In the mountains and forests, tributes were neatly placed in front of the old man's grave.

"Everyone must worship sincerely and respectfully."

After Uncle Jiu put the incense in his hand, he reminded the person behind him.

Mr. Ren, Ren Tingting and Awei respectfully burned incense to Mr. Ren.

After the incense, Mr. Ren followed Uncle Jiu to the side.

"Uncle Jiu, the person who looked at Feng Shui said that this cemetery was difficult to find, and it was a good cave."

Mr. Ren said.

Seeing this, Yang An followed him and listened to the Feng Shui theory.

"Yes, I just observed it. The Feng Shui of this piece of land is said to be a dragonfly sifting the water hole."

"The cave is three to four feet long, only four feet long, and one to three feet wide, only three feet wide, so the coffin cannot be buried flat, so it must be buried legally."

Seeing this, Uncle Jiu confidently began to introduce Feng Shui with his hands on his back.

"Excellent, Uncle Nine."

Master Ren smiled and said with a smile.

"Father Burial?"

Wencai said in confusion.

"It's a vertical burial."

Yang An knew that Wencai didn't like reading, so he explained directly before Wen could continue asking.

Seeing this, Uncle Jiu nodded.

Wencai looked at Yang An in surprise.

This junior brother is a bit outstanding, and he is better than his senior brother.

"Uncle Jiu, I have worshipped me, can I make groundbreaking?"

A young and strong man came over and asked.

"It's OK, it's time to get ground."

Uncle Jiu nodded and replied.

A group of young and strong men walked to the grave and began to tear down the grave and dig the grave.

Awei found that Qiu Sheng was leaning against Ren Tingting's side without realizing it, and hurried over to squeeze Qiu Sheng away.

Wencai is not willing to be outdone and joins it.

Mr. Ren looked at a group of people digging graves and sighed:

"The saying that looked at Feng Shui back then was that the ancestors were buried with their burials, and the descendants would definitely be good."

Uncle Jiu asked back when he heard this:

"Will that be effective?"

Mr. Ren shook his head and walked a few steps towards him.

"Over the past twenty years, our Ren family's business has been getting worse and worse. I don't know why?"

Uncle Jiu followed up and said:

"I think that Feng Shui Master has a grudge against your Ren family."

"I have a grudge? How is it possible? I am famous for being kind and kind."

Mr. Ren shook his head quickly.

"Did the old man offend him during his lifetime?"

Uncle Jiu stared at Mr. Ren.

Mr. Ren was confused for a while and then said:

"This land was originally owned by the Feng Shui master. My father knew it was a Feng Shui cave, so he bought it for a lot of money."

Upon hearing this, Uncle Jiu guessed the reason and said with a smile:

"Just temptation, no coercion?"

Master Ren smiled awkwardly when he heard this, without answering.

"I think it must be a threat, otherwise it would not harm you. I asked you to cover the entire dragonfly's water hole."

Uncle Jiu walked to the grave and explained.

"What should be done?"

Master Ren asked quickly when he heard this.

"It should be covered with snowflakes, which is called a dragonfly sifting water. If the head of the coffin cannot touch the water, how is it called a dragonfly sifting water?"

Uncle Jiu pointed at the cemetery.

"He is quite conscientious and asked you to start a coffin and rebuilt twenty years later, and you will be harmed for half a lifetime, but not for the rest of your life."

"Do you one generation, not you eighteen generations."

After Uncle Jiu finished speaking, Mr. Ren's face turned a little sweaty and his face became very ugly.

"See the coffin."

This is, someone suddenly shouted in front of the grave.

Yang An and his friends walked over and saw a coffin head standing up.

Several young and strong men prepared tools to pull the coffin, but within a while, the coffin was dug out and placed.

Uncle Jiu touched the coffin and his face changed slightly.

"Master, if I hadn't had the coffin drying first, I would have gotten up at noon."

Yang An walked over and said.

Upon hearing this, Uncle Jiu discussed with Mr. Ren.

......

The scorching sun is in the sky, and the scorching sun is like fire.

A coffin was exposed to the scorching sun and the coffin was not yet ready.

"How long will it take?"

Awei blocked the sun with one hand and complained.

"If you can't stand it, go back, you're not alone."

Wencai replied lukewarmly.

"You... cousin, I'm not complaining. The sun is so hot, I'm afraid you will have heatstroke."

Awei was about to curse, but he glanced at Ren Tingting who was hiding from the sun and explained.

Ren Tingting glanced at Awei. She was actually upset by the scorching sun. If it weren't for her grandfather in the coffin, she would have left long ago.

Master Ren wiped off the sweat from his face and felt a little anxious.

"The time is coming."

Yang An looked at the sun, then at the coffin, reminding him.

Uncle Jiu calculated with his fingers, looked at the scorching sun again, and said:

"The time to get the coffin is here."

"Everyone, today is Ren Gong's power and courage to see the light of the sky again. Anyone who is aged thirty-six, twenty-two, thirty-five and forty-eight, who are born in the Year of the Rooster and Ox will turn around and avoid it."

After Uncle Jiu finished speaking, he turned around silently around the few people in front of Mr. Ren’s tomb.

"Everyone is tidying up their clothes."

Uncle Jiu said to the four people in front of the coffin again.

After the four of them tidied up the coffin for a while, Uncle Jiu continued:

"Open the coffin."

"Gua...gua...gua...gua...gua..."

The four people in front of the coffin put their hands on the coffin, and a group of crows flew out of the woods.

Seeing this, Uncle Jiu frowned slightly.

A group of people walked over.

Yang An wiped a little tears from his eyes.

I saw a burst of black gas emerged from Old Master Ren’s coffin.
To be continued...