allendalepharm Chapter 512 Corpse Transformation
Chapter 512 Corpse Transformation
"If ancestors are buried upright, will their descendants definitely be successful? Is it really true?"
Uncle Nine looked at Master Ren and asked, feigning ignorance.
"Well, it's strange, really. The feng shui master did select a good burial site, but ever since the old man was buried, our family's fortune has been declining. Our current financial situation is less than a tenth of what it used to be..."
"The feng shui master said that we must close the gates in 20 years and choose a new, better burial site, otherwise the Ren family's future wealth will be completely squandered..."
Ren Fa's face was full of regret and self-blame for his family's decline.
"I think this feng shui master can be considered a decent person, albeit barely. He only harmed one generation, not 18 generations. He told you to unfollow him in 20 years, so he didn't completely wipe out your Ren family."
"How can you cover the spot where a dragonfly skims the water with cement?"
Uncle Nine glanced at the cement covering the Dragonfly Skimming Water Hole and shook his head.
As the saying goes, if the grave mound cannot be exposed to the open air so that the auspicious energy can touch the water, then what exactly is meant by a "dragonfly skimming the water" grave?
"Could we remove this layer of cement and rebury the body?" Master Ren was still fixated on this auspicious burial site and refused to let go.
"The 'dragonfly skimming the water' acupoint is the first one planted, so naturally it's impossible to plant it in the same spot twice. Although it's a good acupoint, this one is now completely ruined."
Upon hearing this, Ren Fa remained silent for several minutes.
Ever since his grandfather was buried here, the Ren family's fortunes have never been good!
Now it has plummeted even further.
"So, why did that feng shui master give this auspicious burial site, so close to the water, to your Ren family back then?"
Uncle Nine activated his spiritual sense, a quality reserved for Golden Core cultivators, and looked curiously at the acupoints that were emitting black smoke.
"Uh, naturally my father bribed him to buy it..." Ren Fa stammered in reply.
"Oh? Is it just bribery? Are you sure there was no coercion?"
"Coercion... there was some involved. Does Uncle Jiu mean that this feng shui master already set a fatal flaw for our Ren family twenty years ago?"
Now that he was slowly figuring out the truth, Master Ren was somewhat angry.
That damned feng shui master actually dared to plot against the Ren family!
I simply don’t know how to live or die!
Even a starved camel is bigger than a horse. As long as Ren Fa is willing, that feng shui master will definitely not be able to leave this area!
"If you take something from someone by trickery or force, don't even think about revenge. Aren't you afraid they'll continue to stab you in the back?"
Uncle Nine was somewhat dissatisfied with Master Ren's arrogant and domineering attitude as a nouveau riche.
"Hehe, of course not, of course not. Then please, Uncle Jiu, hurry up and find a good burial site for my father. I, Ren Fa, am willing to pay a hundred silver dollars as a reward for your trouble!"
Mr. Ren generously pulled out a gleaming silver banknote.
Uncle Nine silently put it away.
He is indeed short of money, so he can only bear with it for now.
Seeing this, Luo Hou was speechless for a moment.
A dignified Golden Core Realm cultivator!
They actually bowed down for a hundred silver dollars!
No wonder Lam Ching-ying couldn't even reach the Foundation Establishment stage!
It's okay to lack talent, but you can't lack understanding!
A Golden Core cultivator is worth more than a hundred silver dollars!
They could raid the Ren family's house in a heartbeat and no one would dare utter a sound!
What kind of transaction is this?
With the money, I can buy medicinal herbs to strengthen my foundation and cultivate my vital energy, and I'll be able to break through to the Foundation Establishment stage no matter what!
"Uncle Jiu, Master Ren, we have already paid our respects. Can we start construction now?"
Just then, the laborer's boss came over and asked.
Uncle Jiu nodded.
He said to Master Ren, "Master Ren, as the head of the family, please make the first shovelful."
Although Master Ren did not understand his meaning.
But he still obediently took the foreman's shovel, scooped up a shovelful of soil from his father's grave, and threw it away.
Then a group of tall, burly laborers went up and kicked over Old Master Ren's tombstone on the spot.
Uncle Nine nodded as he watched the laborers' actions.
Surprisingly, these people even know that when moving graves, one should kick the tombstone to avoid being haunted by the resentment of the deceased.
It's common knowledge that someone with a bad temper in the morning will definitely get angry if they're shaken awake.
The same applies to the dead buried underneath.
Being disturbed for no reason is bound to make you angry and irritable.
But if it's a group of muscular men who wake you up from your morning grumpiness, then things might be different!
Young people are full of yang energy, and with a group of them attacking together, even if Old Master Ren harbored resentment, he couldn't hold off these youngsters.
Seven or eight minutes passed.
The grave mound of Old Master Ren has been dug up, revealing the dark coffin head.
"I see a coffin!"
at this time.
The laborers digging the grave shouted, drawing everyone's attention.
Several laborers secured the coffin with hemp ropes, and then, using pulleys, pulled the coffin directly out of the ground.
At the moment the coffin was unearthed.
Everyone instantly felt a chill.
Even the sweating laborers were momentarily speechless.
"Why is it so cold? Is there something wrong with this coffin?"
The foreman glared at Master Ren with a hostile expression.
His brothers were all brothers who had risked their lives for each other; they were all from the same village! He couldn't let them down!
If Ren Fa dares to cheat his own brother, he will definitely demand an explanation!
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