Reincarnation of the Heavens: Starting from Hong Kong Comprehensive

Chapter 129 The night is coming again (additional update, 35)

Kill the chicken to get the blood.

Chant a spell and cast a spell.

Dip into the ink fountain.

Every step was done in an orderly manner. Qiu Sheng felt that his master's figure overlapped with that of Senior Brother Meng. To put it bluntly, he looked like a master and a famous master.

We are both from Maoshan, why is the gap so big?
Although Captain Awei was very happy to be tricked, Qiu Sheng would rather be invited upstairs by Master Ren to discuss things than sitting down.

Being motivated means endless possibilities.

I'm afraid Wen Cai will be like this.

The expressions of the two people could not escape Meng Fan's eyes. He sighed secretly in his heart, and then handed the blessed Mo Dou to the two of them.

under the sun.

Junior brother Wen Cai complained from time to time, hating the sun's poison in the summer, while junior brother Qiu Sheng was busy doing things.

Good times are not long.

After the two played the upper and side parts based on their last experience, Wencai began to tease Qiu Sheng and flick the ink fountain on his clothes.

As a result, the two began to chase each other in the courtyard, until the sound of horses neighing came from outside the door, and Uncle Jiu came back after running around for a day.

"Master, I'm exhausted..."

"What happened?"

"Old Master Ren has raised his body."

……

Between questions and answers, Uncle Jiu quickly figured out what was going on. Looking at his apprentice who showed off his merits to him after doing such a small job, he asked:
"You've worked hard, do you want my teacher to give you a pat on the back and a squeeze on your shoulders?"

Looking at the master's smile, Qiu Sheng shrank his neck and thought to himself: Wen Cai is going to be in trouble. The last time he smiled like this, several people died...

"Need not."

Wencai refused decisively and said flatteringly:
"Master, you got up early in the morning and went out to look for Feng Shui treasures. It was really hard work. The sun was so bad in the afternoon, so I went to buy you watermelon."

"On the way back, I saw a stall selling them. It's okay if they are smaller. Just buy two more, hahaha."

Wencai left with an awkward smile.

"Uncle, Qiu Sheng and I will carry the coffin in. After half an hour of sunshine, the yin energy has dissipated a lot." Meng Fan said.

"it is good."

Uncle Jiu was always at ease with his nephew. He took a deep look at Qiu Sheng, who had not run away, and told him, "There is no need to go back tonight. I already told your aunt when I came back."

"Yes, Master." Qiu Sheng nodded.

The two of them turned their backs and carried the coffin. Uncle Jiu silently bent down and glanced at the bottom of the coffin, feeling particularly complicated.

If Qiu Shengwen could take this opportunity to notice this area, it would be difficult to start the so-called experience.

However, out of the expectation in his heart for his disciples, he hoped that the two of them could understand something after experiencing this unexpected incident.

Now, the expectations are completely dashed.

soon.

Meng Fan went to Uncle Jiu's room and explained the cause and effect, focusing on the movable foreign object under Mr. Ren's throat.

"It should be Gu Insect. The Miao generation is good at this technique. Many people from the folk dharma lineage and even those from the Nanyang region have made reference to it and practiced it."

Uncle Jiu, who understood the situation thoroughly, frowned, supported Meng Fan's conjecture, and sighed:

"Why?"

"It is indeed wrong for Mr. Ren to take something by force, but Mr. Feng Shui went too far. Not only did he scatter his soul and turn his body into a zombie, he harmed the entire Ren family for 20 years, and now he wants to take the corpse..."

Regardless of what Yi Yu was thinking, Uncle Jiu and Meng Fan both felt it was over.

Desperate...

Meng Fan would only act like this if he was an evil spirit who had no grievances and wanted to kill people, and this man was already called the God of Killing.

What's more, refining corpses in the flesh will affect the entire clan?
Worse than wives and children!
From Meng Fan's point of view, Yi Yu took the corpse so that it could kill the family's descendants at night based on bloodline induction.

After all, so many evil things have been done, and combined with the original work, Ren Fa died tragically, and innocent people walking at night were affected. "How about this."

"I'll arrange for Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai to keep vigil. The two of them will taste the consequences of their own actions first and learn a lesson before we take action." Uncle Jiu suggested.

Meng Fan nodded, thought for a moment and then said:
"As soon as it gets dark, I will open my eyes. If the people behind the scenes get close to Yizhuang, they will be able to discover it immediately."

The requirements for Celestial Eye Technique are stringent:

An exact location must be provided.

Now, how does Meng Fan know where the black hand is hiding?But since he has harbored evil intentions, he will definitely not be able to give up easily.

Either tonight or tomorrow night.

This person will most likely hide nearby and observe, looking for any opportunities.

Furthermore, after training the two junior brothers, you can get the Gu insect. Using it as a medium, you can definitely achieve anti-tracking.

Of course, this depends on Uncle Jiu’s methods.

That night.

Yizhuang Mortuary.

A simple wooden bed.

Qiu Sheng put a yellow talisman in his arms, hung half a bag of glutinous rice around his waist, placed the ink fountain on his left hand, and held an old peach wood sword in his right hand.

If it weren't for the fact that the chicken blood couldn't be drained and quickly solidified and dried up, he even planned to prepare a bowl in advance and put it next to it so that he could provide blessings to the Taomu Sword at any time.

There is no way, there is no mana in the body, fingertip blood has no magical effect, it can only be like this.

"What are you afraid of? Look at you like that."

Wen Cai, who came back from going out to buy watermelons, covered his eyes with his arms and said listlessly: "Senior Brother Meng used his own essence and blood to immobilize Old Mrs. Ren this afternoon. Not to mention patching up the corpse suppressing charm, we also carried the coffin to bask in the sun."

"Besides, there is an ink fountain line seal, so it must be sleeping peacefully. It's been a busy day, so go to sleep quickly."

"I won't sleep." Qiu Sheng was determined.

For some reason, he always felt that something was wrong with Master and Senior Brother Meng. They left him to stay overnight, but they actually took care of the body to accompany Wen.

"If you don't want to sleep, I want to sleep!"

Wencai was a little irritated: "The lights are so bright, I can't sleep at all."

"Forget it, I have a solution!"

He sat up immediately, went to the utility room to rummage through the cabinets, and came back with a bunch of red thread and bells.

"What are you looking at? Come here to help, go to bed early after finishing." Wen Cai gave Qiu Sheng a sideways look.

Doorway: hang two strings of bells.

Each window: hang a string of bells.

Near Mr. Ren’s coffin: full of bells.

No matter which direction it comes from, it will definitely make a big noise.

At this point, Qiu Sheng was completely relieved, holding Tao Mujian in his arms, and gradually fell into a deep sleep.

in the dark.

One eye slowly moved away, moving towards the outside of Yizhuang, monitoring the surrounding movements.

This is the celestial eye technique that Meng Fan learned from the Heavenly Book when he was in the ghost catching training camp. He had been watching the morgue just now.

It has to be said that Wencai is indeed clever and Qiu Sheng is also vigilant.

However, I have too little knowledge.

Why arrange bells?

Zombies at this level, where they would push open the coffin lid little by little, would definitely smash it into pieces.

that movement...

Meng Fan, who was meditating in the corridor, sighed secretly for a while, continued to focus on the celestial eye, and waited patiently for the turtle to enter the urn.

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