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After Uncle Jiu and others left, only Jiang Chen, Qiu Sheng, and Wen Cai were left on the cemetery. Of course, there were also a mountain of graves and many people from another world. , or rather, ghost!
The three of them each lit a bunch of incense and then split up. Wen Cai was responsible for lighting the plum blossom incense array in front of Old Master Ren's tomb, while Jiang Chen and Qiu Sheng went to add incense to each grave.
The so-called plum blossom incense array is centered on the tomb and extends out to five points. At each point, three sticks of incense are burned. Each of the three sticks of incense is in the shape of a semicircle. When viewed from above the tomb, it looks like a flower. plum bossom.
In comparison, Jiang Chen and Qiu Sheng's life is relatively simple. They only need to light a stick of incense on each grave. There is nothing special about anything else.
In terms of Taoism, Jiang Chen, a rookie who is still in the foundation building stage and has not even stepped into the threshold, is naturally inferior to Qiu Sheng, but in terms of skill, Jiang Chen alone is better than a hundred Qiu Sheng. His movements Soon, there was one stick of incense on each grave, and not long after, there was only one stick of incense left on hand.
"Dong's Xiaoyu..." Jiang Chen held the last stick of incense in his hand and stopped in front of the tombstone. He subconsciously glanced at the words on the tombstone and was stunned.
Although the plot of reincarnation does not convey any information to him, he remembers clearly that it was because Qiu Sheng put incense on this grave that he attracted the favor of Dong Xiaoyu, the owner of this grave, and they had a romantic relationship with him. Now that it was his turn, he couldn't help but hesitate a little. Should he put this incense stick on it? Or go up
"Hey, are you going to offer incense to me?" Just when Jiang Chen was hesitating in front of the grave, suddenly, a girl's angry words came to his ears.
"Come on, come on, come on right away." Jiang Chen responded subconsciously, then bent down and inserted the remaining incense stick in his hand in front of the grave. But soon, he realized something was wrong. Ren Tingting had already gone home. Where could a girl come from to talk to him in this barren mountain
Slowly raising his head, Jiang Chen immediately saw a black and white photo of Dong Xiaoyu on the tombstone, smiling shyly at him with a small mouth.
"Damn it, this time it's really a ghost." Taking a deep breath, Jiang Chen tried hard to stabilize his body, but his trembling legs still clearly showed the ups and downs in his heart.
Before he could calm down, another shy and coquettish voice came to his ears: "Thank you."
"You're welcome." He swallowed subconsciously. Although he was a martial arts master, hell, this was Jiang Chen's first time. Firstly, it was almost out of instinctive fear, and secondly, it was because he didn't have the corresponding restraint. This method made him feel very passive, so he didn't want to stay for a moment, so he turned around and walked away. As he was walking quickly, he met the literary talent who was running towards him in a hurry. He couldn't get out of the way, and the two of them made a solid "bang" sound. Crash together.
"Ouch!" Although Wencai had some abilities, he was unlucky when he encountered Jiang Chen's protective power. He enjoyed the same treatment as Awei before. It was as if he had bumped into a copper wall. Half of his body was numb immediately. .
However, Wen Cai obviously didn't care about this at this time. He quickly stood up from the ground despite the severe pain, covered his waist and anxiously handed the incense in his hand to Jiang Chen, and said in a panic: " Uncle Master, look at how this incense burns like this?!"
Two short and one long? ! Jiang Chen took the incense stick from Wen Cai's hand and took a look at it. He immediately felt a cool breeze blowing from his spine to the top of his head, making him shiver all over!
"How could this happen? Let's go! Go and tell Master!" It was Qiu Sheng who said this. He had just finished burning the last stick of incense. Who would have thought that when he came over and saw the stick of incense in Wen Cai's hand, he suddenly felt heartbroken. Shocked.
The three of them hurriedly walked away from Cannon Fodder Yizhuang, without even taking a moment to catch their breath, and went straight to the main hall to show the incense to Uncle Jiu.
"People are most afraid of three long and two short; incense, two short and one long is the most taboo! But it is burned like this! If this incense is found in the house, someone must be mourning! Alas..." In the hall of Yizhuang, Uncle Jiu, who was guarding the coffin of Mr. Ren, had a sad face. Taking the incense from Jiang Chen's hand, he couldn't help but say "normal".
Wen Cai couldn't help but asked: "Master, what you just said was about Master Ren's house?"
Uncle Jiu glared at him and replied, "Is this it?"
Wen Cai breathed a sigh of relief, and then he patted his chest carelessly and said: "It doesn't concern you and you don't have to worry about it. It doesn't concern you and you don't have to worry about it."
When Jiang Chen saw this, he couldn't help but shook his head, turned to Uncle Jiu and asked, "Senior brother, is it difficult for anyone who has anything to do with Mr. Ren?"
"Anyway, everyone named Ren will be finished!" Wencai stuffed something into his mouth and took over the topic, but as soon as the words came out, he was stunned and shouted as if he suddenly realized: "Tingting!
"Sigh... What does the Ren family's affairs have to do with you? Isn't it said that everyone has his own destiny?" Wencai was about to step forward to ask his master for help, but was stopped by Qiu Sheng, who looked joking.
Wen Cai glanced at him and immediately slapped his hand away and said, "That's not what I said. Haven't you heard that if you can save your sweetheart's life, getting married will not be a problem!" As he said this, he was about to bypass Qiu Sheng, But he didn't want to be held back by Qiu Sheng again.
"Fair competition!" Qiu Sheng shook his finger and made it clear to Wen Cai that he also had feelings for Ren Tingting.
"Okay!" Wencai responded immediately, and then he and Qiu Sheng pushed Jiang Chen away, came to Uncle Jiu's side, and said in unison: "Master, you must think of a way!"
"I've thought about it a long time ago." Uncle Jiu glanced at the two apprentices helplessly, and then his eyes returned to Mrs. Ren's coffin: "Otherwise, why did you bring the coffin back?"
Wen Cai asked curiously: "Is there something wrong with this coffin?"
"It's not that there's a problem with the coffin, it's that there's a problem with the dead body inside the coffin!" Jiang Chen felt really sad for having such two nephews. "You don't even think about it, how could a dead body be buried underground for twenty years? Not rotten? If my prediction is correct, the body has begun to change now!" As he spoke, he walked to the coffin, grabbed the coffin lid and pulled it back, revealing the body inside.
"Wow! You've gained weight!" Seeing Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai exclaiming as they approached, Uncle Jiu was startled and quickly came over. He saw that Mr. Ren, who had remained unchanged before, now had a face full of expressions. The folds, the nails of the ten fingers that were pressed on the abacus also sprouted out to be more than three inches long, and each nail was glowing with a faint blue light!
"Hurry up and close the coffin!" Uncle Jiu's expression suddenly changed and he ordered urgently: "Prepare paper, pen, ink and sword!"
"Yes! Senior brother!" Jiang Chen immediately accepted the order and left, while Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai stood there dumbly, looking at a loss.
"What?!" The two asked stupidly: "Master, what is paper, pen, ink and sword?"
"Yellow paper, red pen, black ink, kitchen knife, wooden sword!" The two people's ignorant looks immediately made Uncle Jiu angry. He stretched out his hand and knocked the two of them hard on the head, and said with hatred: " When can you learn from your little uncle?! You two got started earlier than others, but you know less than others!"
Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai covered their heads in pain and did not dare to talk back, looking aggrieved.
"Forget it, you two go get Mo Dou and catch a chicken. It will be useful to the master later!" Uncle Jiu sighed helplessly and did not want to blame his two apprentices. After all, this man has innate qualifications. There was no comparison between them, so they immediately ordered them to do other things.
"Everything is here!" In just a short time, Jiang Chen and the other three had prepared everything. According to Uncle Jiu's instructions, they set up an altar next to the coffin, and then respectfully Standing aside, waiting for Uncle Jiu's next instructions.
"Yes." Uncle Jiu nodded and without saying a word, he went directly to the altar and grabbed the live chicken. Jiang Chen turned his hand and slashed the chicken's neck. Suddenly, bright red blood spattered and fell into the porcelain that had been prepared on the table. In the bowl.
Uncle Jiu handed the chicken to Wen Cai with his backhand. Then he stepped on Bagua and gathered his luck. He quickly formed a magic seal with one hand and inserted his finger into a bowl filled with glutinous rice. With a slight shake, there was only one left on his fingertips. A grain of rice was gently flicked on the candlelight, and flames about a foot high suddenly appeared on the rice grains. He threw it into a bowl filled with chicken blood. He only heard a soft "bang" sound, and the flames were rising. Rush up!