The short-lived ghost of the Xie family has lived a long life

Chapter 890 Buying a Coffin
"Thank you, my lord, thank you, my lord!"

Amidst the chanting, a rapid voice came from far and near.

Zhu Qing felt bad when he heard Luo Daqiang's voice. There must be something going on in the yamen.

He glanced at the Third Master and quickly turned around to greet him.

Zhu Qing left quickly and came back even faster, "Third Master, the Bingma Division caught a fake monk who was teasing my young wife, but the fake monk claimed to be Master Zenyue..."

"roll--"

Xie Zhifei simply didn't have the patience to listen.

"Wait!"

Pei Xiao took a step forward: "What master?"

Zhu Qing: "Master Zenyue."

Pei Xiao: "The one in Mount Wutai?"

Zhu Qing nodded: "He claims to be."

Pei laughed and said, "Don't be ridiculous. Master Zenyue really knows how to molest my little wife. Go away, go away!"

Zhu Qing: "Little Master Pei, Luo Daqiang said that he was followed by a monk named Xuyun."

Xuyun?

Isn’t that the dharma title of Gengsongsheng?

Pei Xiao: "What do those two monks look like?"

Zhu Qing shouted outside: "Luo Daqiang?"

Luo Daqiang said loudly: "Back to Mr. Zhu, one is tall and big, with a beard; the other is thin and shriveled, like a little old man."

They look pretty much the same.

Pei Xiao was surprised: "What are they doing in Sijiu City?"

Luo Daqiang: "Back to Mr. Zhu, he said he came to help the dead to transform their thoughts and demons."

What?
Pei laughed and jumped up. Yan Sanhe, who had transformed thoughts and demons, was out of breath. Why did Master Zen Yue come out to transform thoughts and demons for the dead?
On the side, Zhu Yuanmo's expression changed.

"Quick, quick, get people to other courtyards quickly. If it is the real Master Zen Yue, he must have a way, he must have a way!"

"I'll pick it up!"

When Li Buyan heard that he had a solution, he rushed out like lightning, followed closely by Ding Yi and Huang Qi.

Pei Xiao looked outside, then looked at Xie Zhifei on the bed, "Dad, look at Xie Fifty, and I'll pick him up too."

If it were really Master Zenyue, the more people he could pick up, the better. Aren’t masters all about pomp?

……

When Pei Xiao saw the person, he regretted saying this too early.

Not only does the master not pay attention to ostentation, he doesn't even pay attention to appearance. The person is that person, but the smell...

vomit!
Nausea!
"I'm sorry everyone."

Xu Yun clasped his hands together and said, "My master has been in seclusion since you left, and he calculated that Miss Yan would be doomed and didn't even have time to change her clothes, so..."

Will Yan Sanhe be in trouble?
Pei Xiao rushed over, knelt down on the ground, and hugged the old monk's legs. He felt disgusted and wanted to vomit. Gold was not as fragrant as the old monk in front of him.

"What are you holding me for?"

The old monk raised his head arrogantly, "You people from the Fourth and Nine Cities, all of you dislike me for being so arrogant. You can't even ask for directions..."

"Whoever dislikes you is your grandson."

Pei Xiao: "I like to smell the fragrance of the master. If I smell it, I can live for two more years and my shit will go smoothly."

The old monk was satisfied and proud, "Let's go, take me to see the female doll."

girl doll?
What is this called?
Pei Xiaoxin said that it didn't matter what his name was, it was true that he should invite this ancestor back as soon as possible.

He hurriedly got up and hugged the old monk's arm tightly.

"Master, be careful where you step. Walk slower. You must be exhausted from this journey."

Li Buyan looked at the flattering expression on Little Master Pei's face, and it seemed as if something hit her heart gently, evoking an unspeakable emotion that made her want to cry.

Think about it, who else could this man tolerate except fifty-fifty Xie?Who else can I kneel down for?
The old monk was about to lift his legs when he suddenly thought of something. He turned around and asked, "Is there a coffin in the Girl's House? If not, just carry one over." Everyone was startled.

Pei Xiao's heart stopped beating and he asked tremblingly: "Master, what is the purpose of carrying the coffin?"

"What else can it be used for?"

The old monk had an expression on his face: "We haven't seen each other for months, why has Master Pei still not grown up?": "Pretend to be dead!"

Who is dead?

Yan Sanhe?

Xu Yun looked at Pei Xiao's face, which was paler than a dead person, and said steadily:
"Master Pei, do as my master says. He may not be serious, but his words are correct."

"...I, I, I'll let someone buy it right now."

Master Pei's voice trembled like a leaf, "Huang, Huangqi, hurry up, hurry up and buy a coffin!"

Huang Qi's voice was trembling even more than his master's, "Da, Da, Master, the coffin is expensive to buy, but it's still cheaper to return it."

The old monk glanced away and exhaled two cold breaths from his nose, "Think about Miss Yan's identity, and you will know whether to buy the cheap one or the expensive one."

Pei Xiao's legs went weak and he almost fell to his knees again.

The old monk even knows the identity of Yan Sanhe... He... He... He... Damn amazing!
……

The coffin almost arrived with the carriage.

Huang Qi ran to the old monk and said, "Master, are you carrying it into the house?"

"Is it possible to open the door to attract wealth for the doll?" The old monk had an indescribable disgust on his face.

Astragalus: "..."

He quickly waved to the man at the coffin shop and said, "Carry it in."

On the side, Pei Xiao winked at Li Buyan: Quick, go and inform Xie Shishi, lest he be scared to death when he sees the coffin.

Li Buyan threw the reins into Ding Yi's hand and ran away.

Pei Xiao stepped forward to support the old monk and said a few flattery words: "Master, be careful where you step and take your time."

"I haven't reached my seventh or eighth decade yet."

The old monk waved his hand away and crossed the threshold in a few slow steps.

Pei Xiao almost had to jog to keep up. He thought to himself that the master is the master, and he walked as fast as he could!

As soon as the group arrived at the second gate, they heard the chanting of monks and Taoists in the distance. The old monk's face darkened, and Xu Yun said hurriedly: "Master Pei, it's useless to do that, please leave."

Pei Xiao said that the old monk said that shit smells good, and he agreed.

"Ding Yi, please leave quickly."

"Yes!"

Ding Yi went to invite someone here, and Li Buyan led Xie Zhifei over there in a hurry.

Xie Zhifei had already listened to Li Buyan's brief words. When he came closer, he lifted up his clothes, knelt down towards the old monk, and lay down.

"Please master, please save Yan Sanhe's life."

"This one is..."

"Oh, this is my good brother and Yan Sanhe's sweetheart, the third master of the Xie Mansion, Xie Zhifei."

"Xie Zhifei?"

The old monk looked deeply at the person on the ground, with a subtle look in his eyes: "You don't just have this name, right?"

Xie Zhifei raised his head suddenly, his eyes filled with shock.

On the side, Pei Xiao nodded like a wavy drum, "Yes, yes, yes, he also has a name called Xie Shishi."

The old monk smiled meaningfully: "What your name is is not important. Who you are in your heart is the most important."

Xie Zhifei stared motionlessly into the old monk's eyes, as if he was crazy.

Although these eyes were small, they were as bright and clear as a child's, as if they could penetrate his skin and see everything inside him clearly.

Tears welled up.

(End of this chapter)