Hong Kong Ghost Story: I've become an apprentice of Chung Fat-pak and will only play in the pea

Uncle Ying nodded. "That's right. This is called the Dragonfly Skimming Water Cave. The cave is 34 feet long, but only 4 feet are usable. It is 13 feet wide, but only 3 feet are usable. Therefore, the coffin cannot be buried flat; it can only be buried in the traditional style!"

Next, the plot unfolds much as expected: Wencai asks what a traditional burial is, and Qiusheng replies that it's a vertical burial.

Lin Xuan watched while talking to Ren Tingting.

After that kiss, Ren Tingting seemed to feel closer to Lin Xuan. When she saw Lin Xuan today, she greeted him with a smile.

The two chatted casually, and Ren Tingting was overjoyed.

At this time, some young people in the town had already started digging up the grave, preparing to use ropes to hoist the upright coffin up.

Uncle Ying asked Ren Fa, "Did the old master have a grudge against the feng shui master before he died?"

"Have a grudge?"

Upon hearing these two words, Ren Fa looked embarrassed. "This land originally belonged to a feng shui master. My father knew it was a good burial site, so he bought it with money!"

"Was it just an offer of bribes? Was there any coercion?" Uncle Ying asked.

Ren Fa chuckled foolishly. It goes without saying that such a good burial site would not be given away by a feng shui master for no reason.

"I think it must have been coercion, otherwise I wouldn't have harmed you by making you sprinkle lime all over the Dragonfly Skimming Water Hole. Without snowflakes covering the top, the coffin lid wouldn't touch the water, so how could it be considered Dragonfly Skimming Water?"

"He still has some conscience, allowing you to exhume and rebury him twenty years later. He may harm one generation, but he won't harm eighteen generations."

Twenty years is exactly the time it takes for a generation to grow up.

Uncle Ying had just finished speaking.

"They're out!" someone shouted from the crowd carrying the coffin.

The coffin was safely hoisted up with ropes, but when they tried to open it, they found that it couldn't be opened at all.

at the same time.

From the distant woods came the cawing of crows, seemingly foreshadowing an ominous arrival.

The weather, which was originally bright and clear tomorrow, suddenly turned into dark clouds.

The sky in the distance turned gray, and the dark clouds grew thicker and thicker. The people on the field were almost suffocating under the weight of the clouds, and some had difficulty breathing.

"what happened?"

Not only Uncle Ying, but also Ren Fa, everyone sensed an ominous atmosphere.

at the same time.

In a cave.

Deep within the cave, in the shadows, a withered figure gradually awoke and sat up.

"Hahaha, after twenty years, my armored corpse is finally complete!"

Around the figure, various talismans were pasted, forming arrays.

Beside him was a massive figure exuding demonic energy.

"Roar!" The massive figure let out a low growl and crouched down.

The withered figure excitedly patted its head and said, "Don't worry, don't worry, once the armored corpse is forged, we won't have to stay in this wretched place anymore!"

"I'll let you come out with me right away, hahaha!"

……

At Grandpa Ren's grave, a cloud of dark clouds shifted and birds and beasts cried out, but soon the area returned to calm.

However, the sun remained obscured by dark clouds, and no sunlight penetrated.

The fact that such a commotion occurred so soon after the coffin was unearthed made everyone feel something was amiss.

"Uncle Ying, Master Ren, we can't open Grandpa Ren's coffin," said the young men who were breaking ground to open the coffin.

"Can't open it?" Uncle Ying sensed something was wrong.

The coffin can't be opened, and given the sudden change in the weather just now, there must be a big problem!

"Let me take a look." Lin Xuan stepped forward to check the situation and used his strength to try to open the coffin.

But the coffin lid remained motionless.

interesting.

Lin Xuan's heart stirred, and a golden light emanated from his hand as the power of his Golden Core surged forth.

Bang!

The coffin, which several people had struggled to open, was lifted by Lin Xuan with one hand and thrown to the ground.

At the same time, black corpse energy emanated from the coffin, slowly dissipating under everyone's watchful eyes.

This bizarre scene drew everyone's attention, and upon seeing the contents of the coffin, they all gasped in shock.

The body in the coffin was neither decomposed nor decayed, and its face was bluish-black. It did not look like someone who had been dead for more than 20 years; it looked more like a corpse that had been buried for a few days.

Upon seeing this, Ren Fa immediately knelt down and shouted, "Father, your son is unfilial and has disturbed you!"

After he finished speaking, he stood up and looked at Uncle Ying and Lin Xuan.

"Uncle Ying, Brother Lin, what exactly is going on?"

Uncle Ying shook his head with a grim expression and said, "This corpse has undergone a zombie transformation and needs to be dealt with immediately!"

Lin Xuan nodded and said, "This corpse has clearly undergone special refinement and has been nurtured for twenty years. It has become an armored corpse, impervious to swords and spears. If we don't want any trouble, it's best to deal with it as soon as possible!"

Both Uncle Ying and Lin Xuan said so, which made Ren Fa hesitate.

If it were just Uncle Ying alone, Ren Fa would definitely not agree, but Lin Xuan said so too, and even mentioned the armored corpse.

This……

Ren Fa hesitated.

“Master Ren, I think burning it immediately is the best course of action. When a zombie revives, it usually kills those who are related to it by blood first, which will greatly enhance its strength.”

“Even if you, Master Ren, don’t care, you should still consider Ling Qianjin.”

Lin Xuan had just finished speaking.

Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai also gathered around, asking curiously, "Has Old Master Ren really turned into a zombie after twenty years of not decaying or decomposing?"

The two had seen plenty of corpses since they were young, and had even seen some real zombies, but it was quite interesting that a wealthy man like Old Master Ren had also turned into a zombie.

... ... ...

Not only the two of them, but also many young people who had been summoned by Ren Fa started whispering and discussing among themselves.

Ren Fa looked very uneasy and asked Lin Xuan and Uncle Ying, "Gentlemen, how should we handle this?"

Uncle Ying said, "Burning it is naturally the best option!"

The armored corpse's body is extremely tough, but since Old Master Ren has just been unearthed and hasn't drunk any human blood yet, burning it with lychee firewood in the sun should be enough to solve the problem.

At this time, the sun was covered by dark clouds, but there was only one cloud, so we could just burn it in other parts of Renjia Town.

"Ah, burn it? My late father was most afraid of fire. Is there any other way to deal with it?" Ren Fa said with some difficulty.

When Grandpa Ren turned into a zombie, Ren Fa felt extremely distressed, especially after Lin Xuan said that zombies would kill their blood relatives first, which made Ren Fa feel even more worried and afraid.

He agreed that Lin Xuan and Uncle Ying should get rid of Old Master Ren.

However, Ren Fa hesitated somewhat when it came to burning it.

Just then, a cold wind swept in, and a strong gale arose.

"Ring ring ring!"

A clear bell rang.

Old Master Ren's coffin suddenly shook.

Bang!

Old Master Ren suddenly opened his eyes and jumped out of the coffin.

At that moment, a hoarse and strange voice rang out.

"You want to burn my treasure? No way! I've been planning this armored corpse for twenty years, how could I let you destroy it!"

As the voice faded, a disheveled Taoist priest dressed in tattered gray cloth robes and carrying a flag walked over.

The Taoist priest had a withered face and a emaciated body, making him look quite terrifying.

His eyes were extremely cold, and he immediately stared at Lin Xuan and Uncle Ying.

In his eyes, only Uncle Ying, the geomancer, could pose a certain threat to him, but Uncle Ying was only a first-level geomancer and would not be his match.

As for Lin Xuan, in his opinion, he only had the cultivation level of the fifth level of the Human Master realm, which was not worth mentioning.

For some reason, the slovenly Taoist priest's spiritual sense became wary of Lin Xuan.

It was as if Lin Xuan was the one who could threaten him.

This made the slovenly Taoist feel strange, and he couldn't help but pay more attention to Lin Xuan.

But in the end, Lin Xuan's cultivation level was too low, so the slovenly Taoist didn't pay much attention to it.

He looked at Old Master Ren, who had just woken up and jumped in front of him, and the joy on his face grew stronger.