Uncle Nine: Scattering beans to create soldiers? I'm using plants and trees to create soldiers.

The back mountain of Renjia Town.

Lin Xuan and Uncle Jiu, along with Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai, slowly made their way along the mountain path.

A large crowd had already gathered in front of Ren Weiyong's tomb.

Ren Fa and Ren Tingting stood at the front of the crowd, followed by Awei and a team of security guards.

There were several strong men nearby, holding hoes, shovels and thick ropes, clearly ready to lift the coffin.

Upon seeing Uncle Nine and his three disciples appear, Ren Fa hurriedly went to greet them.

"Uncle Jiu, Master Lin, you've finally arrived."

Ren Fa cupped his hands in a respectful gesture, his expression clearly showing some nervousness.

Ren Tingting stood beside her father and nodded politely to the others.

She was wearing a light-colored dress today, with her long hair draped over her shoulders, and her beautiful face stood out against the morning mist in the mountains.

As soon as Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai approached, their eyes involuntarily fell on her.

The two of them slowed down almost simultaneously.

Qiu Sheng remained relatively reserved, only glancing in that direction casually.

Wencai stared in disbelief, nearly stepping into a mud puddle beside him.

Qiu Sheng quickly reached out to support him, "Watch where you're going!"

Wen Cai lowered his voice and said, "I was just watching where I was going, wasn't I?"

"Your eyes are practically glued to people, why are you even looking where you're going?"

"Aren't you the same?"

As they talked, their voices grew louder.

Ren Tingting heard the noise and turned her head to look over.

Qiu Sheng immediately straightened his back and put on an indifferent look, while Wen Cai was still winking at him.

Lin Xuan, however, remained calm throughout, his gaze fixed on Ren Weiyong's grave, as if he hadn't noticed Ren Tingting at all.

Not far away, Awei witnessed the whole scene, and his face immediately darkened.

Seeing Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai staring at his cousin, he felt a little annoyed.

But when he noticed that Lin Xuan kept his eyes straight ahead and his expression was calm, his opinion of Lin Xuan quietly rose a few points.

No wonder he's Uncle Nine's eldest disciple!

Not only is he capable, but his composure is also much stronger than those two guys.

Thinking of this, Awei's previous hostility towards Lin Xuan unconsciously faded a bit.

Uncle Nine walked up to Ren Famian and asked, "Is everything ready?"

Ren Fa nodded quickly, "Everything is prepared according to Uncle Jiu's instructions, and we have all the manpower. We can start construction at any time."

"Then let's begin." After saying that, Uncle Nine led everyone to the tomb.

He turned to Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai, "Bring the magic artifacts over."

"Oh, here it comes."

The two then turned their attention away from Ren Tingting and walked forward, each carrying their belongings.

However, he was still somewhat absent-minded when setting up the incense burner, candlesticks, and ritual implements.

Uncle Nine glanced at the two of them, his brows furrowing slightly.

Qiu Sheng noticed his master's gaze, quickly composed himself, and straightened the magic weapon in his hand.

Wencai dared not look around anymore and lowered his head to set up the altar obediently.

The incense burner is in the center.

The candlesticks are arranged on the left and right.

A yellow cloth was spread out, and a magic bell, a peach wood sword, and several talismans were placed on the table in order.

After everything was prepared, Uncle Nine lit incense and candles, held a peach wood sword, and performed a ritual in front of the tomb.

Accompanied by the crisp sound of bells, wisps of smoke rose.

After the last talisman burned out, Uncle Nine sheathed his sword and stood up, giving the order, "We can start construction now."

Ren Fa turned to look at Awei.

Awei immediately straightened his chest and waved to the security guards behind him.

"Did you all hear that?"

"start!"

Several burly men who were already prepared stepped forward with hoes and shovels.

One of them came to the tombstone first and kicked it.

boom!

The tombstone fell down with a thud, crashing heavily to the ground.

Then, the men wielded hoes and began digging into the grave.

The soil was shoveled to both sides, and as the grave was gradually dug open, a pitch-black coffin slowly came into view.

The strong men cleared away the mud around the coffin and then threaded a thick rope through the bottom of the coffin, securing it firmly to both ends.

"Push harder!"

"Hey!"

"Hey!"

Everyone pulled the rope tight and exerted their strength together.

The heavy coffin was slowly dragged out of the burial pit and then lifted off the ground.

boom!

The coffin landed heavily on the open ground beside it, causing the surrounding soil to tremble slightly.

Uncle Nine and Lin Xuan stepped forward at the same time.

The newly unearthed coffin was wet, and its surface was covered with yellow mud.

The mud was not like ordinary grave soil; instead, it clung tightly to the wood and emitted a strong earthy smell.

Awei covered his nose and waved his hand, ordering, "Open the coffin."

Two security guards brought crowbars and pried up the coffin nails around the coffin lid one by one.

crunch--

The coffin lid emitted a dull grating sound.

The last burly man stomped heavily on the coffin lid.

boom!

The coffin lid slid to one side and hit the ground, releasing a damp, earthy smell from inside.

Ren Fa, Ren Tingting, and Awei subconsciously moved closer.

Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai also peeked inside.

The next moment, everyone's faces turned pale.

"father!"

Ren Fa shouted, and took a sudden step forward.

"grandfather……"

Ren Tingting covered her mouth, her voice trembling slightly.

Lin Xuan stood to one side of the coffin and looked down.

Ren Weiyong remained in the same position lying in the coffin, but his body was no longer recognizable as a normal corpse.

The skin, flesh, and bones had almost all turned into moist yellow mud, leaving only a human-shaped outline, barely maintaining its original form.

After the coffin was opened, the moisture that had gathered inside quickly dissipated.

tick-

tick-

Turbid water droplets continued to fall from the bottom of the coffin.

After losing the nourishment of moisture, Ren Weiyong's mud-like body began to dry at a visible rate.

Click!

A crack appeared on her cheek.

Immediately afterwards, more fine cracks spread rapidly to the neck, chest and limbs.

In just a short while, the entire clay body was covered with cracks, resembling a clay sculpture that had been exposed to the scorching sun for many days.

"How could this happen?"

Ren Fa's body trembled slightly, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"How could my father's body have turned into...?"

"Turn into a pile of mud?!"

A chill ran down his spine and straight to the top of his head. Ren Fa felt his hands and feet were ice-cold, and goosebumps rose all over his body.

Ren Tingting's face turned pale, and she gripped her father's arm tightly.

Awei didn't dare to move any closer and quietly took half a step back.

Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai looked at the mud-covered corpse in the coffin, their expressions equally grim.

Uncle Nine said in a deep voice, "Old Master Ren's body has been poisoned."

"Previously, the water and soil of the Dragonfly Touching Water Cave were constantly nourishing it, which was able to maintain a trace of its form."

"Now that the coffin has been opened, the moisture has quickly evaporated, and the clay body will naturally dry and crack."

Ren Fa suddenly turned his head, "Ninth Uncle, who exactly did this to my father?"

"I don't know who the person who caused this is, but..." Uncle Nine shook his head, then looked at Ren Weiyong's chest in the coffin, "The source of Old Master Ren's current state lies right here!"

As he spoke, he bent down and reached out to lift the burial shroud on Ren Weiyong's chest, which was already stuck to the yellow mud.

At the location of the Tanzhong acupoint, a clay figure the size of a palm appears.

The clay figure sat cross-legged, its entire body pitch black, as if it had been molded from some kind of mud.

Uncle Nine stretched out two fingers and pulled the little clay figure out of the mud corpse.

The moment the clay figure left the corpse, a chilling aura suddenly spread outwards.

Everyone around felt a chill run down their spines.

Awei felt his legs stiffen, as if even his knees were hard to bend.

Ren Fa and Ren Tingting's faces also became even paler.

Lin Xuan stared intently at the pitch-black clay figure, and the attribute panel appeared.

【Spiritual Soil Amulet】

[Quality: White]

[Entry: The Art of Cultivating Spiritual Soil]

……

Within the light representing white quality, a very distinct layer of green has already appeared.

If it were allowed to absorb the spiritual energy of the cave and the fortune of the Ren family for a longer period of time, it would probably soon transform into a green quality.

The Dao Qi within Uncle Nine surged, and a layer of golden light flowed from his fingertips, covering the surface of the clay figure and forcibly suppressing the sinister aura emanating from it.

As the clay figure was sealed, the biting cold around them gradually disappeared.

Everyone regained feeling in their hands and feet.

Uncle Nine handed the clay figure to Lin Xuan, saying, "Keep it safe for now."

Lin Xuan reached out and took it. "Yes, Master."

He put the sealed clay figure into his system inventory, then looked back at the coffin.

Ren Weiyong's clay body continues to dry and crack, and some of the clay on his fingers and face has begun to fall off, revealing his teeth and black fingernails that are not yet fully fused with clay.

Uncle Nine pondered for a moment, then turned to look at Ren Fa.

"Master Ren."

"Old Master Ren's body has been transformed into this state by witchcraft, and is no longer suitable for reburial."

"In my opinion, it would be better to collect the remaining bones and mud body, put them in an urn, and bring them back to the Ren family to set up a memorial tablet for worship."

Ren Fa's Adam's apple bobbed when he heard this.

He looked at his father in the coffin again, his eyes gradually reddening.

Although the clay sculpture in front of him no longer showed much of his father's appearance when he was alive, it was still his biological father.

After a moment of silence, Ren Fa nodded with difficulty.

"it is good."

"Alright..."

He nodded several times, his voice becoming somewhat hoarse.

Uncle Nine continued, "There is still a lot of evil spirits remaining in Old Master Ren's body."

"We can't bring him back to the Ren family right now."

"I first took the body back to the mortuary, chanted sutras to pray for its soul, and cleansed it of any remaining evil spirits."

"After everything is cleaned up, Master Ren will send someone to retrieve the offerings."

Ren Fa took a deep breath and solemnly cupped his hands in greeting to Uncle Jiu.

"Then I'll have to trouble you, Uncle Jiu."

"In any case, please, Uncle Jiu, make sure my father rests in peace."

Uncle Nine nodded gently, "I will do my best."

Ren Fa glanced at the mud-covered corpse in the coffin one last time, then nodded emphatically.