"To be safe, let's seal the corpse first," he said, looking at the others.
Several people nodded. Yu Daohen and Yang Ergou retreated to the side.
Yang Guofu, along with Da Hu, Er Hu, and San Hu, stood at the four corners of the coffin.
Yang Guofu nodded. The four took out paper figures made from yellow talismans from their bags.
Yang Guofu glanced at the three and shouted, "Prepare."
The three nodded, held the paper figures with both hands, and chanted in unison, "Heavenly Ancestor descends with divine power, now using divine power to suppress the Yin coffin."
As soon as the four finished speaking, they placed the paper figures at the four corners of the coffin and quickly formed hand seals, shouting, "Four Yin Divine Lords, open!"
The four paper figures stood in the air at the four corners of the coffin, and a faint yellow light could be seen emanating from them.
Yu Daohen, standing nearby, was also curious. He had heard that the coffin bearers were skilled in sealing corpses, and today he was getting a good look.
After Yang Guofu finished, he instructed Liu Zhonghe, who was staring in a daze, "Absolutely do not touch these four paper figures. Find the tomb that can neutralize the ill effects tomorrow morning and bury it immediately."
Liu Zhonghe nodded. Yang Guofu then led the others to leave.
Leaving the Chen family's residence, they walked back to the van.
San Hu glanced at Yang Ergou, who had been looking down, and said, "Ergou, speak your mind."
Yang Ergou looked back at the Chen family mansion and said fearfully, "Master, the old man and old woman at the door were clearly dead for many years. They were ghosts, without souls."
San Hu took out three cigarettes from his pack and offered them to Da Hu and Er Hu, not offering any to Yu Daohen and Uncle Yang as he knew they didn't smoke.
San Hu took out a lighter, lit his cigarette, took a deep drag, and slowly exhaled, "Do you think your two martial uncles and grand-master couldn't tell?"
Yang Ergou was confused, "Then why did they leave the girl and Liu Zhonghe behind?"
San Hu took another deep drag of his cigarette and exhaled slowly, his expression becoming complicated. "Ergou, remember this, we are coffin bearers. Our job is to carry coffins. Don't meddle in other people's business. Besides, if we wanted to kill Liu Zhonghe, we would have done it long ago."
Saying this, San Hu frowned, "Big brother, second brother, do you feel that the girl is very strange?"
Er Hu nodded, "That's right. She doesn't look like a living person at all, more like a corpse that has been dead for several years."
Da Hu didn't answer but asked Yang Guofu, "Uncle Yang, do you think the girl's body was taken over by a ghost?"
"That girl is indeed alive, and there's no ghostly aura about her, so she probably wasn't possessed."
Yang Guofu was a bit uncertain and asked Yu Daohen, "Young Master Yu, what do you think?"
Coffin bearers, who dealt with corpses for a living, were far more sensitive to them than ordinary people, and the girl's symptoms clearly indicated a corpse dead for several years.
Yu Daohen nodded, "That girl was indeed not possessed."
When Yu Daohen entered the old house, he realized the old woman was not human. She probably retreated into the house because she sensed he was carrying the Kang Long Jian.
When Yang Guofu and the others performed their ritual, Yu Daohen deliberately approached Chen Ruolian and found that she showed no reaction at all.
The Kang Long Jian was a nemesis to all evil spirits. Even if one was possessed, they would instinctively dodge it. However, Chen Ruolian showed no fear, so it was unlikely she was possessed.
"Could it be that she was born with a heavy Yin constitution?" Yang Ergou asked.
San Hu shook his head, "Ergou, remember, no matter how heavy a person's Yin constitution is from birth, their face will still have some trace of a living person's aura, unless they are from a tomb-robbing sect or a sect that walks the yin."
It was rumored that tomb-robbing sects and yin-walking sects spent long periods in places with extremely heavy Yin energy, and their bodies no longer carried the aura of living people.
Yu Daohen stretched, yawned, and said, "Chen Qingshui's soul is probably still in that old house. Perhaps finding it will reveal the reason for all this."
The others agreed. This coffin was brought back by Chen Qingshui, and perhaps everything was related to her.
They got into the van, and everyone lay down on the seats. Yu Daohen lay there for a while but couldn't sleep, so he went out to call Xu Yaya and instructed her not to open the shop tonight.
Da Hu looked at Yu Daohen outside through the car window and whispered, "Uncle Yang, I don't think Master Yu is as ruthless as the rumors say."
Yang Guofu, in the passenger seat, glanced out the window and shook his head, "You can't judge a person by their appearance. Young Master Yu's past deeds could scare people to death. Do you know about the Xiangxi massacre a year ago?"
Da Hu and the others frowned. A year ago, the Xiangxi corpse-driving sect was massacred overnight, with dozens of people killed. Although no one knew who was responsible, from then on, the corpse-driving sect had a rule: they were not allowed to take business from the Jiangsu region.
Later, a rumor spread in the martial world that the massacre was orchestrated by Yu Daohen.
The faces of the others changed. Da Hu asked, "Uncle Yang, are you saying that incident was done by Master Yu?"
Yang Guofu nodded, then shook his head, "Rather than saying it was Young Master Yu, it was the Master in his shop."
The Midnight Spirit Shop dared to call itself the safest place besides Wanfo Temple and Maoshan because of that Master presiding over it.
However, no one knew to this day whether that Master was a demon or an immortal. All they knew was that he had never lost a fight, at worst fighting to a draw.
Yu Daohen finished his instructions to Xu Yaya and returned to the van to rest, preparing to carry the coffin tomorrow.
Midnight Spirit Shop.
After Xu Yaya finished listening to Yu Daohen's instructions, she was about to close the door when a figure appeared at the entrance of the Midnight Spirit Shop.
Xu Yaya's expression changed. The goldfish in the fish tank poked its head out and shouted, "Little beauty, hurry and run to the backyard!!"
Zhang Jingyi, who had been staying in the jade pendant, also transformed into a wisp of white smoke and floated out, her eyes fixed on the figure outside the shop, ghostly energy manifesting on her body.