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Ninth Uncle handed over Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng and said, "You two will light a plum blossom incense array on the tomb, and come back and tell me what it will be like."

Wu Qizhe asked curiously, "Why burn incense? Is there any particularity in this?"

Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng, who were about to leave, listened to Wu Qizhe's question and pricked up their ears curiously.

To Wu Qizhe's sensitive and studious attitude, Uncle Jiu nodded with satisfaction: "The unearthed coffin has disturbed all directions, and a stick of incense was lit in front of Master Ren's grave and the surrounding graves, and the good or bad can be judged by the burning of the incense. "

Seeing Wu Qizhe and his two apprentices look like the original, eye-opening appearance, Jiu Shu felt a sense of satisfaction.

"Okay, let's talk about this first today, you can go to the hill before you go to the incense." Then he instructed the two apprentices: "Remember, every grave must be incense!" He wanted to accept Wu Qizhe as his apprentice, but he was not in a hurry, and the character of the other party also needed to be studied.

"Since we've all left, let's do a favor together." After Qiusheng finished speaking, he gave Wu Qizhe a part of the incense in his hand.

The three of them split up to offer incense to the surrounding graves.

Qiu Sheng bent down and gave incense to the graves, and soon the last grave was left on his side.

Qiusheng looked around and saw that there was no one there, so he started to untie his belt, he couldn't help it.

Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, I'm about to suffocate.

After a busy afternoon, the master really treats his apprentice as an animal!

Unbuttoning his trousers and taking out the artifact, Qiu Sheng was facing the tombstone, and he began to patter.

"Hmph, what are you doing?"

Suddenly, there was a voice, which scared Qiusheng to hold back half of the liquid he had just released.

Looking left and right, there is no one.

Whoa, fucked up!

Taking a step back, it was a snap, and the family stepped directly on the soil that had just been wet.

Go, guess the urine, or not so unlucky.

Qiusheng turned his head and ran into Wu Qizhe who was approaching before he took two steps.

The corner of Wu Qizhe's mouth twitched: "Qiusheng, what are you doing, you are in a panic."

"No, it's nothing." Said the remaining incense in his hand directly to Wu Qizhe: "These are all for you, remember to light them all!"

After he finished speaking, he didn't wait for Wu Qizhe to react, and immediately fled.

Wu Qizhe looked at the tombstone in front of him. Although he had no yin and yang eyes, he couldn't see why, but in these dog days, there were bursts of chills around him.

Qiusheng is really ignorant and fearless when he does things!

There are only two graves left, Wu Qizhe inserted a small part of the statue in one of them, looked at the grave with water marks next to it, and did not take a closer look at the portrait on it: "All these are given to you, don't blame him, he is thinking. Not bad, not on purpose."

After serving the incense, Wu Qizhe clapped his hands and turned away.

"Thank you."

A melodious female voice came from behind.

"No thanks." Wu Qizhe didn't turn around, raised his arm and waved behind him.

"..."

That's what he said, but Wu Qizhe couldn't help but quicken his pace.

......

Yizhuang.

"Master, look at this fragrance!"

Qiusheng and Wencai, who hurried back to Yizhuang from the mountain, took the burnt incense and handed it to the ninth uncle who was offering incense to the ancestors.

Holding the incense in his hand, with different lengths, one long and two short, Jiu Shu's expression changed.

"People are most afraid of three long and two short, and incense should not be two short and one long. It just burns like this!"

Looking at the incense in his hand, Jiu Shu sighed.

Wen Cai was about to eat the tribute on the table, when Uncle Jiu glared at him.

Ninth Uncle continued: "If this fragrance comes out of the house, someone must be mourned."

"Is it Master Ren's house?" Wen Cai asked.

Jiu Shu glared at Wen Cai: "Could it be here!"

After he finished speaking, he put his hands on his back and walked around to the coffin.

"It's none of my business, I don't worry about it." Wen Cai, who was about to eat the tribute, looked at Qiu Sheng beside him and said indifferently.

"Is there anything wrong with the daughter of Master Ren?" Qiu Sheng, who put his hands in his pockets, suddenly asked.

"Oh, anyway, it's going to be difficult for people with the surname Ren!" Wen Cai waved his hand.

As soon as the words were finished, both of them were stunned.

"Tingting." Wen Cai rushed over to find Jiu Shu, but was stopped by Qiu Sheng.

"Hey, you're not saying it's none of your business, and you don't have to worry about it." Qiu Sheng grabbed Wen Cai's shoulder and smiled.

"It's not like that. If you can save your sweetheart's life, getting married will not be a problem." Wen Cai said excitedly.

"Hello." Qiu Sheng stretched his voice.

"Hello." Wen Cai looked at Qiu Sheng.

"Fair competition!"

"OK!"

As Wen Cai agreed, the two rushed to the ninth uncle who was still staring at the coffin in contemplation.

"Master, think of a way." Qiu Sheng said pleadingly.

"Yes, master." Wen Cai was even more anxious than Qiu Sheng.

"I've thought about it for a long time, otherwise why would you ask someone to bring the coffin back?" Jiu Shu hugged his arms and looked at the coffin.

"Is there something wrong with this coffin?" Wen Cai asked in confusion.

"There's nothing wrong with the coffin, but there's something wrong with the dead person inside." Uncle Jiu walked to the other side with his hands behind his back.

"I also think something is wrong." Wen Cai looked at the coffin and said thoughtfully.

"Yeah, it's been twenty years and it hasn't rotted." Qiu Sheng agreed.

Looking at each other, the two seemed to think of something, walked to the other side of the coffin at the same time, and pushed open the lid of the coffin.

The lid of the coffin was pushed open, and looking at the corpse inside, it changed again.

The corpse's complexion was pale and dry not long ago, but now it has begun to turn black, and the skin on the face has begun to wrinkle.

"Wow, I am blessed."

Ninth Uncle heard the sound, immediately put down the things in his hand, walked to the coffin, looked down, his eyes shifted from the face of the corpse to the hands around his waist.

On the dry palms and fingertips, the blue and dimly glowing nails have grown very long.

"Cover up quickly." Uncle Ninth said nothing, and asked the two of them to cover up quickly.

"Prepare paper, pen, ink, sword, and sword." He instructed the two apprentices who had covered the coffin.

"What?" The two looked at Ninth Uncle at the same time.

Ninth Uncle was depressed, he was about to be mad at the two foolish apprentices, and reminded: "Yellow paper, red pen, black ink, kitchen knife, wooden sword!"

"Oh." The two responded and hurried to prepare.

A few minutes later, Uncle Jiu grabbed a big cock by the neck.

"Master, you're using chicken again!" Wen Cai was delighted.

Every time, after killing chickens, there are chickens to eat, which is the best.

"Well." Uncle Jiu glared at Wen Cai.

Being stared at by the master, Wen Cai immediately put away his smile.

"Take it, it's too talkative." Handed the wooden sword in his hand to Wen Cai, picked up the kitchen knife and wiped it neatly on the chicken's neck. Ninth Uncle pointed the bleeding place of the chicken's neck at the mouth of the bowl, letting all the blood of the rooster flow into the bowl.

Immediately, the altar was officially opened.

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