My master is invincible

Chapter 346 Nine Coffins (69)

After thinking about it for a while, I decided to read a few scriptures at random, and then burn a piece of paper to explain the situation to the old hero, believing that the old hero can understand our situation.

After making a decision, I sat on the ground with my eyes slightly closed, read the scriptures for half an hour, burned another five or six catties of yellow paper, and kept saying good things to the old hero.

What makes me happy is that when the paper was burned, there was no wind blowing away the yellow paper. From the outsider's point of view, this situation is normal.However, in the eyes of our Eight Immortals, as long as there is no wind to blow away the yellow paper, it means that the deceased has agreed to the request.

After burning the yellow paper, I asked Lu Yaodong to go into the temple alone to find the old hero's ghost. Lu Yaodong hesitated for a while, looked at me and said, "You mean, I go into the temple alone?"

I nodded and said, "Fatty Guo and I, stuttering, eat the dead. There is a breath in our body that will rush to the dead souls of the dead. You can only go in by yourself."

"No one has been to this 'Zhaode Temple' for decades. There may be things like snakes, insects, rats and ants inside. I have been afraid of these things since I was a child. Can you think of a way to let you accompany me in?" He said Glancing towards the temple, he trembled.

Upon hearing this, my face darkened, and I said, "Boss Lu, I have made it very clear that the three of us will rush into the old hero's undead when we go in."

"Xiao Jiu, I really dare not go in alone!" Then, Lu Yaodong took out a thick red envelope, estimated to be seven or eight thousand, handed it to me, and said, "Please think of a way."

I just let it go with a sullen face. The red envelope I accepted earlier was because it was a funeral red envelope and I deserved it, but now I can’t accept the red envelope.

I love money, I have never denied this, even now, I still love money.However, some money cannot be accepted, such as this red envelope, once accepted, the three of us will accompany him into the 'Zhaode Temple'.

Seeing that I don't want red envelopes, Lu Yaodong smiled awkwardly and said, "Do you dislike the lack of money? It doesn't matter, I still have a lot!"

As he said that, he took out six or seven red envelopes from his body, which added up to an estimated 5000 yuan.

"Boss Lu, we absolutely cannot accept this red envelope. It has nothing to do with money, but a matter of principle. You must know that many steps in funerals require a filial son to do it himself." I was a little unhappy, what happened to Lu Yaodong, I have already explained the situation to him, why would we still be asked to enter the 'Zhaode Temple'?
Hearing this, Lu Yaodong's expression darkened, and he said displeasedly, "Mr. Xiao Jiu, are you letting someone like Lu go in to die?"

I froze for a moment, looked at him suspiciously, and said, "What do you mean?"

"Hehe, what do you mean!" He sneered, took out a pistol from his body, raised it, and said, "What do you think?"

Looking at the gun, I finally understood that this Lu Yaodong is a hypocrite through and through.

Immediately, I shielded Fatty Guo and Stutter behind me, and said, "Boss Lu, I don't know what this means?"

He tapped on my head with a pistol, and said lightly: "It's very simple, the three of you will accompany me into the 'Temple of the Dead' to disperse the old man's ghost."

"Why? Aren't you always very filial?" I asked subconsciously.

"Haha, filial piety." His complexion changed, and he suddenly burst out laughing, laughing, laughing, and then cried, saying: "Hahaha, father, haha, what a ridiculous title."

As he said that, he snatched the kerosene lamp from my hand, threw it to the ground, kicked down the candle inserted next to it, stomped on it a few times, and roared angrily: "For so many years, I have been with that old man. I don't want to kill him all the time, but there are always guards near his house. Killing him means that I will spend the rest of my life in prison. I hope, I hope, I finally hope that he is dead, hahaha !"

"You!" I was trembling with anger, how could there be such a son in the world, and said angrily, "You are a fucking beast. The old hero gave birth to you, raised you, and brought you up. You don't repay the old hero's kindness of raising you, but instead ..."

Before I finished speaking, he slapped my face with his palm and said angrily: "Shut up, you know what a p, have you ever seen a father who kicked his son's life out? Tell me, how can there be such a father? Suspected more than once that I was not the old man's biological son, and secretly did several paternity tests, but... but... DNA showed that the old man was really my father!"

The more he spoke, the angrier he became, and he raised his hand and slapped his face again. The pain was burning, and he said, "Chen Jiu, you'd better be obedient, otherwise, don't blame me!"

After listening to what he said, I was stunned. As an old hero, I would never kick him somewhere. There must be some misunderstanding, so I asked him: "Why did the old hero kick... your place?" .”

"Haha, why, haha, it's just because when I was a child, I traded his exploits for a few pornographic novels." He grabbed my hair and dragged me into the temple.

I was about to shout for Stutter to take action, when I saw a few people standing behind Stutter and Fatty Guo, those people looked familiar, they seemed to be Wang Muyang's people.

Ma De, it wasn't until now that I realized that Wang Muyang was not Lu Qiusheng's man at all, but Lu Yaodong's man. Only in this way can I say that Lu Qiusheng knew that Wang Muyang had a grudge against the old hero, and he would invite Wang Muyang Come on, during this time, Lu Yaodong must have contributed a lot.

And I, in the whole funeral, was nothing more than Sabie.

Suddenly, I remembered the relationship between Master Jiang and Lu Yaodong. Could it be that Master Jiang is also from Lu Yaodong?This... this... this is incredible.

I didn't care about the pain coming from below me, I grabbed the steps of the temple and asked him: "Master Jiang is your man?"

He froze for a moment, didn't answer me immediately, but raised the gun in his hand and smashed it on my head, saying: "Boy, don't talk so nonsense, go in and break up that old thing's undead."

"You...you..., since Wang Muyang is your person, why bother to let me come to the 'Zhaode Temple', just let him come over." I said this verbally, but my heart was like a mirror, no matter what Be it Taoist priests, monks, metaphysicians, or us low-level coffin bearers, there is a big taboo, destroying people's souls, otherwise, the sky will be thundered.

Although the soul is invisible and intangible, there are written records in some ancient books that through certain means, a person's soul can be broken up and disappeared between heaven and earth, ending that person's afterlife.

Thinking of this, my heart was burning with anger. That Wang Muyang must be taboo to destroy the soul of the old hero. He was hit by thunder and bombardment from the next day, so he attracted me, Shabi, to the "Zhaode Temple", and used my hand to destroy the soul of the old hero. The soul of a hero.

ps: I hope that after reading this book, you can share this book on Qzone or WeChat, so that more people can understand the industry of coffin-carriers. Xiao Jiu clasped his fists here to say thank you to everyone. In terms of updates, Xiao Jiu will try his best hurry up.

(End of this chapter)