"Let's go!"
All Heavens College. After 15 minutes, Shen Wen waved his right hand gently, and a ten-foot-wide spatial gate appeared in front of everyone.
Without any hesitation, Shen Wen stepped into the gate, and the others followed behind. They walked into the world passage one after another.
"This should be the Ren Town."
Shen Wen walked out of the spatial gate, and a small town appeared in front of him.
Although the town was not prosperous, it was bustling with people in suits and leather shoes. There were even cafes and other westernized places.
"According to the system, the timeline of Mr. Zombie's world is the day when Old Master Ren's coffin is being moved. A zombie and a female ghost will be lured out, and I can observe them."
Shen Wen pondered for a moment, then turned around and instructed Li Xunhuan and Tang Zichen, "There's a Taoist priest called Lin Jiu in this town. Zombies will be wreaking havoc in this town soon. Follow this Taoist priest and observe how he deals with the zombies."
"Sir, may I know where Taoist Priest Lin Jiu is?"
Without needing Shen Wen's instructions, Shen Wansan stopped a passerby with a smile and cupped his hands slightly.
"You're talking about Uncle Jiu? He's going to move the coffin for Old Master Ren's father today. Uncle Jiu is a capable man. If you're looking for him, you can wait for him at the memorial hall."
"Follow this road and walk straight. After passing through a forest, you'll see a manor. That's where Uncle Jiu lives."
The passerby introduced the place enthusiastically.
Especially when he saw that Shen Wen and the others were all dressed in luxurious clothes and had extraordinary auras, his tone carried a hint of pride. These people must have been attracted by Uncle Jiu's reputation.
And Uncle Jiu was from their town.
"Do you know where Uncle Jiu's coffin is being moved?"
Shen Wansan's expression did not change as he asked.
"It's a little far. It's on the mountain outside the town. Do you want to call a taxi? I can recommend a rickshaw to you. If you don't want to take a rickshaw, I can recommend a cheap place where you can rent a bicycle. "
The passerby became even more enthusiastic.
Shen Wansan thanked him and declined the request of the passerby.
"Let's go to the place where the coffins were moved. Let's see what that Daoist called Lin Jiu has up his sleeves."
Tang Zichen said.
She vaguely felt that there was something strange about the coffin transfer.
"Then let's go to the place where the coffin was moved."
Li Xunhuan also agreed.
Waiting at the memorial hall was a complete waste of time.
Seeing that the dean had passed the decision to Li Xunhuan and Tang Zichen, and Tang Zichen and Li Xunhuan had both agreed, the other students naturally had no other opinions.
When they were walking in the town, it was normal. Once they walked out of the town, Li Xunhuan carried Wang Chao, Zhang Sanfeng carried Shen Wansan, and Huang Yaoshi carried Ip Man. Everyone used Qing Gong to hurry on their way.
Only God followed behind with a pale face. His face had a hint of sickly redness.
"Zombies!"
After about half an hour, everyone arrived at the foot of a mountain. Shen Wen was also a little curious.
At the top of the mountain, they could see dozens of figures.
Without any hesitation, everyone rushed up the mountain.
"Who are you? We are moving the coffin for our ancestor. Hurry up and leave. "
As soon as Shen Wen and the others arrived at the top of the mountain, a middle-aged man with a pair of glasses and a somewhat wretched appearance rushed over and chased them away.
"Uncle, there is a group of sneaky people here."
After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he did not forget to show off his achievement to a grey-haired man with neatly combed hair.
"Everyone, please do me a favor. Today is the day of moving the coffin for my father. If you want to go sightseeing, please change to another place."
Old Master Ren sized up Shen Wen and the others. His attitude was much better than the middle-aged man's.
"Old Master Ren, we are here to look for Ninth Uncle."
Shen Wansan smiled and said, "Don't worry, we will stand here. We will definitely not interfere with Old Master Ren's funeral."
"Ninth Uncle, what do you think?"
Old Master Ren could not help but look at Ninth Uncle.
"Why are you looking for me?"
Ninth Uncle looked puzzled. He did not know any of these people.
"Ninth Uncle, we are not in a hurry. Help Old Master Ren move the coffin first. Don't miss the time."
Shen Wansan instantly changed the topic.
Ninth Uncle nodded at Old Master Ren and continued to preside over the coffin moving the coffin.
"This acupoint is called 'Dragonfly Skimming the Water'. It is a good acupoint. The acupoint is thirty-four feet long and only four feet wide. It is thirteen feet wide and only three feet wide. Therefore, the coffin cannot be buried horizontally. It must be buried with a method."
… …
"The so-called method of burial is a vertical burial."
… …
"Snowflakes covering the top of the head is called 'Dragonfly Skimming the Water'."
… …
Ninth Uncle explained some feng shui knowledge and occasionally glanced at Shen Wen and the others secretly. In the end, he found that Shen Wen and the others were all listening to his explanation with rapt attention.
That attentive look was as if they could not wait to take out paper and write down notes.
"Swish!" "Swish!" "Swish!"
"They are writing down what I said."
Ninth Uncle suddenly opened his eyes wide and raised his eyebrows. He was a little proud.
He found that the middle-aged man, who was dressed like an ancient person and had a gentle and elegant temperament, actually took out a pen and paper to write down what he said with an extremely serious look.
After a while, two or three people took out pen and paper and stared at Ninth Uncle with bright eyes.
"Old Master Ren must have used coercion to get this' Dragonfly Skimming the Water 'acupoint from a feng shui master."
"This feng shui master asked you to move the coffin 20 years later. He harmed your generation, but he didn't want to harm your eighteenth generation …"
Ninth Uncle was in a very good mood. He felt lighter when he walked, and he could not help but introduce more feng shui knowledge.
"Everyone, today is the day that Old Master Ren reappears. Those who are thirty-six, twenty-five, thirty-five, forty-eight years old, and born in the year of chicken or ox, please turn around and leave."
Ninth Uncle felt a little regretful when he found that Yue Buqun and the others were still staring at him with rapt attention. However, he did not forget his work today.
"Taoist Lin Jiu, should a seventy-one-year-old person leave?"
God could not help but ask.
His telegnosis faintly told him that this place was very strange.
If he offended any taboos or ghosts, he would be in trouble.
"Seventy-one years old? Seventy-one-year-old people don't need to leave. "
Ninth Uncle was a little surprised. When he saw the white-haired Zhang Sanfeng in Shen Wen's group, he added.
"What about hundred-year-old people?"
Zhang Sanfeng could not help but ask.
Ninth Uncle was speechless.
"Of course not. Old Master Ren can't afford it."
Ninth Uncle said with a wry smile.
"Oh no!"
After Ninth Uncle finished speaking, he asked people to open the coffin. As a result, a group of crows flew out from the surrounding jungle. Zhang Sanfeng, Huang Yaoshi, Tang Zichen and the others all felt their hair stand on end. They looked at the coffin with vigilance.
They felt a gloomy and cold breath, and their bodies subconsciously tightened.
Especially the moment the coffin was opened, a visible black fog floated out of the coffin.
However, seeing that Ninth Uncle's face was solemn and he did not make a move, Zhang Sanfeng, Yue Buqun, and the others gathered around. Their gazes were bewildered as they sized up the person lying in the coffin.
Didn't they say that he had been dead for 20 years?
Why was the corpse in the coffin completely intact?
"There's definitely something wrong with this corpse."
Everyone had the same thought in their minds.
"Dean, what are you doing?"
Especially when they heard that Ninth Uncle was going to cremate the corpse on the spot, everyone felt that something was wrong.
"You can see a living zombie tonight."
"Gulp!"
As soon as Shen Wen finished speaking, those who were not confident could not help but swallow their saliva.
"Who is interested in ghosts?"
Seeing the coffin being carried away, Shen Wen's gaze swept across the crowd as he inquired.
In the plot, Qiu Sheng offered incense to a female ghost called Dong Xiaoyu and praised her. As a result, he was haunted by the female ghost.
Shen Wen could let other people burn incense for Qiu Sheng.
Yue Buqun, Zhang CuiShan, and Ye Wen were all more handsome than Qiu Sheng. Their bodies were also stronger than Qiu Sheng's. The female ghost would definitely not dislike them.
Everyone was speechless.
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