who are thirty-six, twenty-two, thirty-five and forty-eight and who belong to the year of Rooster or Ox will turn around."

avoid."

Many people among the crowd turned around.

Uncle Jiu signaled to open the restaurant, and the two young men pried off the coffin nails and lifted the coffin lid.

At this time, in the forest about 20 meters away, birds suddenly started chirping wildly, causing people to panic. Then they saw the open coffin, with thick black smoke coming out, and the corpse was lifelike, stiff but not melting.

Uncle Jiu's expression changed drastically, his eyes were fixed on the corpse, and he said: "Oops!"

Yi Tianheng was also secretly frightened. He felt a powerful energy dormant in the corpse. Three days ago, he subdued a female Zongzi. Comparing the two, Old Master Ren was much stronger.

"The dragon's veins are knotted here. The cement board has blocked the water. After being thirsty for twenty years, resentment naturally arises. There is no chance that the body will not freeze."

He was thinking in his mind, and then he heard the conversation where Uncle Jiu suggested burning the body, but Ren Fa refused, and he couldn't help but sneer in his heart: "You will die if you don't persuade me with good words, the corpse will not change, even a fool knows that it is abnormal, and still wants to make Feng Shui fortune"

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Uncle Jiu sighed and said: "Since you insist, the body will be temporarily stored in Yizhuang and buried after finding the Feng Shui treasure land."

Ren Fa smiled with satisfaction and said, "I'll just bother Uncle Jiu."

Uncle Jiu turned around and told Wencai and Qiu Sheng: "Go and burn a plum blossom incense array. Bring it back and show me what it will look like."

Before he left, he frowned and stared at the body.

How could Uncle Jiu not know that there was a big problem with this corpse? The worry he revealed at this glance had proved it, but the victim insisted. He knew that people are so sophisticated that it was useless to object.

When the coffin lid was closed again, he sighed and said to Yi Tianheng: "Tianheng, you should follow the scholar Qiusheng and learn the Plum Blossom Fragrance Array."

The plum blossom incense array predicts misfortunes and fortunes by placing incense on the ancestral graves of the Ren family and setting up the array according to the number of plum blossoms. The misfortunes and fortunes of the Ren family are calculated.

Yi Tianheng followed the literary talent Qiusheng and placed incense on these scattered graves. None of the monuments with the prefix "Ren" on them were left.

I ran around here and there, looking around in these overgrown tombs, and then inserted incense according to the plum blossom formation. After about ten minutes, I was done.

Yi Tianheng took a stick of incense and walked past a tomb. He suddenly stopped. He turned his head and looked towards the tomb, frowning. Because he felt a sense of voyeurism, very strong, like the land under the osmanthus trees in Yizhuang.

The same thing as given to him.

There is a photo above the tomb, and underneath the photo is written the name of the tomb owner: Dong Xiaoyu.

Dong Xiaoyu in the photo is young and beautiful, with good facial features. She is considered a beautiful girl in Renjia Town.

Yi Tianheng glanced at the tombstone, then turned and left.

But an ethereal voice reached his ears: "Sir, please bring me some incense."

Yi Tianheng sneered in his heart and did not look back.

This ethereal and ethereal voice came: "Sir, I beg you."

Yi Tianheng stopped, turned around, stared at the photo on the tombstone, and said, "Don't bother me."

Three of the lit incense sticks were turned half-circle in the palm of the hand, the red bamboo stick was pinched on the fingers, and then thrown hard, "whoosh", the three incense sticks were firmly inserted in front of the tombstone.

The distance between Yi Tianheng and the tombstone was five or six meters, and his hand strength was really strong.

After he gave three sticks of incense, he turned around and left. Behind him came the ethereal voice: "Thank you, sir!"

Dong Xiaoyu's eyes in the photo moved, and then his mouth turned up slightly, and he sneered softly: "This is the first time I have seen a person with such a strong blood. If I absorb all of your Yuanyang, my ghost body will solidify, no?

Afraid of the sun."

"There is no causal relationship between me and you. If I touch you, I am committing an evil act. Now that there is the causal relationship between the three sticks of incense, it is reasonable and reasonable for me to pledge myself to you. Even the Lord of Hell can't punish me."

"If you lose your life because of your greed for my beauty, then it's none of my business, hahaha..."

Back in front of Mr. Ren's tomb, Wen Cai held three incense sticks with a panic look on his face. When he saw Yi Tianheng, he rushed up and said, "Tianheng, look at how this incense burned like this."

Yi Tianheng said: "Let's go back to Yizhuang and see what uncle says."

The two found Qiu Sheng, followed the winding mountain road, bumped into weeds along the way, and returned to Yizhuang.

Yizhuang Mortuary.

Uncle Jiu twisted three sticks of incense and frowned: "People are most afraid of three long and two short, and incense is most afraid of two short and one long."

Wencai said: "What do you mean, Master?"

Uncle Jiu said: "Someone is going to suffer."

Wencai said: "Who is going to suffer? The Ren family?"

Uncle Jiu glared at Wen Cai and said, "If it's not the Ren family, could it be this place?"

Qiu Sheng suddenly shouted: "Isn't Tingting in danger?"

Since meeting Ren Tingting three days ago, Qiu Sheng has fallen in love like Wen Cai, and his attention to matters related to Ren Tingting has reached an unprecedented level.

Uncle Jiu said: "What do you think?"

Wen Cai said: "It's so tragic, Master, you must save her."

Uncle Jiu said: "Why do you care so much about the Ren family's affairs?"

Wencai said: "If you save her life, maybe she will have a disciple-in-law. If not, I will be a bachelor in the future."

Uncle Jiu shook his head and sighed, looking uncomfortable.

Yi Tianheng covered his mouth and snickered.

People must be self-aware, otherwise, it will be very funny. Uncle Jiu must be angry and resentful, and feel helpless at his apprentice's stupid brain.

Suddenly the energy inside the coffin fluctuated violently.

Yi Tian walked to the coffin and opened the coffin lid.

A stench rushed out, and he couldn't help frowning. He saw that the body was gradually swelling, white hair grew on the face, and blue nails grew on the fingers.

"Uncle, the body has mutated."

"Oops, literary talent Qiu Sheng, prepare pen, ink, paper, sword, and catch a crowing rooster."

Wen Cai asked: "Master, what is pen, ink, paper, sword?"

Uncle Jiu glared at him and said angrily: "It's just a writing brush, an ink fountain, yellow paper, a kitchen knife, and a wooden sword."

Wencai said "Oh" and went down with Qiusheng.

Uncle Jiu was so angry that he died half of his life. Wen Cai had been with him for more than ten years, and he had even forgotten all the basic things. Is it better to be stupid or stupid?

Yi Tianheng poured a cup of hot water for Uncle Jiu and said, "Uncle, the corpse is transforming into a zombie."

Uncle Jiu took a sip of water, let go of his breath, and said, "What do you think we should do?"

Yi Tianheng said: "The corpse has been burned for a hundred times, but the Ren family refuses, so why not break the bones of the corpse?"

Uncle Jiu shook his head and said: "Zombies are different. As long as there is Yin Qi, it can recover as before."

Yi Tianheng asked: "What do you plan to do?"

Uncle Jiu said: "I locked the coffin with an ink bucket and used yang to counteract yin so that it couldn't come out. After three days, I found the Feng Shui site and buried it."

Yi Tianheng can feel the huge energy in the zombie's body, how can it be locked by a mere ink line?

But he no longer said that when a person has an idea, it is best not to oppose him, otherwise it will be counterproductive.