Zhentian coffin

It took us four days to deal with the Chen family's affairs, and there are still three days left before Mr. Li's first seven days. We can be said to be living off the time, waiting for Mr. Li to make a monster.

However, Mr. Li's threat to me is not too great. What we are afraid of is that Mr. Qin will come back for revenge, so Mr. Liu said that he would give me some special training.

At first I was very excited, thinking that old man Liu was going to teach me some real skills, but I didn't expect that the so-called special training of Liu Laodao was to let me run.

"Don't underestimate this running. A pair of iron feet is very powerful. If you can beat it, you can chase it. If you can't beat it, you can run. Do you know why the Red Army was so good back then? It is a pair of iron feet. Pursue the enemy..."

After I expressed my contempt, Liu Laodao gave me a lot of reasoning, and even moved out the history, which seemed to make a little sense.

Then run, but after running a few laps, Liu Laodao was very dissatisfied, saying that I ran too slowly, the speed must be fast, and the endurance must be sufficient. If I do not run dozens of kilometers a day, it is not considered running. Depressed to death.

Running dozens of kilometers a day, is it not fatal? After running for the first day, I felt that my legs were going to be useless, and I almost crawled back to the ruined temple.

Once back, Liu Laodao had already boiled a pot of potion. I don't know what kind of Chinese herbal medicine was used to make it.

"I almost forgot, your kid is still suffering from kidney deficiency, so I got some good things for you, don't waste them"

Liu Laodao said to me maliciously, my face is darkened, why do I have to mention this, can you save me some face?

And when I walked into the big wooden barrel, I almost jumped up and yelled, "Damn old man, you're killing a pig, you burned me to death!"

I wanted to run, but the old man Liu held me down and shouted, "Try running? This pot of potion cost me more than 500 yuan. If you burn to death today, you will die here too."

"Ah, ah, murder, help!"

Old man Liu didn't know where his strength came from. It was so strong that I couldn't break free with desperate struggles, so I had to let go of my voice and yell. It's a pity that the ruined temple is at the entrance of the village, and the nearest house is hundreds of meters away. Even if I broke my throat, no one could save me.

After an hour, after the potion cooled down, my whole skin was red and red, really like a plucked pig, and I was so tired that I didn't want to talk at all, and fell asleep.

But the effect seems to be quite good. I woke up the next day, only feeling full of strength, and the fatigue from yesterday had disappeared.

In this way, after three days in a row, on the third day, I seemed to have adapted a lot, and I was able to get up after soaking in the potion. In the evening, Mrs. Chen sent someone to bring us something.

Those things were a few pieces of paper with some numbers and a few paragraphs written on them. Chen Menghan in Yanghunmuli immediately discovered that the handwriting on the paper belonged to Boss Chen.

"No wonder Mr. Li was bought by Boss Chen, poor parents all over the world."

Liu Laodao sighed after reading it. Mr. Li actually had a good reputation in Qinghe Town before helping Boss Chen with this matter. If he can't become the leader of the Eight Great King Kong, it's impossible for Lao Li and the others to obey him that much.

And the reason why he was bought by Boss Chen was not because he was so short of money, but because of his son, Mr. Li had a son who was working outside.

But it seems that he didn’t learn well. He used to be a loafer, and some time ago, Mr. Li’s son committed a crime. After getting drunk, he got into a fight with someone. Several people broke a guy’s leg. The injured person called the police. Yes, if the person is caught, not only will he have to pay a large sum of money, but he will also need to go to jail.

Then Mr. Li ran up and down begging for help, and he turned to Boss Chen. Boss Chen helped out of fellow countrymen. He not only paid for Mr. Li to lose money, but also found a relationship to save Mr. Li's son from prison. , Mr. Li owed this favor.

Not long after, Chen Menghan fell into the river and drowned. Boss Chen contacted Mr. Qin. Mr. Qin came up with that evil idea, so Mr. Chen took up Mr. Li's idea.

Boss Chen threatens and lures, if Mr. Li does not do this, Mr. Chen will have to ask Mr. Li for money, and his son will go to jail again. On the contrary, if Mr. Li agrees, the previous things will not be written off. The boss will give another sum of money, and promise to let Mr. Li's son go to work in his company, have a legitimate job, and secure income.

Mr. Li had no choice but to agree to it for the sake of his son's future. He tampered with it during the process of carrying the coffin, and killed his brother for many years with his own hands. Failed, and finally lost his life.

"Having such a son, it would be a pity if he was beaten to death."

However, after I read the news sent by Mrs. Chen, I scolded angrily. The reason is very simple. Mr. Li’s son committed another crime. He was not punished for the previous crime. Instead, he was protected by someone. He thought it was awesome. Not long after, he got into a fight and was arrested.

However, the person who dealt with this matter called Boss Chen, which was answered by Mrs. Chen, and after learning about it, he went to look through Boss Chen's diary here and found this clue.

Mrs. Chen is also a smart person. She may not know the details of the previous incident, but she can know some clues. Then Mr. Li is missing, so she passed the news to us.

"Don't say so much, things have already happened, this Li Shan is also a poor man, go to worship at night, see if you can save him"

Liu Laodao can see it, not only is he not angry, but he also wants to go to worship and save Li Sanye.

"Old man, your brain is broken, and you still go to worship him and send him to kill him?"

I rolled my eyes. When Mr. Li died, I saw it with my own eyes. His madness was very terrifying.

"Practitioners must be broad-minded. We don't advocate repaying grievances with virtue, but our eyelids should not be narrow. If Li Shan is really a monster, what can you do? Beat him to death? Then you will only damage Yin virtue. If you save him, you will have to One merit, you can choose it yourself."

"Okay, okay, I can't do it if I go, isn't it just to be a good person, be, be, be"

I actually don't catch a cold with Liu Laodao's words, but he said so, and I just follow suit, first transcending, and then destroying if the transcendence is not enough.

So we bought paper money offerings and so on, and rushed to Sanchakou. At this time, the fire in the ghost building had already been extinguished, but no one cleaned up the ruins, and no one knew that there were two corpses in the ruins. No matter, it's even more desolate now.

We set up offerings in front of the ghost building, burned paper money, lit candles, and then scattered the ashes of the paper money around the ghost building, leading them to us.

In the middle of the night, the wind picked up suddenly, and the surrounding ash was continuously blown up, making the haunted building become eerie.

All of a sudden, a pair of footprints appeared on the ashes of the paper money we scattered, walking towards us step by step, and a burning smell permeated the air.

"coming"

Liu Laodao and Chen Menghan yelled at the same time, and I also felt it in my heart. My hairs stood on end immediately, and I tightly squeezed the yellow paper talisman Liu Laodao gave me.

"Li Shan, stop, don't make the same mistake again and again"

Liu Laodao roared angrily in a low voice, flicking the mahogany sword in his hand, glaring at the front coldly.

Soon, those footprints stopped in front of us, and the ashes seemed to be rolled up by a tornado, slowly gathered in front of us, and finally formed a figure, which was exactly the face of Mr. Li.

"It's you, how could it be you"

A faint voice came and exploded in my ears, but it was full of surprise. Today is his first seven in Li Shan. Shouldn’t it be his son who came to worship and burn paper money? How could it be us? The one who killed him with his own hands.

"You can't think of it, in fact, I can't think of it either, I really don't know what's in your head, hmph"

I said unceremoniously, Mr. Li is pitiful, but those brothers who were killed by him are not pitiful?I still look down on people who disregard other people's lives for the sake of their own son, hum.