Chapter 88xian

Uncle Jiu looked up at the scorching sun above his head and walked along the path to the small building.

"Don't move, the color of the soil here is wrong." Uncle Jiu, who walked outside the small building, stopped Wen Cai who wanted to run to knock on the door. Then he squatted on the ground, grabbed a handful of soil, and gently twisted it in his hand. With the movement in his hand, Uncle Jiu looked doubtfully at the messy land on the ground and the white powder mixed in the loess in his hand. And the literary talent beside him became more and more ugly after seeing the white powder in Uncle Jiu's hand.

"Master! What's wrong with you? Don't you want to go in and drink water? I'll knock on the door." After Wen Cai's face changed, she quickly took two steps and wanted to help Uncle Jiu up.

Feeing the apprentice's movements, Uncle Jiu patted off the dust in his hand and said cautiously, "Let's be careful. This place is strange."

After listening to Wen Cai, his eyes kept changing, and then he smiled and said, "What's strange about this! Master, you are too careful."

"What do you see?" Uncle Jiu opened his palm, came to Wen Cai's eyes and said, "This is lime. How can ordinary people use lime to pave the yard!" After saying this, Uncle Jiu took two steps forward and then scratched on the ground with his feet. With the action of Uncle Jiu, a layer of white ground was exposed under the cut open loess.

Uncle Jiu, who finished this action, sighed at Wen Cai: "The whole yard is surrounded by lime, and you said it's not strange!" I have taught you for so many years, what have you learned?"

Hearing the literary talent, he said with a smile, "Master, if there is lime, it may not be strange! Maybe the owner's family is rich, or after building the house, there is still lime left, so it is spread on the ground!"

Uncle Jiu looked at the prominent trees around the small building and said without looking back, "Nonsense, lime can isolate the confidence and keep the body from decaying. The method of paving the floor with lime is only used by my Taoist method of raising corpses. And these trees around this small building are obviously transplanted. The bee tree is also called the ghost tree, which has the effect of gathering yin and avoiding yang. Do you think it's a coincidence that these two points are combined?

After saying this, Uncle Jiu looked at the mountains and forests behind the small building and said again, "The back of the house is a backer. When encountering this pattern, mulberry trees should be planted around the small building!" But why are there only trees and no mulberry trees around the small building? That's strange!"

Listening to Uncle Jiu's words, Wen Ci asked strangely, "Master, why do you still plant mulberry trees!" Isn't it to raise a corpse?

Uncle Jiu took out a small gossip mirror from his arms, held it in the palm of his hand, walked towards the door of the small building, and replied, "The mountain is also spiritual. This house is built by the mountain, and it is also a place to raise corpses. In order to avoid the mountain god from anger, it is necessary to plant a few mulberry trees to show his intention. If you die from planting mulberry trees, it means that the mountain god does not agree with you to raise corpses in his place. You need to move away quickly, otherwise there will be a disaster. But if you want the mulberry tree to be planted and don't die, it means that the mountain god doesn't mind if you raise a corpse here, or there is no mountain god in this mountain. Don't be afraid.

Hearing this, he said with a bitter face, "My master! So why didn't you tell me to see me off! How can you keep a hand!"

Hearing the apprentice's complaint, Uncle Jiu scolded unhappily: "You bastard, what a hand! I'm doing it for your own good. You haven't studied well. It's not good for you to talk too much.

Uncle Jiu looked at Wencai and wanted to say something, so he interrupted; "Okay, stop talking and knock on the door. I'd like to see which family is the tall man and raise the corpse here."

Wen Cai walked over and pushed the doorknob twice and found that it was locked. Looking at the locked door, Wen Cai knocked on the door a few times, took out the key from his pocket without hesitation, and then inserted it into the keyhole.

Uncle Jiu looked at Wen Cai's movements and asked strangely, "This is not our Yizhuang. What's the use of holding the key!"

"Of course the key opened the door!" Wen Cai said as she inserted the key. After the key was inserted, Wen Cai, who just wanted to unscrew the door lock, was stunned, and then thought to himself, "No! This is not Yizhuang. If the master knows that I have the key here, then I won't wear it!"

"You're driving!" Uncle Jiu looked at the stiff literary talent with an expression of a fool.

"Ah!" Wen Cai answered, then pretended to twist a few times, then turned his head and said to the smiling ninth uncle, "Master, no, I can't open this key. Otherwise, I think we'd better not go in. The door is locked. The master's house must not be at home. If we go like this, we won't be regarded as a thief!"

"What's the cost of that! Let's go. Since there are fellows, come and have a look again. Looking at Wen Cai's unreliable appearance, Uncle Jiu shook his head helplessly and turned around and wanted to leave.

"Oh!" Uncle Jiu, who had just turned around, suddenly found a middle-aged man standing not far from him in a hat. This man is about 30 or 40 years old, expressionless and wearing a yellow coat.

Uncle Jiu looked at the middle-aged man dressed as a foreigner and the golden life lock, and then said, "Xiaodao, Maoshan sent thousands of machines. Passing by and seeing that there are fellow people here, I want to disturb them. If there is anything rude, don't blame me.

"Ah! Wang Dali!" After hearing Uncle Jiu's words, Wen Cai turned around and exclaimed to the foreigner, with a ghostly look on his face.

Hearing the apprentice's words, Uncle Jiu looked at it. After the long-life lock written on the foreigner's chest, he frowned at Wencai and scolded Wen Cai; "How to speak!" I don't understand politeness at all!"

Wang Dali looked at Wen Cai's familiar face, turned his head and looked at Uncle Jiu blankly, and then walked towards a big tree. Wang Dali, who walked to the big tree, held it in his arms and pulled it out so bluntly. After pulling out the tree, Wang Dali carried it on his shoulder and walked to the back of the small building, noting the intention of the two.

Uncle Jiu and Wencai looked at the tree pulled up by Wang Dali, and the corners of their mouths twitched as if they saw aliens.

Uncle Jiu, who slowly recovered, looked at Wang Dali who disappeared at the corner, got up and chased him, and shouted at Wen Cai: "There are strangeness everywhere here. I'm afraid it's not my Taoist Taoist. Come with me. Let's see what this person wants to do first.

Looking at the ninth uncle who ran over, Wen Cai chased him and scratched his head and thought, "Strange, where are they going, Brother Qin?" And why was Wang Dali released and running around outside like a normal person!"

At this time, the ninth uncle who chased him, after passing the corner of the small building, saw Wang Dali, who looked different everywhere. At this time, Wang Dali was putting down the tree. And the big tree that was put down was right in front of a hole in the wall.

Wang Dali, who put down the big tree, looked at Uncle Jiu and Wencai standing at the corner, raised his hand, pointed to the big hole, shook his head at the two, and then waved his hand to Uncle Jiu and the others impatiently.

Uncle Jiu looked at the movement in Wang Dali's hand, thought about it, and said, "You mean you don't want us to go in!" Let's go quickly?"

After listening to Uncle Jiu's words, Wang Dali nodded silently and then made a beating posture.

Standing behind Uncle Jiu, Wen Cai stretched out a thumbs-up at Wang Dali, and then came to Uncle Jiu's side and persuaded him, "Master, since they don't welcome us, there is no need for us to be shamelessly!" In my opinion, let's go back."

"No! No!" Uncle Jiu narrowed his eyes and looked at Wang Dali with a dull face.

Wen Cai heard this, took Uncle Jiu's hand and wanted to go out; "Master, don't be wrong, let's go quickly, or if someone drives us away later, we will lose face!"

After being pulled back a few steps by Wen Cai, Uncle Jiu said doubtfully, "Wait a minute, there seems to be something wrong with this person. He has no vitality on him. He doesn't look like a living person!"

Wen Cai listened and explained while intensifying the pulling action: "Master, you think too much. There is nothing missing these days, but there is no shortage of strange people. Let's go quickly, otherwise he will go crazy and we will be in trouble. And there is such a big sun on the top of this head, even if the living dare not come out and run around, let alone those dirty things!"

"This!" After looking up at the scorching sun above his head, Uncle Jiu looked at Wang Dali again, with a puzzled look on his face.

"No, I can't just leave. Why don't I try him today to see what he is? I won't sleep at night." With the voice, just as Wencai was about to pull Uncle Jiu out of the corner, Uncle Jiu suddenly broke away from him. Then he took out a palm-sized copper sword from his sleeve.

"Bronze money sword, go." After taking the copper sword in his hand, Uncle Jiu put the sword in his palm and wiped it with his palm. Then he pointed to Wang Dali with his hand.

Ding, Ding, Ding, Ding. With Uncle Jiu's gesture, the copper sword hit Wang Dali's chest. With the impact, these copper swords wrapped in red threads broke and jingled scattered all over the ground.

"Wow!" Seeing that the copper coin sword was useless, Wen Cai couldn't help exhaling and put it down, which had been raised on his throat.

Looking at the copper coins scattered at Wang Dali's feet, Uncle Jiu said to himself doubtfully: "Is it my magic eye wrong! It shouldn't be!" Thinking of this, the ninth uncle quickly thought about those Taoist classics and finally nodded: "Well, it must be this person. What treasure can restrain my eyes!" That's why he is not popular in my eyes!"

Thinking of this, he walked to Wang Dali's side with a smile, squatted down, picked up the copper coins scattered on the ground, and said without raising his head; "Master Wang, I just wanted to show you this family's flying sword trick. As a result, Xiaodao was not good at learning and was ruined by poor Taoism. Don't blame, don't blame!"

Wen Cai listened to Uncle Jiu's words, looked at Wang Dali, who was grinding his teeth, and kept waving his hands at him, signaling him to calm down and stop wearing it.

"Ah! Master, be careful!" Listening to the disciple's exclamation, Uncle Jiu, who felt the wind above his head, was a lazy donkey rolling on the spot.

"It's all poor. This joke is a little too much. Don't be angry, don't be angry." Uncle Jiu, who had just stabilized his body, waved his hand and said with a smile to Wang Dali who came.

For Uncle Jiu's words, Wang Dali, who felt provocative, roared, revealing his fangs that had been hidden in his mouth.

Seeing this familiar fangs, Uncle Jiu, who had been dealing with zombies for half his life, his face changed greatly; "Ah! You are a zombie! You can also come out during the day! How is this possible!"