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Chapter 117: Literary Burial?French funeral!
Although Ren Tingting is a beautiful girl, in the original plot, Uncle Jiu and Wen Cai didn't know how to drink coffee.

But she seems to be deliberately trying to harass people, and Ding Hai is not interested in her.

Moreover, it is clear that the Ren family has invited Uncle Jiu to come and see Feng Shui. If you don't believe it, you can remain silent.

Master Ren did not stop him, but seemed to be doting and conniving.

"That Mr. Hai, I'm really sorry. My daughter is so offensive. Young people may not really believe this."

Ren Fa said hurriedly to prevent this spiritual pet from blaming his precious daughter. After all, he couldn't afford to offend these people who knew magic.

"Yeah." Ding Hai nodded.

"I'm sorry, Master Hai." Ren Tingting apologized at her father's signal.

"It's okay, don't talk so casually next time. You have to know that not every spiritual beast and spiritual pet is as easy to talk to as me. Little girl, you must know that there is a sky outside the world, and there are people outside the world. What you don't believe may be the truth in this world. maybe."

Ding Hai didn't care.

Ren Tingting nodded.

"Ahem, okay, Master Ren, let's continue what we just did."

Uncle Jiu said quickly to ease the awkwardness of the scene.

Ren Fa exhaled: "Okay, then I wonder what we need to prepare this time?"

"In this case, I will make a list here, and then I will trouble Master Ren to prepare according to the list."

"no problem."

After the conversation, Ren Fa temporarily left his seat because Huang Baiwan was looking for him.

After Ren Fa left, Ren Tingting suddenly said:

"Master Hai, and Uncle Jiu, I'm so sorry just now."

Ren Tingting also learned her lesson and apologized to Uncle Jiu.

"It's okay, it's okay." Uncle Jiu didn't have to worry about a little girl.

Just at this time, the waiter brought their coffee and egg tarts, and Ren Tingting seemed to have no intention of deliberately playing tricks on Uncle Jiu's master and apprentice because of Ding Hai's teaching just now, and started to teach Uncle Jiu how to drink coffee.

"Uncle Jiu, this is tea from the West. It is made from ground powder called coffee beans. However, the pure taste is very bitter. If Uncle Jiu doesn't like bitter drinks, you can add some more." Sugar, to neutralize the bitterness.”

"well."

Uncle Jiu listened to Ren Tingting's introduction and started to operate by himself. He added sugar to pure coffee and drank it. The sweetness was moderate.

Just now he was a little worried about how to drink?

After all, he also has a good face, and he can't bear to ask a little girl, which makes him look like a country bumpkin.

Wencai also started to operate it by himself and even took a bite of egg tart.

Ding Hai was not polite and took matters into his own hands to get enough food and clothing.

The egg tart was quickly decomposed after entering his body.

Ren Tingting was stunned for a moment, and then the little girl started to question:

"Brother Hai, since you are the spiritual pet of the Maoshan sect, what abilities do you have? When I was in the provincial capital, I heard many legends about monsters. I believe you also have many abilities, such as the spells of Maoshan Taoist priests. some type of."

Although I don’t know which species Ding Hai belongs to, since he is a spiritual pet, he must have many strange abilities.

"Of course! Tingting, you don't know how powerful my ancestor is!"

Wencai seemed to want to show off something and accidentally let something slip.

"Master Patriarch?" Ren Tingting looked confused.

"Wencai, stop talking!" Uncle Jiu glared at Wencai before telling him to calm down. If Ding Hai's identity as the spiritual pet of Patriarch Sanmao was exposed, unnecessary trouble might come.

"I do have magical abilities, such as this, shrinking quickly!"

With a flick of the wand, a tea tray shrunk to the size of a palm, and then returned to its original size.

"Wow! This is amazing! Hai Ye, are you an angel?" Ren Tingting asked with bright eyes.

"Don't confuse me with those bird people. Angels are not like me, and my spiritual pet from Maoshan has nothing to do with angels."

"Okay, then Master Hai, can you let me touch you?"

"No."

"why?"

"Because I don't like to be touched."

Looking at Ding Hai chatting passionately with Ren Tingting, Wen Cai showed an envious look.

At this moment, Ren Fa also came back, and Ren Tingting also said that she wanted to go out to buy rouge and gouache.

Master Ren also left her, Uncle Jiu also asked Wen Cai to accompany him, and Ding Hai also went with her. After all, Uncle Jiu and Master Ren were talking about Feng Shui relocation and burial, and he was not interested.

Wencai took Ren Tingting to Aunt Qiu Sheng's shop. Qiu Sheng originally misunderstood that Ren Tingting was doing that, but after Ding Hai explained it, there was no misunderstanding, and naturally the big scratch was gone.

It's just that Wencai and Qiu Sheng acted more attentively in front of Ren Tingting, acting like they were licking dogs.

Sledin shook his head helplessly and ignored them.

three days passed by
Ding Hai followed Uncle Jiu and others to the grave of Mr. Ren.

Mr. Ren's graveyard is on a mountainside three kilometers southeast of Renjia Town. At this time, everything has been prepared on site.

Uncle Jiu, dressed in a yellow Taoist robe, respectfully offered incense to the portrait of Mr. Ren in front of the altar.

"Okay, we can start work!"

As soon as Uncle Jiu finished speaking, the hired workers stepped forward and kicked off Mr. Ren's tombstone, and then started digging.

Ren Fa also walked to Uncle Jiu and said, "Uncle Jiu, Mr. Feng Shui said back then that this is a good acupoint."

Uncle Jiu nodded: "It's a good cave. This cave is called Dragonfly Dianshui. It's three feet long and only four feet can be used. It's one foot three wide and only three feet can be buried. If my guess is right, this should be a legal burial." , am I right?"

Ren Fa gave a thumbs up: "You are indeed worthy of being called Uncle Ninth, awesome!"

Uncle Jiu smiled slightly, hiding his merit and fame.

At this time, Wen Cai seized the opportunity and came to Uncle Jiu and asked: "Master, what kind of funeral do you want? Is it a French funeral?"

Then Uncle Jiu gave him a slap in the face: "I told you to study hard in normal times, but now you are embarrassed here."

"Oops!" Wencai had no choice but to retreat aggrievedly, and Qiu Sheng also smiled helplessly.

Ding Hai was also amused by Wencai's words.

French funeral?
Funerals in Western countries are different from those in China. They are basically conducted with Catholic or Christian ceremonies, but the fees are much more expensive.

"Fazang burial style, vertical burial. Wencai, you don't usually read well. Now you must be scolded by your master~"

Ding Hai took the words and ate a handful of peanuts in his little hand.

"Hai Ye is right, he is indeed Maoshan's spiritual pet." Ren Fa complimented.

Then he looked at Uncle Jiu, "That Feng Shui master back then said that if the ancestors are buried vertically, the descendants will definitely be great!"

Uncle Jiu glanced at him: "What about whether it works or not?"

When he said this, Ren Fa couldn't help but sigh: "My family's business has plummeted this year."

While the two were talking, a man in a suit with gangster-like eyes pushed away Qiu Sheng, who was standing with Ren Tingting.

Ding Hai glanced at him.

Yo!Isn’t this our Captain Awei?
It seems to be jealous.

But Uncle Jiu also noticed Ah Wei's actions towards Qiu Sheng, and there was a hint of displeasure in his eyes.

Ding Hai decided to teach this guy a lesson: "Hang the golden bell upside down!"

(End of this chapter)