In the cafe, Uncle Jiu couldn't help but frown when he heard Ren Fa's inquiry, and couldn't help but advise: "I think you should think about it carefully first. It's better to be quiet than to move about this kind of thing."
Ren Fa smiled proudly and said: "I have thought it over carefully. Feng shui practitioners said that the coffin must be moved and buried twenty years later. This will be good for us."
Wen Cai pouted and said, "You can't believe what Mr. Feng Shui says."
Ren Yingying said disdainfully: "Can you believe what you say?"
Wencai immediately turned his head to Uncle Jiu with a smile and said proudly: "Of course..." But soon he could no longer speak because he found that Uncle Jiu's eyes were full of anger when he stared at him!
Ren Fa also stopped Ren Tingting who was about to speak again at the right time, and said with a smile: "Adults speak, children, please don't interrupt."
Seeing that Ren Fa had made up his mind, Uncle Jiu pondered for a moment, and then continued the topic: "In that case, we will break ground and raise the coffin in three days."
Ren Fa asked: "Then what should we prepare?"
Wencai immediately responded: "Prepare money!" At this moment, Uncle Jiu was on the verge of going berserk. He looked at him and asked in a deep voice, "How much do you want?" Wencai unconsciously stretched out a hand, but Before he could give a specific number, Uncle Jiu's eyes forced the words on his lips to go back.
When Jiang Chen saw this, he couldn't help but mourn for Wen Cai. This boy was definitely obsessed with sex now. Even with his warning in advance, he still completely lost Uncle Jiu's face.
Ren Fa also saw Uncle Jiu's anger and quickly smoothed things over: "It doesn't matter, money is not an issue."
Soon, coffee and lemon juice were served. Thanks to Jiang Chen, Uncle Jiu and Wen Cai did not make too much of a joke. Ren Fa left for a while to say hello to his friends. After returning, Ren Tingting He asked to buy rouge and gouache, so he left early. Seeing his sweetheart leave, Wen Cai couldn't bear it anymore, so he quickly found an excuse and left, leaving Jiang Chen alone to listen to Uncle Jiu and Ren Fa's discussion about groundbreaking. .
After all, he is the richest man in the town. Even though his family business has declined a lot in recent years, Ren Fa's net worth is still very huge. Moving his father's grave is related to the good fortune of the Ren family. Naturally, he was very generous and did it on the spot. He gave a hundred yuan as a reward, which not only expressed his willingness to bear all the expenses in the process, but also promised that he would be rewarded heavily afterwards.
Although Uncle Jiu was not a money-grubbing person, he would never mind if the remuneration given by Ren was too much. Jiang Chen was just a foil throughout the whole process. From the beginning to the end, he did not say a few words. Once the matter was settled, he would Following Uncle Jiu back to Yizhuang, on the way back, they happened to meet Ren Tingting who was leaving in a huff on the street in front of Qiu Sheng's aunt's rouge shop. After asking for a while, they found out that Qiu Sheng had mistaken her for the rouge shop. The ***** in Yihongyuan opposite is bang! "The eldest apprentice and the second apprentice were more embarrassed than the other. After all, Uncle Jiu couldn't hold back the anger in his heart. It happened that this stupid boy Wen Cai bumped into him out of nowhere, so Uncle Jiu slapped him hard with his backhand and said : "Everyone come back with me. "
Wen Cai covered the red half of his cheek, full of grievances. In the rouge shop, Qiu Sheng also had a mournful face, because he knew that he might not be able to escape this punishment.
Jiang Chen was the only one who was okay. He shrugged helplessly at the two cheap apprentice nephews, shouted, and quickly followed Uncle Jiu back to Yizhuang.
Returning to Yizhuang is not the end, things have just begun. Wencai and Qiu Sheng are in bad luck. They were punished by Uncle Jiu to squat on horseback. Although they mainly practice Taoism, everyone also has some kung fu skills on their hands. , with Jiang Chen's eyesight, he could naturally tell that it should belong to the Xingyi Quan method.
In this regard, Uncle Jiu also said to him: Now is the age of the end of the Dharma. It is basically impossible for Taoists to achieve any great achievements. Practicing more kung fu is also a guarantee. Moreover, practicing martial arts is not the same as practicing Taoism. There is no conflict, and they can even complement each other.
Well, Jiang Chen didn't want to pay much attention to these things. Seeing the two cheap apprentice nephews being punished, he could only mourn for them in his heart, and then went back to his house to practice.
His magic power has accumulated to the limit of 365 strands. Now he can only polish and refine it continuously in order to make the magic power more pure. He has been doing this for three days in a row. But, he started Two days were fine. On the third day, he practiced all night, but found that he had polished the magic power in his body to the limit.
After all, he is still in the initial stage of entering the court, and his abilities are limited. Even if he exerts all his strength, to what extent can he polish and refine his magic power? After all, no matter what it is, it has its limits at a certain stage.
"It seems that it's time to condense the immortal roots." Jiang Chen already had some understanding in his heart. However, seeing the fish-white color in the eastern sky, he knew that it was too late now, so he had to turn to his internal energy. Law, strengthen the body and strength.
It was daybreak soon. Because today was the day when Mr. Ren was unearthed, Jiang Chen, Uncle Jiu and Wen Cai all got up very early. Qiu Sheng also came to Yizhuang early. The three of them divided the work and prepared There are many things, including dozens of incense items, of various lengths and thicknesses.
The four masters and apprentices prepared things, and each drank a glass of water. Breakfast was not allowed. After a while, a messenger from Ren arrived. He stopped in front of the hall and said respectfully: "Uncle Jiu, Master Ren." Let us come here and listen to your orders. If you have anything to move or pick up, just ask."
"Easy to say, easy to say." Uncle Jiu responded, and immediately handed over the large things he had prepared to them to move away. As for the small things, Wen Cai took them. Qiu Sheng and Jiang Chen were left empty-handed. .
The group arrived at the cemetery where Mrs. Ren was. Ren Fa, Ren Tingting, his father and daughter, and Ren Fa's nephew Ah Wei had been waiting for a long time. There were also dozens of villagers who came to watch the ceremony.
Uncle Jiu directed everyone to set up the Dharma altar. After washing his hands, he put on an apricot Taoist robe and a Taoist crown. He held a whisk in his hand and waved it left and right across his arm.
Ren Fa took his daughter Ren Tingting and nephew Awei to respectfully place incense sticks in front of Mr. Ren's grave. Then he came to Uncle Jiu and said with a bit of pride: "Uncle Jiu, those who read Feng Shui said that this point was It’s hard to find a good hole.”
"That's right." Uncle Jiu nodded and said with some disapproval: "If I read it correctly, this point should be called 'Dragonfly Point'. It's three feet long and only three feet can be used. It's one foot three wide. Only four feet are useful, so the coffin cannot be laid flat and must be buried according to law."
"It's amazing, Uncle Jiu, it really looks like this." Ren Fa still knew about his father's grave, so as soon as Uncle Jiu opened his mouth, he was surprised to find that Uncle Jiu was actually the same Feng Shui person from twenty years ago. What the gentleman said was absolutely correct, and he couldn't help but cheer.
"A legal burial?" However, some people still didn't understand. Wencai was confused and couldn't hide his curiosity. He couldn't help but asked: "Master, what is a legal burial? Could it be a French-style funeral?"