"Loosen the rope and lift the nail!"

The huge coffin was placed horizontally on the soil. However, who could have thought that Ren Weiyong's corpse, not only did not gradually corrode, but also had signs of becoming a corpse after more than 20 years?

"Everyone, today is Ren Gong's bravery to see the sun again. All ages are thirty-six, twenty-two, thirty-five, and forty-eight. Those born in the Year of the Rooster and Ox will turn around and avoid it."

Uncle Jiu carried his hands on his back and said to everyone.

Everyone who met the conditions turned their bodies over.

"After avoiding, tidy up your clothes and open the coffin!"

Several crows were flew out of the branches, and the unpleasant screams echoed back and forth between the mountains and fields.

Uncle Jiu frowned slightly, and Su Yang followed Uncle Jiu and approached the coffin.

The moment the lid of the coffin was opened, a strong miasma blew out from the wilted corpse under the skylight. For more than twenty years, the wind and rain were blowing and raining, but the corpse in the coffin had not rotted.

The corpse seemed to have been sucked dry, lying staggered in the coffin like a piece of rotten wood. Black hair seemed to have grown in some places above the corpse.

"Black-haired zombie!" Uncle Jiu's face turned solemn, and his expression changed immediately.

"Master Ren, you can use the corpse on the spot, just one after another, it's hard to use here again. I suggest that the body be cremated on the spot."

Ren Fa and Ren Tingting were kneeling in front of the coffin, kowtowing like pounding garlic. Suddenly, they heard the word "cremation" in Uncle Jiu's mouth, and it was as if they were struck by lightning.

"No, absolutely not. My father was most afraid of fire during his lifetime, and everything else except cremation."

Seeing that Ren Fa was so determined, it was hard to say anything else, but he sighed again and said, "Then carry Mr. Ren's body to our charity house for the time being. I will wait until I find a suitable tomb before burying the old man."

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"You guys, remember to click a plum blossom fragrance array next to the tomb, remember to come back and tell me if you want to burn it, and by the way, you should also burn incense in other tombs."

The servants of the Ren family had already divided into two groups, one carried Mr. Ren and Mr. Ren's daughter Ren Tingting back to the Ren mansion, and the other group carried the huge coffin back to the charity village.

Facing Uncle Jiu's instructions, Su Yang and others did not dare to neglect and said, "Okay!"

Su Yang distributed the incense to Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai, and then walked straight to a grave, which seemed to have not been taken care of for a long time.

The stars on the tombstone are cracks, and weeds are everywhere on the ground, making a desolate scene.

"The tomb of Dong's Xiaoyu, Xiantongqian-27th year." These big words are engraved on the tombstone.

Yes, he came for Dong Xiaoyu this time. Looking at the already blurry photos on the grave, he said with a pretentious expression: "I am so pretty, it's a pity for a good man."

"As the saying goes, it's a guest, come and have three incense sticks." Su Yang said as he pretended to be regretful, and inserted the three incense sticks that had been lit in his hand on the weed-covered grave.

"Thank you--" A faint female voice was like a basin of cold water pouring from head to tail during the dog days. Su Yang only felt a cool air from the tailbone to the top of his head.

Although I was mentally prepared, I still couldn't help but shivered.

At this time, Wencai hurriedly grabbed Sanpuxiang and ran over. He saw him panic and said to Su Yang: "Su Yang, see how the incense is burned like this."

"Let's go back and see the master and show it to him." Qiu Sheng said, speaking from the side.

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"People are most afraid of three long and two short, and incense is most afraid of two short and one long, but they just burn it like this." Uncle Jiu walked slowly in front, and frowned while twisting the three burned incense sticks.

"Master, what should I do? Will something happen?" Wencai asked.

"There must be someone who is intoxicated at home. Master Ren's family will be in big trouble." Uncle Jiu sighed.

"Su Yang, why don't you say a word since you came back? What are you thinking?" Uncle Jiu couldn't help but ask when he saw Su Yang's return since he came back.

In essence, Su Yang was not very interested in what would happen to Mr. Ren in the future and the progress of the plot. The problem he was thinking about was that he only had an ordinary anti-evil talisman, plus a peach wood sword that Uncle Jiu had just given him.

He was thinking about whether his current combat power would be able to kill the other party if he really provoked a female ghost of Dong Xiaoyu.

You know, the reason why he deliberately ran to Dong Xiaoyu's grave today and pretended to be regretful and put on three incense sticks was not that he wanted to have a wilderness encounter with a dry and beautiful tomb like in the Liao Zhai. He needed to ask this trouble to come to him first, but then get rid of this trouble with his own hands.

At this time, when he heard Uncle Jiu's sudden question, he immediately woke him up from his thoughts. After a moment of thought, he responded to Uncle Jiu very appropriately: "I have heard rumors about zombies in Shaanxi earlier."

"When I opened the coffin today, I saw that the body of Mr. Ren was black all over. He was buried underground for more than 20 years without decomposing. Instead, his body was stiff and his body was black."

"I was wondering whether Old Master Ren turned into a zombie and came out to harm the town. If there was really such a day, how should we deal with it? Can ordinary corpse-stopping talismans kill zombies of this level?"

Wencai pretended to be surprised and said, "Wow, junior brother, you have too much thought. Master always has a way to deal with him."

"That's right, that's right." Qiu Sheng also said to the side.

Uncle Jiu never said a word and then continued: "What you said is not impossible. Zombies are extremely difficult to deal with, and they are more vicious than ordinary evil ghosts. Once relatives at home become zombies."

"No one in the whole family can escape."

"I see Old Master Ren as a sign of corpse today. The zombies made by Old Master Ren are probably not as good as those corpses that your uncle, Simin Taoist Master, usually can be suppressed."

"I see that his body is black. If he has black hair, it may be a bit dangerous to become a black hair zombie. The black hair zombie is also called a black evil. If Old Master Ren takes it seriously, it will be in big trouble for this Ren Family Town."

Uncle Jiu said with a serious expression.

"You two go and see how Old Master Ren's body is doing now." Uncle Jiu seemed to think of something and ordered Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng.

Although Wencai and Qiu Sheng always looked unfair, they also knew the importance of the matter. They walked to Old Master Ren's coffin and slowly pushed open the lid of the coffin.

I saw Old Master Ren lying in the coffin, his whole body was as ink as he was swollen, his face was swollen, his two fangs had long poked out of the corners of his mouth, his hands crossed and placed on his abdomen, and his sharp and narrow dark green nails had already grown.
Chapter completed!