My master is the coffin

Chapter 48 Helper
Although the old man spoke in a high-sounding way, I looked at the coffin in the coffin, and at the portrait on the coffin.I couldn't help but bursts of cold air rushed up from the soles of my feet.

However, the abbot didn't know what was going on, so he boldly asked, "Old man, what are you going to do?"

The old man looked at the two of us and said, "It's not been a day or two since I've been paying attention to the people in the Dasheng Temple. I know that your master has encountered a problem at the coffin shop. I can help you with this matter. I can help you solve it." Only by worrying about the future can you break the curse, and in this way, it can be regarded as fulfilling my master's last wish."

After hearing this, I was overjoyed, but immediately sank again: "Can you believe this man's words? You have to be careful when you walk in the rivers and lakes."

However, the abbot became very enthusiastic: "Then follow us to the Dasheng Temple."

The old man smiled slightly: "Okay. Wait for me to clean up."

Then he turned and went inside the house, leaving us both in the yard.

I hastily grabbed the abbot: "Let's go quickly, and escape back before he's not paying attention."

The abbot shook his head, and pointed to the outside nervously: "Xu You, the outside is full of ghosts. If we escape, the old guy will definitely catch him. It's better to take him back to the Great Sage Temple."

I shook my head again and again: "Isn't this leading wolves into the house?"

The abbot snapped his fingers and said: "This matter is beneficial, if you don't believe me, you can figure it out. If the old man really wants to help us, then it goes without saying and everyone is happy. If the old man has other thoughts, our Dasheng Temple There are two masters, one Zhizha Wu, one your master, plus you, still can't beat him?"

I looked at the abbot with a little surprise: "Haven't you been living in a muddle all along? Why are you suddenly so shrewd?"

The abbot waved his hand: "I am as wise as a fool."

The two of us were thinking outside, and the old man had already come out with a burden on his back.He waved to us both: "Let's go."

Then, he led the two of us out.

The old people listening to the opera outside saw the old man coming out and greeted him one after another.I noticed that those people's faces were all pale, and there was no trace of popularity.

I shrank my neck and followed the old man outside. I walked a long way without seeing the previous driver again.

Suddenly, the opera singing that had been echoing in my ears stopped abruptly.I looked back.Where is the village behind?There are only grave bags left, quietly staying in the wilderness.

The abbot and I looked at each other in horror, and both took a breath: "Could it be that the two of us have been wandering around the graveyard just now?"

The abbot and I followed the old man back step by step.Whispering behind him all the way.

The old man knew the way very well, so he walked to the Dasheng Temple very quickly with a ghostly look.Then, he stopped at the gate of Dasheng Temple.

The abbot and I followed behind him and asked, "Why don't you go in?"

The old man turned his head and said with a embarrassed look: "I can't get in. The gate of the temple has been restricted."

At this time, I suddenly remembered that ever since Zhi Zhawu escaped from the coffin shop, I became more and more afraid. I was always worried that one day the people from the coffin shop would come to catch him again, so I pasted a talisman on the gate when I remembered it.

Now the Dasheng Temple is a monk's temple, covered with Daoist symbols in sevens and eights, which seems a bit nondescript.

The old man couldn't get in, but the abbot and I had mysterious smiles on our faces.Then they yelled and rushed in one after another.

As soon as we entered the temple gate, we started pointing at the old man and laughing: "Bad old man, our brothers scared the shit out of you all the way, you are paralyzed, come in if you have the ability."

The old man showed a bitter smile and waved his hands: "Two little dolls..."

Then he rushed into the temple and shouted loudly: "Zhang Yuan, Zhi Zha Wu, come out and pick me up soon?"

Then, I heard footsteps behind me, and Zhi Zha Wu came from the temple fully dressed.He looked at the two of us with displeasure: "Where did you two go in the middle of the night? Let your master and I worry about it."

The old man outside heard the voice and shouted loudly: "Zhi Zha Wu, is that you?"

Zhi Zha Wu showed a cautious expression on his face again: "Who is outside?"

I said, "A ghost."

Zhi Zha Wu already felt like running away: "Ghost messenger?"

I shook my head: "He said that he is also a Taoist priest, and he has a way to help us rescue the beauties in the coffin shop."

Only then did Zhi Zha Wu feel relieved: "You two make room, let me see him."

The abbot and I stepped aside, Zhizha Wu walked to the door and looked at the old man, suddenly trembling all over, and shouted with trembling lips: "Senior." It seemed that he was about to kneel down.

The old man outside the door said impatiently: "Why don't you tear up these rotten talismans soon?"

Zhi Zha Wu nodded in haste, hurriedly tore off the Taoist talismans, and then, the old man walked lightly to the Dasheng Temple.

Zhizha Wu is a careful person and has never taken any risks in his life.After the old man came in, he pasted those Taoist symbols back.

I asked Zhizhawu: "Who is this old man?"

Zhi Zha Wu gave a thumbs up quietly: "This one is a real expert, and his skills are very hard. When I was killed, he even saved my life."

While speaking, the old man had already walked to the main hall, and then said loudly: "Zhang Yuan, do you recognize me?"

Zhang Yuan said in a low voice inside the paper figurine: "How could I not know the old fortune-teller who was famous at the train station more than ten years ago? What? What about your body? Was it taken away like me?"

The old man said lightly: "I am already dead, and my body is buried in the grave."

Zhang Yuan said decisively: "Impossible. All those who practice Taoism will evolve into a soul pool after death. Your soul cannot be here."

The old man said lightly: "I committed suicide, and my life is not over."

Zhang Yuan's voice was a little puzzled: "Why are you doing this?"

The old man smiled: "To help you. Last month, I made a fortune telling myself that my lifespan will be exhausted in three days. When the time comes, someone will come to arrest me and take me to the Soul Transformation Pond. It’s better to do something instead of waiting to die.”

Zhang Yuan's voice became excited: "How can you help me? Help me save my daughter?" After Zhang Yuan yelled, his tone darkened again: "No, although you are good at Taoism, you should not be that dumb opponent. We If you want to attack the coffin shop, you have little hope."

The old man nodded: "That mute, neither a human nor a ghost, should have come from the underworld. Decades ago, when my master's life span was nearing the end of his life, he used to set up formations to prolong his life, but the dumb came in without further ado. I fought with my master. My master's kung fu is much better than mine, but he couldn't even move five moves under the hands of the mute, so he was arrested. At that time, I was beside me. I wanted to go up to help, but was caught I stared at him, but I couldn't move my whole body, and watched him take Master away. I will never forget that scene in my life."

Zhang Yuan said lightly: "Since that mute is so powerful, why do you think you can help me?"

The old man took out a mahogany sword from the bag.This sword is not like our swords, which are black and red.And his sword exudes a green light.The old man looked at the sword in his hand and murmured to himself: "Soul soul, soul good soul, evil soul, ever since master was taken away by the mute, I have been mixing with ghosts, and spent more than thirty years collecting countless evil spirits. The soul of the ghost is sealed in this sword, do you think I can fight the mute with this sword?"

Zhang Yuan muttered in a low voice: "It is possible, but your own soul..."

The old man laughed loudly: "Anyway, I'm going to die. Besides, I committed suicide to use my soul to attract these evil spirits. The power should be greater than when I was alive."

Zhang Yuan asked again: "Why did you help me?"

The old man pointed at me, and then at Zhang Yuan: "I have made a fortune, it is up to you two to break the curse on our faction."

Zhang Yuanxi said: "Really?"

The old man asked back: "Do you think my hexagram is not working?"

Zhang Yuan responded again and again: "Spirit, spirit, how could it not work?"

The old man waved his hand: "Then let's not delay, hurry up and discuss how to rescue him."

Then, several of them fell into arguments and quarrels.

Originally, the abbot and I were worried that the old man’s background was wrong and he might not be a good person.But it is obvious that both Zhang Yuan and Zhi Zha Wu know this old man, and we have let go of our worries.

They discussed for two days in a row.In the past two days, the Dasheng Temple has not opened again.

The abbot sighed all day long, saying that we destroyed his Dasheng Temple.

In the evening of the next day, Zhizha Wu told the abbot and me: "You two have a good sleep, we will start tomorrow night."

I asked nervously, "Has everything been discussed?"

Zhi Zha Wu shook his head: "There is still a small problem, but we can't wait. The old man's birthday will be here tomorrow night. If you don't do it, you won't have a chance."

At this moment, I suddenly realized that this matter was a bit unreliable.I'm a college student, what am I fooling around with this group of people?
The abbot dropped out of middle school, Zhang Yuan was resurrected from the dead, the paper tied Wu Xiemen crooked, the old man made friends with ghosts... Do these people have a serious thing?

My face twitched, and I said to Zhizhawu, "I want to go back to school."

Zhang Yuan, who was hiding inside the paper figurine, said, "Which school do you want to go to? These two days, just stay in Dasheng Temple honestly. After finishing your work, you can walk around the school as much as you like."

I sighed: "The day after tomorrow, what do I need to do?"

Zhang Yuan said: "Actually, it's mainly the three of us. When the time comes tomorrow, the old man and the mute will fight resolutely. I will look for an opportunity to sneak attack him. It would be best to kill the mute. You two will follow Zhizha Wu and find a way to get the corpse out of the coffin." Get out of the shop. Then we'll go away. As long as we get out of the mute's jurisdiction, we should be all right."

I nodded: "As long as you can stop the dumb, everything will be easy."

The abbot said innocently, "Why am I here again?"

(End of this chapter)