Soul Ferry: My master is Uncle Jiu

Chapter 10 It’s hard to persuade the devil with good words

three days later.

On the grave of Mr. Ren.

Compared with the simple tombs around it, Mr. Ren’s cemetery is paved with high-quality cement, and there is not a trace of weeds around the cemetery.

The surrounding terrain is open and there are rivers flowing around it.

All the children of the Ren family in Renjia Town are here. The matter of moving Old Master Ren's grave is related to the fate of the Ren family in the future. No one dares to take it lightly.

"Ugh!"

An Yan looked at the cement roof of the cemetery and shook his head secretly. This was to annihilate the Ren family.

Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai were all focused on Ren Tingting. Suddenly they heard An Yan sighing. Qiu Sheng asked strangely: "An Yan, why are you sighing?"

"Yes, An Yan." Wen Cai agreed.

"Have you not noticed the feng shui of this cemetery?"

"Feng shui? It's pretty good." Qiu Sheng still understood a little bit and took a look at it and said.

Wencai also seemed to understand and said: "It's really good to have wind and water."

There was a trace of clarity in the eyes of the two of them, a kind of purity that was not polluted by knowledge. An Yan was really angry and funny when he saw it.

"Fortunately, the master didn't hear what you two said, otherwise he would be so angry that he would treat you to a feast."

An Yan rolled his eyes at the two of them.

"The Feng Shui of this cemetery is indeed good. In Feng Shui, it is also called the Dragonfly Point Water Point."

Since learning Feng Shui from Uncle Jiu, his impression of Dragonfly Pointing Water Points was not only superficial as he watched TV before, but also went deeper.

To put it simply, he has the temperament of a magic stick.

Uncle Jiu and Mr. Ren happened to come over. Mr. Ren was a little surprised when he heard An Yan's words and turned to Uncle Jiu: "Uncle Jiu, is this little brother your new disciple?"

"Qiu Sheng, Wen Cai, and An Yan, why don't you say hello to Master Ren?" Uncle Jiu responded, and then said to the three of them.

"Hello, Mr. Ren!"

"Haha, you're welcome."

Master Ren waved his hand and said with a smile, looking at An Yan with admiration in his eyes.

"It seems that little brother has received your true inheritance from Uncle Jiu. The Feng Shui master back then also said that this cemetery is a rare treasure."

"Hey, Master Ren is joking, but he has only learned a little bit and is still far from becoming a teacher."

Uncle Jiu said this, but anyone could see his happiness from the smile on his face.

Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai looked at An Yan with envy. Could it be that this master had fallen in love with An Yan and wanted to recruit An Yan as his son-in-law?
  Well, Ren Tingting is still more important in their hearts.

"Master Ren is joking. Just as the master said, I have only scratched the surface." An Yan said very modestly without being arrogant.

Just like Uncle Jiu said, it’s not even an introduction.

"But, depending on what you mean, is there anything wrong with my father's hole?"

Mr. Ren is a mature man, so he can naturally hear the twist in An Yan's words just now.

An Yan didn't know whether to take the next words seriously or not, so he looked at Uncle Jiu.

Uncle Jiu clasped his hands behind his back and saw An Yan's gaze, knowing that this boy must have seen the problem. He sighed inwardly: Is it possible that there really are Taoist geniuses in this world?

"It's okay. Just tell me. Master will take care of you if you have something to do."

This incident might be a good experience for An Yan, so Uncle Jiu asked An Yan to act boldly.

Understanding what Uncle Jiu meant, An Yan cupped his hands and said, "Master Ren, this Dragonfly Point Water Cave is indeed a good piece of land, but there are not many places that can be used."

"So we can't be buried horizontally, we can only have a legal burial."

"It's just a pity!"

"Little brother, that's amazing!" Mr. Ren's eyes lit up and he gave a thumbs up. Everything was right.

"Master, what is a legal burial?"

"Is it a French funeral?"

Wencai asked quietly beside Uncle Jiu.

God damn French funeral!
  "Stop talking nonsense here." Uncle Jiu was so angry that his liver hurt and he couldn't breathe well.

"What's a pity?"

Master Ren's attention was attracted by An Yan's last sigh. Thinking of the situation of the Ren family, his heart sank and he hurriedly asked.

"It's a pity that a good hole was ruined like this."

"That Feng Shui master deliberately wanted to harm you!" "Harm me?" Mr. Ren was surprised and asked, "But I did everything that Feng Shui master said!"

"Legal burial, that is, vertical burial."

"As the saying goes, if a dragonfly touches the water hole and the ancestors are buried vertically, the descendants will definitely be great."

"But, after Mrs. Ren is buried, is the Ren family better off than before?"

An Yan asked rhetorically.

"This"

This really spoke to Master Ren's heart, so he urgently wanted to move the grave, and he also vaguely felt that something was wrong.

After hesitating for a moment, Mr. Ren looked embarrassed: "To tell you the truth, in the past twenty years, the Ren family's business has not only not improved, but has become worse and worse."

Knowing that this hole was obtained through coercion and inducement, An Yan said bluntly: "This Feng Shui master just wants to harm your Ren family. This dragonfly-pointing water hole is covered with cement and the coffin cannot touch the water. How can the dragonfly point water?"

"Fortunately, this Feng Shui master only wants to harm you for one generation. He doesn't want to harm you for eighteen generations and make you coffin twenty years later." Uncle Jiu also said at this time.

An Yan thought about the subsequent plot and thought to himself: He almost lost his descendants, how could there be an eighteenth generation?
  Mr. Ren was sweating profusely, his face was full of expressions, and he was trembling and speechless.

Everyone present looked at An Yan differently, with a hint of respect, and even Ren Tingting's eyes flashed at An Yan.

Zai Ke made Ah Wei beside him very angry and secretly cursed An Yan as a pretty boy.

Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai were wondering why they didn't show off and attract Miss Ren's attention.

"Saw the coffin!"

Just then, the gravedigger shouted, breaking the awkward atmosphere.

The servants of the Ren family brought in crude lifting equipment, put the coffin in place and pulled it up with all their strength.

"Loose the rope and lift the nail!"

"Everyone, today is the day when Mr. Ren will see the light of day again. Anyone who is 36, 22, 35, or 48 years old and born in the Year of the Rooster or Ox will turn away."

Uncle Jiu had already calculated everything and arranged it in an orderly manner.

An Yan also turned around. He was just 22 this year.

"Evasion completed, everyone tidy up their clothes and open the coffin!"

After the ceremony was completed, at Uncle Jiu's order, the coffin that had been lying underground for many years was finally opened again.

Just as soon as it was opened a crack, something strange happened. A gust of wind blew, and all the birds in the forest were frightened and flew away.

"Master, something is wrong." An Yan whispered beside Uncle Jiu.

Uncle Jiu also looked slightly solemn: "I know, let's go and check the situation first."

Everyone gathered around, the coffin was opened, and a strong yin energy spread out.

An Yan looked at it and frowned.

Inside the coffin, I saw the corpse of old man Ren, which was not rotten. His skin was purple and covered with a layer of light white hair.

"Dad! It's unfilial for a child to alarm your old man!"

Master Ren immediately knelt down and cried, then stood up and asked anxiously: "Uncle Jiu, can this tomb still be used?"

"This hole can't be used anymore."

"What should I do?"

As soon as he heard that it couldn't be used, Mr. Ren became anxious immediately. He was still counting on relying on this point for luck.

Uncle Jiu saw that Mr. Ren in the coffin was already transforming into a purple zombie, and immediately suggested: "I suggest that he be cremated on the spot."

"No, this is absolutely not possible." After hearing this, Mr. Ren rejected the suggestion without thinking, "My father was most afraid of fire when he was alive. I cannot be an unfilial son and cannot do this."

"Master Ren, if the old lady is not cremated, I'm afraid he will be in big trouble." An Yan also reminded that Master Ren's reputation in Ren's town was good, so he didn't mind saving him.

Seeing the solemn expressions of the master and apprentice, Master Ren hesitated a little, but finally gritted his teeth and said: "Uncle Jiu, money is not a problem, as long as you can help me solve the problem."

"Okay, the coffin will be stored in Yizhuang first. I will go find a good hole for Mr. Ren tomorrow."

Seeing Master Ren's resolute attitude, Uncle Jiu had no choice but to say.

Seeing this, An Yan shook his head slightly.

Damn it, it's hard to persuade him with words!

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