I and countless versions of myself simultaneously travel through time.

The next morning, when Uncle Nine opened the door, the scene before him left him stunned.

In the courtyard, Ye Yan squatted on the ground, holding a talisman brush in his hand, concentrating on drawing talismans, with a silly grin on his lips.

Si Mu squatted down next to him, pointing and gesturing, his face overflowing with affection, looking just like he had picked up a precious grandson.

Uncle Nine rubbed his eyes, then rubbed them again, making sure he wasn't seeing things, and hurried over: "You two...you didn't stay here all night, did you?"

Ye Yan looked up, grinning, "Master, come and see the talisman I drew! Master Ren is inviting us for tea today, and my uncle is also going. But I think Ren Weiyong will definitely turn into a zombie tonight, so we need to be well prepared and deal with him in advance."

Si Mu nodded repeatedly, his face full of pride: "Yes, yes, even the shaman from the Huang family has been taken care of by our nephew! Senior brother, your disciple is quite capable. Can I go and join in the fun too?"

Uncle Nine looked at him suspiciously: "What are you going to do there?"

They chuckled, their eyes darting around.

He was too embarrassed to admit that he was really interested in Western stuff, like coffee and liquor—it sounded so new and exciting.

The Dragonfly Skimming Water technique from the original story won't be useful this time, and he's no match for Ren Weiyong. Ye Yan deliberately kept him here this time, so how could he miss such a good opportunity?

As for how deep and big this acupoint is, Ye Yan should at least go and take a look, right?

This means it's a good acupoint.

Uncle Nine waved his hand: "Don't show me your talismans. I almost dreamt last night that the Grandmaster himself came down to punish me, saying I was causing trouble in the mortal world..." He paused, sighed, "In that case, you can stay. I know you'll have coffee."

Four eyes looked suspicious: "Senior brother, we're all family, stop bragging, okay? Where would you get coffee while practicing magic, talismans, and skills on Maoshan Mountain? Stop pretending, let's go, let's go."

Uncle Nine's face flushed: "You..."

"Look at you, you're in such a hurry."

Si Mu had already walked outside.

Uncle Nine stamped his feet in frustration: "You... sigh! You're becoming more and more like Ye Yan!"

Ye Yan peeked out from the side and chimed in, "That's great news, Master!"

Uncle Nine: "..."

Ye Yan has always been an optimist. He may seem a bit eccentric, but he is actually very carefree at heart.

In his past life, he was willing to explore any information channel in order to make money; such a positive and enterprising spirit is rare.

After getting ready, the group waited for Ye Yan to depart.

Ye Yan was inside when the little zombie, wearing a small black hat, hopped over and made a babbling sound.

Ye Yan reached out and patted his head: "Stop fooling around. I'll take you out to see the corpse energy later. There's a zombie town over in Tengteng Town, and even a low-level zombie king. It's pretty fun. I'll introduce you to the elders then."

The little zombie's eyes lit up instantly, and it jumped around excitedly.

He was usually kept under strict surveillance by Uncle Nine, who wouldn't even let him leave the house, and there were strict rules for him.

But this child is young and has a strong desire to play; he's been itching to get back to play for so long.

He turned around, rummaged through his small bundle, pulled out a few dark-colored things, and handed them to Ye Yan with both hands.

Ye Yan looked closely and, good heavens, bombs! And several of them!

He happily took it and stuffed it into his bag: "Great, I can take this to entertain Ren Weiyong."

"Here I am!" Ye Yan ran out carrying a bulging bag.

Uncle Nine stared at his outfit, his brows furrowing deeply: "What trick are you up to now?"

Ever since Ye Yan started messing around with those "crooked and unorthodox" things last time, Uncle Nine's opinion of him changed a little bit, just a tiny bit.

Ye Yan patted his backpack, looking innocent: "Nothing much, just some local specialties."

Si Mu chuckled to himself.

Uncle Nine took a deep breath and decided not to ask.

The answer is that I'm mentally exhausted.

The five of them arrived at the coffee shop. Ren Fa stood at the door, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets.

Uncle Jiu, I asked you to bring a few people over, and you've brought your whole family?

There's no way you can freeload like this!

Alright, alright, you really can't do ghost-slaying or zombie-slaying activities if you're shameless.

But being a businessman, he quickly put on a smile: "Uncle Jiu, you've finally arrived! I've been waiting for you forever!"

His gaze swept over Ye Yan and landed on him. "This must be your new disciple? He's quite the handsome young man!"

Then he looked at Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng, "These two are also... well, quite good."

Finally, looking at Si Mu, he asked, "Who is this?"

Four eyes, head held high, chest puffed out: "I am not changing my name or surname. Uncle Jiu is my senior brother, and I am his junior brother. Boss Ren, judging from your appearance, you exude wealth and nobility. It's a pity that there might have been some trouble with your ancestral graves, right?"

Ren Fa's smile froze, and he sighed, "That's right, there's something wrong with that acupoint..."

"How deep is that hole?" Four Eyes asked casually.

Ren Tingting stood to the side, and upon hearing these words, her face inexplicably turned red.

She didn't even know how deep she was.

She glanced at Ye Yan discreetly. He had recently become quite popular in town, with wealthy ladies lining up to have their fortunes told by him. The names "Half-Immortal Ye" and "Little Immortal" were spreading like wildfire, making him a household name.

[Ding—Bind Ren Tingting? Requires 15 Destiny Points, Daily Feedback Points: 0.8]

[Investment Review: What little Karami? Get out of here.]

Ye Yan didn't even lift his eyelids.

That's rubbish.

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[Investment Review: Guess what? Will my own father bite me?]

This one is even more extraordinary.

Ye Yan scoffed inwardly. Two

This is just an average-looking item; its investment value is practically zero.

He was too lazy to look any further, and his gaze swept casually across the room, only to meet Ren Tingting's eyes.

Ren Tingting's heart skipped a beat.

He...he looked at me?

Three major illusions in life.

She lowered her eyes, two red clouds rose on her cheeks, and her heart was pounding like a rabbit's.

Does he have feelings for me?

Otherwise, why would you look at me specifically?

Otherwise, why would I feel an electric shock?

The group took their seats.

Uncle Nine cut to the chase: "Mr. Ren, what is your request?"

"Relocating the grave," Ren Fa sighed. "This matter has been troubling me for a long time..."

"We can move today."

Ye Yan suddenly spoke, casually making a hand seal, and a divination image appeared out of thin air in his palm.

Ren Fa was taken aback, staring at the divination chart for a long time before looking up at Ye Yan. Why is this kid even more anxious than me?

Ye Yan calmly and deliberately interpreted the divination, explaining the origins, feng shui layout, and risks of corpse transformation of the Ren family's ancestral graves in detail.

Ren Fa was terrified. He had originally wanted to delay for a few more days, but after hearing this, he immediately made a decision: "Today! Move today!"

Ren Tingting was stunned by what she saw.

How does this person know everything?

Ye Yan nodded in satisfaction.

Are you still dragging your feet?

If you keep delaying, I'll dig up your ancestral graves.

The coffee has been served.

Uncle Nine nodded in satisfaction.

This is the perfect way to show off your newly accepted apprentice.

Uncle Nine stared at the dark liquid in front of him, his brows furrowed.

Si Mu seemed eager to try, picking up the cup to smell it, then putting it down, then picking it up again, then putting it down again, looking completely bewildered.

The two of them looked at Ye Yan simultaneously.

Ye Yan picked up his coffee, took a leisurely sip, and smiled slightly: "This foreign stuff is indeed a bit unusual at first. Add some sugar, add some milk, and savor it slowly, and you'll be able to taste the flavor."

Uncle Nine and Four Eyes were overjoyed. They quickly poured sugar and milk into the cups, stirred them, and carefully took a sip.

Their eyes lit up: "Hey? It smells pretty good!"

Uncle Nine nodded, maintaining a composed demeanor, but secretly breathed a sigh of relief—this disciple was not a waste of time.

Ren Fa looked at this scene and suddenly felt a little dazed.

It's clearly my own territory, so why does it feel like Ye Yan is the one in charge?

Reversing the Heavenly Gang!

Ren Tingting secretly watched Ye Yan's composed demeanor, and her heart beat even faster.

Ye Yan frowned. Why was she blushing?

Could it be that she's still the old Chu woman?

Ye Yan prefers female ghosts to ordinary supernatural brides from all over the world; he hasn't even tried the female ghost of the banana tree yet.

The sunlight outside the window was perfect, and the coffee shop was filled with delicious aromas.

The matter of relocating the grave was thus settled.