Shenhao's Journey to Myriad Worlds

Seeing Uncle Jiu's serious expression, Wang Xuebin nodded earnestly.

"I will be careful!"

Only then did Uncle Jiu show a smile, and said softly:

"Just remember, you have a strong learning ability, and you have many inheritances, I don't worry about your future, the only thing I worry about is your character.

It is a good thing to be kind and sympathetic to the weak, but it is also common for people to be bullied when they are kind.

We can't give up food because of choking, and just annihilate our good nature, but we can't blindly pursue pure goodness, that's not kindness, but stupidity! "

Having said this, Uncle Jiu blushed a little and patted the table excitedly.

Seeing this, Wang Xuebin quickly took a cup of tea, handed it to Uncle Jiu with both hands, and said respectfully:

"Don't worry, Uncle Jiu, I will always remember your teachings in my heart!"

After a long time, Uncle Jiu let out a long sigh of relief, looked at the respectful Wang Xuebin, and nodded in relief.

"That's good, I won't be out for a short time, and I will go back after helping my parents with the rites tomorrow.

In the future, if you don't understand something, or if you need help, you can always come to me again! "

"Ninth uncle you"

Before Wang Xuebin finished speaking, Uncle Jiu raised his hand to interrupt, looked at Wang Xuebin, and said with a smile:

"You don't need to persuade me, the two places are not far away, you can come and see me anytime!"

"All right!"

Seeing Uncle Jiu's firm expression, Wang Xuebin wisely didn't try to persuade him. According to Uncle Jiu's ability, if he wants to get out of the mountain, he definitely doesn't need Wang Xuebin's support.

Uncle Jiu has the ability to subdue demons and catch ghosts, where is the world so big?

He insisted on staying in the fishing village. There must be a reason that Wang Xuebin doesn't know. If he can't find the reason, it's useless to say anything.

"Okay then, then I will trouble Uncle Jiu to worry about it!"

Uncle Jiu smiled slightly when he heard the words, picked up the teacup Wang Xuebin had just handed to him, and took a sip happily, completely ignoring Chen Fayi's sad eyes.

No way, a person who is nearly forty years old and can still use pure yang blood to drive away evil spirits, you can't expect him to understand the mind of a woman who has only met a few times.

Uncle Jiu's moral cultivation is already high if he doesn't dislike Chen Forensic Doctor's burdensomeness.

After all, a woman like this who is so curious, has her own personality, and treats her as an expert is really cumbersome to a man!

Chapter 285 Opening the Tomb (Two in One)

Gloomy dark clouds piled up in the sky, as if everyone's mood.

"Just this place, this is the private house bought for the second elder!"

A group of people dressed in black and holding umbrellas came to the cemetery with solemn expressions.

Wang Xuebin walked in the front carrying the sacrificial objects, followed by Uncle Jiu and A-Lian.

The three of them were not the only ones who came here. Sir Lin, Director Hou and others also followed after receiving the news.

Because of Uncle Nine's relationship, several people have a very good relationship with the second elder, and they are often cared for and favored by the second elder. Knowing that the second elder has passed away, they should come to pay respects.

"Ah Jiu, is it suitable to open the tomb in today's weather?"

Sitting in the wheelchair pushed by Lin Sir, Ma Sir looked up at the sky, feeling a little worried.

The Xiangjiang River in May is not the misty and rainy south of the Yangtze River. On this large island near the sea, there has never been such a thing as misty rain.

Either it's a shower, or a torrential rain, or a typhoon is passing through.

Looking at today's weather, it is obvious that there will be heavy rain. It is hard to say whether it is a good choice to open the tomb today.

"As the saying goes, if you want to be poor, the wind blows the mausoleum, and if you want to be rich, the rain hits the tomb, and the coffin is opened to see the water. The intention is to increase wealth. Don't worry, nothing will happen!"

Even though Uncle Jiu said so, his expression was quite cautious. He checked the almanac, and after today, he would have to wait at least five days for an auspicious time. He really didn't have that much time to delay.

He has been out for a long time, and he is worried that Dongpinggou will not have him in charge.

"Huh! Don't worry, with me here, even if it rains heavily, I can guarantee that no drop of water will enter the cemetery!"

Wang Xuebin looked at the sky, and his face was also a little cautious. He had read all the classics given by Uncle Jiu, so naturally he would not be ignorant of the risk of opening the coffin in a thunderstorm.

But to be honest, ever since he left the police station that day, he felt a sense of urgency in his heart.

He originally thought that the source of this sense of urgency was because of Li Gui, but after eliminating Li Gui yesterday, the sense of urgency in his heart has not disappeared.

It wasn't until he came to the cemetery that he realized that what the sixth sense had warned him was always the grave of the second elder.

He stayed up all night last night, using Maoshan's technique to prepare yellow talismans, ink lines, glutinous rice, wooden swords and other things to deal with zombies all night, in order to prevent accidents that may happen today.

In his mind, if an accident happened, it would mean that the body of the second elder would turn into a zombie.

For Wang Xuebin, tangible things like zombies are much easier to deal with than unconventional enemies like ghosts.

At least martial arts and magic can come in handy, not like a ghost, the power of all skilled methods will be greatly reduced.

"Guanlan, you are the eldest son, you come to burn the first incense stick!"

Uncle Jiu held the compass in his hand, frowned and observed for a while, then took out a box of incense, and placed it on the table prepared earlier.

The so-called Dharma incense is completely different from the grass incense that is burnt in daily offerings to gods or when visiting graves. It is a powerful magic weapon.

Faxiang is made of 22 kinds of special materials such as wormwood, old sandalwood, ambergris, and gold powder, which are processed into incense powder, and then mixed with cockscomb blood, talisman water into ink, and rootless water of Jingzhe to form a fragrant mud.

After half a year of sealed cellar storage and aging, the sharpness and impetuosity of the incense mud faded, and then the incense was twisted by hand.

After becoming incense, it will be enshrined in front of the celestial master for a hundred days to endow it with spirituality before it takes shape.

When this incense is burned, it will summon gods and ghosts, not only that, but this incense also has the effects of calming the mind, calming the soul, and helping the practice, which is absolutely extraordinary.

"Yes!"

Wang Xuebin took a step forward, pulled out three incense sticks, and was about to ignite them, but Unexpectedly, Uncle Jiu stopped them and said:

"Wait, the second elder didn't die without a problem, add another one!"

Hearing this, Wang Xuebin frowned, turned his head to look at Uncle Jiu, and seeing his firm expression, he took another one.

Faxiang is different from ordinary incense candles. Unless there are special rituals, no matter whether it is worshiping gods or ghosts, there are three sticks.