Chapter 61 Plot Change, Change, Change.

Looking at the two mages with a disbelief look, Master Ren asked strangely, "Uncle Jiu, what's wrong? What's wrong?"

Uncle Jiu looked at this strange burial method and shook his head at Master Ren, "It's not wrong, but it's very bad!"

Looking at the serious uncle, Wen Cai scratched his head and asked, "Master, what the hell is going on! We can't understand what you and your uncle said!"

Listening to the disciple's words and the curious eyes around him, Uncle Jiu said, "This cave ascends to the sky for the hidden dragon. How can this coffin fly when it is chained!" Moreover, a pool was dug out of the tomb of the Qianlong. The Qianlong couldn't fly, so he had to get into the water. As a result, he couldn't go up or down, so he had to struggle hard. Therefore, the reason why Master Ren's family business will lose so quickly is that this Qianlong, which represents your family's luck, is struggling. You should know that Qianlong is trapped, which consumes family luck very much. After saying this, Uncle Jiu said affirmatively to Master Ren, "If this land has been done like this, you must have offended the feng shui man at that time.

Listening to the words in his ear, Master Ren hesitated to tell the truth after thinking for a while.

At that time, Old Master Ren and this Mr. Fengshui were old friends. At that time, Old Master Ren and Mr. Fengshui fell in a fancy to a woman at the same time. As a result, because Old Master Ren was young and had a lot of money, he got a beautiful woman. However, although the woman married into Ren's family, it was not a big house, but a family in the name of marrying a concubine. And Mr. Ren is also a mischirer. Since he married the woman, he has become more and more indifferent to her.

Over time, Mr. Ren slowly began to contact the family business and rarely went home all day long. After a long time, the woman actually fell in love with her servants who served her. Unfortunately, the good times did not last long. Once again, Mrs. Ren suddenly returned home. When the two were making out, he was caught by Mrs. Ren. As a result, in anger, Mrs. Ren killed them in the courtyard.

However, there is a saying that the family is ugly and should not be publicized, so Mr. Ren just told foreigners that she died of illness. However, strangely, since the woman's death, Mr. Fengshui, who had a good relationship with Mr. Ren, also disappeared. It was not until his father's death that he came in the name of mourning and presided over his father's funeral.

Hearing this, Uncle Jiu shook his head and sighed, "If I guess correctly, Mr. Fengshui must also be a master of fine channel method. He must have known this after detaining the woman's soul with Taoism. However, this Mr. Fengshui is actually a strange way to make you a degeneration woman for 20 years. But fortunately, he still remembered some old feelings and asked you to come to the coffin in 20 years, otherwise I don't know how your family died!"

"Bomb." With the roar of lightning, Uncle Jiu looked at the dark clouds above his head and no longer care about Mr. Ren's ugly face, but said to the workers around him, " Pull up the coffin quickly, or it will rain soon."

"One, two, three, pull, one, two, three, pull." With the sound of the slogan, the pipe of the iron cable was pulled out by everyone.

After seeing the pipe being placed on the ground, four men with all kinds of tools opened the nails on the coffin with Uncle Jiu's shouting.

Looking at the nails on the coffin being opened, Uncle Jiu shouted to the onlookers, "Today is the day when Ren Gongwei bravely sees the sun again. All the ages, 36, 22 years, 35 and 48, born in the year of the Rooster and the year of the Ox all turn around and avoid.

Looking at the people who turned around, after a minute, Uncle Jiu nodded and said, "Okay, finish avoiding and open the hall."

"Cock" followed a flash of lightning, and the coffin was slowly opened. Looking at the black gas emitted from the coffin, Uncle Jiu said to be careful of the poison of the body, and then took everyone to stand in the position of passing the wind.

"Hmm! Brother, the body is fat!" Looking at the opened coffin, the four-eye Taoist priest next to him said solemnly to Uncle Jiu.

Qin Hui, who listened to this, looked at Mr. Ren in front of him and saw him lying quietly in the pipe in Qing Dynasty clothes, as if the time of burial was the same as these two days.

Looking at Mr. Ren who looked like a zombie, Qin Hui smiled happily and said secretly, "It's okay, it's okay. If you don't even go to the plot, where can I find those zombies? Well, that's great. I'm relieved to see you become a zombie.

"Dad, grandpa, grandpa, it's really helpless to disturb you!" With a cry, Master Ren took Ren Tingting and Wu Zitong to kneel in front of the coffin.

Master Ren, who cried for a while, stood up and frowned at Uncle Jiu, "Uncle Jiu, look at this body!"

Uncle Jiu looked at Mr. Ren, who had not changed for 20 years. After thinking about it, he said to Mr. Ren, "Master, the old man's body is ignified. Let's cremate immediately."

After listening to Uncle Jiu's words, Master Ren immediately shook his head and said, "No matter what, it can't be cremated. My father was most afraid of fire before, and once told me that he must not be cremated. Uncle Jiu, you are just thinking about other ways."

Uncle Jiu listened and said hesitantly, "Mr. Ren, this is extraordinary! I think it will be troublesome if it is not cremated!"

After listening to this, Master Ren still shook his head resolutely and said, "No, think about other ways to do it. I will never agree to cremation."

Uncle Jiu looked at the body of Mr. Ren in the coffin and sighed, "Well, in this case, let's leave it in our Yizhuang first. When tomorrow dawns, I will find a cemetery for the old man so that he can rest as soon as possible.

Hearing that Uncle Jiu no longer mentioned cremation, Master Ren looked at the lightning overhead and nodded, "Well, my father will give it to you first. Now that the weather is bad, we want to go back. Let's talk about it tomorrow."

Uncle Jiu listened and looked at the figures of Master Ren and others leaving. He waved to the workers beside him and shouted, "Come on, cover the coffin and carry it back to Yizhuang."

"Bang, bang, bang, bang." With the sound of knocking, the coffin was nailed again by several big men.

The four-eye Taoist priest looked at the solemn ninth uncle and said, "Brother, there is absolutely something wrong with this body! Let's be careful when we go back, otherwise it will be very troublesome.

Uncle Jiu listened and looked at the men who were tying ropes on the coffin and said with agreement, "Well, we will open the altar after we go back. This matter is absolutely careless."

"Cock, boom," Just as several people were talking, a flash of lightning fell from the air, and then hit the coffin heavily, smashing the whole coffin to pieces.

"Thunder hits the corpse! Not good."