My master is invincible

Chapter 1002 Colorful Coffin (125)

Thinking of this, I really wish I could tear that void alive.

Ma De, this old boy is so wicked, if the situation is not forced, the ghost will cooperate with him.

"Ninth Brother!" Seeing that I hadn't said anything, Yang Yan came over and asked, "What's the cover for this coffin?"

I frowned, and told them what I was worried about, and calculated the birthday of the deceased with my fingers. The auspicious time for sealing the coffin was around 4 o'clock in the middle of the night, and [-] o'clock was suitable for going out.

After they heard this, Li Jiangang asked me: "Palace Master, if it is true as you said, if something goes wrong with the coffin sealing, will we..."

I understood what he meant, nodded and didn't speak.

On the contrary, Han Jingui said from the side, "Master, do you think this is okay? Don't we have the Fire Dragon Chunyang Sword? Can we tie this Fire Dragon Chunyang Sword to the colorful coffin so that it can drive away evil spirits?" Second, it can calm down some lonely ghosts around."

I understand the method he said, and it is also the method I plan to use first.

However, this method can be said to have advantages and disadvantages. The advantage is that, as Han Jingui said, one can drive away evil spirits, and the other can restrain lonely souls and wild ghosts.

The downside is that the fire dragon pure yang sword is too powerful, and if one is not careful, it can easily dissipate the soul of the dead. This is not the result I want to see.

Based on this, I did not agree with this method, so I said: "I'm afraid this is not appropriate!"

Then Han Jingui was stunned for a moment, and said in a low voice: "Palace Master, are you worried that the Fire Dragon Chunyang Sword is too powerful?"

I hummed.

He laughed and said, "This is simple. Didn't I teach you the Chunyang swordsmanship? You can try the first form, maybe it will work!"

"What if it's useless?" I said in a low voice.

"Huh?" His expression faltered, and he hesitated, "This... this..., I haven't considered it."

Hearing this, I almost didn't curse out loud. This coffin cannot be sloppy. Although the Fire Dragon Chunyang Sword is a good thing, and the Chunyang Sword Technique is also useful in funerals, it is really not suitable for the current situation. use.

Could it be that he could only watch the coffin open?

For a moment, all of us fell into silence, no one spoke, and the atmosphere became extremely frozen at this moment.

After being silent for about 5 minutes, Han Jingui smiled awkwardly and said to me: "Palace Master, I still have a way, but... I don't know if you understand."

"What way?" I asked with a smile on my face.

"Hurri!" He whispered these two words softly.

I don't understand, Huri?What the hell, just ask him: "What do you mean?"

He said: "Palace Master, think about it, did the deceased die on Qingming Festival?"

I nodded, the deceased did die on Ching Ming Festival.

He also said: "In the eyes of our Eight Immortals, there is a kind of toad calculation, which can calculate whether a person is a Huri when he dies. Once it is a Huri, I have a way to decipher it."

This Han Jingui has a way to crack it?
I looked at him suspiciously.

Immediately, I immediately remembered that this Han Jingui used to be the lord of the Palace of Eight Immortals, so he should have some skills, but... this is the first time I heard of this toad's calculation, so I asked him, "What is a toad's calculation?"

He thought for a while and explained: "This is a common name. Its scientific name seems to be Ding Jia. I heard from Brother Yang that the reason why the Palace Master entered the profession as the Eight Immortals seems to have learned some Ding Jia. I don't know..."

Before he finished speaking, I immediately echoed: "The Burial of Liu Ding Liu Jia?"

He was taken aback, "No, it seems that it's not the burial chapter, but the entry into the land. I don't know... Does the palace master understand?"

"Entering the ground?" I was a little confused. Since I learned the Liuding Liujia Burial Scriptures, I have focused on the funeral and rarely touched other things. If it wasn't because the burial required some knowledge of Feng Shui, I reckoned He doesn't even bother to learn Feng Shui.

There's nothing I can do about it. I'm just like this. Whatever I do, I'm determined to learn it.

That Han Jingui nodded, stared at me for a while, and sighed: "It seems that the palace master will not be able to."

Hearing this, I looked a little depressed. I finally saw a little hope, but I didn’t expect to die like this. When I was about to give up, I suddenly thought of a person, Mr. Jiang. He claimed to be my senior brother. I don’t know if he understood.

Without any hesitation, I took out my mobile phone and called Mr. Jiang, maybe it was because of midnight, the phone rang for a long time before there was a lazy voice, he said: "Xiao Jiu, what's the matter in the middle of the night? "

At first I didn't feel much when I heard this voice, but the next voice made me have a different view of Mr. Jiang.

The voice said, "Brother Jiang, who is it!"

Note that this voice is a woman's voice, a little vicissitudes, but also a pleasant feeling.

Listening to this voice, I always blushed, Ma De, isn't Mr. Jiang single, could it be...?
I suddenly remembered that in Quyang, Master Jiang had a son named He Jianhua, and I still had some conflicts, that is to say, this female voice is He Jianhua's mother?
"Brother, is it inconvenient?" I joked to Master Jiang on a whim.

I say this because Mr. Jiang has always given me a serious feeling and rarely shows embarrassment.

"Go, go, go, children, don't talk nonsense, talk about business!" Master Jiang replied to me angrily.

Ok!

He said that, what else can I say, coughed a few times, and said: "Brother, I am looking for you in the middle of the night, I am really sorry, I am really helpless, so I can only ask you for advice?"

"Oh?" He was taken aback for a moment, and asked in doubt, "What happened?"

"I don't know senior brother, but do you know the chapter of Liu Ding Liu Jia entering the land?" I asked.

"Well, I understand a little bit, what's the matter?" he said.

I looked happy, and my breathing became a little short, so I asked him: "Then... do you know what Huri is?"

"Huri?" The other end of the phone paused, and said, "Understand a little bit! I'm not very proficient. Why, did you encounter Huri's funeral?"

As he said that, he seemed to think of something, and quickly said, "Why did you forget this? Are you talking about the funeral in Shanghe Village?"

"Yeah!" I quickly responded.

"Here, let's call the sun! How should I put it, it is a relatively common crime in funerals, and there are several types of calls, one is the coffin call, the other is the tomb call, and the other is the human call. There is another kind of Huri that you mentioned, that is, Rihu.”

After speaking, Master Jiang yawned and whispered, "Hua'er, make me a cup of tea to wake me up."

When Mr. Jiang said this, his voice was very soft. I reckoned that he was covering his phone, but I still heard it.

This made me breathe a sigh of relief. Frankly speaking, at first I was a little worried that Master Jiang would ruin his image in my heart if he went out to look for that. He Jianhua's mother was together.

(End of this chapter)