My villa is open to all worlds

Chapter 463 The incompetent literary talent was born in autumn, and the old man was buried

dawn.

Bright sunlight shines into the room from the outside.

Wencai Qiusheng, who always liked to sleep late, got up yawning after being scolded by Uncle Jiu, but when he saw a young man meditating on a temporary wooden bed not far away, he said eccentrically: "Wake up so early and meditate? Your posture Which orthodoxy is it? Why haven’t we seen it before?”

"By the way, where is my lamp god? Where did you get it? You must return it to me!"

The voices of Wencai and Qiusheng came one after another, but they were still lying on the bed lazily, not wanting to get up, until they were whipped with a stick by Uncle Nine, and then ran to wash up in a shit.

Seeing that Li Chengyuan was still meditating, unmoved by external objects, Uncle Jiu couldn't help feeling: "Little brother, you are more calm, my two apprentices are really useless, alas! "

"Uncle Jiu was joking, everyone has their own life, blessings and opportunities, not to mention they are indeed very filial, but you must have loved them too much these years, that's why they depend on you so much, and you will face it later If you have more things to do and see more storms and waves, you will be able to grow.”

Li Chengyuan also showed a smile, and got up very slowly, like a person with a twisted waist.

While helping him out of bed, Uncle Jiu sighed, "If only my two disciples were as sensible as you."

After making some porridge in the morning, and since Yizhuang and Renjia Town were not too far away, Li Chengyuan was taken by Wencai Qiusheng and his wife to Renjia Town to see a doctor in a wooden cart.

Although he knew that seeing a doctor was useless, but it was kindness from Uncle Jiu, and he didn't refuse it.

It was also the first time for the doctor to encounter such a serious injury and no contextual feedback. After visiting several medical clinics, he could not find a solution, so he had to give up.

It seems that Li Chengyuan, this handsome and handsome young man, gave Uncle Jiu a good impression. Uncle Jiu suddenly said: "The doctors in the town don't like it, so I'll write to ask my other brothers in Maoshan to ask about the situation, maybe They have a good remedy for the injury, little brother, you just have to be patient for a while, and my brothers and sisters will reply immediately when they receive the letter."

Seeing Uncle Jiu who was rarely serious and caring, Wencai Qiusheng was overwhelmed, and kept making sarcastic remarks, but Uncle Jiu kicked his ass away.

Seeing this face-saving but warm-hearted middle-aged man, Li Chengyuan was stunned, then nodded with a sincere smile.

Because he couldn't find a place to see a doctor, he stayed in a small noodle shop in the town to eat at noon, and Wen Caiqiusheng and two guys were sent to buy some cinnabar, talisman paper and other things that the Yizhuang usually needs to add.

"Uncle Jiu, I don't have any money on me, you accept it."

Suddenly Li Chengyuan secretly stuffed a piece of metal into Uncle Jiu's hand, and ate it calmly.

Uncle Jiu was taken aback for a moment, but when he looked down at the gold bar, he couldn't help being shocked, and wanted to refuse.

This gold bar is as heavy as dozens of taels.

How much are gold bars worth?

At this time, the specifications produced by the Mint of the Republic of China were 1 tael, 5 tael and 10 tael, which were also known as large yellow croaker and small yellow croaker.

A small yellow croaker can be exchanged for 30 to 50 oceans, and can buy a few acres of fertile land, but what the young man in front of him gave him was a big yellow croaker, which was heavier than the normal size, which was simply too heavy.

Li Chengyuan ate his noodles calmly and said with a smile: "During the time I was in your yizhuang, I needed money for food, clothing, housing, and buying medicinal materials. Disciple, this amount of money doesn’t sound like much.”

"I am grateful for your kindness. If I don't give something in return to make my heart feel more at ease, then I dare not stay in Yizhuang."

After hearing these words, Uncle Jiu pondered for a moment, then carefully kept the gold bars, seeing that such a handsome young man is hard to find in this world, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Oh, Cheng Yuan, are you really only in your early 20s? ? If only my two disciples were as sensible as you!"

Unexpectedly, this sentence was heard by Wencai Qiusheng, and he complained again.

Seeing the two empty-handed, Uncle Jiu couldn't help but shouted coldly: "I asked you to buy cinnabar, talisman paper, and ink fountains, which are necessary for practicing talisman and mao skills. Why didn't you bring anything back?"

"Master, it's Wencai who lost the money!"

"It's not my fault. It's all Qiu Sheng's fault for fighting with me just now. There are so many people on the street. I don't know where the money is lost!"

Seeing the two apprentices pushing each other away and fighting again, Uncle Jiu couldn't help but sigh.

Ugh!
Why are his two apprentices so stubborn?

If the young man in front of him had the slightest ability and courage, he probably wouldn't have to worry about it.

After scolding the two apprentices, Wen Caiqiusheng sat in the shop obediently, but after a while, he started pointing at the women passing by outside the shop and started saying which buttocks were up. I was so angry that I almost wanted to clean up the door.

Seeing Li Chengyuan who was eating calmly and calmly, and seeing the birdlike appearance of the two apprentices, even Uncle Jiu was in a good mood, but he was still half-pissed off.

This young man behaves calmly and calmly, even if he doesn't speak, he gives off an aura of being eager to make friends with him. Not only did he not look like he was screaming or half-dead after suffering such a serious injury, but he didn't take it seriously. Momo is not a simple character.

On the contrary, his two apprentices are greedy for life and afraid of death, lustful and cowardly, and can't even do a little thing well. They are really more angry than others, alas!

Uncle Jiu sighed helplessly, and abruptly scolded the two disciples who were still fighting in the store.

After eating the noodles, Wen Cai continued to pull the cart and followed behind with a sigh, while muttering that Li Chengyuan didn't look like a few catties of meat, but he was heavier than a Buddha statue.

Uncle Jiu put his hands behind his back and walked on the street with a serious face, but he greeted his neighbors from time to time, obviously he was quite prestigious in Renjia Town.

Wen Cai got tired of pulling the cart behind and asked Qiu Sheng to pull it. Qiu Sheng made a slight grimace but refused to pull the cart, and Wen Cai was annoyed for a while.

After buying the daily necessities of Yizhuang, Uncle Jiu was still picking up large meat such as pig's trotters and pork ribs that he was usually reluctant to eat in the vegetable market. Seeing the taste, Qiu Sheng leaned over and said strangely: "Master, he is your dear." Son, why are you so nice to him?"

"When a guest comes, it is natural to entertain them with good wine and meat. What do you two brats know?"

Uncle Jiu felt guilty for taking the big yellow croaker, so he naturally wanted to treat Li Chengyuan well in terms of food, drink, housing and transportation.

Indeed, he needed the money.

He, a Maoshan sorcerer, doesn’t seem to need much money to open a Yizhuang, but on weekdays, he maintains the Yizhuang, burns paper money to honor the ghosts and gods of all walks of life, manages the ghosts, sends some money back to the main line of Maoshan, eats, drinks, houses, and travels. Difficult relief, these need money.

After all, the brothers and sisters of several lines of Taoist priests in Maoshan didn't have much money and food, and some of them lived in ruined temples in barren mountains because they were not good at dealing with people.

While shopping for vegetables, suddenly a man who looked like a butler came running from the street, panting, "Whoa, whoa, why are you here, Uncle Ninth? My master is here!"

"welcome?"

Seeing that it was the housekeeper from Fu Jiaren's family, Uncle Jiu couldn't help being a little puzzled.

Ren Fa, the richest man in Renjia Town, is known to many people. He has been invited to choose auspicious days and help with rituals when there are festivals, rituals, etc., but it is the first time that someone came to him in such a hurry ah.

"You'll know about Uncle Jiu when you come, guarantee is a benefit!"

The butler panted and laughed, and Uncle Jiu nodded and asked the two apprentices to follow.

Qiu Sheng lazily followed Uncle Jiu to carry things, while Wen Cai pulled the cart behind and said angrily, "Put the things on the cart, and then you pull the cart!"

"I'm a fool to pull a cart with you, a little bit!"

The two guys started to fight for a while, until uncle Jiu scolded them and stopped.

Li Chengyuan, who was meditating silently from the beginning to the end, did not have any waves, absorbing the rare aura in the world to cultivate.

Not long after, a group of people arrived at the home of the rich man Ren.

Looking at a luxurious western-style building, the eyes of Wen Caiqiusheng and both of them stood up, and they didn't restrain themselves until they were warned by Uncle Jiu's stern eyes.

"Help Chengyuan in slowly, let's go to Master Ren to see what's going on."

Uncle Jiu's serious expression made the two apprentices dare not stop, and finally they went into the mansion together.

Seeing the splendid decoration and bright room inside, Wencai Qiusheng was very envious, his eyes felt cold for a while, and Qiusheng murmured that when the master could buy a foreign-style building for them to live in, it would be great, and he almost didn't Uncle Jiu was pissed off.

Soon, Ren Fa in the welcoming living room explained the reason of the incident, and Uncle Jiu nodded.

It turned out that when Mr. Ren's father was buried, Mr. Feng Shui said that the coffin would be relocated 20 years later, so he was invited.

"Hey, I don't know why the business is not good these years, and other things are always not going well. It's very uncomfortable. Uncle Jiu, do you know any divination fortune tellers to introduce to me?"

Ren Fa drank his tea and shook his head with emotion, looking sad.

"There is a brother in my Maoshan lineage who has great supernatural powers and powerful mana, but he just comes and goes without a trace. If there is a chance to meet him, I will ask him to help you figure it out."

Uncle Jiu nodded, and left the Ren family after learning the time and taboos of the burial. During this period, Li Chengyuan did not speak, although he knew that Mr. Zombie was coming soon.

It was already afternoon when we returned to Yizhuang. Uncle Jiu asked his two apprentices to help cook together. After eating, he asked the two to clear out an empty room for Li Chengyuan to live in. Wen Caiqiusheng and Wencai Qiusheng couldn't help but talk about it. complain.

It seemed that seeing the calm and calm Li Chengyuan and the two disciples who were not talented, Uncle Jiu suddenly reprimanded the two apprentices to practice kung fu and talismans in the yard, making them miserable.

Time passed quietly, during which Li Chengyuan didn't go anywhere, and just meditated and practiced in Yizhuang.

During the period, Taoist Simu drove the zombies past Yizhuang and stayed overnight. Who knew that Wen Caiqiusheng teased the zombies, reprimanded them angrily and left overnight, leaving Uncle Jiu helpless.

some time passed.

It was time for Old Master Ren's burial, so Uncle Nine set off with his two apprentices.

Because the injury has recovered a little these days, although the Taoist injury is still the same, but walking is much easier, Li Chengyuan doesn't need help, so he goes to see the burial together with Uncle Jiu and the others.

On the cemetery, a group of people made a big fuss.

Seeing that the coffin was standing vertically, Qiu Sheng couldn't help but wondered in a low voice: "Master, why is this coffin standing vertically?"

"Hmph! It looks like you haven't done your homework well, haven't you read the books handed down by your ancestors?"

Uncle Jiu snorted displeasedly: "This geomantic treasure is called Dragonfly Dian Shui Cave. Dragonflies fly high and have wings. The location should be wide and there is water but it must be on the top of the mountain. After the dragonfly touches the water, it lands on the tip of the lotus."

"It's just that this kind of tomb needs snowflakes to cover the roof, but lime can't be used. Horse bones are needed for the snowflakes to cover the roof. When a dragonfly touches water, it's flower bones."

After listening to the explanation, many people nodded secretly, and Master Ren also showed his approval with a big belly.

Suddenly, Wencai stammered: "Master, master, what will happen if the roof is covered with lime?"

"The blessings of future generations will be broken, families will be ruined, wives and children will be separated, wealth will disappear, and life will be miserable. Why do you ask this?"

Uncle Jiu frowned, and squinted when he saw the lime on the top of the coffin: "Master Ren, is there anything else you haven't told me?"

Seeing Uncle Jiu who suddenly became serious, Master Ren sighed and said, "Oh, Uncle Jiu, I still haven't been able to hide anything from you. This land of geomantic omen belonged to Mr. Feng Shui back then, and my late father thought it was a good land. , and then switched over."

"Changed?"

Uncle Jiu sneered, "I'm afraid it's not that simple?"

"Dragonfly's Water Cave has been tampered with. Not only will it not be able to benefit your descendants, but it will also harm you. This Mr. Feng Shui has only harmed your generation, and did not kill your family. Otherwise, you will not be allowed to be buried in 20 years. !"

He has been a Maoshan warlock for many years, and he has never seen any big storms, and he can see it when he looks at Master Ren's guilty conscience.

If you don't do anything wrong, how could Mr. Feng Shui move your family's grave? This is an evil thing that damages Yin and virtue!

Soon, Uncle Jiu ordered someone to take out the coffin, his brows furrowed.

The old man of the Ren family has been dead for 20 years, but the body has not shown any signs of corruption over the years. There must be a reason for what happened!
When Uncle Jiu proposed to burn the body, Master Ren refused without the slightest hesitation: "No, my father was afraid of fire when he was alive, so we can't let him be cremated."

In desperation, Uncle Nine had no choice but to order the coffin to be carried home. Li Chengyuan followed the team without saying a word, keeping a low profile without saying a word. He wanted to come up for a chat, but he didn't bother, and Wen Caiqiusheng and Wencai Qiusheng both enjoyed themselves again.

When passing by Renjia Town, Uncle Jiu went alone to buy materials for Zhensha, because he was afraid that the two incompetent disciples would mess things up again, and told Li Chengyuan to be careful about the team.

Back in Yizhuang, Uncle Jiu asked two apprentices to print the lines on the coffin with an ink fountain. Li Chengyuan keenly noticed that there were no lines printed on the bottom of the coffin, so he couldn't help but reminded him, and even stained it with a brush when no one was around. Cinnabar Chicken Blood secretly drew four talismans on the four corners of the coffin before leaving.

In the middle of the night, the zombie in the coffin suddenly opened his eyes, showing cruel and crazy eyes...

(End of this chapter)