Ren Tingting, as pure and innocent as a blank sheet of paper, didn't give it much thought and happily replied,
"There are Western customs and some foreign languages mixed with our country's historical texts. I haven't learned much because the time was too short, but honestly, I think I'm quite talented."
Uncle Ninth ignored Mr. Ren's probing questions as if he hadn't heard them at all.
"Younger brother, don't leave yet. Did you guys really do nothing yesterday?"
Qiusheng and Wen Cai pestered Xu Yan with questions. They were afraid that Xu Yan had already won Ren Tingting's heart and that their plan would be ruined if he had already cooked the rice, so to speak.
It was rare to encounter a goddess, and neither of them wanted to give up easily.
"Go away! Would you go to a stinky bathroom to do something?"
Xu Yan waved them off impatiently, "I'm going to practice fist position. Don't disturb me."
For three consecutive days, Ren Tingting came to the Yizhuang to ask Xu Yan to teach her English. Between the two, besides Ren Tingting occasionally staring at Xu Yan in a trance-like state, there were no other signs, which made Wen Cai and Qiusheng believe that they really hadn't done anything.
"Today is the day to move Mr. Ren's father's coffin for reburial. Make sure you have everything ready. Don't go up the mountain lacking anything and embarrass your master. Qiusheng, you come to help today too. Let your aunt watch the shop herself."
Early in the morning, Uncle Ninth began assigning tasks. Normally mischievous Wen Cai and Qiusheng were unusually honest today. It concerned their master's reputation, so they couldn't joke around. Moreover, offending the Ren family would make their life difficult in Renjia Town.
With everything they needed, the four of them—master and disciples—left the Yizhuang and headed straight for the mountain where Mr. Ren's father's grave was located.
The hillside was already filled with people hired by the Ren family. Everything was ready, awaiting Uncle Ninth's arrival to perform the rituals and order the coffin to be opened.
"Mr. Ren, sometimes it's better to keep things as they are. Are you sure you want to do this?"
Moving the coffin for reburial might not be good for the Ren family. Uncle Ninth, out of goodwill, asked repeatedly. But Mr. Ren had already made up his mind and waved his hand, saying,
"Uncle Ninth, no need to say more. I've made up my mind. Let's begin."
"Alright, Qiusheng, set up the altar!!"
Since everything was settled, Uncle Ninth could only follow the plan and set up the altar to perform the rituals.
Qiusheng and Wen Cai assisted Uncle Ninth, while Xu Yan stood aside observing. Everyone lit incense together. Ren Tingting, who was usually lively, became very quiet today, occasionally glancing at Xu Yan secretly. By her side was a burly man hovering around—Wai, the captain of the town's security team.
Unfortunately, Ren Tingting didn't give her cousin any face and even found him annoying, constantly circling around others.
"It's this guy again. We shouldn't have let him off that day."
"He's too obnoxious."
Qiusheng and Wen Cai stared at Wai, muttering to themselves. They were obviously upset that Wai was hovering around Ren Tingting. Xu Yan asked with amusement,
"What, do you have a grudge against him?"
"Yesterday, when our master took us to the Ren family, this guy looked down on us and got pranked by me and Wen Cai. I didn't expect him to have the nerve to come back."
Qiusheng looked disdainful, thinking that yesterday's prank was too merciful and should have been harsher.
"Right, that's it!!" Wen Cai, the accomplice, egged him on.
Xu Yan shrugged and whispered to remind them, "Be careful. Our master hates us using magic to prank others or do bad things. If you get caught, you'll be in big trouble."
With Wen Cai and Qiusheng's abilities, they could only use magic to prank others. If they used it against zombies or ghosts, they would instantly forget everything they had learned and hand it back to Uncle Ninth.
Xu Yan kindly reminded them but found that his two unreliable senior brothers didn't care at all. He could only walk towards Uncle Ninth, leaving them to their schemes. He believed that they wouldn't dare to mess around today, no matter how bold they were.
"Uncle Ninth, the geomancy master who inspected the land said that this grave site is a good one."
Just as Xu Yan approached, he almost burst out laughing when he heard Mr. Ren say that.
Indeed, it was as humorous as in the original story. The land was good, but unfortunately, it led to the destruction of the Ren family.
Uncle Ninth kept staring at the grave and nodded when he heard Mr. Ren say that, "Yes, this grave is called the "Dragonfly Touching the Water" grave. It measures approximately 11.3 meters in length, but only 1.3 meters of it is usable. Its width is about 4.3 meters, yet only one meter is practical for use. Therefore, the coffin cannot be buried normally, it must be buried in the ritual way!"
It had to be said that Uncle Ninth's knowledge of geomancy was impeccable. Even the arrogant Mr. Ren had to give him a thumbs-up, "Impressive, Uncle Ninth!!"
"Hmm."
Uncle Ninth remained calm and accepted Mr. Ren's praise with ease, feeling a bit pleased inside. Being able to see through all this on the spot sufficiently demonstrated his abilities, which were not comparable to those of ordinary people.
"Master, what is a ritual burial?"
At this moment, Qiusheng and Wen Cai walked over. Xu Yan turned back and saw that Ren Tingting had followed them, so they ran over, with Wai trailing behind like a little tail.
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