Eat the incense of the world, I am actually the underworld

Chapter 37
"Bought?"

In front of the guest room of the drumming class in Tian'an Village, Wei Lai raised his eyebrows and frowned, unable to hide his surprise.

"That's right, it's a young Taoist priest who has just left. Maybe he bumped into him when he came here."

After Master Zhong finished speaking, he couldn't help asking:
"Sir, isn't that pair of cymbals some kind of curio from last year?"

Wei Lai saw Master Zhong's expression of hope and frustration, and knew what he was struggling with, so he smiled and said:

"That's not an antique, it's just a Buddhist artifact."

"Buddhist magic weapon?"

Master Zhong was confused, but he was relieved.

If this is really some kind of antique sold cheaply by him, I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep well tonight.

"Mr., have you ever heard the opera "Mulian Rescue Mother"?"

"Sir, you are joking. As a country music player, how have we ever heard of opera? Even if we have, we can't name it. We just listen to it in a muddleheaded way."

Master Zhong looked embarrassed.

"The old man has a chance to ask the storyteller to listen to it. In the opera, what Mulian throws is a cymbal. This is a kind of magic weapon used for Buddhism, just like the Buddhist beads and the Sanskrit bell."

Wei Lai didn't turn around to look for it, but patiently explained.

"Mr. said Buddha beads, so we understand. I wondered what kind of antiques it was. Why did so many people come looking for it overnight."

Master Zhong breathed a sigh of relief.

"After all, it's a rare ghost marriage. There are so many people watching the excitement, it's inevitable that someone knows it, and it's inevitable that they will find it if they are happy to see it."

"That makes sense. It's also the first time we've played against a big family. It's really rare."

"Since the cymbals have been sold by the old man, Xiaosheng will not bother you anymore. Farewell!"

"Sir go slow!"

Wei Lai cupped his hands, turned and left.

In addition to feeling a bit annoyed in my heart, I also felt a bit of sympathy for each other.

If he guessed correctly, the person who bought the cymbals must be the young Taoist priest he met at the stairs.

Come to think of it, he is also a wonderful person.

When you find a treasure, you would rather wait for the master to complete the ghost marriage before you come to get it. There is a limit to the fight, and he is a person who can make friends.

Hope to see you again!
Wei Lai smiled slightly, walked out of the inn, and looked up at the sky.

In the dim night, the bright moon hangs high, and the stars are dim.

"It's still early, wait a little longer, wait until everyone is asleep, and then start."

After losing his thoughts, he immediately returned to the sojourn restaurant and waited silently.

The night is getting darker.

"Bang! Bang!"

"It's four o'clock when it's ugly, the sky is dry and things are dry, be careful of fire and candles!"

Just after the fourth watch, there was a squeak, and after the slight sound of opening the window, a figure, like a ghost, stepped on the blue tiles and pottery shards, took the dark alley, and walked towards the brightly lit place!

Qian Dayuan is worthy of being the boss of Wanbao Commercial Bank, even in the dead of night, the mansion is still brightly lit.

Red lanterns are hung high.

Wei Lai walked in the shadows, climbed over the fence, crossed the veranda, and saw a big red coffin parked alone in the front yard of the inverted house.

On the coffin head offering table, tablets, melons and fruits, and livestock tributes are all available.

Beside the coffin, there were two sleepy night watch servants.

Wei Lai made a formula, and two magic lights popped out, falling on the servant to prevent him from being awakened by the opening of the coffin.

After doing all this, he walked to the coffin, clasped one hand on the coffin board, exerted a sudden force, and closed the coffin with nails, which could not stop his strength at all.

Amidst the creaking sound, it suddenly set off.

Wei Lai looked at it with his eyes, and the picture was very different from what he expected, causing his pupils to dilate suddenly, and his figure was like a rainbow, and he quickly jumped back.

Like water and moonlight leaking into the coffin, the gloomy thing was illuminated as if it were daytime.

But under the moonlight, a figure suddenly jumped up from the coffin, turned his head and looked over.

"It's you?"

Wei Lai was shocked when he saw it, but he saw that the person in the coffin was the young Taoist priest who passed by on the stairs of the inn.

"Did you take the wrong script?"

Mo Chuan looked at the young man dressed as a scholar in front of him with a strange expression, and the absurdity welled up in his heart.

"Script? What is this?" Wei Lai looked bewildered.

"Don't worry about it! It's midnight, you don't sleep, why are you here?" Mo Chuan asked.

"Of course it's saving lives! By the way, where is the woman in the coffin?"

"It looks like I really got the wrong script."

Mo Chuan muttered.

This is too coincidental, and at the same time, he found that the cymbal was nothing more than that, but he even wanted to save people, and he would not be able to deal with this matter.

"Do you know the woman in the coffin?"

Mo Chuan didn't answer, but asked instead.

If you ask where the woman in the coffin has gone?
But he was temporarily placed in the Dao Furnace for Sacrifice.

"I don't know. I heard that he is not dead, so I came here to have a look."

"Oh? What if it's not dead?"

"Of course I rescued him. Well, why is Fellow Daoist lying in the coffin?"

"There is a missing person in the coffin, so the poor can't make up for it?"

Mo Chuan had a joking look on his face.

Wei Lai smiled, cupped his hands with a straight face and said:
"It's true that the hero sees the same thing, Xiaosheng also intends to lie in the coffin, and will meet that evildoer!"

"It's easy to say, come, come, let the coffin lie down for you!"

Mo Chuan jumped up and waved.

"Xiaosheng, thank you fellow daoist for cutting your love!"

"The forest is really big and there are all kinds of birds. A coffin board is also a treasure."

"Hey, there is a saying, it is better to try on a coffin than to try on someone's shoes. The coffin is pressed to life, and the event of great joy, Xiaosheng is naturally a treasure."

Wei Lai replied solemnly, not knowing whether it was intentional or not.

"There is still this saying? I have gained experience. By the way, is there really a monster?"

Mo Chuan stood aside, watching the scholar jump in without hesitation, and wondered in his heart, is he really an upright person?
"Of course! The second son of the Liu family has died for more than ten years. How could he dream about it for no reason? Besides, when Xiaosheng watched the ghost matchmaker during the day, there was a faint evil spirit lingering around him. I'm afraid it was colluded with monsters and was ordered by him."

Wei Lai said, looking at Mo Chuan: "Fellow Daoist, did you find anything?"

"Pindao just looked at the woman's horoscope, she was extremely evil, and was afraid that she would be targeted by monsters and treat it as a great tonic, so she decided to inquire about it."

Mo Chuan, who has experienced the incident of the five great monsters in Changlan City robbing human lives, is naturally extremely sensitive to the horoscope.

"Is there another way? The master is right, there is a sky beyond the sky, and there are people beyond people."

Wei Lai was surprised, apparently he didn't expect Mo Chuan to see things from such a tricky angle.

"Someone is here, so you can lie down! The poor are away, so I can help you take care of me when I have time."

"Thank you, fellow daoist, for your great help!"

"It's just that they smell the same!"

After finishing speaking, Mo Chuan smeared the soles of his feet with oil, and his movements were as nimble as a fox, and he jumped over the tiles on the wall and disappeared without a trace.

Wei Lai also hastily closed the coffin lid when he heard the seemingly invisible footsteps.

Not long after, two servants who were patrolling with lanterns walked over timidly.

Seeing the servant guarding the coffin sleeping soundly like thunder, he was so angry that he quickly woke up, and there was inevitably a burst of complaints and reprimands.

Wei Lai gradually relaxed when he heard the commotion outside.

As my thoughts flow, I think about today's experience, which is quite interesting!
Wait, I was too busy discussing Yaoyong, but I forgot to exchange names.

I don't know which sect the Taoist is?If you can introduce the mountain gate, with such a heart, the master will be delighted.

(End of this chapter)