Uncle Nine: Starting from Yizhuang to simplify the cultivation of immortals

How can it be!

Entering the house, Uncle Jiu saw the high incense in the incense burner.

The one that is more than one meter long is only half burnt now.

Shou Bo: Oh, this incense is longer than my life!

Uncle Jiu was dumbfounded.Then there was a burst of distress!

"Ah Luo, you brat, this incense is very expensive! You're wasting it like this!"

"Master, you said a stick of incense. I saw this incense as soon as I entered the room. It must be the instruction of the patriarch!"

Lin Luo giggled.

"Hmph, you prodigal son!"

Uncle Jiu remembered the tombstone that Lin Luo had kicked into pieces before, and couldn't help muttering a few words.

It seems that in the future, I have to teach this brat, A Luo, that he will be beaten for wasting money!

Thinking of this, Uncle Jiu turned around and walked out of the house with a cold face.

Qiu Shengwen in the corner saw that Uncle Jiu had come out again, and his deformed movements suddenly became extremely standard again.

Wen Cai gritted his teeth, but he could only sway, and his standards were no longer up to par.

Look at the sweat on the foreheads of the two of them from time to time, dripping down their chins, and Wen Cai's pitiful look.

Uncle Jiu waved his hands angrily, and said to the two of them.

"Okay, okay, Qiusheng, go back and reflect on yourself. It's getting late, so I'll stop here today!"

"Ha! Thank you Master, I will definitely reflect on myself!"

Qiu Sheng jumped up suddenly, moving his sore body and said.

"Master, what about me!"

Wen Cai asked with a bitter face, pulling his ears.

Uncle Jiu didn't let him get up, so he didn't dare to move, what if another stick of incense was added!

Uncle Jiu snorted angrily, and said seriously, "Get up too, if you do this kind of trick in the future, the cane won't be the table!"

"Yes yes yes, I know Master, I will never dare in the future!"

Wen Cai seemed to be pardoned, and stood up straight with the wall, only feeling numb all over, and he was about to be crippled.

This time it was really memorable.

"Tomorrow at noon, the Ren family will come to take over the old man's coffin. Qiusheng, you come with the Ren family tomorrow."

Uncle Jiu gave Qiusheng instructions.

"Oh! Got it, Master!"

Qiusheng nodded.

"Master, let me go too, and I can help the Ren family!"

Wencai also suddenly proposed, thinking beautifully in his heart.

Go to Ren's house to help out tomorrow morning, so I can see Tingting earlier!

Uncle Jiu glared at him angrily, "You went to Ren's house, who is working here, let me come?"

Wen Cai's face suddenly became bitter, and he dared not speak.

My head was hot, and I forgot about this!

Qiu Sheng smirked, patted Wen Cai on the shoulder and said, "Brother, it's fine, I will take good care of Tingting, don't worry!"

Wen Cai pushed Qiu Sheng's hand away, and said depressedly, "It's because of you that I don't feel at ease!"

"What are you two doing? You don't want to rest, do you? Then continue squatting!"

Uncle Jiu glared at him, and Wencai immediately slipped away, showing how tired he looked just now.

Wen Cai was really scared, if he squatted down again, he would be useless.

Wen Cai's voice came from the kitchen.

"Master, I will boil water for washing your feet!"

Qiu Sheng stopped being embarrassed, and under the watchful eyes of Uncle Jiu, he smiled and went to get the incense sticks, and was about to push the cart home.

"Master, I'm going back, good night!"

Qiu Sheng said goodnight to Uncle Jiu, and pushed the cart to the outside of Yizhuang.

"Well, go, don't turn back no matter what you hear on the road!"

Seeing Qiu Sheng who had come out of the gate of Yizhuang, Uncle Nine gave some instructions, and then closed the gate of Yizhuang straightforwardly.

With a bang, it was very crisp.

Looking at the pitch-black gate, Qiu Sheng twitched the corner of his mouth, let out a slow oh, shook his head helplessly, got into the car with a smile and left.

"Master, why is he acting like a child, playing childish temper!"

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Chapter 022 Ren Weiyong: Brother, I'm out!

Today Uncle Jiu and Wencai traveled over mountains and ridges, after a tiring day.

After coming back at night and tossing and tossing for a long time, I was very tired.

The two washed up, burned incense to the patriarch, said good night, and went to bed.

A new cemetery has been found. Tomorrow at noon the team will start from Yizhuang, dig a hole at the place, throw the coffin in and bury it. There will be another ritual ceremony, and the relocation of the old man will be over!

Thinking that a trouble was about to end, Uncle Jiu's vigilance relaxed a lot, and his body was exhausted, so he soon fell into a deep sleep.

Not to mention Wen Cai, who sleeps like a pig on weekdays, falling on the pillow when it touches it.

It's even worse now, lying down and falling asleep for a second, snoring like thunder, and it's even more unshakable!

Lin Luo had paper balls stuffed in his ears, and a mask of pain was hung on his handsome and cute face.

Uncle Jiu's room kept snoring, but Wencai's side was snoring like thunder!

The two are like a competition, you ring me louder than you!

Especially Wencai, who can make the sound of an electric drill when snoring!

Turning in a circle and snoring cannon!

There's no one left!

How could Lin Luo be able to sleep in such a situation? I tried stuffing cotton balls and paper balls in my ears, but it didn't work at all.

At this time, he finally realized the pain of those jars in the hut.

Brother Monkey waved his hand, he was so annoying~

Lin Luo simply didn't sleep, and sat in the morgue playing with his paper man.

During the day today, Uncle Jiu and Wen Cai were not there, and Lin Luo was the only one in the Yi Zhuang. Lin Luo was free, so he prepared some materials and made a few paper figurines.

They are all instructors who were once familiar and can no longer be familiar with.

I remember seeing a netizen on the Internet back then who compiled the Flower Sutra with the names of the teachers.

Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, after a long time of walking Fukata and chanting the beauty of Romi, he saw five cherry empties, and saved a beautiful thread, Kira Ling.

The color is young and the name is empty, the empty is not Kuisi, the cape is empty, the empty is bright and the pomelo is affected by Natsume, and there is also Murakami.

Shereiko is Kazuka Matsumoto, Maina Yurika, Moe Jing, Kojima Minami, Miharu Miyazawa, Kanon Kanon, Nana Kawakami, Naoho Mojinguji, Yui Nagase , Nai Linyin Peach Blossom World, Mukai Lan, every time I see pear blossoms!

talent!Proper talent!

The paper figurines that Lin Luo is making now are going to be inspired according to the figures and appearances of these female Bodhisattvas!

Not for anything else, just looking at it will make you feel happy physically and mentally!

The only pity is that the paper puppet can't speak.

snoring—

snort--

crunch--

snoring—

Ok?

Lin Luo stopped what he was doing, and took out the tissue ball in his ear suspiciously.

It seemed that there was something wrong with the snoring just now!

Just at this moment, there was another creaking sound.

Lin Luo raised his eyebrows, and his eyes suddenly became sharp.

That's right!

There is indeed movement!

Lin Luo threw the semi-finished product in his hand aside, and searched for the place where the sound came from.

In the morgue, Ren Weiyong's coffin was parked alone, with a white curtain drawn around it, inside which were placed paper figurines and painted circles, and on the altar table were incense offerings such as pig heads, fruits, and sesame cakes.

Although zombies are rejected by heaven and earth, they are not in the Three Realms and Five Elements and will not enter reincarnation.

But a corpse is a corpse, and a soul is a soul.

After a person dies, the soul will be taken away by ghost messengers, or he will report to the Temple of the City God or the Temple of the Earth, and the soul will be sent to the underworld by the City God or the Land!

Of course, there are also those who are nostalgic for the world, have deep obsessions, run away and become lonely souls without a master, and finally turn into ghosts.

After Ren Weiyong died, his soul should have gone down long ago.

Unless Mr. Feng Shui did something to Ren Weiyong before the burial, so that his soul would be trapped in the body, sealed in the tomb, and suffered endlessly for 20 years!

But if this is the case, these sacrifices really have no fate with Ren Weiyong.

crunch--

Lin Luo opened the white curtain and saw what was going on inside.

The sound came from Ren Weiyong's coffin. The ink thread on the bottom of the coffin has disappeared. If there were not three ink rope nets covering the coffin, the coffin would have fallen apart!

The ink rope net exudes a faint golden light, which has become dimmer due to restraining the zombies, and it seems that it can't last long.

At this moment, the coffin creaked again.

In the next second, the coffin shook violently a few times and scattered in all directions.

boom -

The coffin fell apart, and the ink rope net covering the coffin was instantly torn off by the heavy coffin.

o((⊙﹏⊙))o

Lin Luo immediately held his breath, and opened his eyes wide to see the old man who jumped out of the coffin.

At this time, Ren Weiyong looked like a chimpanzee, the skin on his face was tightly wrinkled, and there were thick black hairs.

A pair of dull eyes, protruding fangs in the mouth, dry and stiff hands, nails more than three inches long, shone with a strange cold light under the light of the flames, looking like iron claws!

The zombie stretched out his hands and sniffed with his nose, as if he was looking for something.

Lin Luo shrank back and held his breath, always feeling that Ren Weiyong was looking for him!

Don't feel it, be confident!I am looking for you!

Ren Weiyong: Little brother, I'm out now, where do you put it?

Ren Weiyong sniffed around, but failed to find the target, and immediately started moving in one direction without wasting time.

It stands to reason that the zombies who have just transformed into corpses are all stiff, slow-moving, and very afraid of people and sunlight.

Only dare to come and go in the middle of the night, worship the moon to practice or find some docile animals to suck blood.