It was not the first time Xu Jing had encountered this situation, he was familiar with the information that came into his mind, and after browsing it roughly, he nodded at Dong Xiaoyu, turned around and jumped into the woods.
Dong Xiaoyu suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, she really didn't want to go against Xu Jing as a last resort, if she was sure, she would have chased after Xu Jing for the first time and plundered the pure yin energy in the other party's body.
But she didn't dare to take the risk, a Mao stiff who was suspected of failing to cross the catastrophe but saved her life, who knows if there will be any terrible hole cards.
Although she was forced to hand over the inheritance, this inheritance was something she had unintentionally obtained from an ancient tomb buried in the mountain, and it was not impossible to hand it over, and she had already memorized everything.
In addition, Xu Jing's behavior of only asking for inheritance made her more and more sure of her guess.
Anyway, he finally kept his sweetheart, Dong Xiaoyu sighed, his heart moved, and he flew up to the branch on the side of the road lightly, and looked at Qiusheng who was riding a bicycle with affection.
A large handful of incense is inserted in front of the autumn car, which is used to honor the ghosts and gods passing by, avoid being targeted, and seek peace.
But at this moment, passing under the tree, he suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing behind him, and he couldn't help but shiver.
He looked left and right and looked back, but in his eyes, he couldn't see Dong Xiaoyu.
Dong Xiaoyu unconsciously sat in the back seat of Qiusheng's car, stroking her long hair, her face full of spring, ready to follow Qiusheng home.
Qiusheng pedaled his bicycle quickly, and when he was about to enter the town, he passed a stone niche built on the side of the road dedicated to the land lord.
On each side of the road in front of the alcove was a large tree, covered with runes, and its low, thick branches stretched across the middle of the road like arches.
The incense in front of the car floated by, and a flash of light suddenly appeared on the stone niche, brushing the bicycle.
Dong Xiaoyu didn't notice at all that her body, which was originally invisible to ordinary people, instantly appeared.
When Qiusheng lowered her head to avoid the branches of the low tree, she was knocked off the bicycle with a "bang".
She rubbed her head in pain, looked at Qiusheng's distant figure, and pouted with a face full of displeasure.
At this time, a loud laugh suddenly sounded in the stone niche next to him, and a ray of light faintly appeared.
Dong Xiaoyu realized the problem at this time, panicked with fright, turned around, and disappeared in place. ………… Uncle Nine brought Old Lady Ren back to Yizhuang to avoid accidents.
Before agreeing with Master Ren to move the coffin, he inquired in detail about Mrs.
Ren's birth date and time of death, as a descendant of Maoshan, he was instinctively vigilant about people who were born on ten spiritual days and ten spiritual days, and died on ten spiritual days.
When the coffin was opened, he found that the old lady Ren frowned, and he had not been corrupted for another twenty years, he already had a bad premonition.
Then when he returned to Yizhuang, after seeing the incense that Wen Cai brought back and burned into two short and one long, as well as the fact that the old lady's body began to grow and his nails became longer, Uncle Jiu was completely sure of the guess in his heart.
Fortunately, when he came back all the way, he thought of a countermeasure, that is, to use an ink fountain to play a net around the coffin to prevent the body from changing further.
The world thinks that the ink fountain was invented by Lu Ban, but Uncle Jiu knows that since the time of Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor, there has been an ink fountain, but at that time it was called rope ink.
At that time, rope ink was invented to suppress evil, evil avoids integrity, rope ink can pop out the most upright line, if something is not right, then use it to play the right.
Of course, the ink used to deal with the evil ink fountain also needs to be specially refined, and both are indispensable.
After Uncle Jiu refined the ink, he instructed Qiusheng and Wencai to use an ink fountain to pop an ink fountain net on the coffin of the old lady Ren.
Qiusheng and Wencai completed the task in the gag, and on the surface, they did pop out the coffin into an ink fountain net, but it leaked the bottom of the coffin.
The night is getting deeper.
Most of the incense candles in the village have been burned.
A thick layer of ice condensed at the bottom of Old Lady Ren's coffin, and the nails fell out one by one, and the coffin slowly rose from the bottom.
A hand with long nails reached out through the gap in the raised coffin, turning to hold it up.
But as soon as the palm touched the ink fountain net, sparks suddenly flashed, and the palm bounced open as if it were electrocuted, and it suddenly retracted into the coffin.
Boom~!
The lifted coffin fell heavily with a loud bang.
Uncle Nine was not very worried about the old lady Ren, the moment the voice sounded, his eyes suddenly opened, the whole person woke up, quickly got up from the bed, lit the oil lamp on the table, grabbed it and walked to the morgue in the backyard.
When he came to Master Ren's coffin, he shone it with a lamp and looked at it carefully.
Left turned to right, and checked the ink fountain net on the coffin again, Uncle Nine was puzzled: "It's strange, it's obviously fine." ” Just then, another loud bang came from next door to the morgue.
Uncle Jiu's face changed suddenly, and he thought of Wencai who was sleeping there, and immediately hurried over.
As a result, when he entered the room, he saw the shelf being kicked down at Wen Cai's feet, but Wen Cai was unconscious and was asleep.
Uncle Nine breathed a sigh of relief, shook his head and sighed: "It turns out that you stinky boy, sleeping like a pig, people like you are really suitable for guarding Yizhuang." ” He helped Wen Cai turn over and returned to the front yard room with the oil lamp.
I was about to fall asleep, but I didn't expect a sudden knock at the door of Yizhuang.
Uncle Jiu's eyes turned again and again, and his brows furrowed.
Yizhuang was built outside the town, and it was not close, and the people who came to the door so late were either acquaintances like Simu or difficult ghosts.
Judging from the fact that there is only knocking on the door outside and not making a sound, nine times out of ten it is not a living person.
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It's not like he hasn't encountered this kind of knocking on the door in the middle of the night in the middle of the night over the years, it's not impossible to open it, but it will definitely be disturbed all night.
Uncle Jiu was bold, walked to the wall in a few steps, picked up a wooden basin with water on the ground, and then grabbed a bunch of willow leaves and branches and a stack of rune paper hanging on the wall.
He sprinkled the willow leaves into the basin, and then ignited the rune paper and threw it in, stirring it quickly with his sword fingers.
After doing this, he quickly came to the front hall with the wooden basin, stretched out his hand to grab it, picked up the enshrined Tai Chi Bagua robes and put them on his body, and took the peach wood sword, copper coin sword, gossip mirror, cinnabar, rune paper and other things to protect himself, and then he took the wooden basin and walked towards the gate of Yizhuang.
Bang bang bang~!
The knocking on the door did not stop at all.
Uncle Nine walked to a stop half a meter in front of the door, then raised his right foot and hooked the door latch.
Taking a deep breath, he jerked his kick and removed the latch, hooking the door as he closed it.
Squeak~!
The door opened immediately.
Uncle Nine seized the opportunity, and a pot of willow leaf runic water in his hand splashed outward.