Bai Gui Ye Xing

I was finally recognized by Mr. Liu, and I started to work in this coffin shop. In fact, Mr. Liu is a very nice person. If poor people nearby come to ask for a thin coffin, Mr. Liu will not get a penny. receive.

However, Mr. Liu did not teach me any Taoism, illusion, or divination. Instead, he told me stories every day, telling me stories about various monsters and ghosts.

According to Mr. Liu's words, anyway, my various talents are terrible, so it's better to accumulate some experience for me.

In fact, I also know that the most important thing for a Mr. Yin and Yang is to accumulate, and the various ghost stories Mr. Liu told me are not just storytelling. After telling me, he will analyze the characteristics and weaknesses of these ghosts for me.

Time passed quickly, and there were no other activities except eating, sleeping and listening to stories every day. I stayed in Mr. Liu's coffin shop for three months in a flash.

These three months have actually been quite enjoyable, and I don't have to worry about encountering any monsters like I used to. After all, with the great master Liu here, I guess there are not many monsters who dare to mess around.

Although I haven't had any monsters to make trouble in the past three months, I probably know that Mr. Liu's strength is terrifying. Among other things, Mr. Liu probably divination four or five times a day, even if his pipe is missing. Find out where it is.

If ordinary people dare to act like this, they are courting death. Divination is a question of heavenly secrets, even if they do little things like cats and dogs, they will be punished.

And Mr. Liu regards divination as frequently as drinking water. This is either a bastard, or the other possibility is that Mr. Liu has some way to escape the secret.

To be honest, I don't really want to believe that it will be the latter, because it is no longer within the reach of ordinary people, but Mr. Liu is actually using the method of divination every day, and he has not received any punishment .

Of course, I wouldn't be so stupid as to ask Mr. Liu, Mr. Liu would definitely not tell me about that kind of thing.

This day, I was lying on the Taishi chair at noon and taking a nap. Mr. Liu went out to drink tea in a teahouse, and he was very leisurely all day.

My phone rang suddenly, and I was also surprised. You must know that almost no one has called me in the past three months since I came here. When I saw it, it was actually Tai Long who called.

I quickly answered the phone and asked, "Hey, Tyrone, why did you remember to call me?"

"Do you still want your graduation certificate? The graduation ceremony is coming soon. Where are you? Hurry up and get your graduation certificate," Tai Long said over there, and then I remembered, yes, I will be graduating soon, although I Brother He Xiang left the society early, but we are both interns, so we are still studying in school.

I thought about it, and I guess it would be okay to take a few days off with Mr. Liu, so I said, "Okay, I'll come back when it's time,"

"The day after tomorrow, there will probably be a graduation party at that time. Come back quickly, don't talk about it, you will graduate soon, and there are five or six drinking parties tonight, go out and drink with them," Tai Long hung up after finishing speaking Cut off the phone.

After thinking about it, I also closed the door of the coffin shop and ran to the teahouse where Mr. Liu liked to stay.

The teahouse where Mr. Liu was located was just a facade, inside there were several tables for the Eight Immortals, and on each table sat a few old people, holding pipes, drinking tea, chatting and playing.

I took a quick glance and saw Mr. Liu inside, so I ran over and said, "Mr. Liu, my school is about to graduate, and I have to go back to get my diploma."

As soon as I opened my mouth, Mr. Liu nodded and said, "Go, go, come back quickly when you're done."

I was very happy when I heard Mr. Liu agreed. In fact, Mr. Liu is more like my master than Wu Jiu. After all, Wu Jiu didn't teach me anything, and Mr. Liu told me these ghost stories every day. , In my heart, I also regard him as a master. If he disagrees, I may not go back.

He hurriedly said goodbye to Mr. Liu, and then ran straight to the station. There was nothing to pack in the coffin shop.

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At [-] o'clock in the evening, I walked out of the Chongqing bus station and looked at the cars passing by in Chongqing. People who are used to living in it will never adapt to that kind of life.

"Hey, Tailong, where are you, what, drink, come over to eat hot pot for me, what, there are two dinners, give me a push, it's at the hot pot restaurant opposite the school, call Xiaopang, "I hung up the phone after I finished speaking.

By the way, since it is graduation, Brother Xiang must be back. I quickly took out my mobile phone and called Brother Xiang. Brother Xiang also answered the phone very quickly. As soon as he answered the phone, he asked me: "Where are you?" , Wu Jiu still didn't let me call you, where should I go to make ducks?"

"You're just a duck, fuck off, I've already returned to Chongqing, where are you?"

Wu Jiu refused to let Brother Xiang call me, probably because he was afraid of affecting my learning of Taoism with Mr. Liu.

Brother Xiang said bluntly, "I'm also in the dormitory not long after I arrived at school. Why, you want to treat me to dinner?"

"The hot pot restaurant opposite the school, hurry up, you won't have anything to eat if you come late," I hung up the phone after I finished speaking, and then took a taxi to the hot pot restaurant opposite the school.

It was already half an hour later when I arrived at He Hot Pot Restaurant. Brother Xiang and Tai Long were already in a private room on the second floor. I opened the door and walked in to see that Han Sifan was there.

Han Sifan actually wore a white skirt, she looked very ladylike.

There were only three of them inside, and they were not outsiders. I found a chair and sat down. After looking at them, they had already started eating. I quickly picked up two pieces of old meat and threw them into my mouth. It was so cool. There is no hot pot at Mr. Liu's place.

"Slow down, it's like you've never eaten meat," Han Sifan was the closest to me, and even poured me a glass of water, it was so hot that my tears almost fell down, but the hotter the more comfortable.

I nodded, looked around, and it seemed that someone was missing, so I asked: "Hey, where is the little fat man, didn't you tell him to call him?"

Unexpectedly, when I mentioned Xiaopang, the faces of the three of them changed, and I asked strangely: "Why, is it possible that he is still honorable?"

Glory means hang up.

"Glorious ass, don't mention that grandson, bastard," Brother Xiang said angrily as he threw his chopsticks.

Seeing them like this, I frowned and asked, "What's the matter, brothers and sisters have some conflicts and drink a little wine?"

Brother Xiang said, "Huizi, it's like this,"