The debt repayment life of the full-level metaphysics

Chapter 588

Qi Changhong was speechless by Qi Guowen's words, her face was red and pale, and she lowered her head in shame.

Say sorry.

He regretted it long ago.

Before Qi Guowen came, he was thinking that if he had listened to Jiang Li's words, had held his breath yesterday and hadn't followed up with the fight, maybe he wouldn't have entered the police station.

However, it is useless to regret.

Qi Changhong's bowels are turning green now, and it's useless.

Seeing that he was silent, Qi Guowen was silent for a while.

It was obvious that Qi Changhong regretted it.

Qi Guowen sighed, and said: "We brought the lawyer here, if you have anything to say, you can tell the lawyer, and he will try his best to help you."

Qi Changhong choked up when she heard the words, and nodded gratefully to Qi Guowen, "Thank you...thank you uncle..."

Gu Min couldn't help wiping away tears, "Son, don't worry, we will try our best to help you."

Qi Changhong hummed hoarsely.

Qi Guowen didn't say much, and asked the lawyer to communicate with Qi Changhong.

……

Just when the Qi family was in a mess, Jiang Li and Xia Xin had already returned to Jiaoyang Temple.

Master Sun's apprentice sent the golden nanmu to the side hall for them, and then left.

Xia Xin looked at the golden nanmu and said, "Old ancestor, do you want to start making the memorial tablet now?"

"I'll do it, you go and buy some paper money and come back." Jiang Li said, "Let's take a look on the road behind Cai Wenxin's company later."

Xia Xin remembered this and nodded, "Okay, then I'll go buy paper money, do you want to buy something else?"

"Paper money, joss sticks, nothing else." Jiang Li thought for a while, there was nothing special needed.

Xia Xin: "Okay, old ancestor, shall I go out first?"

Jiang Li hummed.

Xia Xin went out first.

Immediately after Jiangli, some tools were found in the side hall.

The tools are old and worn out.

It looks like it should have been used by an old Taoist priest before his death.

There are some tools found here before leaving.

So when I went out this time, I didn't buy tools for grinding and carving.

Jiang Li looked at the degree of wear and tear, and clicked his tongue, but she didn't feel disgusted. She took out the tools, put them on the table, and set her eyes on the golden nanmu next to it.

She took out several purification talismans from the drawer, pasted them on each of them, pinched them with her fingers, and pointed her three fingers up.

In the next second, all the purification talismans ignited, and white smoke ignited.

Not long after, the white smoke scattered and disappeared.

The black air lingering above also disappeared along with the white smoke.

After confirming that the yin energy above was gone, Jiang Li picked out a piece of golden nanmu of moderate size.

Although it is cut off scraps, Master Sun's craftsmanship is good, and the cut parts are also excellent.

If you want to make a reincarnation tablet, it is even a bit thick and needs to be cut and thinned.

Fortunately, there are tools in the concept.

Jiang Li will personally do a rough processing of the golden nanmu.

After cutting out the rough shape, Jiang Li picked up the plane and polished it by hand.

……

Not far from the Sun View, there is a funeral shop that sells paper money and paper bundles.

Xia Xin went to buy a lot of paper money and joss sticks and came back, and it took only one, two, ten minutes.

But after he came back, as soon as he entered the side hall, he saw the reincarnation tablet in Jiang Li's hand, which had already taken shape.

Xia Xin couldn't help being surprised, and walked over, "Old Ancestor, you just made this?"

Chang Li changed a carving knife in his hand, and was carving the Fulu pattern around the death tablet.

Hearing this, she hummed without raising her head, and cut the knife very quickly, with ease.

There was no hesitation at all.

Xia Xin took a closer look, there was no draft on the wood, but the draft seemed to be centrifuged.

Without any hesitation at all, he struck directly and took shape with one blow.

(End of this chapter)