I killed the film and television world

Chapter 429 Coffin
Hotel Lobby
Blood filled the air, and black and red blood lines like seaweed were floating in the air.

The cold and damp air soaked the backs of everyone present.

Qian, Wu and others gathered together.

The soldiers carrying Hanyang-made spears huddled on the other side, trembling with fear.

Song Ren turned around, waved to the adjutant hiding among the soldiers, and said, "Come here."

Upon seeing this, the adjutant was so frightened that his legs started shaking, as if he was performing a devilish dance, and he moved forward bit by bit, trembling.

Song Ren frowned and scolded: "I don't want to kill you, hurry up!"

After hearing this, the adjutant straightened his back as if he had been electrocuted: "Yes!"

Walk quickly to Song Ren's side.

Then he suddenly bent down and resumed his flattering expression: "Master, what can I do for you?"

"..." Song Ren: "I quite like your unruly look, recover a little."

Upon hearing this, the adjutant coughed, stood up again, and said, "Master, what can I do for you?"

After saying that, he bent down again and said flatteringly: "Look, is this okay?"

Song Ren: "...How many soldiers are there in your army?"

The adjutant said truthfully: "There are more than ten thousand, but those who are equipped with guns and regularly exercise are probably around three thousand, and the elite troops are only about a thousand."

Song Ren said nothing.

He estimated that the one thousand elite soldiers mentioned by the other party were probably just counterfeit goods from the mountains.

Fortunately, Song Ren did not expect this mob to go into battle and kill the enemy.

After thinking for a moment, he looked up and said, "I need to mobilize about 500 engineers and logistics troops. Can you make arrangements?"

Upon hearing this, the adjutant nodded repeatedly.

At a time like this, if you deny your own value, you might die without knowing how.

What's more, the Marshal has passed away now.

As an adjutant, I naturally have to step up and take some responsibility.

At the very least, the beautiful sisters-in-law in the Marshal's mansion need to be taken good care of.

Song Renze had no interest in anything else.

As long as it doesn't delay his own affairs, he can show some leniency.

……

When the adjutant explained to Song Ren in detail the internal situation of this Hunan warlord army.

Qian and Wu were always a little uneasy.

Ah Fa and the tomb robber Wang Cai also followed carefully: "Master, will that person kill us after he finishes talking?"

After all, the glorious Marshal Cao had his neck broken right under their noses.

Especially the twin evil spirits, who are still quietly guarding on both sides.

The oppressive feeling brought by these two ghosts is almost visible to the naked eye, it is really too strong.

Qian and Wu looked at each other, and when Song Ren seemed to have finished talking, Master Qian took the initiative to step forward and asked tentatively: "Daoyou?"

Song Ren turned his head.

Master Qian: "Ahem, it's like this. Since the matter here has been settled, we don't want to bother you any more, so I'm here to say goodbye first."

Song Ren nodded: "Okay, you guys go."

Upon hearing this, Master Qian breathed a sigh of relief.

The worst outcome did not occur.

So, the group quickly started packing up and preparing to leave.

However, Master Qian paused, pointed at the zombie not far away with some embarrassment, and said with embarrassment: "Daoyou, this thing is the customer that our master and disciple have taken over. I wonder-"

Song Ren waved his hand: "Take it away, take it away."

His main mission this time revolved around tomb robbing.

As for zombies or Taoist priests, they are not as useful to him as the organized warlords and coolies.

Although the zombie with extremely yin horoscope had potential, its strength was still too weak for him, so Song Ren looked down on it.

It's okay to let them take it away.

but--

Song Ren pointed at Master Wu and said, "You, stay."

Master Wu was stunned for a moment and pointed at his nose: "Huh? Are you talking to me?"

Song Ren raised his eyebrows: "Daoyou, are you always so arrogant when you speak?"

Master Wu realized it belatedly and said hurriedly, "No, you misunderstood. What I meant is, do you want me to stay?"

Song Ren: "Are these three words difficult to understand?"

"..." Master Wu pursed his dry lips, but still asked: "Can I ask why?"

Song Ren: "I think you have some affinity with me, and I want to make friends with you."

Master Wu: “…”

Song Ren: "Why, you don't want to?"

Master Wu laughed awkwardly: "Daoyou, I have always been an honest person and rarely make friends with others--"

Wow!

The lines of spearmen raised their guns in unison, and the muzzles of their guns were pointed directly at Master Wu.

Wu Zhenren's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he could only change his mind at the last minute: "It is a great honor to meet you, fellow Taoist."

Song Ren said no more.

He chose to keep Master Wu just to find a suitable guide for the Pingshan Ancient Tomb later.

After all, it is an engineering and logistics force of several hundred people.

Song Ren didn't like having to devote too much energy to other aspects after arriving at the tomb.

Although Master Wu's brain is a bit straightforward, his methods and abilities are pretty good, and his character is also quite wild.

I may be able to help you deal with some things when the time comes.

……

Master Qian and his disciple Afa took the zombies with them and left overnight.

The tomb robber Wangcai and the half-human, half-corpse Ninth Concubine Qianwen also ran away.

It is too dangerous here in the hotel. If they stay for one more second, they will worry about their heads.

Song Ren gave the green light to this group of people and let them all pass.

He just forced Master Wu to stay behind.

For most of the rest of the night, Song Ren helped his adjutant to reorganize this ragtag army.

However, rather than rectification, it would be more appropriate to describe it as suppression or a bloodbath.

In this ragtag army, several factions that had emerged after the death of Marshal Cao were cleared out by Song Ren overnight.

Finally, he dismissed all the unqualified people in the army.

The entire ragtag army was temporarily maintained at more than 2,500 people.

But even so, the supplies and goods in the logistics warehouse are still a little stretched.

Apart from some necessary supplies, it would be difficult to support the logistical work of hundreds of people climbing mountains and digging graves.

All I can say is that these ruffians have always lived for the moment.

Whenever he was short of money, he would go to the major counties to plunder, and then continue to live happily when he had money.

Compared with the warlords supported by Xiangling, this ragtag army was obviously more amateurish.

Now, what should we do when we have little money and lack of operational supplies?
Song Ren chose the simplest and most straightforward method.

Fight the landlord.

Anyway, he was planning to go to Renjia Town and ask Uncle Jiu for a handy compass.

Therefore, Mr. Ren, the richest man in Renjia Town who is well-known far and wide.

You should go visit anyway.

...The next morning, we set out again

Song Ren was followed by Master Wu, who was carrying a bag.

This kind of free labor is not wasted if not used.

In addition, there were more than a hundred elite troops led by an adjutant, following behind.

After leaving Ningyuan Town and going around a mountain road, you can see the shadow of Renjia Town not far ahead.

However, before they set foot into the town, they met a group of coolies halfway down the mountain carrying a coffin that had just been unearthed.

The two sides collided with each other from a distance.

When faced with the soldiers carrying guns, the coolies and villagers naturally retreated away.

Song Ren didn't pay attention to it at first, but when the two teams were about to pass each other, he suddenly stopped and turned around: "Adjutant."

"Have!"

"Go ask, whose coffin is that?"

"Yes!"

The adjutant called two of his subordinates and gave them some brief instructions.

Two subordinates immediately carried guns and stopped the coolies who were preparing to go down the mountain.

The news came back quickly.

That coffin was the coffin of Ren Weiyong, the father of Mr. Ren from Renjia Town.

It is said that Mr. Ren is preparing to move the coffin for burial these days, and has instructed people to temporarily store the coffin in the charity cemetery.

Wait until a new Feng Shui treasure cave is found and then bury the body again.

Hearing this, Song Ren didn't leave either.

Since Old Master Ren is here, Uncle Nine must not be far away.

Or maybe Mr. Ren is also nearby.

Song Ren ordered his adjutant to arrange some people to take a look around the area.

If you see Mr. Ren, please invite him over.

And he came to the coffin of Old Master Ren.

The coolies nearby looked at each other in bewilderment, and were intimidated by the guns of these soldiers, so they did not dare to stop them.

Song Ren opened the coffin lid and inside was Old Master Ren, who had wrinkles on his skin and had gained weight.

The hands folded in front of the chest had long purple nails.

Seeing this, Master Wu next to him was immediately surprised and said, "Wow, it was just unearthed, and it's turning into a corpse so soon?"

Song Ren closed the coffin lid and said, "It was just a trap set by someone."

The burial place of this old man was originally a treasure cave where a dragonfly could touch the water.

However, the burial method was to cover the roof with white lime, which directly destroyed the Feng Shui pattern of the treasure cave, and there were also some minor problems with the orientation.

Eventually the Feng Shui on the acupuncture points changed from good to bad, and over the past few decades, it was like raising evil into a corpse.

Now that we've seen it here, there's nothing much to say.

Song Ren said to his adjutant, "Go find some dry branches and cremate the coffin on the spot."

Adjutant: “Yes!”

When the coolies nearby heard this, their faces suddenly changed.

These bastard soldiers not only stopped them by force, but they even went so far as to cremate the dead Old Master Ren.

How can this work!
One of the leaders couldn't help but step forward: "Sir——"

The adjutant was also familiar with Song Ren's style, so without waiting for the other party to finish speaking, he fired a blank shot into the air.

Bang!
The sound of the gun startled many birds in the woods.

The leader was also stunned.

The adjutant shouted to the coolies, "Everyone, get back!"

The coolies were horrified for a moment, and facing the erect Hanyang-made spears, they were so scared that they all fell to their knees, and dared not say a word anymore.

Soon, the soldiers who used local materials collected a lot of branches and built a large pile of firewood.

When they were about to open the coffin and carry the body up, they were stopped by Song Ren again:

"No need to open the coffin, just burn the whole coffin together."

Although it is daytime, the light in the mountains is dim and the woods are dense, so not much sunlight can penetrate.

If the coffin is opened, the corpse will inevitably transform prematurely, which will delay time.

Just burn it along with the coffin.

However, just as the coffin was placed on the woodpile, an anxious scolding voice came from a distance:
"Who is so bold as to burn my father?"

A little further up the mountain road
A group of dozens of people were hurriedly carrying bamboo chairs and trotting towards here.

More than ten coolies carried two bamboo chairs with all their strength.

The one sitting on top is Mr. Ren holding a yellow umbrella, and the other one is Ren Tingting holding a red umbrella.

Afterwards, they were followed by a dozen security team members in military uniforms.

Dozens of people rushed over, and Master Ren jumped off the bamboo chair in a hurry.

Looking at Song Renhe and the deputy who were obviously the leaders, he said in a very dissatisfied tone:
"Who are you? Not only did you stop my father's coffin, you even wanted to burn him. How can this be justified? Is there any law in this world?"

Song Ren did not speak.

The adjutant took the initiative to step forward and pointed at the coffin on top and asked: "Is that your father in here?"

Master Ren's face darkened. How could these words be so harsh?

But facing this group of soldiers in such a remote place, he didn't want to get into trouble, so he just nodded with a dark face.

Upon seeing this, the adjutant immediately said, "Humph, your father is a criminal who is unethical and a dangerous person."

Master Ren was stunned.

My father has been dead for decades, and now you tell me that he, lying in the coffin, has become a dangerous person inexplicably?

Asshole, can you come up with a more ridiculous excuse?
However, the adjutant took it for granted:

"My Lord has already said that your father is about to turn into a corpse. His private resurrection is against human ethics, and after turning into a corpse, he will bring disaster to the world, which is an unforgivable crime."

Master Ren: “…”

Good Lord, I underestimated the shamelessness of you soldiers and bandits!

Master Ren's face turned black with anger.

A beautiful girl came over. After all, Ren Tingting had returned from abroad, and her tone was more indignant:
"It's ridiculous. Feudal superstition is outdated."

"Let's not talk about the fact that you slandered my grandfather. It's totally unreasonable for you to frame him for a crime that hasn't happened yet!"

When the adjutant saw Ren Tingting, his eyes lit up: "Little sister, you——"

But before he could finish his teasing, he felt a cold gaze falling on him from behind.

In an instant, the adjutant quickly restrained his expression.

I almost forgot that there is still a master here.

He didn't dare to act recklessly in front of Song Ren, and didn't even dare to say a second word of unnecessary nonsense.

Song Ren raised his eyebrows and said bluntly: "Stop talking nonsense, just burn the coffin!"

Master Ren's face immediately became anxious: "Let's see who dares!!!"

Immediately afterwards, the security team of Renjia Town also rushed up in unison.

Led by the captain Awei, all the members raised their Hanyang-made spears.

Captain Awei was very brave. Before he rushed in, he had already shouted:

"I don't care which unit you are from, but I am warning you."

"No one can mess around in my territory, Awei. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude to him!"

And on the mountain road further back.

After cleaning up the altar in the cemetery, Uncle Jiu was slowly walking down the mountain.

From a distance, he also noticed that something seemed to be wrong in front of him.

(End of this chapter)