There are only four people left in the spacious living room.

A good show is about to start.

However, these have nothing to do with Meng Fan. He needs to talk to Master Ren to talk about it.

The study upstairs.

The housekeeper sent a set of tea sets, and some traditional snacks, then bowed back and brought the door.

Before leaving, he noticed that his master's face was not right.

"My dad ... he really changed?"

"I can't leave it. Ren Gong stopped the coffin twice in Yizhuang last night.

This strength is afraid of the 30 -year -old Qingzhuang, and you must be ashamed when you see it. "

The poor were buried, and a thin coffin was, and the rich businessmen were different.

There are more than a jack.

Otherwise, when you start the coffin, you do n’t need to dispatch so much to help.

Can open the coffin weighing more than two hundred pounds.

Ren Fa hit a cold tremor.

"It's better to ...?"

Dazizi finally can't pretend.

"No need, no need."

Meng Fan took a sip of tea lightly, and stabilized the old fox, and said indifferently: "Are you willing to send the old lady to the other place to bury it? It is not easy to raise a dragonfly water acupoint here."

"To put it bluntly, the heaven and earth nearby nearby is almost taken away by the previous tomb of the old man. If you want to find a suitable new Tibetan land, you can only go to several counties in the surrounding counties to touch your luck."

How much said in one breath, Meng Fan drank the tea in the small glass.

Best Pu'er ...

When I was in my emotion, Renfa couldn't help asking:

"Is it useful to change a funeral land? My dad can be opened with such a thick coffin cover, let alone a layer of earth and stones."

After all, when Meng Fan talked about things at the beginning, it was stated that zombies had a crazy obsession with flesh and blood relatives. Which of thousands of miles across thousands of miles can also be felt.

Ren Fa didn't dare to think about it. He opened his eyes one night and saw that his father suddenly stood on the bedside, and then he rushed up. He bite with sharp teeth.

"According to me, it is better to burn my father, and immediately burn, the faster the better."

Who said yesterday who said in public that his father was afraid of fire before his birth, must not burn?

If so, Shi Bo didn't have to go to the burial land of Yangqi.

Seeing that the tea in Meng Fan's cup was exhausted.

At this time, Meng Fan continued: "At first, we planned to find a Feng Shui treasure that specializes in restraining zombies, and arranged the next formation method to suppress the five emperors money and use time to use a little bit."

After hearing the words, Master Ren really wanted to regret it, and changed his mind to call this idea.

But Meng Fan's next sentence will let him break again.

"To be honest, how can there be the truth of a thousand days to prevent thieves, such a long time, even if there is a little accident in the middle of the way, it will be abandoned before, and there will be a disaster."

"When you are, you may not have time to invite Taoists to suppress the corpse."

At this point, what else can you say, do you want a virtual name, or do you want a small life?

Renfa chose to follow the heart.

Sneak burn the bones, put the ashes back into the coffin, and burial for the second time, and the coffin is so thick, so it is certainly impossible to be discovered by outsiders.

This is a cricket!

"I didn't expect my dad to change the body. In order to avoid the villagers from suffering from disasters, I burned it as soon as possible."

"My father knows the book most during his lifetime, and reads the book of sages. If his old man knows it under the spring, he will definitely be pleased."

After speaking a scene, Meng Fan also understood his meaning, nodded: "Master Ren Gao Fengliang Festival, admitted by his juniors."

"In this matter, I would definitely not be able to say it."

"Thank you for help."

Ren Fa did not say how much remuneration would be paid, but the thin camel is larger than the horse. The original remuneration was two hundred dragons. At present, he had secretly changed to ten small yellow croakers.

After all, the Taoist has the ability. In the past 20 years, he has seen it.

Therefore, dirty means must not be played, otherwise people will be ruthless, let alone a generation of people who have to be unlucky, and even the 18th generation can affect it!

"Master Ren, there is a discounted please."

Meng Fan put down the tea cup and his face was serious.

"Please say."

Ren Fa's expression was stunned, and he didn't dare to neglect.

"After a while, I went to Yizhuang with me, and it was good for everyone to say that it was good for everyone, so as not to get any misunderstandings in the future."

"..." Master Ren didn't answer.

However, this is an answer.

"Don't worry, then you will definitely protect you." Meng Fan promised.

Ren Fa rejected it again: "I believe that Meng Daochang and the uncle's character, the notification of the cremation will be done on the day of cremation."

In the end, the two went downstairs.

After some talks, it has saved a lot of trouble.

In fact, Meng Fan had a saying in the previous conversation:

Where is Ren Weiyong's spring?

Zombies do not enter the reincarnation, and the world is disgusted.

If he could reincarnate and reborn, the body would not form a zombie, and the soul was afraid that he would have been scattered by the Feng Shui division that year. Otherwise, why can't you swallow it?

I am afraid that the Feng Shui division is worried, so that he knows the truth after his death. The family cannot be prosperous, but it will gradually decline.

"... Don't ... don't ..."

Ren Tingting's cry sounds.

Captain Awei was not accepting the control of control, and then chased Ren Tingting on the stairs and rode on the wooden handle.

"Uncle cousin, I want to drink tea."

It happened to catch up with the end of the famous scene.

Meng Fan looked at Captain Awei, who was lost, and smiled secretly in his heart. Then, the positive color said:

"Master Ren, just leave."

"I will send you." Renfa said.

"You are an elder, please stay, otherwise, after returning to Yizhuang, Shi Bo will blame me to not understand the courtesy."

Where can Meng Fan let the other party send each other? Wencai's guy took off his pants and was hiding outside.

Not long.

With laughter and boasting, Meng Fan walked out of the door.

In the courtyard, Wencai was neatly dressed, and Qiusheng laughed beside him.

Uncle Jiu was not there, and no one taught the two of them. Meng Fan just put his palms in the back of the text, and the mana was urged to urge the symbol.

"Brother, how to deal with this thing?"

"Put."

"This Awei team is not a fuel -saving lamp, leaving one hand to prevent him."

Combined with the original plot, Meng Fan's reason to judge.

But the next moment, his expression suddenly changed.

No explanation, directly open the human body's first door, build a gossip plate that moves with you.

Popular on the ground, look down at all things.

Ten meters high, slide seven or eight feet forward, gently, repeat the above action.

In the eyes of Master Ren and others, this is already flying.

And some pedestrians on the street found that some people who couldn't see clearly walked on the roof of the roof, kneeling, and shouting the gods in their mouths.

Meng Fan doesn't care about this.

The arrays arranged before leaving, moved!
Chapter completed!