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

Chapter 63 Preliminary Plan
"Aha--"

Xu Ping, who walked into the yard, stretched his waist, took a closer look, and thought that this paper figurine really worked hard.

Two coffins stood beside them, waiting for the two unlucky ones.

He glanced at the working paper people approvingly, and they did a good job, then he took the door panel and walked outside.

At this moment, the sky had just darkened, and the pedestrians and vendors on the road had not completely dispersed.

He just stepped out of the door, and a man in a short skirt came to meet him, who was brought by Wang Yuanwai during the day.

"Master Xu."

The man stood in front of Xu Ping and greeted him politely.

Xu Ping frowned slightly: "Is there something wrong?"

The man looked around, took two steps closer, and said in a low voice, "My master asked me to inform you that Boss Zhao Yifa in the town and Shopkeeper Sun from the grocery store next door may be bad for you."

Xu Ping's face darkened instantly, did he give me wood, was he being targeted?
"What about others?"

The man replied truthfully, "Master has already left overnight."

After pondering for a moment, he said with a relaxed smile, "In that case, thank your family members for me."

The man responded and was about to leave, but Xu Ping suddenly remembered something and shouted, "Wait a minute."

Then, he hurried back to the shop, took out a stack of paper figurines the size of a palm, wrapped them in a cloth bag, handed them to the man, and said, "Take this back and give it to Wang Yuanwai, and tell him that if there is an emergency If there is any situation, just throw these paper figurines out, and then call my name loudly."

The man didn't know why, but he nodded to express his understanding, then took the package and left in a hurry.

Seeing the back of the man going away, Xu Ping's eyes showed a glimmer of coldness.

Boss Zhao, I am small-minded, and I will retaliate for any wrongdoing.

You have to be prepared.

At this moment, a bulge under the clothes around Xu Ping's waist kept twisting.

Seemingly feeling that his master's anger was rising, Dahei wriggled restlessly, thinking of rushing out to vent his anger on his master's behalf.

Xu Ping patted the bug wrapped around his waist.

"Don't move around, people will see that the influence is not good, and they will think that I am so old."

The Gu worm that communicated with him gradually became silent, as if saying, that's okay, I'll give big brother a face and bite him to death later.

……

At the end of the month, Xu Ping came to Yizhuang, but was surprised that Uncle Jiu was not there.

But that corpse seamer, Mr. Lin, was there, sitting alone in the courtyard, puffing away.

Look at the cigarette box on the pony pouch next to it, which shows a foreign friend holding a machete, Laodao brand cigarettes.

Xu Ping walked over, and when Mr. Lin saw it was him, he picked up the cigarette case and handed it over, "One?"

Xu Ping waved his hand, glanced at the back room, and asked, "Are you alone?"

"Hiss!" Mr. Lin took a sip and nodded, "Well, I'm done with my work. Next, Lao Jiu will be busy."

It seems that more than a dozen corpses, including Mr. Ren, have been sewn up. This old man's movements are deft enough.

It has been almost twelve hours since I left my shop yesterday, so it's no wonder that I use this thing to refresh myself.

Xu Ping has already made up his mind to find that Wutongshen and destroy him.

This time, I came here to test Uncle Jiu's tone.

In fact, there is no need to inquire, it is just a notification, and everyone will work together to create a better future.

"Then, will we just focus on dealing with that Wutong God?" Xu Ping asked.

Elder Lin took another sip until the butt of the cigarette was hot, and he couldn't bear to throw it away. After taking two puffs, he said excitedly, "You promised to help?"

Xu Ping nodded: "Just do your best."

Mr. Lin got up abruptly, mobilizing the atmosphere around him. The tangy smell of smoke covered the corpse smell on his body. He patted him on the shoulder and laughed loudly. People who are doing this will certainly not stand idly by."

"do not!"

Xu Ping waved his hand and said, "Don't flatter me, I didn't set up that sign, it was there when I was a child."

Speaking of this, he pondered for a while, and continued: "Besides, the word of peace in the world is too empty, too empty, and too fake, just talking about it, how could it be possible to take it as an ideal, isn't that a fool? .”

Mr. Lin had a funny face: "I can understand that, are you calling your ancestors all fools?"

Xu Ping's face was suffocated, and he gave the old man a blank look: "I mean, only a fool like you would think that there are people in the world who really regard world peace as a lifelong ideal. In the final analysis, that is just empty talk."

"What about you?" Elder Lin straightened his face and asked, "What is your ideal?"

Xu Ping was taken aback for a moment, and then he said loudly: "Wherever I stand, no ghosts, monsters, monsters or cholera are allowed, that's all."

"I'll kill the monsters that others can't kill, and I'll get rid of the evil that others can't get rid of. It's enough to raise the water and soil of one side and keep the other side safe."

"Good!!!" Elder Lin gave a "snap" and clapped his hands vigorously.

He looked extremely excited, with hot blood surging in his heart, and wanted to say something to relieve the blood in his heart, but he hadn't read much, so he just turned it into a sentence.

"me too."

"So am I!"

Uncle Jiu echoed from far outside the door.

Immediately, he saw a yellow figure in front, followed by two apprentices, one beautiful and one ugly.

Gu Nianhua was not willing to be left behind, and she uttered excitedly, like a nightingale crying: "Brother Xu, take me with you."

You're too good-for-nothing to handle...Xu Ping didn't hit her, but just said "um" in a perfunctory way.

Wen Cai was stunned for a moment, and said sincerely: "I'm going to make tea."

……

Sure enough, after talking about Wutongshen with Uncle Jiu.

He directly stated that he must be counted as a part of killing the evil god, otherwise he would be angry.

But after discussing for a while, they couldn't find out where the Wutongshen was hiding?
Mr. Lin has been tracking down his whereabouts, and originally he had the most right to speak, but at this moment, Xu Ping took all the limelight away.

It was mainly because of his recent encounters that he had a vague understanding of something.

"Actually, I think that bullshit evil god must have made a big move recently. We just need to pay attention to the town, if there is any trouble, or where there is a major event." Xu Ping rubbed the Dragon Well before the rain and said his judge.

Mr. Lin was puffing again, and just about to speak, he was interrupted by Uncle Jiu: "The big thing that happened recently is to bury the group of sewn corpses and find a good acupuncture point for Mr. Ren, and it will be gone. .”

This is obviously an out of reach place.

Xu Ping hurriedly replied: "Uncle Jiu, you said that Wutongshen would attack her suddenly."

He pointed at Gu Nianhua, who was listening quietly beside him, which made the latter startled and flustered.

What?Still looking for me?
Uncle Jiu nodded, without thinking: "It's very possible."

At this time, Mr. Lin saw the needles: "The Nine Yin Demon Transformation Formation has been maintained for a full 300 years, and it has only been destroyed by you in recent days. Having a body of the most Yin is just icing on the cake. Could it be that the Yin Qi absorbed for 300 years is not as good as that?" A most yin body?"

"That makes sense." Uncle Jiu changed his expression quickly.

Xu Ping didn't think so, he shook his head, and said in a deep voice: "Think about it, he has the patience to wait for 300 years, he must be sure that nothing will go wrong, as long as the probability of improving the most yin physical ability is half, he will never give up .”

When Gu Nianhua heard this, her heart trembled, her face turned pale, and she stammered, "You guys, don't you want to take me fishing?"

Seeing her expression, Xu Ping knew that she had misunderstood, and explained: "Fishing is done when the strength is clear. Now that the strength of the enemy and the enemy are unknown, if you go fishing, what if you lose the bait? "

Gu Nianhua was relieved and thought again, he really cares about me.

After pondering for a moment, Xu Ping's eyes lit up, and he thought of a way: "Uncle Jiu, since the resurrection of the Wutong God requires incense and belief, then we smashed all the nearby shrines, I don't believe he is sitting there." live."

Clean up the surrounding feudal superstitions, I'll see, where else do you get your beliefs from.

When Uncle Jiu heard this, he was shocked.

It's all smashed, what if it hits the head of my ancestor.

"This...Xiao Xu, let's discuss the smashing of temple shrines. First help Master Ren find the tomb, and then look for the whereabouts of Wutong God."

(End of this chapter)