Unlimited: I, the self-selection system, check in the heavens

"Brother Wencai?"

"Ah, what's the matter?"

"It's really nothing, it's just..."

Qin Chu glanced at him, and asked: "It's just that I read these words from books, and I don't know if they are correct, so please don't tell anyone."

"Ann, what I read from the book is of course correct."

Wen Cai coughed lightly, put his hands behind his back and said, "Work hard and studious, junior brother, you are very good!"

"Thank you for your compliment, brother."

Qin Chu looked at him seriously, but he was very much looking forward to his next operation in his heart.

As expected, Wencai's rebellious psychology played a role again.

Qin Chu just finished talking to him, so don't tell anyone else.

In the next second, Wencai ran to Qiusheng's side and told Qin Chu's joke seriously.

"what?"

After hearing Wencai's words, Qiusheng said in surprise, "What do you mean by burial, is a French funeral?"

He has been learning Taoism from Uncle Jiu since he was a child, and he has never heard of Fa Zang explaining it in this way.

Qiusheng felt that his world view had collapsed.

"Yes, yes! All the rich and noble families love this tune."

Wen Cai showed off with a proud face, and his voice was ridiculously loud.

Everyone nodded when they heard the words.

They think that literary talents are very capable, and they can even see this kind of thing.

Master Ren's face turned dark, and he began to doubt the true abilities of Uncle Jiu and the others.

Seeing this scene, Uncle Jiu looked at Qin Chu with his hands behind his back, and said in a displeased tone, "Hey, are you kidding him again?"

"I was joking with senior brother... Who knew he would talk nonsense." Qin Chu spread his hands.

"I didn't say that."

Uncle Jiu stared back and asked, "I mean, do you still expect him to solve the trouble by himself?"

What he said was so reasonable that Qin Chu couldn't refute it.

...

"Brother Wencai is just joking with everyone!"

Qin Chu stood in front of the crowd and explained with a smile: "As the name suggests, French burial is actually a vertical burial. This kind of burial is compatible with the dragonfly pointing water cave, and the rich children and grandchildren are prosperous and latecomers."

When everyone heard this, they showed suddenly enlightened expressions.

"I'll just say it can't be a French funeral."

Awei crossed his arms and chatted with Seventh Aunt.

Unexpectedly, the other party just glanced at him without saying a word.

Cousin ignores me, Seventh Aunt also ignores me?

Awei suddenly felt very sad.

Of course, he was not the only one who was sad.

"Um?!"

Wen Cai's smiling face stopped instantly, and he looked at Qin Chu in a daze.

(Damn, you frame me, little brother!)

Qin Chu shook his head, pursed his lips, and winked at him.

(Now is not the time to talk about this, so hurry up and explain it to everyone...)

"Yes, I was joking with everyone."

After understanding what he meant, Wencai stepped forward with embarrassment and explained to everyone.

He thought to himself: Junior brother is too unkind, knowing the correct answer, but deliberately teasing himself.

After listening, Qin Chu looked at Master Ren and asked, "Uncle Ren, is what I just said right?"

"That's right!"

Master Ren's eyes were full of admiration, and he said with a smile: "At the beginning, the Feng Shui master said that if the predecessors hide upright, the descendants must be good!"

Qin Chu smiled and asked: "Uncle Ren is so happy, it must be because what he said has come true?"

In fact, he and Uncle Jiu had already seen that this "superficial touch" had been destroyed.

Mr. Feng Shui plays like this, it is good if the tomb does not bring bad luck to the descendants of the Ren family.

How dare you expect it to be really prosperous?

"Don't hide from Nephew Qin Xian..."

Master Ren looked embarrassed, and said in a puzzled tone: "Since the coffin was buried, our Ren family's business has been getting worse and worse, and I don't know what's going on."

Qin Chu shook his head and smiled when he heard the words: "Mr. Ren must have offended some Feng Shui master before he was alive?"

"The word offend is used a little lightly."

Uncle Jiu added, "I see, that Mr. Feng Shui must have an enmity with your Ren family, or a big enmity."

Hearing this, Qin Chu nodded again and again, and said in his heart: I took away the luck of the younger generation in one fell swoop, how can I not have a big grudge?

"Cough cough..."

Master Ren's expression was a little unnatural, and he forced a smile and said: "This land originally belonged to Mr. Feng Shui. My late father knew that this place is a good acupuncture point, so he bought it with money."

"Uncle Ninth, this should be a deal between you and me, right?" Master Ren looked embarrassed.

Uncle Jiu sneered, but didn't ask any further questions.

He knew in his heart that Mrs. Ren must have used disgraceful means in order to obtain this tomb.

Otherwise, that Feng Shui master would not have retaliated against them like this.

"Master Ren, Uncle Nine, please make room for me."

A group of servants carried the pulley equipment and returned to the front of the tomb. They were worried about hurting everyone, so they asked for a reminder.

Master Ren nodded and said: "Okay, you must be careful, don't frighten the late father."

After speaking, he took everyone back a few steps.

The servants set up a pulley, covered the coffin with a rope, and pulled it out bit by bit.

Soon, the coffin of Old Master Ren was smoothly placed on the ground by them.

Wencai stepped forward, patted the coffin without restraint, and sighed: "It has been buried in the soil for 20 years, and it is still as good as new. It is a good coffin!"

Master Ren frowned, thinking: Do I have a grudge against this kid?

Otherwise, why did he want to mess up the old man's funeral ceremony over and over again?

After listening to Uncle Jiu, he didn't talk nonsense with him, and it was a "big fight" when he went up.

Seeing this scene, Master Ren's complexion improved a bit, but his eyes still stared at Wen Cai angrily.

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Chapter 95: Little chic, quite something

Uncle Jiu sighed and said, "Loosen the rope and remove the nails."

After finishing speaking, he gestured to Qin Chu with his eyes, hoping that he would continue to preside over the opening ceremony.

The main reason is that there was something wrong with Wen Cai's words just now, which made the villagers doubt Uncle Jiu's ability.

In order to prove his ability, Uncle Jiu could only choose Qin Chu to preside over the ceremony.

Of course, if Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng are up to the challenge, they may be the two who preside over the ceremony this time.

Unfortunately…

Uncle Jiu thought silently: Now, I just hope he can do these things well.

"Everyone, today is the reappearance of Ren Gongweiyong."

Qin Chu took a step forward knowingly, raised his hand and said: "Any age 36, 22, 35, and 48. Those who belong to the chicken or the ox should turn around and avoid them."

Hearing this, the crowd in front of the grave all consciously turned and avoided.

After waiting for a few seconds, Qin Chu said again: "After evading, everyone tidy up your clothes and open the coffin!"

Standing behind Uncle Jiu, Qiu Sheng said with some envy in his eyes: "Master, you have trained the younger brother as a successor..."

"Who told you two not to live up to expectations?"

Uncle Jiu smiled, admiring Qin Chu more and more in his heart.

It's only been a few days since I got started, and I can preside over the burial ceremony alone.

He was really much better than his two unsatisfactory apprentices.

"We will definitely live up to expectations in the future." Qiu Sheng said hastily;

"Then work hard."

Uncle Jiu didn't care either, and his tone was very indifferent.

"Ga...wow..."

The servants of the Ren family standing beside the coffin were about to open the coffin.

A group of crows suddenly flew over the heads of everyone.

[The crow is screaming in the daytime, it must be coming in frustration. 】

Everyone present couldn't help but tremble when they thought of this sentence, feeling that the atmosphere was very strange.

Seeing this scene, Uncle Jiu looked solemn, and stepped forward, suddenly having a bad premonition in his heart.

Qin Chu shouted loudly: "Open!"

The servants of the Ren family were drunk by him, suppressing the fear in their hearts.

Together, they worked together to lift old Mrs. Ren's coffin.

"Squeak..."

There was a sound of grinding teeth, and the coffin board was slowly lifted, and bursts of thick black smoke poured out of the coffin, which was abnormal no matter how you looked at it.

It took a long time for the black smoke to dissipate slowly, revealing Mrs. Ren lying in the coffin.

The corpse does not rot, the clothes do not melt, except for the slight wrinkling of the skin, everything else is the same as that of a normal person.

If you don't look at the face, you can't tell that Mrs. Ren is a corpse at all.

Qin Chu couldn't help complaining in his "heart": Little things, they look quite unique.