Chapter 10 Extremely Cruel
"Master Ren, do you and Ling Qianjin follow us back to Yizhuang now, or do you want to go back to your house to pack your things first?"
Instruct the Ren family's servants to fill in the ground. In the grave pit, after burning Mr. Ren’s wooden coffin, Uncle Jiu asked Ren.
Ren Fa said decisively: "Tingting and I will go with you to Yizhuang now. As for the daily necessities, let Ren Quan arrange it."
"Yes, sir, The arrangements must be made well." Ren Quan responded quickly.
Uncle Jiu nodded and said to his two disciples: "I saw many graves on this mountain. I can't pass by them without saying anything. You two stay and leave incense when you see the graves. Remember, there are many graves on each grave." You can only put three incense sticks, no more, no less."
"Why is this?" Qiu Sheng asked curiously.
"Ignorant and ignorant." Uncle Jiu glared at him, waved his hand and said, "Ask your junior brother."
Qiu Sheng was speechless, stretched out his hand to scratch his hair, and watched the troops leave. , then asked Qin Yao: "Junior brother, master told you this before?"
Qin Yao shook his head.
"Then he asked me to ask you, do you think our master is old and confused?"
Qin Yao took out two handfuls of incense from his pocket and gave one to Qiu Sheng: "Senior brother, have you heard that? "I've never heard of the saying, "I'm not lucky enough to go to a private school," said Qiu Sheng.
"To put it simply, it is etiquette to give three sticks of incense, and the owner of the tomb can enjoy the incense with confidence. Once too many are given, the ghosts with good intentions may find ways to repay the favor. Ghosts with bad intentions may be afraid of It will entangle you, ask for more, and even repay kindness with enmity. It is troublesome. "
"Then why are the three roots different? "
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"The number four is not as lucky as three."
"Then why can't it be five? There are only two more on the left and right."
"Senior brother, do you want to be beaten?"
< br>Qiu Sheng’s expression changed and he immediately changed his words: “I understand, it must be three. No more, no less!”
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"Sorry to bother you."
After convincing people with reason, Qin Yao took out the fire stick, lit two sticks of incense, and then took out three sticks and inserted them in front of the tombs.
Qiu Sheng followed suit, plucking and plugging, and before he knew it, he came to a tombstone. He looked at the photo of the woman on the tombstone and said, "It's a pity to die so young."
< br>After saying this, he gently placed the incense in front of the grave.
"Thank you." The moment he turned around, a soft voice of thanks suddenly sounded in his ears.
Qiu Sheng was startled, his hair stood on end, and he shouted loudly: "Junior brother, there is a ghost!"
"Isn't it normal for there to be ghosts in graveyards? What are you shouting for?" Qin Yao came empty-handed. Walking to his side, he frowned and asked.
Qiu Sheng: "..."
He was speechless.
The atmosphere was very awkward.
Qin Yao came to the woman's tombstone, looked at the other person's headstone and said: "First introduce yourself. We are disciples of Lin Jiu of the Maoshan sect. It is etiquette to send incense. I hope it will not disturb you."
" Maoshan sect...I know." The female ghost in the grave muttered.
Qin Yao smiled, turned around and said, "Let's go, senior brother."
"Junior brother, can the name of the Maoshan sect scare her?" Qiu Sheng asked on the way down the mountain.
“I don’t know.” Qin Yao said: “But it will make her wary to some extent. Even if she wants to harm us, she won’t dare to do anything. This is the advantage of having a backer.”
"Junior brother, how come you know so much? It doesn't match your size at all."
"What do you think my size should match? Recklessness and ignorance, or brute strength?"
>Qiu Sheng hesitated, not daring to answer. It's night.
The moon is dark and the wind is high and howling.
In Yi Zhuang, Wen Cai, who had a pigtail tied behind his head, held a large handful of incense in his hand, opened a thick curtain, and bowed to two rows of zombies in official uniforms: "Brothers, it's time to eat... ”
Yizhuang has the function of storing corpses, but it does not produce zombies.
Therefore, these old friends are not owned by Yizhuang, but are clients of Taoist Master Four Eyes who had previously been deposited in Yizhuang. After they are sent to the underworld, they will be able to obtain a certain amount of Yin De from the ghosts.
Some people call this job driving corpses, some people call it ferrying, some people call it escorting, to name a few, and the pay is generous. However, if there is no background behind you, and if you don’t have the ability, you will die more easily. Everyone is fast.
It should be noted that the "clients" sent to the underworld must be zombies who have no descendants or whose descendants cannot be found. Otherwise, it would be too unethical to send someone's ancestors to the underworld to exchange for their virtues without saying a word...
Soon after, the incense was finished, Wencai yawned, complained about Si Mu and Qiu Sheng, and strode out the door.
Of these two people, the former is the culprit for increasing his workload, and the latter is supposed to take turns with him on duty, but he always finds excuses to escape.
As for Qin Yao...
Whether he is a literary talent or a Qiu Sheng, even their master never mentioned letting him do such a thing. It's not because he dotes on him, but more because he is afraid that if something unexpected happens, he will attack these customers ruthlessly.
“Whoosh…”
Suddenly, a gust of wind blew through the literary man's body. He couldn't help but shudder. He rubbed his palms and closed the door. Out of the corner of his eye, he inadvertently caught sight of more than ten yellow talismans fluttering in the wind. The Huangquan client suddenly opened his blood-red or turquoise eyes.
“What’s wrong, I forgot to close the curtain.”
Wen Cai’s heart suddenly thumped, his mouth felt bitter, and his cheeks were as wrinkled as bitter melons. Fortunately, his reaction was not slow, and he was able to react to the zombies. When they jumped out after smelling his breath, they closed the wooden door with a bang and ran towards the yard.
"Junior brother, help!"
In the wing room, Qin Yao suddenly opened his eyes. When he got out of bed, he grabbed the coat on the bedside and turned it around to put it on. He had no time to put it on. Shoes and socks, and rushed out of the room barefoot.
"Boom!"
When he rushed to Wencai's side with swift steps, the heavy wooden door of the morgue flew up with a huge roar and hit the two of them hard.
“Bang.”
Qin Yao punched out, the sound of the punch was like thunder, and the solid wood door was torn apart by its violent force, with debris flying!
“What happened?”
At this time, Uncle Jiu and Si Mu came to the courtyard together and asked in unison.
The pale-faced Wencai was breathing heavily. Just as he was about to explain, he suddenly saw zombies jumping out of the morgue. He hurriedly reached out and pointed forward: "Master, Uncle Master, It’s a corpse.”
“What kind of corpse are you cheating? It’s obvious to me that you didn’t take good care of it.” Uncle Jiu glared at him, raised his right arm, pinched his middle finger, and turned it. Turn your head and look around.
Simu used the same method and rushed towards the zombies with Uncle Jiu. They fought with a group of zombies and kept putting the blood on their fingers on the foreheads of the zombies to immobilize their bodies.
"Uncle, Master, do you need help?" Qin Yao asked loudly.
"Yes."
"No."
His eyes turned sideways to avoid the attack of one zombie, and he pressed the bloody fingerprint on the forehead of another zombie, temporarily immobilizing the other zombie's body, and said dissatisfiedly : "Lin Jiu, can you stop being so obsessed with face? What's wrong with asking your apprentice to help you? , No one will say anything to you for this!"
Jiu Shu raised his eyebrows and said: "I originally thought about it for you, but since you don't appreciate it, let's forget it. Your master’s favor.”
Simu: “?”
What does it mean to accept his favor?
What about thinking about me?
Before he could come up with a reason, Qin Yao waved his arms and rushed into the zombies. He punched the zombie in front of him and was immediately punched through the chest.
Four eyes: "..."
(End of this chapter)