The years when I opened a coffin shop in the world of Ninth Uncle

Chapter 48
"Daoist Baiyun, Taoist Baiyun."

Wang Yuanwai yelled twice at the door, and a weak voice came from the room: "Is it Wang Yuanwai, please come in."

"Squeak!"

As soon as he entered the door, Xu Ping smelled the strong fragrance of medicine, and immediately raised his eyes to look over.

Lying on the bed was a naked middle-aged man with a square face, pale face, and white gauze wrapped around his bare chest, faintly bloody.

Uncle Jiu also looked this person up and down.

Seeing the two people behind Wang Yuanwai, the Daoist Baiyun was taken aback for a moment, and asked, "Wang Yuanwai, who are these two?"

After all, it was because of his own family affairs that he suffered this. Although he was not good enough, Wang Yuanwai still maintained his etiquette. He pointed to Uncle Jiu and introduced, "This is Uncle Jiu from the town next door, who was born in Maoshan. "

"This is Mr. Xu Ping, uh, he is also an expert."

"This girl is Uncle Jiu's apprentice."

Wang Yuanwai finished introducing them one by one.

Uncle Jiu cupped his hands, hugged left and right to salute, and said: "This fellow Taoist, a disciple of the impoverished Daoist Maoshan Dinghu, Taoist name Yimei."

Dinghu real person, one of Maoshan's three great achievements.

Daoist Baiyun was slightly moved, showing a little respect.

Although he was lying on the bed, he did not lose his etiquette, and he cupped his hands: "Poverty Dao Baiyun, practice in the Qingfeng Temple."

When he raised his hand, he touched the wound on his chest, and grinned in pain.

But seeing him saluting just now, Uncle Jiu couldn't help frowning at this moment.

Generally speaking, when Taoist priests greet each other, they always clasp their left hand with their right hand.

The implication is that the left side is good and the right side is evil, and be kind to others.

And clasping the left hand with the right hand is a bowing salute that is only used when a person dies.

This Daoist Baiyun is actually clasping his left hand with his right hand, what does this mean?
Uncle Jiu's face changed slightly, and he didn't speak any more, thinking that he met a fellow Taoist, but he turned out to be a liar.

Gu Nianhua had just learned this, and her memory was still fresh, she thought she had made a mistake, so she blurted out: "Hey, that's not right, why are you..."

"Little flower!"

Uncle Jiu shouted.

Gu Nianhua looked sideways, although she didn't understand why, she didn't speak again.

Xu Ping, who was standing beside him, observed the change in Uncle Jiu's mood, and asked softly, "Uncle Jiu, what's the problem?"

Uncle Jiu turned his head and said in a voice only he could hear: "He should be a fake Taoist priest."

Hearing Uncle Nine's words, Xu Ping was surprised. In front of him was the one who claimed to be Daoist Baiyun.

He didn't lie.

Sensing that there was an evil spirit lingering in the room, Xu Ping locked him with the qi technique from the moment he entered the room.

There are no strange monsters that can escape my eyes... But after Xu Ping observed, he found that although there was evil spirit, it was nothing more than that.

The evil spirit is not exclusive to the wicked.

Like the angry-eyed Vajra of Buddhism, when using Buddhist physics and Dharma to save ghosts and monsters, there is also a sound of evil spirit.

But it cannot be said that he is not a good person.

Xu Ping didn't point out his evil spirit, but just planned to continue to observe to see if there was any collusion between the Taoist priest in front of him and the monster.

With an enthusiastic attitude, he walked to the side of the bed with a concerned expression: "Daoist Baiyun, how is your injury..."

Speaking of this, he seemed to have just remembered, and said: "Hey, Uncle Jiu, don't you know some medical skills, why don't you show this priest?"

Although Uncle Jiu thinks that Baiyun is actually a fake Taoist priest, maybe a wild Taoist priest, he doesn't discriminate against him.

In Jianghu, there is a theory of Wild Maoshan, and the number of disciples is several times higher than that of the orthodox Maoshan disciples.

He was able to fight and kill monsters without thinking about his own body, but was injured and lay on the hospital bed because of it.

Regardless of whether he is a true Taoist or a false Taoist, he is respected.

Thinking of this, Uncle Jiu also smiled, and did not expose him, but instead said with concern: "Fellow Daoist Baiyun, I have a golden sore medicine that is specially designed to treat demon poison. If you don't mind it, it will be just right for you."

Daoist Baiyun was stunned for a moment, looking at Xu Ping and Uncle Jiu in front of him, he was a little flattered: "Don't bother you two, Baiyun's injury is mostly healed, and I feel really sorry for making everyone miss you so much."

"Hey, you're welcome, Taoist priest, you must." Xu Ping stretched out his hand to untie the gauze on his chest with a look of enthusiasm.

After all, Gu Nianhua is a girl. Seeing this, she couldn't help turning her back and looking around.

Baiyun was lying on the bed, weak and weak, although he didn't stop saying no, but he couldn't resist him, and did whatever he wanted.

But at this time, he realized that something was wrong.

The young man in front of him seemed to be too enthusiastic, which was puzzling.

Bai Yun was puzzled.

Xu Ping easily untied his gauze, revealing the shockingly hideous wound on his chest.

Within the line of sight, three-inch-long claw marks crawled all over the chest from right to left, and the scarlet flesh and blood on the wound were turned out, and the skin was ripped apart. It must not be fake.

Really a nice guy? !
It is the lack of awareness of one's own strength, and no point in one's mind.

Uncle Jiu didn't talk nonsense, and took out the golden sore medicine, "Fellow Daoist Baiyun, bear with it a little bit, it hurts a little bit."

As he spoke, he sprinkled the powder in the bottle on the wound.

Severe pain hit his whole body, and Bai Yun's face changed drastically, turning into a liver color in an instant.

My heart screamed wildly, do you call this a little pain?
At any rate, the wound was re-applied with medicine and bandaged. Xu Ping tied it with a bow tie in a nasty way.

After a long time, Bai Yundao held back three words:

"thank you!"

……

Another chat.

From Bai Yun's mouth, he learned that a few days ago, he noticed that the Wang family was filled with evil spirits, so he came to visit.

At a glance, he saw through the fact that Miss Wang was haunted by monsters.

As for her identity being exposed, she became angry from embarrassment and directly scratched her.

Daoist Baiyun accidentally made a move, was stabbed by a sharp claw, and then lay here.

If it wasn't for forcibly moving a body position at that critical moment, he would have been robbed of his heart and died.

As the saying goes, walls have ears, and the news of the monster haunting still spread.

The mayor immediately withdrew the marriage, and no one showed up.

Wang Yuanwai recalled the danger of that day again, and spoke out angrily and vowed, "Don't worry, Taoist priest. When the Taoist priest recovers from his injuries and leaves, there will be a big thank you. Please don't refuse the Taoist priest."

"Poverty doesn't mean that."

Bai Yun covered up the greed in his eyes, he glanced at Uncle Jiu, and said righteously: "It's just gold and silver things... how can a poor man take it to heart, but he couldn't get rid of that monster, I'm really ashamed."

Hehe... The corners of Xu Ping's mouth twitched and he sneered a bit, but being greedy for money seemed normal.

Why do you want to pretend?

After listening to Uncle Jiu, he stopped looking at him with tinted glasses, and couldn't help feeling a little sympathetic: "Don't be like this, fellow Taoist. Throughout the ages, how many people have sacrificed themselves for others like you."

Sure enough, they are like-minded people!

"Uh..." Daoist Baiyun froze for a moment, then lowered his head: "Ashamed, ashamed!"

And at this moment, Gu Nianhua looked at a yellow drapery hanging on the wall by the door, and asked, "Wow, Daoist Baiyun, you have as many magical artifacts as Master."

With that said, she leaned over.

Daoist Baiyun's expression changed drastically, and he roared angrily, "Little girl, don't touch that."

Gu Nianhua trembled in fright and froze in place.

She was a little curious and wanted to go over to have a look, but didn't intend to reach out.

Xu Ping was taken aback for a moment. Through the technique of labor, he could clearly feel that this Taoist Baiyun was really in a hurry.

He also followed his gaze, looked over, and then noticed a cloth bag on the wall.

The two pockets of the cloth bag are bulging, revealing a lot of corners of magic weapons.

At a glance, yellow flags, wooden swords, paper umbrellas...these are all ordinary things.

Very common, Uncle Jiu also has it.

But it was these ordinary things that made Daoist Baiyun on the bed anxious.

Even just now, when he wanted to get up, the wound was a little cracked, and the gauze was stained red with blood.

"Xiao Hua, don't be rude." Jiu Shu shouted.

Gu Nianhua pursed her mouth, complaining of grievance, "Master, I didn't want to touch his things."

Suspicion suddenly arose in Xu Ping's heart, and he calmly applied the Zhan Wang Qi technique to the cloth bag.

His eyes were sore, and there was a surge of energy in his vision, Xu Ping looked intently.

On the cloth bag hanging by the wall, strands of black air and yellow smoke are constantly intertwined.

Suddenly, Xu Ping's eyes moved slightly.

In the bag, a ferocious grimace suddenly appeared, with evil spirits steaming, and his eyes were scarlet, staring at everyone on the field.

Damn!

This Taoist is really not a good person.

　Thanks to the three book friends Chizi Xincheng, Lin Xu, and Lost My Heart to Antarctica for their rewards.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)