Uncle Jiu: You are a Taoist priest, why are you full of evil magic?

Ren Tingting also noticed something was wrong.

My own father.

Seems like he's very afraid of Ning Yu!

Faced with such a scene.

A smile suddenly appeared on Ning Yu's expressionless face.

The voice spoke softly.

"Hey, Master Ren, what are you doing?"

"Hurry up and pull Awei up! There are so many people watching!"

"How embarrassing!"

Hear this.

Master Ren's tense expression relaxed a little.

"Humph, Mr. Ning has spoken, why don't you thank him!"

"Thank you... thank you..."

"I think you've lost your mind today. You don't need to stay here anymore. Go back to Renjia Town!"

Hear these words.

Awei ran away without looking back.

Master Ren looked at his back.

I felt extremely helpless.

Awei, this is all I can do as your uncle.

After that you are dead or alive.

It all depends on fate...

at the same time.

The smile on Ning Yu's face disappeared.

His eyes were like a bottomless abyss.

You can't tell his emotions...

Awei, the idiot, leave.

No more accidents happened.

An hour later.

Old Master Ren’s coffin finally saw the light of day again!

"Mr. Ning, shall we open the coffin now?"

"Open the coffin..."

Following the call from Master Ren.

Two young men immediately stepped forward.

Each of them grabbed a corner and prepared to push the coffin open.

But I don’t know if the coffin is stuck or for some other reason.

Both of them exerted their strength no matter what.

The coffin didn't move at all!

See this scene.

Ning Yu frowned and walked forward, opening the coffin lid with his big hands.

Just push it up with force!

Bang! ! !

As a deafening sound was heard, the coffin lid was blown away!

The people around were dumbfounded when they saw this scene.

They couldn't imagine it.

Ning Yu looked a little thin, like a spoiled young master from a big family.

He actually has so much strength!

Master Ren saw this scene.

He was even more certain in his heart that even if he couldn't get close to Ning Yu, he would still be able to do it.

An idea that you absolutely cannot offend!

It seems that Awei can no longer be the security captain of Renjia Town.

Let him leave Renjia Town...

Ren Tingting's eyes were full of little stars of admiration.

At the same time, the idea of ​​becoming a monk.

It's getting more intense!

And just when everyone had different thoughts.

Wow!Wow!Wow!

I saw it in the forest not far away.

Suddenly, countless crows flew out!

They surrounded the coffin of Old Master Ren.

Hoarse and unpleasant cries kept coming out of his mouth!

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Chapter 18 Ren Tingting's voice Qiu Qiukun? Not a proper way to welcome!

crow.

It has been a symbol of bad luck since ancient times.

This weird scene.

Everyone's face changed instantly with fear.

Ren Tingting subconsciously moved closer to Ning Yu.

That's all it seems.

It can give her some sense of security.

At this time.

Everyone gathered around him.

Look into the coffin.

"Hiss... This old man Ren has been dead for twenty years! He's still not decayed?"

"Look at his nails! They're so long! Can dead people grow nails?"

"Don't you feel it's a little weird? It's the hottest time now, but why do I feel a little cold..."

“…”

Listening to everyone's chattering.

Mr. Ren looked at his father in the coffin.

he knows.

My dad...I'm afraid he has really turned into a zombie!

After all, how could someone be dead for twenty years without rotting and have nails that long?

this moment.

Mr. Ren even felt a little fortunate.

He handed his father over to Ning Yu.

This way, both Tingting and I will be safe.

"Come and take a last look. From now on you can only worship the tablet."

Hearing Ning Yu's words.

Master Ren didn't think any more about it.

Holding Ren Tingting, he knelt in front of Ren Weiyong's coffin.

He kept talking about his longing and the hardships he had gone through over the years.

period.

Ning Yu just watched quietly.

No interruption, no urging.

After all, you took his father away.

Don't even let people take a look.

That's too cruel.

Tut tut

Sure enough, I am a good person!

Half an hour passed.

The workers have all left.

Still staying here.

There were only three of them left.

At this time.

Master Ren finished the worship, wiped away his tears and spoke.

"Mr. Ning, I'll leave it to you from now on."

"Um..."

nodded.

Ning Yu just waved his hand.

In an instant, Old Master Ren and his coffin were put into the storage bag.

This scene.

This instantly made Master Ren’s eyes widen.

The shock it brought to him.

Far better than Ning Yu lifting the coffin lid with bare hands!

What is the difference between this method and that of the gods in the legend?

Ren Tingting even forgot about her sadness.

She spoke excitedly with a blushing face.

"Ning Yu, when will you teach me how to practice?"

"I want to do that, too. It looks so cool!"