"Hmph, since that's the case, then don't blame this old Taoist for being impolite..."
The mysterious old man's expression was somewhat grim. Then, he took one last deep look, turned around, and walked through the forest, quickly disappearing from sight.
When the group carried Old Master Ren's coffin to the mortuary outside Renjia Town, it was already past 2 p.m. The sun was high in the sky, and everyone was extremely thirsty and hungry.
Ren Fa was very generous this time. With a wave of his hand, he gave each of the many people who had contributed two silver dollars as a reward, which naturally made everyone happy.
"Lin Jiu, I'm leaving the matter of my late father to you. Please take good care of him!"
After dismissing the numerous hired men at the entrance of the mortuary, Ren Fa cupped his hands in greeting to Lin Fengjiao.
"Don't worry, Master Ren, I will find an auspicious burial site for the old master as soon as possible and choose an auspicious day so that he can be laid to rest in peace!"
Lin Fengjiao readily agreed.
It wasn't just Xiao Ning's intimidation, but also Ren Fa's generosity; he weighed his money bag in his hand, and it contained at least a hundred silver dollars.
Therefore, Lin Fengjiao naturally did her best to handle things properly for Ren Fa.
Only in this way can we live up to the expectations of the Golden Core Realm seniors, and also live up to the generous reward given by Ren Fa.
Having received Lin Fengjiao's assurance, Ren Fa walked home contentedly. However, upon returning to the mansion, he was told by the steward that his daughter Tingting had run away with a man.
Furthermore, she said she was going abroad for a couple of days…
"Hmm? Going abroad for a couple of days? That's really something new!"
Ren Fa was both amused and exasperated.
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Chapter 5 Awakening (10.6k)
Renjia Town Charity Home.
After the coffin of Old Master Ren was properly placed, it was already late. Lin Fengjiao clapped her hands and called out, "You two rascals, hurry up and prepare paper, pen, ink, knife, and sword!"
"What?"
Wencai and Qiusheng both looked at Lin Fengjiao with blank expressions, not knowing what their master was talking about.
Lin Fengjiao was absolutely furious. She yelled, "Yellow paper, red pen, black ink, kitchen knife, and peach wood sword! You two bastards, have you been ignoring all the things I teach you?"
The two then realized what was happening and hurriedly began preparations, much to Lin Fengjiao's dismay.
Before long, Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai had prepared everything Lin Fengjiao wanted.
Lin Fengjiao set up an altar in the courtyard, arranged the items, and then instructed Wencai to catch a large red-crested rooster.
Lin Fengjiao grabbed the rooster, and Qiusheng slashed its neck with a knife, the chicken blood flowing into the bowl below.
Lin Fengjiao made a hand seal and poked the glutinous rice bowl on the offering table with her right index finger. A grain of glutinous rice was stuck on her finger, and she waved her finger with the glutinous rice towards the candlestick. The grain of glutinous rice immediately burst into flames.
Lin Fengjiao threw the burning glutinous rice into the bowl of chicken blood, ignited the chicken blood with her spiritual power, then quickly grabbed the inkwell and poured the black ink into the bowl of chicken blood. After stirring it evenly, she took out the ancestral Qiankun Bagua Mirror and covered the bowl with it.
Then, he turned the Qiankun Bagua Mirror upside down, made a hand seal, and gently spread it, and the ink mixed with chicken blood and glutinous rice flowed into the new inkwell next to him.
The entire movement was completed in one smooth motion, without the slightest pause.
After everything was ready, Lin Fengjiao handed the ink line to Qiusheng and instructed him, "Spray it on the coffin. Remember, spray it on every part."
After he finished speaking, he put his hands behind his back and sauntered back.
Qiu Sheng took the ink line, exchanged a glance with Wen Cai, and then his eyes lit up as he immediately hatched a wicked plan.
"Oh dear, it's getting late. I need to get back to town. Wencai, why don't you play by yourself, it'll be too much trouble!"
Wen Cai shook his head and refused: "I won't do it. You just want to slack off. I do all the dirty and hard work, but you get all the benefits. What, Qiu Sheng, do you think I'm a fool?"
Seeing that Wencai wasn't falling for it, Qiusheng's eyes darted around. He stepped forward, put his arm around Wencai's shoulder, and said, "Wencai, aren't we good brothers?"
Wen Cai nodded blankly: "That's true! Fellow disciples are brothers too!"
A smile appeared in Qiu Sheng's eyes: "Then, I need to get back to town. As my brother, shouldn't you help me?"
"That's true... but what benefits would I get?" Wen Cai scratched his head, but he didn't fall for it.
Qiu Sheng immediately put on a heartbroken expression: "Between brothers, you actually asked me for something in return? I... I'm so upset!"
Just then, Lin Fengjiao's roar came from inside the house: "What are you two little brats dawdling about here for? Get to work!"
Wen Cai and his companion immediately fell silent, chasing and fighting as they ran one after the other into the side morgue, where the coffin containing Old Master Ren was kept.
"Snap!"
They lit the oil lamp with a match, and the two men, one in front of the other, stretched out the ink line and sprayed the blackish-red ink in two rows, about a hand's breadth apart, densely onto the coffin.
"Speaking of which, that so-called senior stole the eldest daughter of the Ren family, Wencai. Are you willing to accept that?"
"What can I do if I'm not willing to accept it? Even my master has to bow down and call me senior. I, Wencai, am not that stupid!"
"I never would have guessed, Wencai, that you could see things so clearly!"
"I may be a bit slow-witted, but I'm not stupid!"
"You're getting cocky just because I called you fat?"