Twenty Years of Resentment: Can You Withstand It?

"Little Brother Xiao Yu, how do you know so much? You're so clever."

With nothing to do and unable to get a word in with the others, she had no desire to pay A Wei, Wen Cai, or Qiu Sheng any attention either. So, while the digging was underway, she came over to bother our Lin Yu.

"I had nothing better to do, so I read a few more books. It was all recorded in them," Lin Yu replied offhandedly.

"Oh~ Then tell me, if it's such a good site, like Uncle Nine said, why didn't my grandfather bless us after he was buried here? Why did my family's business get worse and worse instead?"

Perhaps it was because Lin Yu acted like a little adult and knew the answer to everything she asked. Ren Tingting simply wanted to ask him something he didn't know.

"Because a Dragonfly-Touching-Water Feng Shui Site needs a covering of snowflakes. That way, water can reach the head of the coffin, and only then is it called a Dragonfly-Touching-Water Feng Shui Site."

"But look at this grave. It's completely covered in cement and can't even come into contact with water. How can the dragonfly touch the water? This good site definitely won't work anymore," Lin Yu explained, pointing at the grave the workers had just dug out.

"Oh~" Ren Tingting nodded, half understanding.

"Correct. Xiao Yu explained it well. Master Ren, did your family have a grudge with that feng shui master? Otherwise, he wouldn't have harmed you like this." Uncle Nine gave Lin Yu an approving glance, then asked the question gravely.

"Actually, this land originally belonged to that feng shui master. My father took a liking to it and paid him for it."

Knowing full well that the affair couldn't bear the light of day, Ren Fa walked aside with Uncle Nine to speak privately.

"I don't think that was all. You must have threatened him. Otherwise, harmony brings wealth-he wouldn't have harmed you like this." Uncle Nine wouldn't accept that as soon as he heard it.

"Uh, hehe..." Ren Fa laughed awkwardly. It was something they all understood without saying.

"At least he still had a conscience. He told you to exhume the coffin and rebury it after twenty years, harming you for half your life instead of all of it..." As Uncle Nine spoke, he felt like standing up for the feng shui master.

The man had worked hard to find that treasured feng shui site, only for them to seize it with a little money and a barrage of threats. Just thinking about it was infuriating.

"We've found it!" a worker suddenly called out.

The group hurried forward and waited for the coffin to be raised.

"Uncle Nine, can this site still be used?" Who would have thought Ren Fa remained unrepentant, still thinking of his own interests at a time like this?

"Yes, yes. It would be such a shame to waste such a good site." A Wei came over too, knocking Lin Yu away from Ren Tingting's side and squeezing into his place.

Lin Yu stared speechlessly at this boiling sheep. He hadn't been inclined to lower himself to A Wei's level, but now that the man had come after him, he was finished. In a little while, Lin Yu would give him a taste of the Bad Luck Talisman he had just drawn.

"When a dragonfly touches the water, how can it touch it again and again? It certainly won't touch the same place twice. This site is already ruined."

Seeing that A Wei had dared to shove his precious disciple, Uncle Nine used the conversation as a pretext to walk in front of him. His waist and stance moved as one, and A Wei went flying in an instant.

"Ow~" A Wei landed on the ground, clutching his lower back and howling.

"A Wei, what's wrong with you? You're making a spectacle of yourself!" When it happened, Ren Fa had been looking at his father's coffin and had missed it perfectly.

"Pfft." Ren Tingting covered her mouth and snickered. She had seen everything clearly; if Uncle Nine hadn't stepped in, she would have scolded A Wei herself.

"What's the matter? Can't even stand up straight?" Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng stood above A Wei's head and bent down to mock him.

"You... just you wait," A Wei threatened, clutching his lower back.

"Hmph!" Lin Yu took a talisman from his robes, formed a hand seal, and casually flicked it out.

The talisman burst into light and flew with a whoosh into A Wei's body.

"Hm?" A Wei rubbed his back in confusion. Something seemed to have touched him just now.

Uncle Nine happened to see it, and his heart ached.

A top-grade yellow talisman had been used up just like that.

Uncle Nine gave Lin Yu a look. "Don't do it again."

Lin Yu made a face at Uncle Nine. "Got it."

"It's out." By then, the workers had pulled Ren Weiyong's coffin out as well.

Everyone put the other matters aside and hurried forward.

"Everyone, today is the day Lord Ren Weiyong's coffin is exhumed and moved for reburial, when he sees the light of day once more. Those who... please turn around and look away."

When Uncle Nine judged that enough time had passed, he told the workers to pull out the nails and open the coffin.

Everyone gathered around. As the coffin opened, a thick cloud of black Qi billowed out.

Uncle Nine noticed flocks of crows taking flight from the distant woods.

"Baleful Qi is soaring into the sky, Master," Lin Yu muttered quietly, tugging at Uncle Nine.

"Let's look at the corpse first." Uncle Nine frowned deeply. He wanted to examine the body before drawing a conclusion.

"Wow~" Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng gave a quiet gasp of amazement as they looked at the lifelike Ren Weiyong.

Uncle Nine, however, felt that things were growing more and more complicated.

"Father! Grandfather~" At the sight of the body, Ren Fa and Ren Tingting immediately knelt and kowtowed.

"Your unfilial son has disturbed your rest," Ren Fa said, putting on the act of a filial son in front of the villagers.

"Master Ren, I suggest cremating him here." Uncle Nine frowned at Ren Weiyong, who had remained unchanged for twenty years, as he made the suggestion.

"How could I do that? Fire was what my late father feared most in life. I can't do that."

Ren Fa's face turned green when he heard that. He had only just dug his father up today, and before he had even brought him home, he was supposed to burn his body? What would people say about him if word got out? His image as a filial son would be gone too.

Let alone doing business afterward. He feared no one would do business with him once his reputation was in ruins.

These days, nobody practiced cremation; everyone believed the dead should be laid to rest in the earth. If anyone dared burn a family's corpse, they would fight that person to the death.

Besides, he was counting on his father's corpse to bring him wealth. If it was burned, wouldn't his losses over the past twenty years have been for nothing?

"Master Ren, this is no ordinary matter. If he isn't cremated, there will be trouble..." Uncle Nine was extremely anxious about the matter, but could only offer a veiled warning.

After all, not many people would believe him if he spoke of jiangshi, and he would be treated as a madman.

"Anything else is fine, but there will be no cremation. Think of another way." Uncle Nine's repeated objections had angered Ren Fa a little, and he no longer even addressed him respectfully as Uncle Nine.

"All right. Then we'll leave him at the mortuary for the time being." Uncle Nine had no choice but to settle for the next best thing: leaving the corpse at the mortuary, where he could keep an eye on it.

"Hopefully, we can find a better grave site tomorrow."

Seeing this, Ren Fa relaxed as well.

"Hey, Xiao Yu, why does Uncle Nine insist on cremating my grandfather?" Ren Tingting whispered softly in Lin Yu's ear.

"Have you ever seen a corpse that looks exactly the same as it did in life after twenty years?" Lin Yu looked at Ren Tingting as if she were an idiot.

"Maybe the coffin was well sealed." Lin Yu's look had wounded Ren Tingting's pride, and she still wanted to argue.

"Sigh, you're hopeless. Do you think your grandfather was a member of the imperial family? You can tell from the way he was buried that nothing was done to seal it at all." Lin Yu looked irritably at Ren Tingting as she pouted and argued back.

"Then tell me why."

"Tell me, if someone was forced to live for years in a hot, dry place without water, wouldn't they grow resentful?"

Lin Yu didn't explain why. He only asked Ren Tingting a question.

"Emm, probably? What does that have to do with my grandfather?" Ren Tingting pressed her index finger to her lips and thought for a moment.

"Well, your grandfather is that person. Not only was he buried head-down for twenty years, but someone also tampered with the treasured feng shui site and ruined the Dragonfly-Touching-Water Feng Shui Site, turning it into a hell that absorbed Scarlet Yang Qi to roast him."

"Never mind your grandfather-even you would grow resentful. That meant your grandfather's resentment was bottled up for twenty years, growing stronger little by little every day, until a change in quantity led to a change in quality..."