Sun God Champion

Chapter 23 Mo Dou Suppresses Evil
After sending Master Ren and others away, there are only four people left on the mountain to help carry the coffin, Qing Zhuang and Uncle Ninth Master and Disciple.

"The three of you put incense on the nearby graves, don't miss it."

Uncle Jiu glanced at the tomb in the distance and ordered.

The three of Yang An nodded in agreement.

"First, light three sticks of luck-testing incense in front of Old Master Ren's tomb."

Uncle Jiu thought about it, and said deliberately.

Yang An nodded upon hearing this.

He knew that when Uncle Jiu saw the fat old Mrs. Ren, he felt a little uneasy in his heart and wanted to light some incense to confirm.

The three brothers and sisters took the burning incense and walked towards the nearby tomb.

When offering incense, he deliberately checked the tombstone, but did not find Dong Xiaoyu's tomb.

After going up the mountain, he searched for it deliberately, but couldn't find it.When offering incense, they even changed directions with Qiusheng, but Dong Xiaoyu's tomb was still not found.

In Yang An's eyes, Dong Xiaoyu is a moving point, and he doesn't want to let it go.

"what!"

Suddenly, Qiu Sheng exclaimed.

"What are you doing! Startle me."

Wen Cai complained.

Wen Cai wanted to ask Qiu Sheng what was going on, but was startled by Qiu Sheng jumping up suddenly.

"Did you hear a woman's voice?"

Qiu Sheng was still in shock, staring around vigilantly.

"Where do women come from in the wild mountains? You want to scare me again, so I won't accept your tricks."

After being frightened, Wencai looked around. After he calmed down, he looked at Qiusheng's appearance and thought he was scaring him again, so he ignored it.

After Wencai left, Qiusheng looked around again, shook his head, and followed.

Yang An walked over and found that it was Dong Xiaoyu's tomb.

He checked carefully and found nothing strange.

"Is it because the cultivation base is not enough, or is it obsessed with ghosts?"

Seeing Qiusheng and Wencai walking away, he followed. He was alone, and he was not Dong Xiaoyu's opponent.

"Master, the nearby tombs are all incensed, shall we go back too?"

Wen Cai walked over to Uncle Jiu who was still observing Feng Shui and frowning.

The forest on the mountain is dense and the terrain is rugged. Uncle Jiu observed it for a while, but he still couldn't find the geomantic treasure he was looking for.

Uncle Jiu looked back and nodded.

"Come on, let's see how the incense burnt in front of Old Master Ren's tomb is, and then we'll go back."

Walking to the tomb of Mrs. Ren, several young men had already placed the coffin, ready to get up and go down the mountain at any time.

"Master, the incense in front of the tomb is a bit strange, two short and one long, does this have any meaning?"

Qiu Sheng pointed at the incense and asked suspiciously.

Uncle Jiu nodded, paced forward, and then began to explain.

"People are most afraid of three long and two short, but incense is the most taboo of two short and one long. The incense is burnt like this, and if this incense is produced in the family, someone must be mourned."

Wencai heard the words and said:

"Is it Master Ren's house?"

"Could it be Yizhuang?"

Uncle Jiu said angrily.

"Master, it's getting late, let's go down the mountain!"

Yang An glanced at the sun that was gradually setting to the west, and said.

Uncle Jiu nodded upon hearing this.

I am the dividing line on the road
"Finally home, exhausted."

Back in Yizhuang, Wencai found a chair and leaned directly on it.

Qiu Sheng walked to the table and took a sip of water.

Yang An and Uncle Jiu took a few young men to arrange the coffin of Old Master Ren.

"Wen Cai, come over and burn some incense."

Before Wen Cai could sit comfortably, Uncle Jiu's voice sounded again.

Reluctantly got up, step by step away from the beloved chair.

Qiu Sheng, who was sitting on the sidelines watching the play, couldn't help laughing when he saw this.

"Qiu Sheng, catch a rooster."

When Qiu Sheng heard this, the smile on his face froze, and he got up with a bitter face.

"Yang An, prepare paper, pen, ink, knife, sword?"

Uncle Jiu glanced at Yang An, who was still arranging the coffin, and said.

At this moment, Wencai walked in with a lit incense.

"Master, why do you have to prepare pens, paper, ink, and swords at night? Are you going to write for Mrs. Ren?"

Wen Cai asked suspiciously after burning incense in front of Old Master Ren's coffin.

"The master is talking about yellow paper, red pen, black ink, kitchen knife, wooden sword, live chicken blood, and an anti-evil solution."

Yang An thought for a while before explaining.

"Yes."

Uncle Jiu nodded upon hearing this.

"Junior brother, you really know a lot, and it's also recorded in the book."

Qiu Sheng held the big cock and praised.

Qiu Sheng has been a beginner for many years, but when he heard paper, pen, ink, sword, he really didn't know what it was.It was Yang An's performance that surprised him.

"It was recorded in a travel note, so I have an impression, but I don't know how to actually make the Suppressing Evil Liquid. Looking at the master, we can learn a new method of suppressing evils."

Yang An nodded, talking about the reason, and at the same time looking forward to Uncle Jiu's move.

He has cultivated mana, and he can also learn some methods of exorcising evil spirits.

When Uncle Jiu heard this, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

Yang An quickly prepared what Uncle Jiu wanted. Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai stood aside, watching Uncle Jiu's movements.

"Look at it, doumi leads to candlelight, activates blood to drive away ghosts, ink suppresses evil spirits, gossip refines true juice, and ink bucket suppresses tattoos."

As Uncle Jiu said, he used his mana, took the bucket of rice with only one hand, and operated smoothly. It didn't take long for Zhenxie ink to be configured.

"What is this?"

After Wencai finished reading, he asked in a low voice.

"It's an ink fountain."

Qiu Sheng replied, but his eyes did not leave the Zhenxie liquid in Uncle Jiu's hand.

"Master, where is the bomb?"

Qiu Sheng asked after Uncle Jiu poured out the Evil Elixir.

He has done it before, but he has never seen the process of configuring Zhenxie ink.

Uncle Jiu handed over the ink fountain and said:
"Bouncing on top of the coffin."

"Oh well."

Qiu Sheng took the ink fountain and walked towards Old Master Ren's coffin.

Wen Cai followed, took over the ink fountain line, and played with Qiu Sheng.

Uncle Jiu looked at the two of them, and worriedly reminded:

"The whole coffin is going to be thrown on the wire!"

"it is good."

Wencai and Qiusheng nodded in agreement.

Yang An stood aside, watching the two play the ink fountain.

"People are divided into good and bad, and corpses are divided into dead and zombies."

Uncle Jiu looked at the three of them and said with emotion.

However, Uncle Jiu had just created a good atmosphere to teach a few apprentices, but Wen Cai broke it.

"There are not only good people and bad people, but also men and women!"

Wen Cai said with a smug expression on his face, his face changed without seeing Uncle Jiu.

"The master is talking, why do you interrupt?"

Uncle Jiu scolded angrily.

Seeing this, Wencai put away his smiling face, and silently followed Qiusheng to play the ink fountain.

"Old Master Ren's corpse is a corpse about to become a zombie."

Uncle Jiu continued to explain to the three of them.

"How do corpses become zombies?"

Hearing this, Yang An asked curiously.

He had read a lot of books, but there were mixed opinions about the formation of zombies, and he couldn't tell which one was correct.

"Yes, how can a person become a bad person?"

Wen Cai followed up.

Uncle Jiu stared at Wencai and said solemnly:

"A person becomes a bad person because he doesn't live up to expectations, and a corpse becomes a zombie because he breathes more."

Upon hearing this, Qiu Sheng stood up holding an ink fountain and asked:
"What do you mean by taking a breath?"

Uncle Jiu walked over and said:

"Before death, people are angry, suffocated, and suffocated. After death, there will be a puff of air accumulated in the throat."

Wencai stood up and said clearly:
"That's why you can't stop being angry after death, so I say that you have to live up to your spirit."

"When a person dies, he must stop breathing. If he keeps breathing, he will harm others and himself."

Yang An said with emotion.

Uncle Jiu originally wanted to educate the three of them, but the words were robbed by the three of them, so he had to order:

"Play it well, and tell me when you're done, don't miss it."

"Okay, master."

Qiu Sheng nodded, and continued with the movements in his hands.

Yang An looked at Qiusheng and Wencai, flicked the Zhenxie ink on the coffin one by one, got up and left.

Today, he went up to the mountain to bask in the sun all day, and his body was covered with a lot of sweat. He planned to wash it first, and then came back to check on the coffin of Old Master Ren.

In fact, he thought that the fastest way to get rid of the fire was to burn the body of Old Master Ren.

But if he did this, he would offend Master Ren and implicate Uncle Jiu and others.

Master Ren holds a very important position in Renjia Town.

Like the Fengshui gentleman before, he still obediently gave up the treasured land of Fengshui.

On the surface, he did not dare to offend the Ren family, so he could only take revenge secretly, and then fled the Ren family town.

　Read on, it's really important.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)