Sharing the Heavens Starting from Douluo Continent

Chapter 93 Good Words Are Hard to Persuade a Damned Ghost (Seeking Votes and Reading)

Uncle Nine looked suspicious: "Just bribery? Was there any coercion?"

"Uh... this..."

Faced with Uncle Nine's persistent questioning, Ren Fa gave an awkward smile.

Upon seeing this, Dai Changsheng couldn't help but shake his head.

Although the saying goes, "If you doubt someone, don't use them; if you use someone, don't doubt them," Old Master Ren really had a big heart, snatching someone else's prime land one day and then handing over his affairs after his death to them the next.

Even a dog would shake its head if it heard that!

Huh? Something seems off?

"I think it must have been coercion, otherwise he would never have deliberately harmed you."

Seeing Ren Fa's guilty look, Uncle Jiu immediately understood everything. Pointing to the grave that had already been dug up, he said, "If you want the Dragonfly Skimming Water Cave to work, you have to cover it with snowflakes, not with cement."

How can it be called "dragonfly skimming the water" if the coffin's head doesn't even touch the water?

That feng shui master still had some conscience; he told you to exhume and relocate the grave in twenty years. He harmed you for half your life, not your whole life; he harmed one generation, not eighteen generations!

"..."

Ren Fa's expression suddenly changed drastically. He never expected that the reason his business was getting worse and worse was because of the trouble he had caused twenty years ago.

"I saw it!"

A rough voice suddenly rang out, drawing everyone's attention.

Before the workers who were digging the grave, an old coffin stood upright, covered in mud.

"Get the coffin out!"

At Uncle Nine's command, the workers quickly brought over the pre-prepared lifting frames, secured the ropes to the coffin, and worked together to pull it out from the ground.

"Loosen the rope! Pull up the nail!"

After the workers had placed the coffin flat and securely, Uncle Nine addressed the crowd, saying, "Everyone, today is the day when Ren Gong's might is seen again. Anyone aged 22, 35, 36, or 48, or born in the years of the Rooster or the Ox, must turn away and avoid us."

Upon hearing this, those who met both conditions immediately turned their backs to the coffin.

【3, 2, 1!】

Uncle Nine silently counted to three, then announced loudly, "The retreat is complete. Everyone, straighten your clothes and open the coffin!"

"Gagaga..."

Just as the workers opened the coffin, a flock of crows suddenly flew out from the woods surrounding the cemetery.

Upon seeing this, Uncle Nine's gray-white brows furrowed slightly, and an ominous premonition arose in his heart. He quickly led Dai Changsheng to the coffin to examine it.

When Uncle Nine saw the corpse in the coffin, which showed no signs of decay after twenty years, his pupils contracted slightly.

"father!"

"grandfather!"

Ren Fa and Ren Tingting had no idea what was going on. They went through the motions of calling out to Ren Weiyong's corpse while kneeling and bowing.

"Father, I have disturbed you. I am truly an unfilial son."

Ren Fa bowed somewhat remorsefully before rising and asking Uncle Jiu, "Uncle Jiu, is this tomb still usable?"

"Like a dragonfly skimming the water, it touches the surface repeatedly, never in the same spot. This tomb is already ruined."

"Then... what should we do?"

"I propose cremation on the spot!"

Upon hearing this, Ren Fa refused without hesitation, saying, "Crimping? How can that be? My late father was terrified of fire; I can't do that."

After all, most people in this day and age believe in "returning to one's roots and finding peace in the earth."

Except for those who have no other choice, most people, even if they die outside, will have their relatives and friends transport their bodies back to their hometown for burial, which is why the profession of corpse transporter exists.

If Ren Fa really listened to Uncle Jiu and cremated his father's body, then in the eyes of outsiders, he would only be seen as an unfilial son, and he didn't want to be criticized behind his back.

Although Uncle Nine could understand Ren Fa's concerns, he still advised him with a serious expression, "Mr. Ren, there will be trouble if you don't cremate him."

"Uncle Jiu, anything is fine, just don't cremate. Please think of another way!"

Looking at Ren Fa's stubborn expression, Dai Changsheng thought to himself, "He's really hard to reason with, damn it!"

Seeing that Ren Fa was so stubborn, Uncle Jiu didn't dare to persuade him any further, otherwise it would inevitably seem like he was trying to raise the price on the spot.

"Since you insist on this, then let's move Old Master Ren and his coffin to the mortuary for the time being. Tomorrow I will go and find a new burial site for him so that he can rest in peace soon."

Hearing Uncle Nine say this, Ren Fa nodded in satisfaction: "Then I'll have to trouble you, Uncle Nine."

"Mr. Ren, please leave now!"

"Um!"

After seeing Ren Fa and the others off, Uncle Jiu gathered Dai Changsheng and the others around him.

"Chang Sheng, light some plum blossom incense here later, and come back and tell me how it turns out."

Uncle Nine first gave Dai Changsheng some instructions, then glanced at Wen Cai and the others and said, "Remember to keep an eye on them and don't let them cause any trouble. Also, you have to offer incense at each grave."

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"Master, don't worry! With me here, they won't dare to do anything reckless."

"Okay! I'll leave it to you then."

After saying this, Uncle Jiu patted Dai Changsheng on the shoulder and led the workers responsible for carrying the coffin back to the mortuary.

"Alright, alright, hurry up and get back to work. Do you guys want to go home for dinner?"

Urged on by Dai Changsheng, Wen Cai and the others dared not slack off and quickly began to light the plum blossom incense array.

Because Dai Changsheng was quick and efficient, he lit incense faster than Wencai and Qiusheng combined, and soon he had lit incense in front of more than twenty graves.

Just as Dai Changsheng was skillfully offering incense, his gaze was suddenly drawn to the name and photo on the tombstone.

[Dong Xiaoyu? Is this the female ghost from the original story who slept with Qiu Sheng?]

After staring at the black and white photo on the tombstone for a while, Dai Changsheng finally lit an incense stick in front of Dong Xiaoyu's grave.

Dai Changsheng didn't want to be a ghost knight, but if he offered incense to all the other graves but not to Dong Xiaoyu, it would seem like he was bullying the ghost.

"Thanks."

Seeing that Dai Changsheng was a handsome and sunny young man, Dong Xiaoyu, who was resting in the grave, couldn't help but thank him.

[To be able to speak in broad daylight, this ghost bride must be quite powerful, certainly far surpassing Chu Renmei.]

Dai Changsheng inwardly scoffed, but outwardly remained calm, as if he hadn't heard Dong Xiaoyu's thanks at all.

"Oh no! Senior Brother, oh no! Look at this incense!"

Just as Dong Xiaoyu was about to continue expressing her gratitude, Wen Cai suddenly ran over shouting, holding a burnt incense stick in his hand.

"People are most afraid of three long and two short, and incense is most afraid of two short and one long."

Seeing the incense sticks in Wen Cai's hand, now burning two short and one long, Dai Changsheng said with a solemn expression, "The presence of this incense in a house indicates a death in the family!"

"Is it at Master Ren's house?"

Dai Changsheng rolled his eyes at Wen Cai, annoyed, and said, "Nonsense! If it's not Master Ren's house, is it our mortuary?"

"That's good. It's none of my business, so I won't worry about it."

Upon learning that he had nothing to do with the matter, Wen Cai breathed a sigh of relief.

"Senior Brother, will Tingting be in danger?"

Faced with Qiu Sheng's curious gaze, Dai Changsheng asked somewhat speechlessly, "What do you think?"

(End of this chapter)