When Master Jiu and his group arrived at the place, the wealthy Ren had already been waiting there. Seeing Xue Mo Yin and the others behind Master Jiu, he thought that Master Jiu had called them to help and didn't say anything.
As for Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai, they immediately saw Ren Ting Ting standing nearby and rushed over to try to charm her. Ah Wei, who was responsible for providing the comedic relief in this story, kept on hindering the two.
This was the first time Xue Mo Yin and the others had seen Ren Ting Ting. It couldn't be denied that she was truly beautiful. Her white dress made her look pure and elegant, but compared to the three girls in their group, she was still a bit lacking. After all, these three girls were naturally born beauties, and with the effects of the Bone Marrow Cleansing Pill, they possessed an ethereal aura.
Suddenly, his gaze shifted, and sure enough, Lü Zi Qiao was eyeing the young lady. However, fortunately, this guy knew the difference between right and wrong and didn't go over to chat her up.
Master Jiu ignored what was happening on their side. He walked around the grave, a knowing look in his eyes, and said to the wealthy Ren, "This is a good spot. In Feng Shui, it's called the Dragonfly Pointing Water Tomb. It's three zhang four chi long, with only four chi usable, and one zhang three chi wide, with only three chi usable. So, the coffin cannot be buried flat, it has to be buried vertically."
Hearing this, the wealthy Ren immediately gave Master Jiu a thumbs-up, "Amazing, Master Jiu."
At this time, Wen Cai asked in confusion, "Master, what does 'buried vertically' mean? Is it like a French funeral?"
Xue Mo Yin almost burst into laughter, "What the hell is a French funeral, Wen Cai? Your imagination is pretty wild!"
Master Jiu glared at him angrily, "Shut up!"
A man behind him walked over to Master Jiu and said, "Master Jiu, the offering has been made. Can we start digging?"
"Alright, start."
Several men kicked the tombstone, sending it crashing to the ground. Mei Jia shivered, "Whoa, that's even more extreme than grave-hopping!" Hu Yi Fei glared at her. "The family's still here. How can you talk like that?"
Qiu Sheng, following on from Wen Cai's question, asked, "Master, what exactly is 'buried vertically'?"
"So-called 'buried vertically' means to bury the coffin upright."
The wealthy Ren echoed, "That's right. The Feng Shui master back then said that if the ancestor is buried upright, the descendants will surely prosper."
"Is it really effective?" Master Jiu asked.
The wealthy Ren shook his head, "To be honest, our Ren family's business has been declining for the past twenty years. We don't know why."
"I think that Feng Shui master had a grudge against your Ren family."
The wealthy Ren furrowed his brow, confused, "A grudge?"
Master Jiu looked at the layout of the grave and said, "Did your old father have any conflicts with him?"
"Um... this land was originally left behind by the Feng Shui master himself. My father knew it was a good spot, so he bought it with money."
Of course, everyone present didn't believe him. It was quite unethical, really. The man helped you with Feng Shui, and then you stole the place he left for himself, and then you asked him to help you bury your own father. If it wasn't a scam, it'd be a miracle.
This kind of lie couldn't deceive Master Jiu either, "Only lured by benefits? Were there any threats?"
The wealthy Ren just smiled awkwardly, not answering.
Master Jiu snorted coldly, "I think it was definitely a threat! Otherwise, he wouldn't have harmed you. He would have let you cover the Dragonfly Pointing Water Tomb with cement."
"Then what should we do?"
"It should be covered with snowflakes, that's what Dragonfly Pointing Water means. The coffin head shouldn't touch water. What's the point of calling it Dragonfly Pointing Water? He still had a conscience and told you to exhume and re-bury the coffin after twenty years. He's ruining half your life, not your whole life. He's ruining one generation, not eighteen generations!" Master Jiu's words stunned the wealthy Ren. He had never imagined this was the case.
"The coffin is visible!"
Everyone gathered around. The top of the coffin had already emerged. Several men pushed over a frame with a pulley attached. They tied a rope to the coffin, hooked it with an iron hook, pulled the rope on the other end together, and used the pulley to lift the coffin out of the ground. The others quickly tied ropes to the tail end of the coffin and carefully lowered it to the ground.
"Prepare to open the coffin."
As soon as Master Jiu finished speaking, several crows flew up from a distance, cawing incessantly.
Master Jiu frowned and said to the men, "Continue!"
Once the coffin was opened, Master Jiu's expression completely changed. The wealthy Ren and Ren Ting Ting knelt down and kowtowed.
"Grandfather!"
"Father! We have disturbed you, your children are truly unfilial. Master Jiu, can this tomb still be used?"
Master Jiu shook his head, "Dragonfly Pointing Water, one point, then another point. Each time it should be in a different place. This tomb can no longer be used."
"What should we do then?"
"Mr. Ren, I suggest cremation on site!"
As Master Jiu finished speaking, Xue Mo Yin and the others all looked at the wealthy Ren. If he agreed, they would just burn it on the spot and there would be no trouble.
However, things rarely go according to plan...
"Cremation? No, no, no!"
Master Jiu continued to persuade him, "If you don't cremate, there will be trouble!"
The wealthy Ren's face was filled with resistance, "No! My father was most afraid of fire in his life, no! Please come up with another solution, Master Jiu."
Xue Mo Yin spoke up, "Mr. Ren, you've seen that the corpse has been buried for twenty years and is still in good condition. Why would you want unnecessary trouble? Let's just listen to Master Jiu."
The wealthy Ren merely glanced at him and continued to say to Master Jiu, "No matter what, we cannot cremate. Please think of another way, Master Jiu."
His attitude immediately angered Hu Yi Fei, "I say..."
Master Jiu raised his hand and used his eyes to stop Yi Fei. Wan Yu and Mei Jia quickly pulled her back, afraid that she would lose her temper and forcibly set the coffin on fire.
Master Jiu said to the wealthy Ren, "Since that's the case, let's leave the coffin at my Yi Zhuang first. I'll find another place tomorrow to arrange for your father's burial."
"Wen Cai, Qiu Sheng, you two stay here and light a Plum Blossom Fragrance Formation. Come back and tell me what it burns like."
He then ordered people to carry the coffin back to Yi Zhuang.
When they got to Yi Zhuang, Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai rushed back holding three incense sticks. "Master, look."
"People are most afraid of being three long and two short, incense is most afraid of being two short and one long, but it has burned like this. If there is such incense in a family, someone will surely die." Master Jiu said with a frown.
Xue Mo Yin asked, "Master Jiu, based on this situation, it should be turning into a zombie, why not forcibly cremate it?"
Master Jiu shook his head, "After all, it's the family member of another family. If they don't agree, I can't do anything either. If we forcibly burn it, they will definitely not let us go. Besides, medicine cannot cure death. The same is true for us in the Xuan Men. We have already warned them, and they are insistent, so there's nothing I can do. As for the zombie problem,"
He turned to his two disciples, "Go, prepare paper, pen, ink, knife, sword."
The two of them didn't quite understand, "What?"
"Yellow paper, red pen, black ink, kitchen knife, wooden sword."
After the items were brought, Qiu Sheng used the kitchen knife to slit the chicken's neck, letting the blood flow into a bowl. Master Jiu held the wooden sword, lit the talisman paper and threw it into the blood. The chicken blood also caught fire. He then mixed the ink with it and poured it into the Bagua Mirror. With a twist of his hand, the mixed liquid flowed onto the ink dot.
After handing the ink dot to the two disciples, Master Jiu instructed, "Be sure to remember, you must flick it on every part of the coffin."
After Master Jiu left, Xue Mo Yin and the others stayed there. Sure enough, the two disciples didn't notice the bottom of the coffin.
"I say, you two, did you forget the bottom?" Xue Mo Yin reminded them.
The two of them slapped their foreheads and quickly flicked the ink dot at the bottom a few times. After carefully checking that there were no omissions, they left with a satisfied heart.
"So, Mo Yin, what should we do now?" Wan Yu looked at the coffin with a sense of helplessness.
"Zi Qiao, let's take turns guarding tonight. We'll wait until Master Jiu finds a place tomorrow, and then we'll hurry to bury it the next morning. We'll be fine then." Xue Mo Yin said.
Zi Qiao nodded, with the two of them watching, it was enough, there was no need to let the girls stay up late.