Zombie: I just became a young marshal and got the illustrated book of three thousand Yin soldiers!

The ancestral grave of the Ren family is in Qingfeng Mountain on the outskirts of the town.

The ninth uncle was here early in the morning, and when Yan Poyue and the Ren family arrived at the place, the ninth uncle's altar had already been prepared.

"Tingting, are you here?".

Seeing Ren Tingting dressed in white, Qiusheng and Wencai suddenly ran over, and their expressions turned into licking dogs.

Ren Tingting looked a little sad: "Well, today is the day of my grandfather's grave, of course I have to come over." "

"Don't be sad, the dead are gone, and the living should be happy!" Wen Cai comforted: "Anyway, just wait for a fire to burn!"

Ren Tingting was speechless for a moment, rolled her eyes and stopped talking about Wencai.

Yan Poyue, who was next to him, couldn't help but laugh out loud in his heart when he saw this scene.

Wencai, this guy is really the same as on TV, it's really a bit silly. People are a little sad, but it's better for you to tell them that if you burn down their grandfather, it's over.

Where is there such a comfort for girls?

Even Ah Wei, who was beaten fifty boards and limped, said: "You two shut up, my cousin is so angry with you!".

"Hmph!" Ren Tingting ignored Ah Wei, turned around and came to Yan Poyue.

Ah Wei was closed, but he was not angry, and beckoned the security team to help dig the grave.

As the shovel sank into the ground, a pungent smell of blood came. The shovel was raised, and the first handful of soil that was dug out was a bright red color.

"Why is the soil red?" Uncle Jiu's eyes burned, and he hurriedly squatted down to check: "It turned out to be blood, someone poured blood into the ground to raise corpses?!".

Ren Fa's face turned pale: "What do you mean by raising corpses? Could it be that someone has done something to my father's grave?"

Uncle Nine didn't say anything, just stared at the blood and soil in front of him.

Although the people of the security team are not good at fighting, they are good at work. In a short time, the pit had been dug out, revealing the blood-stained coffin.

"It's so fishy and smelly!" Qiusheng pinched his nose, leaned in front of Yan Poyue, and asked in a low voice, "Young marshal, what's the use of soaking other people's coffins with blood?"

"If it is a corpse raising bureau, this move can accelerate the speed of corpse transformation, so that the zombies raised will be more ferocious. Yan Poyue glanced at Qiusheng: "You've been following Uncle Nine for a few years, haven't you?

"Hey, hey..."Akira smiled awkwardly.

Yan Poyue shook his head, Qiusheng's fist and foot kung fu is okay, but Uncle Jiu's real ability, Qiusheng is really not very good.

Not to mention Wencai, you can't practice boxing and foot kung fu.

It's just....

In the original book, Mr. Feng Shui did not nourish the corpse with blood, but now there is a bloody field.

Yan Poyue gently rubbed the jasper wrench in his hand, it seemed that with his appearance, the plot seemed to deviate from the original book.

"Who is so vicious and wants to harm our Ren family?" Ren was not lightly angry: "Our Ren family doesn't seem to have any big enmity with anyone!"

Uncle Nine looked at the tomb: "Hmph, I don't think it's anyone else who harmed you, it's Mr. Feng Shui twenty years ago." "

"Ah, how could it be?" Ren Fa exclaimed: "That Mr. Feng Shui said, this is a good cave, and even helped us bury our father, saying that the ancestors are buried vertically, and the descendants must be great!".

Listening to this familiar and classic line, Yan Poyue laughed dumbly.

Uncle Nine also sneered: "I think you must have offended Mr. Feng Shui, originally buried like this, the pattern is called dragonfly water." The tomb is three feet long, and only four feet are available. It is one foot wide and three feet, and only three feet can be used, so the coffin cannot be buried flat, but can only be buried by law. "

Ren Fa nodded again and again: "Awesome Uncle Jiu, that's exactly the case!"

"Exactly?" Uncle Nine sneered: "If that's the case, then how could Mr. Feng Shui let you cover the ashes on it? The coffin can't touch the water, what is it called a dragonfly to point water? Your Ren family's descendants have withered and been going downhill for the past 20 years, and they are harmed by this feng shui situation!"

Ren Fa's face turned pale suddenly.

Uncle Nine said angrily: "He asked you to open the coffin in twenty years, I thought that Mr. Feng Shui still has a conscience, and he can't bear to harm your ancestors from generation to generation." But now it seems that the old man has been transformed, and he wants your Ren family to die today, 20 years later!

Ren Fa had a bitter face and whispered: "There is not much hatred, it is this land, and Mr. Feng Shui didn't want to sell it at the beginning." So my dad coerced and seduced me..."

I see!

Uncle Nine sighed helplessly.

As he spoke, Old Man Ren's coffin had been lifted up, and a cold breath spread from the tomb, startling the birds around.

And so it was. "

Looking at the blood-stained red coffin, Yan Poyue whispered to himself.

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