The Zhu family’s land was not far from the house. The three of them walked for seven or eight minutes. Although he knew that his father had lost his soul, Zhu Chengze still burned some paper money according to the rules of the countryside, and solemnly kowtowed three times before picking up the hoe to dig the grave.

The hottest time was at noon. According to Zhu Chengze’s strength to dig, it can be estimated that it will last until the sun sets. Lin Qingyin was impatient to stand here for so long. She stretched out her hand and waved, and in an instant, the sand flew away. Zhu Chengze and Guo Chunhua both covered their faces with their arms and turned their backs. When the wind stopped, the two turned to look, and the soil on the tomb was blown away, revealing the red coffin inside.

Because Zhang Zuo had instructed that the coffin was not allowed to be nailed, Zhu Chengze pushed the lid gently and the inside of the coffin was exposed. Guo Chunhua, who was standing outside the tomb pit, screamed when she saw the body in the coffin.

Zhu Chengze was frightened by his mother’s cry that his whole body was covered in white sweat. He didn’t even dare to look at it. He crawled out of the pit in a hurry. The corpse looks more alive than when it was just buried. As if the corpse felt tired and fell asleep here.

Zhu Chengze now knew why his father asked him to burn his corpse. If such a corpse was left behind, it might cause some trouble.

After taking a look at his father’s face for the last time, Zhu Chengze took out a pack of matches from his pocket: “Master Lin, can I use this?”

Lin Qingyin turned her head to look at the figure rushing over from the entrance of the village. With a wave of her hand, the raging fire instantly wrapped the corpse and the coffin. When the man ran in front of them, there was only a pit full of ashes left.

When Zhang Zuo saw that the setup formation he had planned for two years had turned into nothingness when it was about to succeed, he gritted his teeth in hatred: “What are you doing?”

Guo Chunhua’s whole body trembled when she saw Zhang Zuo. Then she rushed to him and fight: “It’s you, it’s you who caused me to be neither a ghost nor a human, and turned my husband into a monster.”

Zhang Zuo impatiently threw Guo Chunhua to the ground, then swept his sinister eyes over Zhu Chengze and Lin Qingyin. He said gloomily: “You two dare to spoil my good deeds!”

Although Zhang Zuo’s expression was terrifying, Zhu Chengze still stepped forward and stood in front of him fearlessly: “Did you make my mother look like this?”

Zhang Zuo sneered, took out a black cloth from his pocket, and waved it at Guo Chunhua, who was lying on the ground. Guo Chunhua’s eyes opened wide as she felt a sharp pain in her head. As if something was about to be forcibly dragged out of her body.

Lin Qingyin flicked her finger lightly, and a bunch of flames appeared out of thin air and lit the cloth. In an instant, the entire cloth was set ablaze, and even the back of Zhang Zuo’s hand was scorched with fire. He quickly threw the cloth in his hand, and when the cloth fell to the ground, not even a thread was left.

When Zhang Zuo’s practice was interrupted in the middle, he was immediately backlashed. Sweet blood surged up from his throat, and he spat out a mouthful of black blood. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand and stared at Lin Qingyin fiercely: “So this is all caused by you, little girl. You’re young, but your courage is not small.”

Lin Qingyin looked at him with a smile: “After succeeding, again and again, I became very courageous.”

Zhang Zuo was very cautious, but when he saw Lin Qingyin was still young, he was a little jealous. He reached into his pocket and grasped the porcelain bottle inside, while trying to make himself look kinder: “Little girl, who are you? Maybe we know each other.”

Lin Qingyin snapped her fingers, and a bunch of flames sprang up in her hand, still smiling: “I am a magician.”

Zhang Zuo almost went mad when he heard that answer. According to his previous character, since he had failed, he would have to start over in another place. But this time, he really couldn’t bear to leave such a treasure land. He traveled to several provinces and cities in China. It was the first time he saw such a suitable place for raising a corpse, so he was reluctant to give up.

Zhang Zuo’s gaze lingered on Lin Qingyin’s face and quickly assessed the strength of both himself and Lin Qingyin.

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