My master is invincible

Chapter 962 Colorful Coffin (85)

Then Song Guangming glared at me, and said angrily, "I can't afford to call you Uncle Guangming. If you have any questions, you should ask someone else!"

I smiled, and without being angry, I said, "No way, at your age, Uncle Guangming can afford it."

As I said that, I was afraid that he would continue to dwell on this issue, so I quickly said: "You also know that Song Hua entrusted this funeral to Xiao Jiu, and Xiao Jiu is naturally responsible for handling this funeral well."

"Hehe!" He sneered, "On the day of opening the road, our brothers will pay a share of the money, and our brothers will also do all the etiquette, and we will never fall into the shoes of others."

I understand what he means, he is telling me that he will attend the funeral as the brother of the deceased, and he will never interfere with other matters.

I smiled and said, "Uncle Guangming, you and the deceased are compatriots, and your relationship is definitely deep. Now, the deceased has gone to hell. As an elder brother, he should take care of some funeral affairs for the deceased. A leisurely elder brother like you, It's the first time I've seen it."

What I mean by this is to satirize his inaction. His younger brother is dead, but he looks like a fine person.

His face darkened, he slapped the table with his palm, and said angrily: "Junior, this is our family matter, and it's not your turn to take care of it. If there is nothing wrong, the door is there, please go out."

I stood up, swept over them one by one, and walked straight to the door without saying a word.

When I got to the door, I stopped, turned my head to look at Song Guangming, and said with a smile: "Uncle Guangming, I don't know if you have heard a saying. It is born from the same root. Why are you so anxious? Don't forget the deceased." Your wife is still watching you."

I say this in order to know through his mouth whether the deceased's wife exists.

Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, their faces changed drastically, especially Song Guangming's whole face twitched, and he said sharply: "Boy, don't mention that woman to me, if she hadn't betrayed us back then, how could our five brothers I will nest in Shanghe Village for half my life."

Hearing these words, I looked happy. Unexpectedly, Song Guangming really knew something, so he said, "Oh! Really? On the way here, I heard from Song Qianxi that her mother will come here early tomorrow morning."

"Fuck, what the hell are you talking about? That woman has been dead for more than ten years." The third child next to Song Guangming said angrily.

My face darkened, Ma De, if this person is telling the truth, the wife of the deceased is dead, then who will be the fifth person?

After learning of this result, I didn't want to stay here for a long time, so I chatted with Song Guangming casually and prepared to leave.

Who knows, Song Guangming seemed to see something, stood up, walked up to me, and said with a sneer, "Palace Master Chen, why are you here?"

I was taken aback and said, "A few days ago!"

He snorted coldly, "Don't bullshit with me, what I asked was whether you were eavesdropping outside the door when you came here just now?"

I glanced at him in surprise, this person is not simple, but I have been in the society for almost two years, and I am not jealous, so I said: "What do you mean, eavesdropping on you?"

He sneered again and again, beckoning to the back, and several people surrounded me, seeing that the posture was about to make a move, I quickly stepped back a few steps, stared at them vigilantly, and said angrily: "What do you want to do? In the day of heaven, could it be that you want to kill me? Don’t forget that there is another person lying in the main room. If something happens to me, the deceased will not let you go.”

"Really?" Song Guangming took a few steps forward, keeping a distance of ten centimeters from me, and said, "I can only ask you, did you eavesdrop just now?"

I was about to answer no, when a voice suddenly came from behind, "Brother Nine, the village chief is here."

Turning his head, he saw that it was Lang Gao who came, followed by an old man in his seventies. The old man had silver hair and old wrinkles on his face. He was wearing a blue Chinese tunic suit and a pair of black trousers.

As soon as I saw the two of them, I felt relieved. I called out to Lang, came over, and said to Song Guangming, "That's right, I did eavesdrop just now."

When Song Guangming heard my words, his whole face was contorted into one piece, and he wanted to raise his hand to hit me several times, but after seeing the person behind me, he didn't do it for a long time, but exchanged hands with the brothers behind him. With a glance, he finally bypassed me and walked towards the old man next to Lang Gao.

This makes me a little puzzled, what is the identity of the old man?How could Song Guangming and his brothers be so obedient, and more importantly, the old man never spoke.

Immediately, I immediately followed those brothers and walked over.

When I came to the old man, I bowed slightly to the old man to express my courtesy, and stood beside Lang Gao without saying a word.

The old man smiled at me and asked me, "Are you the new Palace Master of the Eight Immortals Palace?"

As for the Song Guangming brothers, the old man seemed to have not seen them, and directly ignored their existence.

I nodded and said respectfully, "It's Xiao Jiu!"

To be honest, I don't know why, but I think this old man is very kind and gives people a very comfortable feeling.

"That's right, you have become the lord of the first palace at a young age. I give you a word, you should be calm, calm in your heart, soft in your speech, firm in your will, avoid impetuosity in your anger, avoid flamboyance in your words, avoid being full of talents, and avoid shallow learning." .”

The old man looked at me with a smile and a kind expression on his face.

I was slightly taken aback, and kept the old man's words in my heart, and said to the old man again, "What the old man said is that Xiao Jiu has been taught."

He smiled, took a look at me, and said with satisfaction: "With an upright face, the profession of the Eight Immortals is finally going to be capable."

I didn't understand what he meant, how could it involve our Eight Immortals, and was about to speak, Lang Gao gently pulled me, motioning me not to speak.

Seeing this, I had no choice but to suppress the doubts in my heart, remained silent, and pretended to be educated.

Afterwards, the old man stared at me for a while, finally nodded at me, and said, "Young man, don't forget the professional ethics of your Eight Immortals in the future."

I hummed, and bent over to the old man again to express my thanks.

I chatted with the old man here, but Song Guangming and the brothers over there stood there as if on pins and needles, and did not dare to speak, until the old man said: "Guangming, the thoughts of your brothers are like a mirror in my heart." , other words, I don’t want to say more, but I will say the same thing to you, it is destined, don’t force it, so as not to waste money and life, it is you who regret it.”

"That's what you taught me." I don't know what's going on, Song Guangming is like a grandson in front of the old man, he doesn't even have the courage to speak loudly, he is afraid that if he speaks louder, it will cause some disaster.

This made me even more curious about the identity of the old man, so I asked Lang Gao softly, "Brother, what is the origin of this old man."

"The village chief of Shanghe Village!" he whispered.

"Just the village head?" I wondered.

"Yes, just the village head, and no other identity." He said.

I was taken aback, and raised my head to glance at the old man. It's strange, it's so strange. Generally speaking, village chiefs in rural areas have the right to do so, but they definitely won't make people afraid.

Take the village head of our village as an example. The people in our village respect him, but it is limited to respect. It is definitely not fear. Once the village head does something out of the ordinary, the villagers in our village will definitely attack him.

But now this old man gave people the feeling that people were afraid from the bottom of their bones, especially Song Guangming, after seeing this old man, his whole energy seemed to be lost.

At this moment, the old man spoke. He stared at Song Guangming indifferently, and said slowly, "Guangming, can you plead guilty?"

(End of this chapter)