My master is invincible

Chapter 169 Yang Coffin (22)

I froze for a moment, pointed to the coffin, and said flatly, "It's inside!"

Yu Qian glanced at me suspiciously, walked quickly to the coffin, her complexion turned pale immediately, and said angrily: "Chen Jiu, you are ignoring death, it is equivalent to murder, I have the right to go to the court to sue you!"

Her words reminded me that bad people have their own laws to punish them. How is this different from murder?What's the difference with Boss Yu?
Thinking of this, I bent down and stretched out my hand to break the dead man's hand. Once I exerted force, it didn't move at all, and I tried harder, but it still didn't move at all.

"Come and help!" I called out to Yu Qian who was stunned by the side.

The two of us stretched out our hands to grab the arm of the deceased, and tried our best to break it upwards, but we couldn't move it.Yu Qian was a little anxious, "What's going on! I heard from those uncles and aunts that my grandmother was alive, but why did she die again! They even dragged my father in."

I didn't answer her question. I went to the front of the coffin, found some yellow paper, lighted it with fresh incense, and said, "Kneel in front of the coffin and try to speak nice things, things that your grandmother is usually easily moved by."

Then, I found a kitchen knife, stood on the head of the deceased, waved it in the sky, and roared in my mouth: "People have human nature, ghosts have ghosts, and the kindness and grudges in life are fair in the laws of the world. Don’t let yourself violate the precept of killing, fall into that hell, and break your own cycle of reincarnation just because of a moment of resentment.”

While I was saying this, I asked Yu Qian to kowtow. I didn’t know what was going on. Just after my words fell, the atmosphere in the mourning hall became very strange. The yellow paper burned next to the coffin was blown away by the wind. Rolled up, formed a vortex and flew towards the door.

When I saw this situation, I was taken aback, Ma De, this is the yellow paper that the deceased did not accept Yu Qian, and he wanted to take revenge.I regretted my impulsiveness a little. If the deceased killed Boss Yu, I would kill someone.

Ignoring the respect for the deceased, he took a kitchen knife and slashed at the head of the deceased, angrily saying: "No matter what resentment you have, you can only show it at the funeral. If you hurt Yu Qingsheng, don't blame me for chopping it." your body."

Just when the kitchen knife was about to hit the dead man's head, I saw that the dead man's arm seemed to be loose, and I yelled at Yu Qian: "Quick, take her arm away."

I was afraid that the dead man's arm would become stiff again, so I didn't dare to take the kitchen knife away, so I kept turning my face and said in a vicious voice: "It's against the law of heaven to kill people, don't blame my ruthless men."

Then Yu Qian listened to my words, stretched out her hand to break the dead man's hand, just like that casually, the dead man's hand let go, compared to before, this time I don't know how many times easier.

Afterwards, I put down the kitchen knife and carried Boss Yu out of the coffin. His face was livid, he was breathing heavily, his eyes looked at me incredulously, and he pointed at what I wanted to say, but in the end he didn't speak, so he just told me He said, "It's good to handle the funeral of my mother well."

For this kind of hypocrite, I really want to beat him up, but this is not in line with the rules of our Eight Immortals, so I ignored him and asked Yu Qian to send him to the hospital. It is best not to appear at the funeral again, otherwise, I don’t promise that I won’t accident.

Yu Qian took a deep look at me, bowed to me, and said, "You must remember what I told you last night."

I nodded and told her to take Boss Yu to the hospital immediately.

After they left, I sat alone in the mourning hall, feeling a bit bitter in my heart, Ma De, the deceased turned out to be like a living person after death, how many strange things will happen during the funeral, what the hell is it called a million funerals? To die.

After thinking about it, since it was the next step, I had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue.So many people watched it at the beginning, and if they regretted it, they would not want to mess around in Dongxing Town in the future. They could only obediently listen to their father and go to work in the Guangzhou shoe factory.

At this moment, seven or eight people walked in at the door, the leader Gao Lao, followed by some familiar faces, all of them were the Eight Immortals who were living with me, and I didn't know what was going on. Especially bitter, with a feeling of encountering an old friend in a different place.

Gao Lao led the Eight Immortals to me, took a look at the mourning hall, and asked suspiciously: "Chen Eight Immortals, what's the matter? Why are these millions of funerals so deserted? What's the matter with the coffin? What about the kitchen knife on the ground? What's going on? Why didn't the longevity lamps light up after the deceased was buried. "

To be honest, I don't think I have much fame in Dongxing Town, and I don't think I have much ability.I just feel that with such a group of Eight Immortals following me, supporting me and helping me, I will have the reputation of Chen Eight Immortals, and only then will such funeral directors believe in me.

In front of these Eight Immortals, I felt like a child seeing the elders, raised my head and glanced at them, and told Gao Lao and them everything that happened before, even the matter of picking up Boss Yu and putting him in the coffin come out.

After hearing what I said, Gao Lao was the first to get angry, "Fucking shit, this Yu is no better than a pig or a dog, and his biological mother can do it well."

"Ma De, I heard people say that the hearts of rich people are vicious. I didn't quite believe it. Now that I meet Yu, I completely believe it. It's not just vicious, it's like a viper." The person who spoke It was the thin monkey that I carried the Linglong Blood Monument.

"Chen Baxian, it's not that my uncle said you, you shouldn't have rescued him and let him die in the coffin, so that you can relieve your hatred."

Those Eight Immortals cursed angrily one by one, none of them said they were afraid, they all scolded Boss Yu, and several people even dragged me to the outside of the mourning hall, cursing and saying: "Holding a funeral for such a rich and unkind person, Don’t give me any more money.”

"Luo Donggua, please don't make such a fuss. Since Chen Baxian has taken over the funeral, let's leave like this. How is that different from Liu Kai? Don't forget that our responsibility is to the dead, as for the living Let him do whatever he wants, we just have a clear conscience. Therefore, we must not only continue this funeral, but also do our best with our hearts. With this funeral, we, the Eight Immortals, can make a name for themselves in Dongxing Town."

Gao Lao scolded the person who pulled me, turned his head to look at me, and said: "Chen Baxian, you are not young anymore, pay attention to controlling your emotions next time, and don't do excessive things to the master just because of your emotions. The person surnamed Yu died in the coffin. Not only will you bear the burden of a human life, but you will also make the deceased have a bad life in the underworld. Fortunately, you rescued him, otherwise your sin would be serious. How could we Eight Immortals do that? Something harmful?"

I nodded and looked at the group of Eight Immortals in front of me, feeling warm in my heart. They are the only ones who will never leave me, and will follow me no matter what the funeral. The coffin was not easy to carry, but they still came. After hearing the reaction of the deceased, they were not afraid, but they were not convinced by the host.

(End of this chapter)