I am a boss in the world of nine uncles

Chapter 8
Since the conversation between the master and the apprentice did not avoid others, Ren Fa finally felt relieved when he heard this, and thanked him again and again: "Thank you, Uncle Jiu, thank you Uncle Jiu."

Uncle Jiu raised his hand and said solemnly: "You're welcome, open the coffin quickly, I want to see the corpse of Old Master Ren."

Ren Fa nodded slightly, and glanced at Ren Quan. The latter immediately ordered the servants to dig the grave and hang the coffin as if he had received the holy will.

"Master, why is this coffin placed upright?" Qiu Sheng asked curiously as he saw more than a dozen people working together to pull the wooden coffin out of the ground with a lever.

"Dragonfly pointing to the water hole, you can't bury it horizontally, you can only bury it by law. The so-called legal burial means placing the coffin vertically." Uncle Jiu explained.

Ren Fa said: "That's what the Feng Shui master said back then. Uncle Jiu, you just said that the other party moved his hands and feet on this tomb. I don't know where he moved his hands and feet?"

Uncle Jiu pointed to the cement on the cemetery and said, "You can't cover the dragonfly water hole with cement, otherwise the aura inside won't come out. How can it feed back to your Ren family? Even, because the aura accumulated over the years couldn't be released, it was fed back to the body of the old man." In the middle, it is very likely that the corpse will be psychic..."

Ren Fa was startled: "What do you mean by psychic corpse?"

"It means to become a zombie." Qin Yao said suddenly.

Ren Fa: "..."

Ren Tingting: "..."

"Master, the coffin has been carried out, should we open it now?" Ren Quan came to them and said while the father and daughter were still in a daze.

"嘠, 嘠, 嘠..."

Just as Ren Fa was about to speak, a flock of crows flew out of the distant mountains and forests, and their shrill cries pierced the sky, causing them to tremble violently.

"Everything is up to Uncle Nine!"

Uncle Jiu glanced at the group of crows from a distance, frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Everyone, today is the day when Grandpa Ren will see the sky again, everyone aged twenty-two, thirty-five, thirty-six, forty-eight , those who belong to the rooster and the ox, all turn around and avoid!"

In the crowd, seven or eight people turned around, some men and some women.

Uncle Jiu nodded, and then said, "After evading, arrange your clothes and prepare to open the coffin."

Everyone turned around, and four young men stood at the four corners of the coffin, waiting for orders.

"Open the coffin!" Uncle Jiu glanced at the sky and said in a deep voice.

The four young men leaned over immediately, each of them grabbed a corner of the coffin lid and lifted it vigorously.

"Shua..." At this moment, a black air visible to the naked eye flew out of the coffin and quickly disappeared into the void.

Qin Yao looked into the coffin with everyone, and saw a corpse wearing a Qing Dynasty official robe lying flat in the center of the coffin. If it weren't for the black cheeks and closed eyes, it would look no different from a living person.

"The corpse has changed." Qin Yao said solemnly.

Ren Fa, who was about to kneel down and cry bitterly, backed away quickly after hearing this, as if stung by a scorpion.

Ninth Uncle: "..."

Ren Tingting: "..."

"Corpse, have you become a zombie?" Not long after, Ren Tingting, who felt that her father was a bit ashamed, asked.

"Yes." Qin Yao said affirmatively.

Ren Tingting, who has accepted the "advanced thinking" of the West, has always been skeptical about these gods and ghosts, so her fearlessness is more due to unbelief. As long as zombies don't jump around in front of her, she can do it. To fearlessness: "Then what should we do now?"

"Cremation on the spot is the best choice." Qin Yao said without hesitation: "The corpse has been burned to ashes, so naturally there is no need to worry about the consequences of the corpse."

"No!" Ren Fa said suddenly, "My father was most afraid of fire. If he was cremated today, wouldn't it be unfilial?"

Qin Yao glanced at him and said with a smile, "It's up to you."

If he continued to persuade him with good words, Ren Fa might stick to his own opinion, but his look like an old man who cared about you to death made Ren Fa feel very uncertain, so he asked Uncle Jiu in a low voice: "Uncle Jiu ,what do you think?"

"He's right." Uncle Jiu pointed at Qin Yao, and said to Ren Fa earnestly: "Once the corpse turns into a zombie, there will be no father-son relationship. Even because your blood comes from the same source, your blood is very important to him." Saying it is more attractive, thus causing him to be disadvantageous to you."

"Burn!" Hearing this, Ren Fa said decisively.

Ninth Uncle: "..."

Ok.

Filial piety is touching.

"Oh!"

Suddenly, something that no one expected happened. The old man lying in the coffin opened his eyes suddenly, jumped out of the coffin like a spring, and stabbed the nearest Uncle Jiu with his shiny black nails.

With Uncle Nine's strength, it is not difficult to escape, but the problem is that the Ren family members are too close to him. If he avoids, it is estimated that many people will be injured by Mr. Ren, even kill.

In the nick of time, he was ready to sacrifice his life to save others.

Anyway, there are people under Maoshan, even if they really die, they can find a job in the underworld after death, and then they can find a way to protect the three apprentices in the world.

"boom!"

However, before he confronted Mr. Ren, a huge black shadow flew past him, punching Mr. Ren's chest heavily like a mountain of fists.

Mrs. Ren's body was instantly bent into a bow shape, and a pair of blood-red eyeballs almost jumped out of their sockets. A moment later, his body was thrown backward like a kite with a broken string.

Ninth Uncle: "..."

call.

His grandma, almost forgot, these three apprentices of his are not as useless as the other two apprentices, and it doesn't make sense to torture zombies.

Qin Yao took a big stride, rushed to Mrs. Ren before he got up, kicked him hard in the face, and smashed his head into the mountain with a loud bang.

"Boom, bang, bang."

One kick after another, and after a while Mr. Ren couldn't see anything above his neck.In the crowd, Ren Fa's lips trembled, and he looked at Uncle Jiu pleadingly: "Uncle Jiu, give my father a good time."

Looking at Mr. Ren who was tortured by blood, Uncle Jiu felt happy, so he nodded and walked behind Qin Yao quickly: "Okay, Qin Yao, let me handle the next thing."

Qin Yao finally stomped into the deep pit, feeling that Mrs. Ren's head had been crushed by himself, so he backed away slowly, and handed the body to Uncle Jiu for disposal.

Uncle Jiu took out a piece of talisman paper from his hands, and shook it lightly, and the talisman paper ignited spontaneously without fire, releasing orange flames.

"Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, old man, let's go all the way." Uncle Jiu sighed slightly, and threw the burning talisman in his hand to the old man's body.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa..."

Suddenly, something happened suddenly, the wind blew up on the hill, flying sand and rocks, blowing out Jiushu's talisman, not to mention, even knocking many people to one side or the other.

Qin Yao was unaffected. He narrowed his eyes and looked towards the wind, but saw an old man with disheveled hair riding the wind. He stopped beside Mr. Ren, grabbed his legs, and tried to pull him out of the ground.

There was a snap.

Mr. Ren's body was pulled out by him, but his head was gone...

(End of this chapter)