My master is invincible

Chapter 889 Colorful Coffin (12)

Seeing that my expression was wrong, Han Jingui gritted his teeth and said, "Fifteen thousand!"

"No!" I directly rejected his proposal without thinking, and said, "Eight thousand! After this funeral, the funeral expenses are divided into several levels, the lowest is eight thousand, and the highest is no more than thirty thousand. Ask the master for a red envelope, of course, the master should give you one red envelope."

When I said this, my tone was very strong, mainly because Han Jingui touched my bottom line.

As soon as the words were finished, the village chief's eyes lit up and he asked me, "Young man, you really mean what you say."

"One word from a gentleman, four horses are hard to follow!" I hummed and said this to the village chief.

"Palace Master!" Han Jingui pulled me, "If you do this, you will offend many people!"

I glared at him and said, "Don't raise the funeral expenses for fear of offending others. Whose family has no parents? Whose family doesn't have an old man who died? We are the Eight Immortals, not bastards who use funerals to make themselves rich."

"But..." Han Jingui seemed to want to say something else, so I gave up and said, "Am I still the lord of the Eight Immortals Palace? Are my words still useful?"

"Palace Master!" Han Jingui nodded helplessly and stopped talking. However, I could see from his expression that he seemed to be quite disgusted with reducing the funeral expenses.

Seeing that Han Jingui hadn't spoken, the village chief said to me: "Young man, as long as your words mean what you say, the old man will risk his life and help you drive You Shusong out."

I smiled slightly, "It's not that serious, as long as you can help restrain You Shusong, we Eight Immortals will handle the rest. As for the funeral expenses, I, Chen Jiu, swore on the same day that unless I die, otherwise, just now Words are always valid."

"Good, good, good!" The village head said three good things in a row, and poured me another glass of boiling water. It is worth mentioning that he poured a lot of honey into the boiling water this time, and served it again. Some fruits came out, and he promised again that he would definitely cooperate with us fully.

Regarding this, I was not polite to him, so I asked the village chief to help you say something bad about You Shusong, and then You Shusong was charged with some crimes, and I tried to drive that You Shusong out this time.

I thought the village chief would dislike my actions, but he said something even worse, "I remember that You Shusong used to peek at women taking a bath when he was a child. Do you want to add this to the story?"

I was speechless for a while, saying that Jiang is old and spicy, which is absolutely true, so I discussed with the village chief for a while, and basically hoped that the village chief would bring some people to express some burial wishes to You Shusong when he talked with You Shusong later. Will, and asked the village chief to bring the entire Xiahe Village villagers to Shanghe Village early tomorrow morning to help me with the funeral.

The village head didn't say anything, and immediately agreed, and asked me if I wanted to bring more people, and said yes, he could go to the nearby villages to lobby and bring more people to support the scene.

I declined the village head's kindness and asked him to take the villagers with him.

Afterwards, Han Jingui and I thanked the village head and left directly.

When I was leaving the door, those two people were still there before, and they cross-examined me a few more times. I told a few lies at random, and then I left Xiahe Village, and then met Yang Yan and Gao Lao at the entrance of the village. The affairs of the village head's family were told one by one.

After they heard this, the old man looked at me appreciatively, and said, "Chen Baxian, you did a good job. We are all rural people, and we know that it is not easy to get money from the countryside. If a funeral costs [-] yuan, some people think it will cost [-] yuan." It takes three years to save enough."

I hummed, and turned my head to glance at Han Jingui. He was sullen and didn't speak.

How could I not know what he meant, and it wasn't because I was blaming me for lowering the funeral expenses. I wanted to have a few words with him, but Han Jingui looked at me with a strange look, as if he was full of hostility.

This made me stunned for a moment, and when I looked at him again, I found that he had returned to his previous appearance. Could it be that I was wrong?wrong!He definitely had that look just now.

Immediately, I immediately remembered Lang Gao's words. Then Lang Gao told me to beware of Han Jingui. Is Lang Gao's words going to be fulfilled?

To be honest, during this period of time in the Eight Immortals Palace, I am very grateful to Han Jingui. It can even be said that he gave me the feeling of an elder and took good care of us juniors. Only when it comes to funerals, Han Jingui never told me. I said a word.

Sometimes, I asked him how the funeral expenses are here, and he always changed the topic every time.

It wasn't until I heard what the village chief said that I knew that the funeral expenses here are so high. If there is nothing tricky in the process, I definitely don't believe it. I even suspect that Han Jingui should have filled his own pocket.

At this point in my thoughts, I looked at Han Jingui and said, "Old Han, what do you think about reducing funeral expenses?"

"You are the palace lord, you have the final say!" He said a word indifferently.

I said oh, I know that the gap between us has come out, in private, I want to explain a few words to him, but when I think of the expensive funeral expenses, I choose to avoid speaking, and I didn't talk to him again, He found a fairly clean place at the entrance of the village and sat down, planning to wait for You Shusong to come back.

After waiting for about seven or eight minutes, Han Jingui walked up to me and said, "Palace Master, I still have some private matters. I'll go back first and come back later."

I know he has a problem with me now, and I didn't keep him.

What I didn't expect was that before he left, he asked Li Jiangang and Feng Tiao Yushun four brothers, "I have something to do with my family and I need your help, is it convenient for you?"

As soon as I heard this, I immediately understood what he meant. He was planning to break up with me. Considering that You Shusong was coming soon, I didn't want to have a disagreement with him at this time, so I pretended that I didn't understand what he meant, but put His eyes turned to Li Jiangang's four brothers who followed the wind and tuned Yushun.

"Old Han! What's the rush? You Shusong is coming soon, so it's inappropriate for you to leave now?" Li Jiangang frowned.

"That's right! Old Han, it's not good to leave the Palace Master alone like this!" the eldest of the four Feng Tiao Yu Shun brothers muttered.

"It's okay, the palace lord should be enough with a few of you!"

After Han Jingui left such a sentence, he turned and walked in another direction. Li Jiangang yelled a few times from behind, but Han Jingui left without looking back.

Looking at his back, my heart was astringent, and I let out a heavy sigh, feeling extremely depressed.

For Han Jingui's departure, I don't blame him.After all, the meaning of life is different for everyone. He may just value money more, which makes the funeral expenses quite high, or maybe his family has a heavy burden, and all expenses are paid by being an immortal. The reason may be Only he himself knows.

After Han Jingui left, Li Jiangang asked the reason, and I told him, without hiding anything, that it might be because of the reduction in funeral expenses.

After hearing this, he was silent for a while, and said, "Palace Master, I listen to you. We Eight Immortals are originally farmers. Carrying coffins is just extra income. We can't be too black-hearted."

The four Fengtunyushun brothers nodded and moved closer to me.

"Huh!" I breathed out without saying a word, and gave each of them a cigarette, but I kept thinking in my heart, why are we being a picture of the Eight Immortals?If you want money, you don't have money, if you want fame, you don't have a name. It can even be said that you don't see any future.

At this moment, Yang Yan pulled me and said in a low voice: "Ninth Brother, is that man You Shusong!"

Hearing this, I turned my head and saw that the person who came was You Shusong. I don't know why, but suddenly an unknown fire burst out in my heart. Su Mengke's death had an inseparable relationship with this person.

(End of this chapter)