Villains: Starting with the Landlady

"Master Ren!"

The Taoist priest stepped forward and greeted him, then looked at Ling Yun behind him and scrutinized him carefully for a few moments.

"This must be Master Ren's nephew. He is indeed a man of outstanding talent and a dragon among men!"

"Haha, you flatter me, sir!"

While Mr. Ren chuckled, the young man's expression turned somewhat strange after Ling Yun and Ren Tingting addressed him as Ninth Uncle.

Although Uncle Nine is quite strong, reaching B+, he is not the "protagonist"!

This is interesting. In a cinematic universe centered around Uncle Nine, he's not the main character? Then who is the main character...?

While Uncle Nine and Master Ren were exchanging compliments, Ling Yun also glanced at his two disciples, Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai. Their combat strength was lacking, and they didn't seem to have any luck or destiny.

How strange, is there no "protagonist" in this world? Or is it like the last world of Chinese martial arts, just that the protagonist hasn't appeared yet?

Seeing the way his two disciples were glancing at Ren Tingting, Ling Yun immediately blocked the girl's path, and Uncle Jiu, understanding the situation, gave his two disciples a light tap on the head.

The time has come, and the grave relocation ceremony begins.

The servants began to bustle about carrying the coffin out, while Uncle Nine, Master Ren, and others stood aside chatting.

"This is called 'dragonfly skimming the water,' with a total length of 34 feet, but only 4 feet are usable. The coffin cannot be buried flat; it must be buried according to the proper burial rites." Uncle Nine stroked his beard and commented, praising the feng shui of the tomb.

"Sir, you know so much!" Master Ren said with a smile.

"Master, what does 'fair burial' mean?" the ugly-looking Wencai asked curiously. "Is it a funeral like in France?"

Ren Tingting burst out laughing, and everyone else followed suit. Only Uncle Jiu rolled his eyes, expressing concern about his apprentice's professional skills.

"My friend, a traditional burial refers to a vertical burial, as opposed to a horizontal burial. Do you understand?"

Ling Yun couldn't help but chuckle. When he watched this scene as a child, he found Wen Cai quite comical. It's a pity that the actor in the real-life version of the story has passed away.

Uncle Nine praised Ling Yun highly. He was born with top-tier luck, and people from all worlds felt a natural affinity and goodwill towards him, not to mention the support of the "handsome and elegant" persona.

Master Ren chimed in, "That's right. The feng shui master also said that if the ancestors are buried upright, the descendants will definitely be great!"

However, he sighed inwardly. Over the past twenty years, business had not only been good, but had also been getting worse and worse, with no sign of improvement.

Chapter 194 Mutation

When the coffin was hoisted out and laid flat on the ground, Uncle Nine immediately sensed something was wrong.

The "dragonfly skimming water" burial site is supposed to have a snowflake-shaped dome, but this tomb was covered with a thick layer of cement. Cement absorbs water and moisture, so the "dragonfly skimming water" burial site lost its purpose and became extremely unlucky!

Under Uncle Nine's persistent questioning, Master Ren finally revealed the truth.

It turns out that twenty years ago, he snatched this burial plot from a feng shui master. After hearing this, Uncle Nine deduced that the feng shui master must have held a grudge and deliberately sabotaged the Ren family's business, which caused it to decline.

However, the feng shui master did not want to go too far, so he instructed the Ren family to move the grave in twenty years, so that it would only affect one generation of their family and not continue to harm the next generation.

Ling Yun had heard this explanation before, but he was still secretly amazed. It was quite incredible that a tomb could affect the descendants of its occupant. And this world was merely a mortal realm; logically, it shouldn't be able to encounter such ethereal entities.

It's almost like a curse!

It seems that this mortal realm is far more complex than it appears.

Just as the group was talking, a flock of crows suddenly began to fly wildly in the woods not far away. Uncle Nine glanced at them, then immediately turned around, his eyes fixed on the coffin.

"Master Ren, there may be problems with your father's body. I suggest we open the coffin now to take a look!"

"Okay, I'll do whatever you say!"

Master Ren also realized something was wrong and immediately nodded in agreement.

Uncle Nine glanced at the coffin that was faintly emitting black mist, then turned to the crowd and said, "Anyone aged 36, 22, 35, or 45, as well as those born in the years of the Rooster or the Ox, please turn away!"

Upon hearing this, those who met the criteria turned around, while the others gathered around to help lift the coffin lid.

When the coffin was opened, a thick, almost tangible black aura emanated from it. Ren Tingting immediately covered her nose and hid behind Ling Yun, while the young man followed Uncle Jiu and Master Ren forward to examine it closely.

"father!"

Master Ren cried out with a hint of grief, but Uncle Jiu could tell at a glance that something was wrong with Master Ren!

He lay quietly in the coffin, dressed in his old official robes. Twenty years had passed, and by now the body should have decomposed into bones, but Old Master Ren's face was still clearly visible.

Uncle Nine realized something was wrong; this was clearly a sign of a zombie turning into a monster!

He glanced at the curious Ling Yun, then turned his gaze to Master Ren: "Your father's body is unusual; I suggest we cremate him now!"

"Ah, cremation?"

Upon hearing this, Master Ren shook his head repeatedly and said, "No, my father was terrified of fire when he was alive, so he absolutely cannot be cremated!"

Ling Yun sighed. It's true that good words can't persuade a damned ghost. If Master Ren hadn't stopped him, there probably wouldn't have been the famous scene of him being killed and drained of blood by his own father, which would have been a testament to their filial piety.

However, Master Ren stopped the cremation request out of filial piety, and Ling Yun did not interfere too much due to mission requirements, letting nature take its course.

Seeing that Master Ren's attitude was firm, and considering that this was also a family matter of the Ren family, Uncle Jiu could not be too harsh on him. He only suggested that the body be moved to the mortuary where he lived, and that they find a yang tomb later and bury the body on a yang day and time to suppress the corpse's lingering energy.

Hearing this, Master Ren did not refuse again and followed the servants to escort the coffin to Uncle Jiu's mortuary.

Before leaving, Uncle Nine instructed his two apprentices: "You two, later, light a plum blossom incense array in front of Old Master Ren's original grave, and then light incense for all the surrounding tombstones, understand?"

"No problem, Master!"

"Okay Master!"

Although his two apprentices did not learn his extraordinary skills, they still knew the most basic things, so Uncle Nine left with peace of mind.

Ren Tingting left with her father, while Ling Yun made an excuse that he had something to do and stayed behind.

After watching the two finish lighting the plum blossom incense array, Ling Yun took the initiative to find Qiu Sheng.

"Qiusheng, let me help too. We can't let outsiders do all these things."

Qiu Sheng had a good impression of Ling Yun and wouldn't neglect him for any reason. He handed him a stick of incense and said, "You're in charge of the surrounding graves. Just stick one stick in each grave!"

"I see."

Ling Yun took the incense, and a smile appeared on his lips as he turned his head.

He didn't have the time to actually burn incense for strangers; it was for an important character in the story.

The female ghost Dong Xiaoyu.

This female ghost died in the prime of her life, and was all alone. In the original story, Qiu Sheng lit incense for her, and that's how the two met.

Ling Yun came here this time to see if this female ghost still exists.

He glanced around and saw a solitary grave not far away. He understood what was going on, and after burning incense along the way, he walked to the grave.

Dong Xiaoyu is quite pretty, and has a rather voluptuous figure; she is a true beauty.

The Dong Xiaoyu of this world far surpasses the actress from back then. Ling Yun nodded secretly upon seeing this and lit incense on her grave.

After it was over, Ling Yun looked around, but even with his X-ray vision, he still couldn't see anything.

He stroked his chin, thinking to himself that this was interesting. It seemed that he couldn't see the ghosts in this world directly with his current abilities. He would probably have to do what Uncle Nine did and use various magical artifacts.

He clapped his hands and was about to turn and leave when he heard a woman's voice behind him.

"Thank you."

Ling Yun quickly turned around and scanned the area, but it was still empty.

He didn't say anything, turned around and went down the mountain, heading towards the Ren family's house.

Upon returning to the Ren family home, he discovered that Mr. Ren was gone, and only Ren Tingting remained at home, bored and listless.

"cousin!"

Ren Tingting was overjoyed to see him return, but when Ling Yun asked her where her father had gone, she pouted and said, "He went to see relatives."

She seemed unwilling to talk about it, so Lingyun went for a walk with her outside. Later that evening, the servants told them that Master Ren would not be returning to stay that night.

When Ren Tingting heard that her father was not coming back, her gaze towards Ling Yun held a different meaning.

After finishing dinner, Ling Yun washed up and was about to go to bed when she heard her bedroom door being gently pushed open.

Instead of lighting the kerosene lamp, he slipped to the door, grabbed the girl's soft body, and made her gasp in surprise.

"Tingting."

The young man's skillful kissing technique moved Ren Tingting deeply, and her clothes slipped off her body inch by inch.

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While Ling Yun successfully took the girl's virginity, another strange event occurred inside the mortuary.

Chapter 195 The Female Ghost Dong Xiaoyu

Inside the mortuary, Uncle Nine instructed Wencai to offer three sticks of incense to each of his regular customers.

Wen Cai said "oh" and after offering incense to everyone, since Old Master Ren's coffin had just arrived today and there was no incense burner yet, he inserted the incense sticks into the gaps in the coffin.

To everyone's surprise, the incense stick went out within seconds of being inserted!

Wen Cai turned around, looking at the extinguished incense with some confusion. He lit a few more and stuck them in, but this time it was even more outrageous. The incense actually flew out!

He was startled and immediately ran to call his master and senior brother Qiusheng over.

"Master, there's something wrong with the coffin!"

"There's nothing wrong with the coffin, it's the dead man who has the problem!"

Uncle Nine knew that this was because Old Master Ren was unwilling to accept their good intentions, so he asked the two men to open the coffin lid.

Wow, you've gained weight!

Wen Cai noticed that Old Master Ren's face had changed from gaunt to full, and subconsciously said something.

Uncle Nine glanced at Old Master Ren, who looked much fatter than during the day, and immediately hissed, "Cover him up quickly!"

The two apprentices quickly closed the coffin lid, while Uncle Nine had already caught a rooster to prepare for the ritual. He first bled the rooster, collected the blood in a basin, then used glutinous rice grains to start a fire, burned talisman paper to refine the chicken blood, mixed black ink into the chicken blood, and finally poured it into a Bagua mirror to create blood ink that could subdue zombies.

He poured the blood-red ink into the inkwell and handed it to his two apprentices: "Remember, you must flick the ink onto every side of Master Ren's coffin. That will suppress him and prevent him from coming out!"

"Yes, master!"

Uncle Jiu nodded. He had other things to do, so he didn't stay at the mortuary any longer and turned to leave.

After the master left, the two chatted as they began to snap lines onto the coffin, quickly creating neat little squares. However, being young and playful, they started chasing and fighting when they were almost done, completely disregarding Old Master Ren.

However, due to their negligence, they did not put a string on the bottom of the coffin.

The two chased each other through the mortuary, with Qiu Sheng even taking a stick and hiding in the shadows, ready to give Wen Cai a good beating.

Upon hearing footsteps, Qiu Sheng smiled and gripped the stick tightly. When the person came into his sight, he leaped up and slammed the stick down hard.

The wooden stick pierced Uncle Jiu's head, splitting it in two.

Even though Uncle Nine was suddenly and severely injured, he was seeing stars and couldn't tell which way was which for a moment.

Wencai ran over just then, and his mouth dropped open when he saw Uncle Jiu and his senior brother Qiusheng. Qiusheng reacted quickly and immediately threw the stick into his hand. After Uncle Jiu came to his senses, he looked at Wencai, who was holding half a stick, glared at him, and pointed at his face.

Qiu Sheng dashed outside, stuck the incense stick in front of his bicycle as a light source, and got on to go home.

Wencai ran out after him, and seeing that he was about to run away, he advised him that it was getting dark and that it was dangerous for him to stay alone.

Qiu Sheng thought Wen Cai wanted to drag him down with him, so he rode away from the mortuary without saying a word, leaving Wen Cai to face his master's wrath alone.

As Qiu Sheng walked through the woods, several pale-faced paper figures carried a bridal sedan chair through the dark forest.

A beautiful woman in a wedding dress lifted the curtain, revealing herself to be Dong Xiaoyu!

The woman… no, the female ghost Dong Xiaoyu glanced at Qiu Sheng riding a bicycle, shook her head slightly, and sighed: “It’s not him.”

Qiu Sheng was unaware that a female ghost had appeared, and he quickly rode his bicycle away from the area.

In the dead of night, Old Master Ren made a move inside the mortuary.

He moved slightly, disturbing the blood and ink above, which then became trapped and unable to escape.

The sound of him colliding with the coffin woke Uncle Nine up. Uncle Nine was quite alert after waking up and immediately lit a candle to see what was wrong.

Just then, Wencai turned over and started snoring.