I am a boss in the world of nine uncles

Chapter 10 Extremely Fierce
"Master Ren, are you and Ling Qianjin going back to Yizhuang with us now, or go back to the house to pack up your things first?"

After ordering the servants of the Ren family to fill up the grave and burn Mrs. Ren's wooden coffin, Uncle Nine asked Ren Fa.

Ren Fa said decisively: "Tingting and I will follow you to Yizhuang now. As for the needs of life, let Ren Quan arrange it."

"Yes, master, the little one must be properly arranged." Ren Quan responded quickly.

Uncle Jiu nodded, and said to his two apprentices: "I see that there are many tombs on this mountain. When passing by them, I have to express it. You two stay here, and you will leave incense when you see the tombs. Remember, every grave Only three sticks of incense can be inserted, neither more nor less."

"Why is that?" Qiu Sheng asked curiously.

"I don't know how to learn." Uncle Jiu glared at him, waved his hand and said, "Ask your junior brother."

Qiu Sheng was speechless, stretched out his hand to scratch his hair, and after watching the large troops leave, he asked Qin Yao: "Junior Brother, Master told you this before?"

Qin Yao shook his head.

"Then he still asked me to ask you, do you think our master has lost his mind?"

Qin Yao took out two sticks of incense from his pocket and gave Qiu Sheng one: "Brother, have you ever heard of the words Sheng Mien and Dou Michou?"

"I've never heard of it. I'm not lucky enough to go to a private school." Qiu Sheng said.

"To put it simply, it is a courtesy to send three incense sticks, and the Lord of the tomb can enjoy the incense with peace of mind. Once you give too much, the ghosts with good intentions may find ways to repay the favor. Ghosts with bad intentions may pester you because of this. , ask for more, and even repay the favor. Whether it is repaying the favor or repaying the favor, it is troublesome."

"Then why three? Are four different?"

"The number four is not as auspicious as three."

"Then why can't it be five? There are only two more on the left and right."

"Brother, do you want to be beaten?"

Qiu Sheng's face changed, and he immediately changed his words: "I understand, there must be three. No more, no less!"

……

"sorry for disturbance."

After convincing people with reasoning, Qin Yao took out the fire folder, lit two sticks of incense, and then took out three sticks and inserted them in front of the grave bags.

Qiu Sheng imitated the example, plugged in and plugged in, and unknowingly came to a tombstone, looked at the photo of a woman on the stone tablet and said: "It's a pity to die at such a young age."

After speaking, he gently inserted the incense in front of the grave.

"Thank you." The moment he turned around, a soft voice of thanks suddenly sounded in his ear.

Qiu Sheng was startled, his hairs stood on end, and he shouted loudly: "Junior brother, there is a ghost!"

"Isn't it normal that there are ghosts in the cemetery? What are you calling?" Qin Yao came to him empty-handed and asked with a frown.

Qiusheng: "..."

He was speechless.

The atmosphere was very awkward.

Qin Yao came to the woman's tombstone, looked at the other person's head and said, "First, report your family name. We are disciples of Lin Jiu of the Maoshan School. Sending incense is a courtesy. I hope I didn't disturb you."

"Maoshan faction... I know." The female ghost in the tomb murmured.

Qin Yao smiled, turned around and said, "Let's go, brother."

"Junior Brother, can the name of the Maoshan School scare her?" Qiu Sheng asked on the way down the mountain.

"I don't know." Qin Yao said: "However, it will make her scruples to some extent. Even if she wants to harm us, she will not dare to do everything. This is the benefit of having a backer."

"Junior brother, why do you know so much? It doesn't match your size at all."

"What do you think my size should match? Reckless ignorance, or brute strength?"

Qiu Sheng froze, afraid to answer.

That night.

The moon is dark and the wind is high, and the wind is howling.

In Yizhuang, Wencai with a braid behind his head held a handful of incense in his hand, pulled open a thick cloth curtain, and bowed to two rows of zombies in official uniforms: "Brothers, it's time for dinner... "

Yizhuang has the function of storing corpses, but does not produce zombies.

Therefore, these old buddies are not owned by the Yizhuang, but the customers of the Taoist Master Simu who had previously deposited in the Yizhuang. When they are sent to the underworld, they can get a certain amount of Yin virtue from the ghosts.

Some people call this job a corpse chaser, some call it a ferry, and some call it a dart escort. The rewards are rich, but if you have no background behind you, if you have no ability, you will die faster than anyone else.

What needs to be specially stated is that the "customers" sent to the underworld must be zombies who have no descendants or whose descendants cannot be found.Otherwise, it would be too wicked to send the ancestors to the underworld without warning...

Not long after the incense burning was over, Wen Cai yawned, complained about Si Mu and Qiu Sheng, and strode out the door.

Of the two, the former was the chief culprit for increasing his workload, while the latter was supposed to take turns with him on duty, but he always found an excuse to escape.

As for Qin Yao...

Whether it's literary talent or Qiusheng, even their master never mentioned asking him to do this kind of thing.It's not because he spoils him, but more because he is afraid that if something unexpected happens, he will launch a ruthless attack to destroy these customers.

"Whoosh..."

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew through Wencai's body, and he couldn't help shivering. He rubbed his palms, and the moment the door was closed, he caught a glimpse of more than ten yellow talismans fluttering in the wind from the corner of his eye. The Huangquan customers suddenly opened their blood-red or blue eyes.

"Oops, I forgot to close the curtain."

Wen Cai's heart thumped suddenly, his mouth was bitter, his cheeks were wrinkled like a bitter melon, but fortunately his reaction was not slow, when the zombies jumped out smelling his breath, he slammed the wooden door and ran to the yard.

"Junior Brother, help!"

In the wing room, Qin Yao suddenly opened his eyes. The moment he got out of bed, he grabbed the coat on the head of the bed and put it on his body. Before he could put on his shoes and socks, he rushed out of the room with bare feet.

"boom!"

When he walked like flying and rushed to Wencai's side, the heavy wooden door of the morgue flew up amidst a huge roar, and smashed hard on the top of the two of them.

"boom."

Qin Yao punched out, the punch sounded like thunder, and the solid wooden door was torn apart under the ravages of his violent force, and debris flew everywhere!
"What happened?"

At this time, Uncle Jiu and Si Mu came to the courtyard together and asked in unison.

The pale-faced Wencai was panting heavily, and was about to explain when he suddenly saw zombies jumping out of the morgue, and hurriedly stretched out his hand and pointed forward: "Master, uncle, the corpses are fraudulent."

"What kind of corpse is cheating? I think it's clear that you didn't take good care of it." Uncle Jiu gave him a hard look, raised his right arm, pinched the sword formula with his hand, bit his middle finger, and turned his head to look around.

Using the same method with four eyes, he rushed towards the zombies together with Uncle Jiu, fought with a group of zombies, and kept putting the blood from his fingers on the foreheads of the zombies to stabilize their bodies.

"Uncle, Master, do you need help?" Qin Yao asked loudly.

"want."

"No."

With four eyes sideways to avoid the attack of a zombie, he pressed the bloody fingerprints on the forehead of another zombie, temporarily fixed the opponent's body, and said dissatisfiedly: "Lin Jiu, can you stop being so desperate? What's wrong with asking the apprentice to help you?" , and no one will say anything about you!"

Uncle Jiu raised his eyebrows and said, "I was thinking about it for you. Since you don't appreciate it, forget it. Qin Yao, let's do it. Your uncle accepts your favor."

Four eyes: "???"

What does it mean to accept his favor?
What about thinking about me?

Before he could come up with a reason, Qin Yao waved his arms and rushed into the zombies. With a punch, the zombie in front of him was pierced through the chest.

Four eyes: "..."

(End of this chapter)