The Sims of the Realms

Uncle Jiu was ready and set off.

Lin Weiran didn't say anything about moving the grave.

I just looked for those men from last night. By the way, two of the five people are said to have left Renjia Town overnight.

And it's still dragging the family.

However, the remaining three introduced a few more acquaintances. Wealth and wealth are in danger, and Lin Weiran's money is very fragrant, so it is worth taking a little risk.

.........

Everyone finally arrived in front of Lin Yiqi's stele.

Lin Weiran knelt down with a plop, tears streaming down the corners of her eyes uncontrollably.

"Dad~"

"It's really unfilial to disturb your old man. Please bear with me a little bit, and my son will take you to your new home..."

Lin Weiran cried sadly.

Crying for the grave, Lin Weiran is an old actor.

When he cried, no one felt the same way.

Lo and behold, this is professionalism!

Even Uncle Jiu was shocked.

"Master Lin...you are a filial son!"

Uncle Jiu sighed and walked around the cemetery twice. The next second Uncle Jiu frowned tightly, and Lin Weiran asked nervously:

"Uncle Jiu, is there a problem?"

Uncle Jiu nodded in Taoist robes and said, "Unfortunately, this is the acupoint where the dragonfly touches the water, which is originally a good feng shui acupoint.

Buried here, the descendants of Fuyin and Enze, but I heard you say that everything goes wrong in the family, and the bad luck is obviously a Fengshui problem. "

"What should I do?"

"I can only dig it out and have a look!"

Lin Weiran nodded, and nodded to several people, and several large ones picked up the tools, and the dirt flew up, and the coffin was quickly dug.

Uncle Jiu took a look and understood, and then asked, "Does your father have any problems with that Feng Shui master?"

Lin Weiran rolled his eyes:

"Uh, this land originally belonged to Mr. Feng Shui. My late father bought it with money after he knew about it..."

Uncle Jiu interrupted Lin Weiran before he finished speaking: "It's just a lure? No threat?" Uncle Jiu looked at Lin Weiran with burning eyes.

Lin Weiran just laughed.

"Hmph!" Uncle Jiu said with certainty with a soft snort, "It must be a threat, otherwise, how could he harm your family? He just touched the water cave, but he covered it with cement? Hmph!"

Lin Weiran asked urgently: "Then what?"

"It needs to be covered with snowflakes! The head of the coffin can't touch the water, how can it be called superficial water? Fortunately, the Feng Shui master still has a conscience and let you move the grave after 20 years!"

As soon as Uncle Jiu finished speaking, Lin Weiran cupped his hands and bowed: "My late father did something wrong, and I dare not forget the lessons of 20 years.

For the matter of moving the grave, I can only thank Uncle Jiu, I implore Uncle Jiu to find a good acupuncture point for my late father, so that my father's spirit in heaven can rest in peace! "

Uncle Jiu sighed: "Father is too late, Master Lin should be able to feel your filial piety, and I will do my best."

"Thank you, Uncle Jiu!"

While speaking, everyone had already dug out the coffin, and the only way to bury the dragonfly in the water cave was to bury the coffin vertically.

The ancestors were buried vertically, and the future generations must be great!

It can be said that Feng Shui was broken, Fuze could not be in place, the coffin was dug out, and Uncle Jiu began to do things, chanting words in his mouth:

"Everyone! Today, Mr. Lin will see the sun again. All ages are 36, 23, 35, and 48. Those who belong to the rooster and the ox turn around and avoid!"

As soon as the voice fell, several people turned around.

"Why are you turning around? You are your father's son!" Seeing Lin Weiran also turning around, Uncle Jiu said speechlessly.

Lin Weiran sneered: "I'm used to it."

Uncle Jiu was puzzled, what was the habit of doing this.

Closer to home, after a while, Uncle Jiu said solemnly: "The evasion is over, everyone tidy up your clothes and prepare to open the coffin!"

Several wrestlers knocked open the lid of the coffin, but before it could be opened, two crows suddenly appeared in the forest, croaking.

Uncle Jiu's face changed and he said: "When the coffin was opened, crows were singing, crows are an ominous thing, and there are two of them at the same time!

It's a double whammy,

It can be described as a bad omen! "

Lin Weiran shuddered: "Thank you Ninth Uncle!"

Uncle Jiu waved for someone to open the lid of the coffin, and in an instant, black air filled the air wantonly, and the disgusting stench hit the face.

Lin Weiran held his breath ahead of time.

Soon, the black air dissipated to reveal the person in the coffin. Lin Weiran took a look and took a step back in fright. Uncle Jiu also frowned.

"The corpse does not rot, but the corpse's aura is permeating. Young Master Lin, your father may become a zombie because of the Dragonfly Touching Water Cave!"

"Zombie!" Lin Weiran's voice was a little higher: "Uncle Jiu, what would happen if my late father turned into a zombie? Biting?"

Uncle Jiu nodded and said: "Zombies not only bite people, but the first to bite are the closest relatives, that is to say, Young Master Lin..."

"What should I do?"

Lin Weiran interrupted and asked.

Uncle Jiu thought: "Cremate on the spot!"

Lin Weiran raised her eyebrows: "Cremation? OK!"

Ninth Uncle: "..."

Seems like something is not right.

Not only that, Lin Weiran quickly asked a few people to pour a large bag of glutinous rice into the coffin, seeing Uncle Jiu was a little bit surprised, Lin Weiran explained: "Prevent resurrection."

Ninth Uncle: "..."

"This is your father!"

"Yeah, I can only kill relatives righteously..."

Then, under Uncle Jiu's disappointed gaze, the old man Ren who had not yet turned into a zombie was just burned by Lin Weiran.

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Chapter 4 Grade A Comprehensive Evaluation

"Master said Mr. Lin is a dutiful son?"

"Isn't that too filial?"

"Don't even blink an eye, filial piety!"

Wen Cai seems to know Lin Weiran again.

"A filial son? Filial piety! No money to kowtow to him, just have fun!" Lin Weiran was calm, after all, this was not his father's tomb at all.

It was the tomb of the father of Ren Fa, the richest man in Renjia Town. The person in the coffin was of course Ren Fa's father, that is, Mr. Ren!

Mrs. Ren is an old NPC.

One of the famous starting point labor models.

The iron-clad old man Ren, the protagonist of the flowing water.

Originally, Lin Weiran was still thinking about how to complete the task, but at first he didn't even know if Mrs. Ren had been dug out by Uncle Nine.

Until Lin Weiran accidentally discovered the tomb of Old Master Ren, which was buried halfway up the mountain. Obviously, Old Master Ren hadn't woken up yet.

This is much easier to do.

Lin Weiran began to think of a lot of ideas, for example, how to get along with Uncle Jiu, let him pay attention to Mrs. Ren from the very beginning, and eliminate it.

Later Lin Weiran realized how stupid he was!

Why do we have to wait for Old Master Ren to wake up before destroying it, can't we start in advance?Although this does not talk about Wude, it is a zombie after all.

It is too dangerous for Lin Weiran to deal with it himself. There is no [-]% certainty that Lin Weiran will not make a move if he can do it.

But looking at the tombstone of Mrs. Ren,

Lin Weiran suddenly had a bold idea!

So that night, Lin Weiran spent a lot of money, 12 yuan per person, to hire someone to change Lin Yiqi's tombstone to the tomb of Mrs. Ren.

After a set of tricks, the old man became Lin Weiran's "father" for the time being, and then asked Uncle Jiu to "cremate" him smoothly.

The whole process is relatively a test of acting skills.

But Lin Weiran is professional in crying graves.

Thick smoke billowed and flames shot up into the sky!

Lin Weiran's heart was also relieved.

"Huh?" Uncle Jiu suddenly frowned.

The old man Ren in the coffin seemed to be unwilling, struggling a few times and trying to stand up, and finally the glutinous rice in the coffin broke his thoughts!

"It's so fierce?" Uncle Jiu was shocked, at first he thought Lin Weiran was making a big fuss, but now, it's better to be cautious!

Lin Weiran watched Mrs. Ren get off work.

……

It's over here, Lin Weiran respectfully offered the money: "Uncle Jiu, thanks to having you here today, this is your reward."

Lin Weiran stuffed a stack of oceans into Uncle Jiu's hands, and Uncle Jiu weighed it in, raised his signature one-word eyebrow slightly and said, "There's more!"

"Not too much, not too much, ten yuan is agreed, and the remaining ten yuan is another price. Uncle Jiu, you can travel around and enjoy the scenery of the mountains and rivers. Maybe the cultivation base of Taoism will be improved. Woolen cloth."

"Hahaha!"

Uncle Jiu showed a smile: "Young Master Lin, you are being polite. Some trivial matters are not worth mentioning. With your filial piety, I will definitely find a good acupoint for your father to rebury!"

Lin Weiran knew that he didn't mean that. He kindly reminded Uncle Jiu to find a place to hide or he might be in trouble.

But this can only be understood and unspeakable.

The first time I entered the game, the simulation time was three days. Up to now, it only took Lin Weiran a day and a half to complete the main task.

What do you do with the rest of the time?

Lin Weiran couldn't help looking at Uncle Jiu.

If you come to this world and don't learn Taoism, how dare you call yourself a time traveler?However, when Lin Weiran implicitly expressed this meaning and revealed that he could add money...

Uncle Jiu's answer was expected by Lin Weiran, but it was also unexpected. Uncle Jiu was happy to see the Taoism.

But follow the rules of Maoshan!

In short, to put it simply, there is an inspection period. Taoism is passed down, not anyone who has money can learn it, and Uncle Nine also needs to inspect his character.

Shaolin Temple is still carrying water.

Those plots where you can learn from a teacher casually are completely nonsense. It is reasonable to have a probation period, but what Lin Weiran lacks is time.

Lin Weiran had no choice but to tell Uncle Jiu that he was leaving Renjia Town to continue his studies in a few days, and Uncle Jiu was only slightly regretful.

Fate has not arrived.

Lin Weiran couldn't help it either.

But what Lin Weiran didn't expect was that there was a person who cared more about this matter than him, and Wen Cai tried his best to persuade Uncle Jiu to agree.

Lin Weiran only gave him two oceans.