Opening the Coffin

System scan of my current physical data.

Personal Attribute Sheet.

Host: Yang Xuan Abilities: Physical Strength (14 people) Telekinesis (999 kg) Neijiaquan (Hua Jin Intermediate) Inner Force 99 years (First-class Inner Force) Maoshan Qi Cultivation Method (a trace)

Skills: Telekinesis Series, Baji Quan (Mastered), Tian Can Divine Skill (Mastered), Tathagata Palm (Mastered), Seven Spin Slash (Mastered), Bewitching Soul Grand Technique (Mastered), Axe Aura (Intermediate), Maoshan True Explanation

System Skills: 1. Time Control 1:1000 2. Storage Space 100 cubic meters

It's alright. My Telekinesis and Inner Force only improved a little. Perhaps I've hit a bottleneck. Even though I've reached a bottleneck, I still need to practice diligently. Otherwise, my strength will be like sailing against the current; if you don't advance, you fall back.

Stretching... preparing to practice.

"A-Xuan, still so early? But you don't need to practice today. Come out with me for a bit. Master needs to go out today and will call Wen Cai. I also want to show him the world," Uncle Nine said, fully dressed.

After breakfast, the three of them set off.

Not to mention, the markets in this era were indeed lively. There were fish sellers, tea houses, rickshaws, and everything else. Many people also greeted Wen Cai kindly. Perhaps because Yang Xuan spent more time at home, he knew fewer people now.

"Master, can I not go meet Master Ren?" Wen Cai said cautiously.

"Why? Do you have a grudge against Master Ren?" Uncle Nine asked curiously.

"No, I don't even know what he looks like. But I've never had foreign tea in my life. I'm afraid I'll make a fool of myself and embarrass you, Master," Wen Cai said, looking concerned for his master.

"Senior Brother, it's okay. I'm here. I've had foreign tea before and know how to drink it. Don't worry," Yang Xuan patted his chest.

"Then I can rest assured," Wen Cai glanced at Uncle Nine.

Entering the Western restaurant, everyone exchanged pleasantries and took their seats.

Master Ren proudly introduced his daughter, who had returned from the provincial capital.

"Heh heh, yes, yes. I didn't expect she'd grown up so much," Uncle Nine replied.

"Although she's home, I don't know why she keeps going out. She says she's met a master at cosmetics production and is currently seeking his guidance. When I ask her where she's going, she won't say," Master Ren said with a helpless expression.

"Heh heh, Master Ren, you might not know this, but your daughter has been coming to my place every day to research those products with my disciples," Uncle Nine said with a hint of pride.

"Oh, I was wondering why this girl is always going out. And this must be Uncle Nine's new disciple," Master Ren said, looking at Yang Xuan.

"Master Ren, hello. My name is Yang Xuan," Yang Xuan said confidently.

Before Master Ren could say anything else, the sound of high heels rapidly approaching could be heard.

"See, I was just talking about her, and here she comes," Master Ren said dotingly, looking at Tingting.

Ren Tingting, dressed in a traditional Chinese qipao, walked over slowly and said to Uncle Nine, "Hello, Uncle Nine."

She also mischievously winked at Yang Xuan.

Suddenly, a waiter ran over and whispered something in Master Ren's ear.

"Uncle Nine, you all order first. I have a friend who has arrived, and I need to go say hello," Master Ren said, then instructed the waiter, "Get some egg tarts for them."

"Master, the menu is all main courses. Let's order coffee. After all, we're here for tea. Tingting, you want coffee too, right?"

"Brother Xuan, I'll listen to you," Tingting nodded.

"Waiter, five cups of coffee, with milk. Oh, and bring some sugar cubes," Yang Xuan said to the waiter.

"Certainly, sir."

After the coffee was served, everyone except Tingting looked at Yang Xuan, their meaning clear: it's up to you.

"Master, Senior Brother, actually, Western tea is simpler than our Eastern tea. Once you've tasted it, you'll remember how to drink it. Just follow my lead," Yang Xuan said, pouring about a third of the milk into the coffee. He tasted it, frowned, then added four sugar cubes before feeling it was decent. After all, Yang Xuan was from the south and had a sweet tooth.

Wen Cai felt like he was drinking traditional Chinese medicine. Uncle Nine found it good. As expected of his refined demeanor, he savored it slowly.

When Master Ren returned, he couldn't help but glance at Uncle Nine again. Although he respected Uncle Nine verbally, he still felt a bit disdainful inside. After all, he was just a Feng Shui master from town who hadn't seen the world. He didn't expect him to drink coffee so adeptly. He wasn't simple; he had seen the world.

"Uncle Nine, regarding the matter of exhuming my late father's coffin for reburial, have you picked a date?"

"I think you should reconsider. It's better not to disturb things when they are at peace."

"I've made up my mind. The Feng Shui master back then said that exhuming and reburying the coffin in 20 years would be beneficial for us," Master Ren said firmly.

Just as Wen Cai was about to show off, Yang Xuan stepped on his foot, causing Wen Cai to let out a strange cry.

Then, Master Ren and Uncle Nine began discussing the details. This was the most boring part, involving some etiquette and rituals.

Bored...

At this moment, Ren Tingting stood up and said, "Dad, I want to go buy some rouge and powder. Yang Xuan, come with me."

"Go ahead. I'll find you later. Yang Xuan, please keep an eye on Tingting for me."

"Don't worry, Uncle."

"Yang Xuan, do you know where I can buy rouge and powder?"

"I know a good shop, but you need to be a regular to buy good quality items at a good price. The owner knows you too," Yang Xuan said enigmatically.

"Who is it? I just returned from the provincial capital and haven't made many friends yet," Tingting thought as she spoke.

"Let's go, we'll know when we get there."

Opening the door to a small shop, Qiu Sheng asked curiously, "Junior Brother, why are you here?"

"Tingting needs to buy some rouge and powder, so of course she'd come here. But you have to give us the good stuff," Yang Xuan said with a knowing look.

"Of course. Miss Ren and I have known each other for a long time, and that goes without saying for my Junior Brother."

"Everyone, bow with sincerity and respect."

"Uncle Nine, the geomancer back then said this burial ground was hard to find and a good spot," Master Ren said with slight pride.

Uncle Nine agreed, "Mm, indeed. This spot is called the Dragonfly Skimming Water Fengshui Spot. It's three zhang and four chi long, but only four chi is usable. It's one zhang and three chi wide, but only three chi is usable. So, the coffin cannot be buried flat; it must be interred according to the ritual."

"Uncle Nine, you're amazing," Master Ren said, giving him a thumbs-up.

Seeing A-Wei and Qiu Sheng standing in different positions, Uncle Nine, favoring his own people, pushed A-Wei aside.

Tingting, looking embarrassed, walked over to Yang Xuan.

Yang Xuan leaned into Uncle Nine's ear and said, "Master, this is a freshly dug grave, and the corpse energy is very strong."

"I already felt something was off. It's a bright sunny day, but the sunlight can't reach here. This is no simple matter," Uncle Nine sighed.

"Master, you knew Master Ren was not simple from the start?" Yang Xuan was surprised. In the plot, Uncle Nine only found out at night, but he had already figured it out early on.

"It's not the corpse. I'm talking about that geomancer. He turned such a good spot into a corpse-breeding ground. Not simple, not simple at all," Uncle Nine said.

Yang Xuan wondered inwardly, the geomancer didn't appear in the plot. Could he be a hidden boss?

After opening the coffin, the corpse had indeed not decayed.

Uncle Nine understood that this was the best opportunity to eliminate the zombie. Unfortunately, Master Ren refused. There was nothing he could do, as he had to respect the family's wishes.

There was no other choice but to take it back to the Mortuary and figure out a plan.