Under the system's scan, these were my current physical stats.
Personal Attribute Table.
Host: Yang Xuan Abilities: Physical Strength (14 men) Psychokinesis (999 kilograms) Neijiaquan (Hua Jin, mid-stage) 99 years of internal cultivation (first-rate Inner Force) Maoshan Qi Cultivation Method (one strand)
Skills: Psychokinesis series, Baji Quan (Perfect), Tian Can Divine Skill (Perfect), Tathagata Palm (Perfect), Seven Spin Slash (Perfect), Bewitching Soul Grand Technique (Perfect),
Axe Aura (Moderate Accomplishment), Maoshan True Explanation
System Skills: 1. Time Control 1:1000 2. Storage Space, 100 cubic meters
Not bad. My psychokinesis and Inner Force had only increased a little, probably because I had reached a bottleneck. Even though I had reached one, I still had to practice diligently. Otherwise, my strength would be like rowing upstream—if I did not advance, I would retreat.
I stretched lazily... and prepared to practice.
"Little Xuan, you're up early as always. But you don't need to practice today. Come out with me. I'm going out today, so go call Wen Cai. I want to take him out to broaden his horizons, too." Uncle Nine was already dressed neatly.
After breakfast, the three of them set off.
The markets of this era were surprisingly lively. There were fishmongers, teahouses, rickshaws, and all sorts of other things. Many people greeted Wen Cai warmly, too. Yang Xuan spent most of his time at home, so he still did not know many people.
"Master, do I have to go meet Master Ren?" Wen Cai asked cautiously.
"Why? Have you had some falling-out with 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, and I'm afraid I'll embarrass myself and make you lose face." Wen Cai looked as though he was worried entirely for his master.
"Senior Brother, it's fine. I'm here, and I've had foreign tea before, so I know how to drink it. Don't worry." Yang Xuan patted his chest.
"Then I'm relieved." Wen Cai glanced at Uncle Nine.
They entered the Western restaurant and exchanged pleasantries as they took their seats.
Master Ren proudly introduced his daughter, who had returned from the provincial capital.
"Hehe, yes, yes. I didn't expect her to have grown so much." Uncle Nine nodded along.
"Although she's back home now, I don't know what's gotten into her—she keeps running outside. She says she's consulting an expert in cosmetics manufacturing. Whenever I ask where she's gone, she won't tell me." Master Ren wore an exasperated expression.
"Hehe, Master Ren, you don't know the half of it. Your daughter has been at my place every day recently, studying how to make those cosmetic products with my disciple." Uncle Nine sounded faintly proud.
"Oh? So that's why this girl keeps going out for no reason. This should be Uncle Nine's new disciple, right?" Master Ren looked at Yang Xuan.
"Master Ren, hello. My name is Yang Xuan." Yang Xuan introduced himself openly.
Before Master Ren could say anything else, the rapid click-clack of high heels approached.
"Speak of the girl, and here she comes." Master Ren looked at Tingting fondly.
Ren Tingting was wearing a traditional Hua country qipao. She walked over slowly and said to Uncle Nine, "Uncle Nine, hello."
She also mischievously winked at Yang Xuan.
Suddenly, a waiter hurried over and whispered something into Master Ren's ear.
"Uncle Nine, order whatever you like first. A friend of mine has arrived, and I need to go greet him." Master Ren then told the waiter, "Bring them some egg tarts."
"Master, the menu is all proper meals. Let's order coffee. We're here to drink tea, after all. Tingting, you drink coffee too, right?"
"Brother Xuan, I'll follow your lead." Tingting nodded.
"Waiter, bring five cups of coffee with milk, and some cube sugar as well." Yang Xuan turned and spoke to the waiter.
"Certainly, sir."
Once the coffee had been served, everyone except Tingting—Wen Cai and Uncle Nine included—looked at Yang Xuan. Their meaning was obvious: it was up to him.
"Master, Senior Brother, Western tea is actually much simpler than our Eastern tea. You'll remember how to drink it after trying it once. Just follow me." As he spoke, Yang Xuan poured milk into his coffee until it filled a third of the cup. He took a sip, frowned, then added four cubes of sugar before deciding it tasted pretty good. After all, Yang Xuan was from the south and had a taste for sweets.
Wen Cai thought it tasted like Chinese medicine. Uncle Nine was fine; true to his refined nature, he sipped it slowly.
When Master Ren returned, he could not help taking another look at Uncle Nine. Although he showed Uncle Nine respect on the surface, he still looked down on him a little inside. After all, Uncle Nine was merely a backwater Feng Shui Master from a town who had never seen the world. He had not expected Uncle Nine to drink coffee so naturally. Not bad—he had clearly seen the world.
"Uncle Nine, regarding the matter of exhuming and relocating my late father's grave, have you selected a date yet?"
"I think you should reconsider. With matters like this, leaving things undisturbed is better than moving them."
"I've already made up my mind. The Feng Shui Master back then said that we had to exhume and relocate the grave after twenty years. Only then would it benefit our family." Master Ren spoke firmly.
Just as Wen Cai was about to show off, Yang Xuan stepped on his foot, making Wen Cai let out a strange cry.
Master Ren and Uncle Nine then began discussing the details. This was the most boring part, involving various formalities and rituals.
Bored out of his mind~~~~~
At that moment, Tingting stood up and said, "Dad, I want to buy some rouge and cosmetics. Yang Xuan, come with me."
"Go ahead. I'll come find you later. Yang Xuan, keep an eye on Tingting for me."
"Don't worry, Uncle."
"Yang Xuan, do you know where we can buy rouge and cosmetics?"
"I know a good shop, but you need to be acquainted with the owner to get good products at a low price. You know the owner, too." Yang Xuan deliberately kept her in suspense.
"Who? I just got back from the provincial capital and haven't made many friends yet." Tingting thought for a moment as she spoke.
"Let's go. You'll know when we get there."
Yang Xuan opened the door of a small shop. "Junior Brother, what brings you here?" Qiu Sheng asked curiously.
"Tingting happens to want some rouge and cosmetics, so of course we'd come here. But you'd better bring out your best products." Yang Xuan gave him a look that clearly said he understood.
"Of course. We've known Miss Ren for a long time, and there's no need to mention you, Junior Brother."
"Everyone, worship with sincerity and respect."
"Uncle Nine, the Feng Shui Master back then said this grave was extremely difficult to find, but it was an excellent spot." Master Ren sounded faintly proud.
Uncle Nine nodded in agreement. "Yes, not bad. This spot is called the Dragonfly Skimming Water Fengshui Spot. The spot is three zhang and four chi long, but only four chi can be used. It's one zhang and three chi wide, but only three chi are usable. So the coffin can't be buried flat—it can only be buried upright."
"Uncle Nine, impressive." Master Ren gave him a thumbs-up.
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When he saw A-Wei and Qiu Sheng switching places, Uncle Nine naturally favored his own people and squeezed A-Wei out.
Tingting looked embarrassed and edged over to Yang Xuan.
Yang Xuan leaned close to Uncle Nine's ear. "Master, we just started digging the grave, but the corpse aura is already so heavy."
"I sensed that something was wrong long ago. The sun is shining brightly today, yet the sunlight can't reach this place. This isn't simple." Uncle Nine sighed.
"Master, you already knew Master Ren's father was unusual?" Yang Xuan was startled. In the original story, Uncle Nine only realized it that night. He had not expected Uncle Nine to have everything under control so early.
"I'm not talking about the corpse. I'm talking about that Feng Shui Master. Such an excellent spot was forcibly changed into a corpse-nurturing spot. Not simple. Not simple." Uncle Nine shook his head.
Yang Xuan was puzzled. That Feng Shui Master never appeared in the original plot. Could he be a hidden boss?
After the coffin was opened, the corpse was indeed still intact.
Uncle Nine knew that this was the best chance to destroy the zombie. Unfortunately, Master Ren refused, and there was nothing they could do. They had to respect the family's wishes, after all.
With no other choice, they could only carry it back to the morgue and think of another way.
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