The strongest immortal emperor in the reborn city

Chapter 179 Mr. Hu

This shroud shop usually opens at eight o'clock in the morning, and it is already past ten o'clock in the morning, so it opened early.

At this time, there was a rocking chair at the door of the shroud shop, and an old man in a white shirt was sitting on the rocking chair basking in the sun.

The old man has white hair. Although he looks a little old, it is obvious that he is vigorous and energetic.

That radiant face was full of red light, looking majestic and imposing, making people feel very kind and comfortable.

Now there are some pedestrians scattered on the street. When these pedestrians pass by the entrance of the shroud shop, they will greet the old man who is sitting at the entrance and basking in the sun.

After the old man saw these pedestrians who greeted him, he also responded to them with vigor.

However, although there are many people saying hello, the business in the shroud shop is still very deserted.

After all, such things as dead people don't happen every day. Those who run a shroud shop can't expect people to die every day.

Therefore, the old man had developed a good mentality long ago, making paper figurines in the store every day, sorting out money and so on, and he felt very uncomfortable.

This old man is the biological grandfather of little fat man Hu Batong, Hu Tianba, nicknamed Hu Ye.

The name of the old man is quite powerful and domineering, but it is said that the old man was not called this name before.

This name was changed by the old man himself.

His name used to be Hu Dayan, because the old man's father liked to smoke opium very much, so he gave the old man such a lovely name.

After Mr. Hu grew up, everyone nicknamed him Snuff Bottle (Hu). Later, in a rage, the old man changed his name directly.

So the name Hu Tianba has continued.

Master Hu is very prestigious in the old city.

Because he not only runs a shroud shop, but also looks at Feng Shui.

And he is very accurate, so many people will come to him from afar to see Feng Shui.

However, although the people here know that the old man is good at Feng Shui, they don't know where Master Hu learned this unique skill.

Because Mr. Hu's family were not locals before, but moved here 20 years ago.

Some elderly people once speculated that Mr. Hu's ability to read Fengshui is probably because he used to be the captain of Mojin.

Because geomantic omen was not popular a few decades ago, and underground workers such as touching gold were the most popular, so many old people think that Mr. Hu used to do this.

Moreover, it is said that after Mr. Hu drank too much, he once leaked a sentence or two.

But when people asked him about it, he refused to admit it, so people slowly calmed down and stopped talking about it.

Mr. Hu was in a good mood today, because he knew that his grandson, Hu Batong, was coming back today, so he deliberately stood at the door basking in the sun and waiting for the little fat guy Hu Batong to arrive.

"Squeak~~~"

Suddenly, a strong brake sound stopped at the door of the shroud shop.

The strong braking sound startled Mr. Hu who was sitting on the recliner, and almost threw him off the chair.

He quickly opened his eyes and saw a red Ferrari parked in front of him.

The old man's eyes lit up when he saw the red Ferrari, and the anger on his body disappeared instantly.

Because he knew it was a good car, and if a good car came to the door, there would be good business, so a smile appeared on his red face.

However, before he put away his smile, he saw a chubby little fat man jumping out of the car directly.

After jumping off, he supported Ferrari and vomited wildly, as if he was about to spit out bile.

Mr. Hu was stunned when he saw this little fat man who vomited violently. Isn't this his precious grandson Hu Batong?

Seeing Hu Batong throwing up wildly, the old man suddenly became anxious, he got up quickly and walked towards Hu Batong.

"You son of a bitch, what's the matter? Why did you vomit like this..." Mr. Hu hurriedly patted Hu Batong on the back, and said worriedly.

"Ouch... vomit... Lord, grandpa... I, I'm fine... Well, this bastard drove too fast... Made me a little motion sick..." Hu Batong explained to Mr. Hu while throwing up.

Mr. Hu looked in the direction Hu Batong pointed, and saw a man in a black T-shirt and light-colored jeans getting out of the car.

The man is very handsome, and the way he is hanging around with his hands in his pockets is even more fascinating. If there are girls here, they will definitely scream.

After the man got off the car, he walked towards Hu Batong directly.

"Made, look at your prospects. I've never built a good car in my life. I vomited like this once I did it. I think I'm driving too fast? I think your skin is itchy..." Xiao Yao walked over and couldn't help it. Said to Hu Batong.

At this time, Mr. Hu became angry when he saw that the man in front of him was so rude to his grandson.

He has lived here for so many years, and no one has dared to bully his precious grandson. Today, this kid actually said that his grandson's skin was itchy. How could he not be angry.

"You melon, whoever you say has itchy skin, I think you are the one who has itchy skin!"

As Mr. Hu said, he directly picked up the long pipe in his hand and shot at Xiao Yao.

Xiao Yao was taken aback by the old man's sudden attack, he quickly jumped and dodged away.

When Mr. Hu saw that Xiao Yao still dared to dodge, he was even more angry, and he wanted to continue hitting Xiao Yao with a long pipe.

However, as soon as he moved, he was immediately cut off by Hu Batong next to him.

"Ouch...Grandpa, Grandpa...Don't hit, don't hit, misunderstanding... He is my mentor, he is the one who sent me back..." Hu Batong suppressed his vomit, and said hastily.

When Mr. Hu heard that Xiao Yao was Hu Batong's mentor, he was taken aback for a moment.

Then there was an embarrassing smile on that rosy face, and even the accent in his mouth disappeared.

"Ah...hehe, it turned out to be the teacher of Batong, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I got a little excited just now, please don't get angry..." Mr. Hu hurriedly stepped forward to shake Xiao Yao's hand and apologized.

Seeing the old man's face change so quickly, Xiao Yao was also taken aback.

But he quickly reacted and shook hands with the old man.

"You're welcome, you're welcome... Hu Batong didn't make it to the car today. He said he was in a hurry to come back to see you, so I drove him back directly. He said he missed you a little, so I might drive faster Come on, don't be angry..." Xiao Yao hurriedly opened his mouth and made up a reason and said to the old man.

When the old man heard Xiao Yao's words, he couldn't help but glanced at Hu Batong immediately, with an expression of hating iron but not steel, but his eyes were full of gratitude when he looked at Xiao Yao.

"Okay, okay, thank you teacher, thank you teacher, please come inside quickly, teacher..."

With a smile on his face, Mr. Hu hurriedly welcomed Xiao Yao into the shroud shop.

Xiao Yao looked at the suddenly enthusiastic old man, with a smile on his face, and then walked in with the old man.

After entering the shroud shop, Xiao Yao froze for a moment.

To be honest, he had never been to such a place.

I have only heard of it before, but I have never really entered such a place. After all, this kind of place is relatively unlucky.

After entering the door, the old man directly arranged Xiao Yao to sit down on a round table in the store. This round table is usually used to receive guests.

After Xiao Yao sat down, he couldn't help turning his head to look at the furnishings in the room.

The room didn't look very big, it was filled with funeral items, like some paper dolls, and lifelike white horses, placed everywhere.

In addition to these, there are wreaths, paper money, wallets, long incense, and all kinds of things here.

These things filled up the not-so-big storefront, which made people feel a bit crowded.

When Mr. Hu saw Xiao Yao observing the furnishings in the house, he smiled awkwardly and hurried over with a pot of tea.

"You are Teacher Xiao, right? I'm really sorry. My store here is a bit small, and it seems a bit crowded. Don't worry about it..." The old man quickly poured a cup of tea for Xiao Yao and said with a light smile.

Seeing the old man being so polite, Xiao Yao shook his head slightly and smiled.

"The old man is polite, I don't care about these..."

(End of this chapter)