"It is not a good thing for livestock to entangle the house." Mo Lin pointed to the coffin and said: "Your father has been exposed to the erosion of the Yin Qi from this Feng Shui bureau for a long time underground. Over time, your father's body has become a container for gathering Yin Qi, and this has caused the These snakes, insects, rats, and ants.”
"These snakes, insects, rats, and ants must not have been adsorbed in this coffin for a day or two. The yin energy in the coffin has affected these snakes, insects, rats, and ants."
"I would like to ask, if your father's body is surrounded by these things, will it not have any impact on the fate of the world and your Ye family?"
Ye Niazhang nodded as if understanding, and immediately asked: "What should we do now? Should we use fire to drive them away?"
"Absolutely not! You cannot drive these livestock directly, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous!" Molin said, "I have my own way to deal with them."
Mo Lin took a step forward and walked around the coffin with a frown. This scene left Ye Xiaoyue confused as to what he was going to do.
At this time, Mo Lin stopped at a place. He waved Qi Mingzhi over, took out some realgar powder from his backpack, and took out some pots and placed them on the ground.
Molin poured the realgar powder into the pot, added a little water, and placed some dry firewood under the pot.
Now not only Ye Xiaoyue was confused, but even Qi Mingzhi couldn't understand what play Mo Lin was singing.
Qi Mingzhi asked in a low voice: "Hey, what kind of spell are you going to cast? Why does it look like cooking!"
Mo Lin also replied in a low voice: "This is not magic, it is science!"
"What the hell?"
Qi Mingzhi looked confused, but seeing that Mo Lin was confident, he didn't ask any more questions.
Mo Lin lit the dry firewood under the pot. After a while, the heated realgar powder produced a strong sulfur vapor. A breeze blew by, just blowing the sulfur vapor near Ye Jiaguo's coffin.
Seeing this, Qi Mingzhi finally understood what Mo Lin was doing!
He clearly remembered that the teacher in the chemistry class said that when realgar powder is heated, it will produce sulfur vapor. This gas is toxic. Whether it is humans or animals, inhaling this gas for a long time can cause serious damage to the brain and lungs. .
It was not only Qi Mingzhi who understood this, but also Ye Xiaoyue who was beside Ye Niazhang.
"Hmph, I knew you didn't know any magic!" Ye Xiaoyue said with a stern face.
Not long after, the snakes, insects, rats and ants wrapped around Ye Jiaguo's coffin gradually began to leave.
After leaving Ye Jiaguo's coffin, these snakes, insects, rats, and ants all burrowed back into Ye Jiaguo's tomb.
Mo Lin sighed. It seemed that even if Ye Jiaguo's tomb was dug up, the Yin Qi inside would not be able to dissipate for a long time.
After all the snakes, insects, rats, and ants got in, Molin asked the laborers to fill the tomb.
At this time, the eyes of the twenty or so people present were fixed on Ye Jiaguo's coffin.
Ye Niazhang asked: "Mr. Mo, do you think the coffin can be opened now?"
Mo Lin nodded and said: "Let's go!"
After Maureen finished speaking, two laborers went up to open the coffin lid.
"Gah~gah!"
Suddenly, dozens of crows in the woods not far away seemed to have a premonition that something terrible was about to happen, and they all flew away quickly.
Of course everyone present saw this scene.
For Ye Xiaoyue, Ye Shuang and the younger generation of the Ye family, this scene just made them feel uncomfortable.
But in the eyes of the older generation, it is taboo to encounter such a situation when opening a coffin.
In ancient times, magpies were recognized as happy birds, while crows were known as mourning birds.
Generally speaking, when a magpie crows on a branch, good things are coming; when a crow crows on a branch, bad things are coming!
Therefore, the older generation has no good impression of birds like crows at any time.
At this time, during this extraordinary period when Ye Jiaguo was about to see the light of day again, seeing such a large number of crows made people like Ye Niazhang very worried.
"Ignore them and open the coffin quickly!" Mo Lin said slowly.
The workers who opened the coffin came to their senses and quickly removed the coffin lid.
Everyone looked into the coffin lid and gasped.
Twenty years have passed, and Ye Jiaguo's body is exactly the same as when he was buried twenty years ago, without any decay, lying peacefully in the coffin.
Mo Lin felt a chill in his heart. In all likelihood, Ye Jiaguo was already a zombie, but the specific level of zombie was not clear yet.
He immediately said to Ye Niazhang: "Master Ye, there is something strange about this body. I suggest that it be cremated on the spot!"
"No! Never!"
Ye Niazhang immediately retorted: "My father specifically asked before his death that he should not be cremated no matter how he is buried after his death."
"But something is fishy!" Mo Lin frowned and said, "If we don't cremate him, something might happen!"
"That's not possible. You can do anything, but you can't be cremated!" Ye Niazhang said firmly.
Ye Xiaoyue also jumped out and mocked: "That's right, grandpa was most afraid of fire when he was alive and couldn't be cremated. What's more, even if something happens, won't you still be there?"
"Our Ye family paid for you to come here just to help us, so of course you have to do what we want!"
"Shut up!" Mo Lin yelled angrily: "I don't know where I offended you and you have to target me like this, but this is a matter of life and death. If you want your family to be destroyed, I can do whatever you want to do. Come on!"
"you……"
Ye Xiaoyue's face turned red and he was furious at Mo Lin's words.
"shut up!"
Ye Niazhang scolded: "Mr. Mo's suggestion is also for the good of our Ye family. I don't allow you to make irresponsible remarks. If you don't like it, you can go home immediately!"
Ye Xiaoyue snorted coldly and stopped talking.
Ye Niazhang looked at Mo Lin with a troubled expression and said, "Mr. Mo, do you think you can think of another way?"
"Yes, grandpa really doesn't like cremation." At this time, Ye Shuang, who had been silent for a long time, also started to persuade him: "Didn't you find a new tomb for grandpa? Director Li said that it would be better if he was buried in a relocation!"
"This is different. If Li Ao sees your father's body, he will definitely cremate it if he sees this body!"
Mo Lin continued: "Even if your father is buried, the newly moved tomb will only be used for ten years at most in your situation. Ten years later, you still have to lift the coffin and move it, which is extremely troublesome."
Ye Niazhang frowned and couldn't accept this result. Even Ye Shuang was entangled.
Although the other Ye family members did not speak, the result was obvious. They all favored Ye Niazhang.
Everyone was silent for a while, then Mo Lin sighed and said with some resignation: "Okay, I respect your choice not to be cremated."
Ye Niazhang was overjoyed when he heard this and said, "Really, thank you very much, Mr. Mo."
Mo Lin waved his hand and said: "Don't thank me in a hurry. Since you have chosen the relocation method, you must bear certain risks. If it goes well, then so be it. If it doesn't go well, don't rely on me."
"This is natural, this is natural." Ye Niazhang said with a smile: "What are Mr. Mo's plans now?"
Mo Lin paused and said, "Clean up an empty room for me. Don't decorate it with anything. Just leave a table."
"Carry the coffin into that empty room."
"In addition, prepare three adult roosters for me, a pure black adult native dog, and pen, ink, paper and inkstone."
Maureen continued: "I will arrange to leave for the new tomb as soon as possible."
"Okay, Mr. Yimo."
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At night, Mo Lin, Qi Mingzhi and Zhang Xiaoyu were all in the empty room that Ye Niazhang had cleaned up.
Zhang Xiaoyu said with some dissatisfaction: "Old Lin, you really shouldn't agree to Ye Niazhang's request. Aren't you looking for trouble for yourself?"
"That's right!" Qi Mingzhi also agreed: "If Li Ao were here, he would definitely not allow you to do this."
Maureen sighed and said, "Then what do you think I should do?"
"Looking at the state of the Ye family, can you safely agree to my request to be cremated on the spot?"
Qi Mingzhi asked: "Are you in charge of this matter?"
Mo Lin shook his head and said, "You have to take care of it even if you can't. The coffins have been dug out. It's too late to say anything now."
"Then I'll contact Li Ao and ask him to come over quickly!"
"There's no way he can come here!" Mo Lin said quickly: "Brother Ao told me that he was going to his hometown in the south, which is hundreds of kilometers away from us!"
"Then I'll go find Ling Yujie!" Zhang Xiaoyu added.
"Daozhang Ling and Brother Ao went back together!"
"Damn it, no one was here at the critical moment!"
Zhang Xiaoyu said: "That means we have to rely on ourselves this time?"
Maureen nodded in agreement.
Qi Mingzhi walked to the coffin and opened the lid. The moment he saw the body, Qi Mingzhi's pupils shrank and he shouted hurriedly: "Old Lin, Xiaoyu, come and see!"
Mo Lin and Zhang Xiaoyu hurried over, and their expressions suddenly changed when they saw Ye Jiaguo's body.
At this time, Ye Jiaguo's body was no longer what it was at noon. Now it had begun to grow fat and rot all over. His fingernails suddenly grew five or six centimeters longer. The nails were as black as ink and extremely sharp.
Mo Lin immediately bit off his middle finger, pointed a finger at Ye Jiaguo's forehead and between his eyebrows, and put the corpse-suppressing charm between his eyebrows.
Then Mo Lin took some glutinous rice and sprinkled it in the coffin, so that the glutinous rice could absorb the corpse energy as much as possible.
Mo Lin asked Zhang Xiaoyu and the others to close the coffin lid and pace anxiously in the room.
What Mo Lin was worried about happened. Based on the transformation process of Ye Jiaguo's body, Mo Lin was 100% sure that Ye Jiaguo was a zombie.
Zombies are different from ghosts. Ghosts are tangible and intangible, while zombies are invulnerable.
Not only that, zombies are extremely powerful and much harder to deal with than ghosts.
Seeing that Mo Lin was facing a formidable enemy, Qi Mingming asked, "Old Lin, is this zombie really that difficult to deal with?"
Mo Lin said solemnly: "I would rather face a ghost than a zombie!"
"I have read in a book that the reason why corpses turn into zombies is because when a person dies, an extra breath gets stuck in the throat and lingers." Molin said slowly: "This breath can be anger, resentment, or suffocation. , sulking, this is just dying and not getting angry!”
