“Boom boom boom!”

"Brother, open the door!"

A familiar voice came from outside the gate of the charity cemetery.

Lin Jiu, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, opened his eyes helplessly, turned over and got out of bed, shouting: "Here it comes!"

Soon, the door of the charity cemetery opened. Lin Jiu grabbed the hand that was knocking down and said helplessly, "Here you are, knocking again!"

Taoist Simu smiled awkwardly, and without bothering to greet his senior brother, he hurriedly shook the magic bell in his hand, controlling the nine zombies with yellow paper on their foreheads behind him to jump into the yard and stop seven steps away from the crowd.

Lin Jiu frowned tightly, looking at his junior fellow apprentice with surprise.

"What are you doing?"

Taoist Simu chuckled but didn't answer. Instead, he pulled the heroic young man standing behind him over and said with a smile, "His name is Li Yun, a friend I met on the road. It was late at night when we arrived at Renjiazhuang and all the hotels were closed, so I brought him to Yizhuang. Brother, please see if there are any vacancies in the village. If there are, please make room for my brother Li!"

“…”

Hearing Taoist Simu's introduction, the muscles at the corners of Li Yun's eyes twitched slightly.

From Li Yun to friend, and then to brother, Taoist Simu completed the journey of several years in just one short sentence.

Lin Jiu did not notice the enthusiasm in his junior brother's words. The moment he saw Li Yun, he instantly understood his junior brother's actions. He then made the same exclamation as his junior brother Taoist Simu.

"Wow, such a strong yang energy!"

Lin Jiu looked Li Yun up and down and couldn't help asking, "Brother Li, I'm afraid you are not an ordinary person!"

Li Yun smiled and said, "Master, you have a good eye. I have indeed practiced some internal skills, so I can barely be considered a martial artist..."

"Internal martial arts." Lin Jiu frowned, thought for a long time, and shook his head, "It seems that I am still shallow. I have thought about it and I didn't expect that there is any internal martial arts that is so effective and can cultivate such a strong Yang energy. I think the Yang energy in your body is about to form a materialized aura. If ordinary zombies and ghosts see you, they will be injured before they even touch you!"

No wonder my junior brother was in a hurry to drive the zombies into the yard. He was afraid that his customers would get hurt!

Hearing Lin Jiu's sigh, Li Yun smiled and was about to answer modestly, but the Taoist priest Simu beside him retorted: "The yang energy in Brother Li's body cannot be explained by the problem of martial arts alone. I guess he may be a boy in his ninth life, and he has practiced the most yang boy's skills in each life..."

You are the ninth-generation boy!

Your whole family is virgin!

Li Yun's face was filled with black lines, and he said unhappily: "Master, please don't talk nonsense. What I practice is called "Fission Divine Art", which is indeed the most masculine and masculine internal martial arts in the world. It has nothing to do with the fate of being a boy for nine generations!"

Perhaps they did not expect Li Yun to so openly reveal the martial arts he practiced, Lin Jiu and Taoist Simu could not help but look at each other.

But then, Lin Jiu frowned and muttered, "I haven't heard of "Fission Divine Art". Have you heard of it, Junior Brother?"

Taoist Simu also shook his head, indicating that he had never heard of this technique.

Li Yun smiled and said, "This is a technique created by one of my brothers. I can't tell you the details. It's getting late. Can we go in and talk? It feels really weird to stand at the gate of the charity cemetery and chat while seeing a group of zombies standing in the yard."

Lin Jiu suddenly came to his senses and quickly invited Li Yun in, apologizing with an apologetic look on his face.

Taoist Simu stepped into the courtyard, rang the bell, and led the customers in the courtyard to the corner of the charity cemetery.

There is a side room there that is specially used to place coffins, which can be used to temporarily store and park zombies.

The so-called charity cemetery is a social custom in ancient China, which began in the Northern Song Dynasty by Fan Zhongyan. It was originally used to support clan members and stabilize the lineage. The charity cemetery has many facilities such as schools, public fields, and ancestral halls, as well as charity houses for clan members to live in.

But later, as time passed, the social structure continued to change, and the function of the charity cemetery also changed accordingly.

Today, charity cemeteries in towns like this basically only function as ancestral halls, and those charity houses have evolved from being residences for clan members to become special places for storing coffins that have not been buried in cemeteries.

The charity cemetery opened by Lin Jiu was extended from this special function.

Watching corpses and guarding coffins, finding graves, exorcising evil spirits, and planning Feng Shui...

This is the content of Lin Jiu’s work with this charity cemetery.

Seeing his junior brother running to settle the customers, Lin Jiu led Li Yun to an empty room. After opening the door, he said a little embarrassedly: "Brother Li, I'm sure you know what my charity house is for..."

Li Yun smiled and said, "It's okay, Taoist priest, I don't mind."

Lin Jiu said with a smile: "That's good. As long as you don't mind, nothing else will be a problem. You don't have to worry about hygiene. Because of the special nature of this place, I have to clean it at least twice a day, and the same goes for the empty room you're staying in."

Li Yun glanced at the clean and simple empty room in front of him, smiled and nodded, "Thank you for bothering me!"

"No problem!" Lin Jiu smiled and shook his head, then asked enthusiastically, "By the way, little brother, are you hungry? I remember there are some leftover steamed buns and pickles in the kitchen. Do you want me to heat them up for you?"

"No need, I have my own dry food."

Li Yun quickly refused and took out the luggage bag on his back to show it.

After seeing off the kind-hearted Uncle Nine, Li Yun breathed a sigh of relief, sat cross-legged on the bed, and began to practice his Godzilla Kung Fu.

Nothing happened that night. At dawn, as soon as the roosters crowed, Li Yun opened his eyes.

When I opened the door, Lin Jiu was already sweeping the fallen leaves in the yard with a broom.

Seeing Li Yun coming out of the room, Lin Jiu greeted him with a smile: "Little brother Li, you got up so early?"

Li Yun smiled and replied, "I'm used to practicing in the early morning. Isn't it the same for the Taoist priest?"

Lin Jiu put the broom against the wall with a smile, and said in a kind tone: "Little Brother Li, don't call me Taoist priest. I see that you are not very old, about the same age as my two disciples. Why don't you just call me Uncle Jiu? Everyone calls me that."

Li Yun was slightly startled, and followed suit: "Uncle Jiu."

Uncle Jiu patted his shoulder with a smile, looking very happy.

Taoist Simu, who had just walked out of the room next door, twitched his mouth when he saw this and couldn't help frowning.

Last night he had told his senior brother the whole story and advised him that this Brother Li was a wealthy man with great generosity and if they could serve him well, he might become their future client.

At that time, the senior brother spoke nicely and righteously, saying that the ancestors had said that there was a right way to make money.

As a result, early this morning, this old guy started to get close to the rich man Li...

Thinking of this, Taoist Simu couldn't sit still any longer: "Brother, he calls you Uncle Nine, and you call him Brother, isn't this confusing the order of seniority?"

Li Yun smiled and said, "It's okay, let's talk about our own things. I like the name Uncle Jiu very much. It makes me feel like an elder in the family."

Uncle Jiu chuckled, glanced at Taoist Simu, and then continued chatting with Li Yun with a smile.

"My ancestors moved to the north due to the war, and later lost the original family tree for various reasons. After I returned from studying abroad, I followed the orders of the elders in my clan and went south to trace my roots here..."

Hearing Li Yun's serious nonsense, Uncle Jiu couldn't help but look enlightened.

"I see—did you find it?"

"not yet."

"That's a shame."

Uncle Jiu looked regretful and wondered whether he should help Li Yun to tell his fortune.

Just as this thought popped up in his mind, his blood suddenly started beating and he had a bad premonition.

After a little thought, Uncle Jiu immediately understood that this was the Grandmaster reminding him that Li Yun was involved in a very serious matter and it was definitely not something he could intervene in at this moment.

After a slight hesitation, Uncle Jiu smiled and changed the subject: "Have you ever studied abroad?"

Li Yun nodded and said, "I stayed in North America for a few years and came back soon."

Uncle Jiu raised his eyebrows: "Can't adapt?"

Li Yun nodded: "Yes."

Uncle Jiu sighed, "A nest of gold or silver is not as good as your own doghouse!"

While they were chatting, Wencai, one of Uncle Jiu's two apprentices, finally got up.

Just like in the movie, Uncle Jiu has two disciples, one named Qiu Sheng and the other named Wencai.

Qiu Sheng was the first disciple to join the sect. He was from Renjiazhuang. His parents died when he was young and he was frail and sickly. He was raised by his aunt. He heard that Uncle Jiu of Yizhuang was the true successor of Maoshan, so he went to worship a Maoshan ancestor as his godfather. Unexpectedly, the ancestor really accepted him.

How could Uncle Jiu not want to have another little ancestor above his head, so he took Qiu Sheng as his apprentice.

Wencai was an orphan wandering the streets. Uncle Jiu saw that he was lonely and helpless, so he took him in as his apprentice.

The two apprentices were both orphans. Although they were mediocre in talent, unwilling to be lonely, and often got into trouble, Uncle Jiu always treated them well because of their respect and filial piety for him, and cared for them as if they were his own sons.

Master, Master, whether as a master or a father, Uncle Jiu has basically done his best.

Looking at Wencai walking out of the room, Li Yun looked at him thoughtfully.

Unlike the Wencai in the movie who looked to be nearly fifty years old, the Wencai in front of Li Yun was still relatively young. Although he was not that handsome, at least he did not look half-buried in the ground like in the movie.

Perhaps he noticed Li Yun's scrutinizing gaze, the sleepy Wen Cai became alert, stepped back and took a defensive stance.

"Master, who is he?"

"The guest who came with your uncle last night is currently staying at the charity cemetery."

"Wencai, right? My name is Li Yun. I'm a few years older than you. Just call me Brother Li!"

Li Yun introduced himself with a smile, and then, ignoring Wencai who was somewhat reluctant to call him brother, he turned to look at Uncle Jiu and said, "Uncle Jiu, if nothing unexpected happens, I may live in the charity cemetery for the next few days. But I have always been clear about gratitude and resentment, and I don't like to owe favors to others, so I can't stay here for free. Please prepay the accommodation, food and cleaning fees for the next few days..."

As he spoke, Li Yun took out a pile of dollars from his arms and piled them on the stone table in the yard.

A rough count shows that there are at least two or three hundred of them.

Seeing this scene, Wencai, who had been somewhat reluctant just now, suddenly widened his eyes.

Uncle Jiu couldn't help but cast his eyes towards the pile of glittering silver dollars, and said reluctantly, "This... this is too much! We're just staying for a few days, why would we need so much money? A symbolic amount will be enough."

Li Yun smiled and said, "It doesn't matter. I'm a picky eater. This money also includes food expenses and errand fees. In the future, I'll have to trouble you to help me buy some food from the town. The price is not a problem, as long as it tastes good!"

Wencai's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he immediately patted his chest and said confidently: "Brother, don't worry, I will take care of this matter!"