Taoist Simu

A few days later, Uncle Jiu finally found a suitable grave. Though it was not as good as "Dragonfly Skimming Water," it still counted as a stable, auspicious burial ground.

After choosing an auspicious day, the Ren Family moved the grave.

This relocation was carried out even more cautiously than the coffin raising last time.

Uncle Jiu made thorough preparations. Not only did he wrap the coffin in ink-line cord until it looked like a zongzi, he also covered it with corpse-suppressing talismans, then mixed glutinous rice with cinnabar and scattered a ring of it around the coffin.

The men carrying the coffin had also been specially chosen by Uncle Jiu—people with hard birth characters and flourishing yang energy.

The journey passed without incident, and the coffin was smoothly carried to the newly chosen grave.

Before burial, a series of rites had to be performed to comfort the departed spirit and soothe the earth energy.

Lin Yan, Qiusheng, and Wencai, as disciples, helped from the side by passing over ritual implements and maintaining the incense.

Just as Uncle Jiu was chanting the final passage of scripture and preparing to cover the coffin with earth and bury it, the system's notification sounded once more in Lin Yan's mind:

[Host, please operate according to the instructions. This hidden danger can be completely exterminated, eliminating future troubles.]

[Operation: After the coffin enters the earth and before the first handful of soil covers it, drip one drop of your blood onto the soil directly above the head of the coffin.]

Lin Yan froze.

Drip blood? What use was that? Zombies went berserk when they encountered blood!

Although he still had doubts about the system, it had indeed allowed him to save Qiusheng before.

Lin Yan's current realm had also reached the perfection of Refining