I, a Saiyan, cultivate immortality in the world of Nine Uncles

—— On the top of the hill, Master Ren was waiting anxiously, with more than [-] helpers and servants waiting beside him.

Of course he was concerned about his own affairs, and he prepared all the incense tables, candles, and paper money for ancestor worship early on.

But Uncle Jiu, the person in charge of today's matter, has not come yet, which made him unhappy.

Far away, a servant who went down the mountain to investigate ran back: "Master, Captain Wei brought Daochang Lin over here."

Behind the servants were Uncle Jiu and the others, and Master Ren greeted them with a false smile.

"Lin Daochang, I'm finally waiting for you. Hurry up and do it!"

Ninth Uncle nodded slightly, and made a point of explaining: "Yes. When the ancestors move house, they must burn incense and pray, so as not to displease the ancestors. Mr. Ren, you go to burn incense first, and Ren Tingting and Ah Wei, as juniors, also have to offer incense and bow down."

After Master Ren, Ah Wei, and Ren Tingting finished offering incense, Ninth Uncle had already changed into a yellow magic robe and specially wore a Taoist crown on his head.

He picked up three incense sticks and lit them in the incense burner, and started without saying anything grandiose about Shinto.

I see.

Uncle Jiu walked to the big tomb, looked left and right down the mountain, and taught Jiang Yeming beside him:
"The feng shui of this cemetery is a dragonfly-pointed water cave. It stands on the back of the mountain. There is water in front of the tomb, which can ensure that everything will be smooth and smooth for future generations. These Maoshan Fengshui records have records. You should take a look first, and there are some my own experiences in it."

As Uncle Jiu said, he took out a booklet from his pocket and handed it to Jiang Yeming,

"Understood, Master." Jiang Yeming is very interested in Feng Shui, and after learning it, he happens to use it to explore various ancient tombs in the world. He can not only beat zombies to train the blood of Saiyans, but also get some money to supplement his family.

He immediately flipped through this Maoshan Fengshui record.

At this time, Master Ren came over and said with a smile:
"Master Lin really has a way. This is the dragonfly point water point. Mr. Feng Shui also searched for a long time before finding it."

"That's right, your dragonfly pointing to the water hole, the hole is three feet four feet long, the center is only four feet wide, and the width is one foot three feet, and only three feet are useful. Therefore, the coffin cannot be buried horizontally, but can only be buried legally."

Ren Tingting, who was recording in a small notebook at the side, couldn't understand what Uncle Jiu said, and couldn't help asking:
"Lin Daochang, what is a legal burial?"

"It's not easy. Mr. Ren admired Western culture and gave his father a French funeral." Wencai said with witty words, with a smug expression on his face.

Mr. Ren twisted his nose angrily, and snorted coldly. No one in this Ren family village knew that there were foreign men 20 years ago, and he planned a ghostly French funeral.

"Hmph! An ignorant guy." Uncle Jiu stared at him, and Wen Cai's face immediately shrunk.

Jiang Yeming put down the pamphlet and explained on behalf of Master:

"The study of Fengshui is ever-changing, and even the best tombs are hard to find perfect. This requires the cooperation of burial methods in order to make the best use of everything." Jiang Yeming pointed at the tomb like an adult with his short legs: "For example, this dragonfly pointing water cave is three feet long. It also needs a tombstone, a tomb body, and a very small place for the coffin in the middle. Therefore, if you want to bury without damaging Fengshui, you can only use the vertical burial method."

"Ye Ming is right. The so-called legal burial pays attention to adapting measures to local conditions, which is to use the method of Fengshui to break the situation." Uncle Jiu showed an expression of approval on his face, and the little apprentice once again showed his outstanding talent.
Master Ren nodded repeatedly after listening to what the master and apprentice said, and he raised his head as a memory.

"After hearing what you said, I remembered that the Feng Shui master insisted on using the method of burial, and said that this method can keep Ren's family safe for 20 years."

"Then why do we have to move the grave and coffin now?" Jiang Yeming asked on behalf of his master.

Master Ren's face was a little embarrassed, and he immediately replied: "Mr. Feng Shui said it first. After 20 years, we must move the earth and move the grave, otherwise my Ren family's business will fail."

"So that's how it is." Uncle Jiu nodded, and lowered his head to explain to his disciples: "There is a defect in the Dragonfly Point Water Cave. Twenty years have passed, and the surrounding Feng Shui has also changed slightly, but it can still be relocated to another place."

Finding a Taoist priest to check the geomantic omen before moving the grave to prevent mistakes and omissions is a common thing, and Uncle Jiu didn't think much about it.

After reading Feng Shui, there is no problem.

Uncle Jiu began to burn incense to worship the gods, and after reciting a requiem mantra, he beckoned for helpers: "The work is over, let's start."

"Okay." The helpers rushed forward. This time it was demolition of the tomb, but no one gave Master Ren any face. A strong man went up and kicked the tombstone with a flying kick, and then the helpers started to work with a digging hammer.

Bang bang bang. The crown of the best tomb was smashed to pieces, stone chips flew around, and no one cared about letting the old man's tombstone fall to the ground.

Master Ren frowned, but there was nothing he could do.

After a while.

The tomb was demolished, and helpers dug a round pit.

The pit is really a coffin that goes straight down.

"It's so cold! This tomb is weird! Uncle Nine, come and have a look." The helpers backed away again and again.

Uncle Jiu went forward first, Jiang Yeming followed, Wen Cai Qiusheng pushed each other and walked over, Master Ren held Ren Tingting back from going forward, A Wei was still wandering, thinking about tomorrow's duel.

A cold air floated out from the tomb, even under the sun, it felt cold.

"Master, there seems to be something wrong with the ancestral grave of Master Ren's family." Wen Cai said aloud, he had to speak out about such an obvious thing to feel comfortable.

"Shut up and let Master see what's going on." Qiu Sheng pulled Wen Cai back a step.

At the entrance of the tomb, two people, one big and one small, stretched their heads to observe.

"Master, will this coffin be so cold when buried vertically?"

"That's not true. The vertical burial and horizontal burial are just different ways. There should be something weird about it."

With sharp eyes, Jiang Yeming saw some white dust on the walls and bottom of the tomb.

"Master, look, what are those white things?"

Uncle Jiu followed his little finger to look over, picked up a scattered digging hoe from the ground nearby, and dug some white soil from the wall to pull it up.

"This is... plant ash? More than that, there is also lime in it. Who is doing this kind of outrageous business?"

Uncle Jiu's face became gloomy, and he whispered to Jiang Yeming:

"Some people have ulterior motives. They used lime to block the circulation of the air veins 20 years ago, breaking the foundation of the Dragonfly Point Water Cave, and in the name of legal burial, the corpse can only touch the yin energy of the earth's veins under the guise of a legal burial. For a long time, it can only go in and out, and the corpse will inevitably become stiff. This is the method of cultivating corpses of the evil sect."

Raise corpses!

No wonder Mrs. Ren turned into a zombie in the end. The co-author has been raised for 20 years, so it's no wonder that he hasn't changed.

Jiang Yeming asked aloud, "Then what should we do?"

"The man who decided to move the grave in 20 years must have calculated that this zombie has become a climate at this time, and if it is disposed of rashly, troubles will inevitably arise. But,"

Uncle Jiu didn't know how to answer for a moment. Although it is common to see corpses thrown away, it is another thing to tell the victim that your ancestors have turned into zombies.

Who wants to believe this kind of statement, once the words are spoken out, it is likely to be completely denied by the victim, and there will be big troubles if there is no way to intervene.

He finally made a decision.

"The corpse hasn't changed yet, and no one will believe it. It will take some time to move the grave. When the coffin is brought back to Yizhuang, we will set up an altar to expel the corpse in his body."