Terrifying Reincarnation: Hundred-fold Reward

After beating the group, Lin Chuan returned to the grave leisurely.

Sensing Lin Chuan approaching, Ninth Uncle frowned and looked up.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm bored, go and move your hands and feet a little."

Lin Chuan replied with a smile.

It's just that this little activity is only nine people.

"Ninth Uncle, you haven't said yet, since my land is a treasure land of feng shui with dragonflies and water, why is our Ren family so miserable all these years?"

Next to him, Old Master Ren asked impatiently.

"Because..."

Ninth Uncle was about to answer, but when he saw Lin Chuan, he smiled at the corner of his mouth, "How many of you, why do you think?" "

This question is for the three disciples.

However, the most important thing is that he wants to see Lin Chuan's performance.

Wen Cai: "Is it because there are no frequent sacrifices, and the ancestors do not bless?" "

"I think not, but because... I haven't done good deeds in my life, and I lack yin virtue too much? Qiu Sheng guessed.

After listening, Ninth Uncle shook his head slightly, not very satisfied.

Then, he set his eyes on Lin Chuan.

Lin Chuan thought about it, recalled it, and said with a smile, "It is said that dragonflies point water, since you want water, here... And where does the water come from? "

"Who asks for water from his grave."

"Yes, junior brother, your idea is too strange."

Wen Cai Qiusheng and the two muttered.

However, Ninth Uncle's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but slap his thigh, "That's right!" That's it! "

"This dragonfly point water cave, should cover the top with snowflakes, if the coffin can't touch the water, what is the dragonfly point water?"

"That Mr. Feng Shui, you still have a conscience, tell you to move the coffin from twenty years, harm you for twenty years, do not harm you for a lifetime, harm you for a generation, do not harm you for eighteen generations!"

Ninth Uncle explained with a smile.

For Lin Chuan, he is extremely satisfied.

Compared with Wen Cai Qiusheng, Lin Chuan is much better.

So intelligent, in terms of Dao, it is impossible to be bad.

Seeing that Ninth Uncle was so satisfied, Wen Cai Qiusheng was a little jealous.

"I feel that as soon as the junior brother comes, the master will not pay attention to the two of us."

Wen Cai shrugged.

"Come on, Junior Brother didn't come, Master took care of us? Isn't that a lesson for us? "

Qiu Sheng gave a white look.

Ninth Uncle glanced at the two of them, equally helpless.

It's not that he doesn't care, but how to teach?

Teaching kung fu, tired.

Teach the Tao, be sleepy.

How could Lin Chuan make him so satisfied.

"Out of the coffin!"

At this time, with a shout.

A group of strong men have already wrapped the coffin and pulled it up.

After the opening of the museum, the body of Old Lady Ren, who had been dead for more than ten years, did not have any bit of decomposition.

On the contrary, the whole body is black, very weird!

Although Lin Chuan had not yet learned the Dao, he still panicked in his heart when he saw this zombie.

"The corpse has changed."

Ninth Uncle muttered, his brows furrowed.

Such a good feng shui land can actually raise a zombie.

It seems that the original Mr. Feng Shui was not unconscionable.

Instead, I hope to open the museum in eighteen years, release zombies, and wash the family in blood!

Fortunately, the zombie has not fully awakened, otherwise it would be tricky.

Thinking about it, Ninth Uncle looked at Old Master Ren, "Old Lady Ren has changed into a corpse, I suggest, cremate on the spot!" "

"Nope!"

Old Master Ren refused, "My father was most afraid of fire when he was alive, and this method can't work." "

"In that case."

Ninth Uncle frowned and thought slightly, "Then first store Old Lady Ren's body in Yizhuang, I will choose a date, and then let him enter the soil in a few days." "

"This... OK. "

Old Master Ren thought about it and felt that it was reasonable.

Yizhuang itself is a place to store dead people, plus Ninth Uncle said that the corpse changed, which also made him a little panicked, but he did not dare to put it back in his home.

A group of people re-covered the coffin, closed it and carried it away, and sent it to Yizhuang.

Old Master Ren and Ren Tingting sat back on the palanquin and left.

It's just that on the palanquin, Ren Tingting frequently looked back at Lin Chuan, and the little girl was still a little strange in her heart.

Didn't her cousin go to pass on the message?

How is it passed around, and the people are gone?

"Look, she's watching me."

Wen Cai straightened his waist.

"Fart, I'm much more handsome than you, it's definitely me."

Qiu Sheng straightened his hair and revealed a smile that he thought was bright.

On the side, Lin Chuan, who was quiet, was slightly stunned.

I don't know if it's an illusion, that Ren Tingting's gaze seems to be locked on him?

But he didn't go out of his way to get close to her.

Could it be....

Lin Chuan touched his chin and thought thoughtfully.

Compared with these rough men, he is indeed much more handsome.

"Okay, you two don't stink, take incense and light a plum blossom incense array in the tomb, burn it into something, and then bring it back to show me."

"By the way, the other graves will also be incense, and Lin Chuan will return to Yizhuang with me."

Ninth Uncle ordered.

"Huh."

Wen Cai Qiusheng heard this and got busy directly.

When Lin Chuan heard this, he paused and immediately thought of a plot.

"By the way, Senior Brother Qiusheng, don't talk to Shangxiang, don't provoke dirty things."

"Junior Brother, you are too daring."

Qiu Sheng laughed for a while, and did not pay attention to it at all.

After incense several graves, he saw a photo of a tombstone, which was very eye-catching.

Young and beautiful.

"Dong Xiaoyu, he died at the age of twenty, it's really a pity to be so beautiful, how good it should be to be my wife."

"Forget it, give you more."

Qiu Sheng directly inserted a large handful of incense.

Then, turn around and leave.

After Qiu Sheng left, there was an eerie voice from the depths of the grave.

"Thank you..."