My master is the coffin

Chapter 82
The thin man persuaded Wushuang and me to leave here. After all, we all have our own affairs. One thing is worse than one thing less. It is better not to mess with him.

But the fat man's words disrupted our plan.I was a little uncertain, and said: "Even if something is wrong with this little baby, as long as we leave, he won't be able to chase after us."

The thin man nodded, but he added another sentence: "Although that's what you said, it's better to be careful. You two are in other people's territory, and it's inevitable that you will fall into trouble. Why don't you follow the two of us now."

I nodded: "Wu Shuang, pack up. Let's go."

A few of us discussed here and were about to leave.Suddenly, there was a splash beside him, and someone knelt down.

All of us were taken aback.I glanced to the side and found that the person kneeling on the ground was the director's wife.

The director's wife is unkempt and has red eyes.If it didn't appear here, I even thought she was a blind stream.

I looked at her nervously: "What's the matter with you? Didn't you do well yesterday?"

The director's wife looked at us in pain: "My child is dead. My child is dead."

I was taken aback: "Dead?" At this time, my face must have been sympathetic and sad, but my heart was full of joy. The child died, and we don't have to work too hard.

I helped the director's wife up and said, "My condolences are in order. Don't be too sad..."

I just said this when the director suddenly came out with his son in his arms, singing.

I saw the baby wrapped in swaddling clothes, smiling at me strangely.Suddenly startled, staring at the baby for a while, sure that he is a living person.

Then, I took another look at the sad director's wife.I tugged at her and said in a low voice, "Are you dazzled? Is the child doing well?"

The director's wife didn't even look at it, she lowered her head and cried while shaking her head.

At this time, Wushuang said softly: "It's strange, I can hardly feel the ghostly aura on him. Could it be that I was wrong before?"

The director Xianbao seems to have turned around here.Then I opened the door and went to the vegetable market with my son in my arms.

It was obvious that he loved the boy very much.

I comforted the director's wife: "Don't cry, nothing happened, your child is alive and well. I saw the director take him out just now."

The director's wife shook her head while crying: "That's not my child, my child is already dead."

I was a little puzzled: "Speak slowly, what's going on? Did you hold the baby wrong?"

The director's wife was crying out of breath.speechless.And Wushuang on the side replied lightly: "She's talking about the soul."

All of us looked at her: "What do you mean?"

Wushuang thought for a while and said: "If my guess is correct, when this baby was born, there was a ghost attached to him. Because he is a newborn, his soul is not stable. The ghost can enter his body. In the body, and slowly took root. So at that time, I felt that there was a ghost in him. But now, the ghost has probably assimilated the baby's soul. Occupied his body and became the new master. So, I can't feel the ghost aura on him."

I don't think it's strange that Wushuang can say these words. What's strange to me is that the director's wife can also conclude that her son is dead.Could it be that she can also sense the ghost aura in people?
I asked about it, and the director's wife finally cried and said: "I don't know how to feel ghostly. But mother and child are connected. When he was alive, I could feel him. But since last night, I slowly I feel like he has become another person. This person hates me, but he seems to know everything about me. He wants to harm me, but I can't help it."

I looked at the other three people: "Do you think so?"

The thin man nodded: "Judging from that look, the baby's soul should have changed."

The director's wife cried and said to us, "What should we do? Master Xu, please save me, save our family."

I scratched my head: "I don't know how. How about we throw this child away? It seems a bit inhuman..."

The thin man hesitated and said, "Perhaps we two brothers can help with this matter."

The director's wife immediately gave up on me and turned to the skinny man: "Master, you must save our family."

The thin man thought for a while and said, "I can't guarantee that I can catch this ghost. But I am sure to help you find out whether he is your son or not."

The director's wife nodded again and again: "Okay, okay, okay. When will you help me look?"

The thin man thought for a while: "I have to go shopping first. Xu You, go to the paper making shop. Buy some white paper like that used by paper makers. The bigger the better, use the kind that has never been cut before."

I agreed, turned around and walked outside, walked two steps and came back, asking: "Why do you let me go to the paper making shop whenever you have something to do, I'm almost becoming a regular customer there."

The thin man smiled and said, "We're in this line of business. Dealing with gods and ghosts, it's inevitable that you often go to the paper-making shop."

I sighed: "I'll go by myself? Come and accompany me with you."

The skinny man waved his hand: "The two of us definitely can't do it. We are here to kill Wushuang at the request of a client, so we can't show up here easily. When we came here just now, we were hiding from XZ and disguised. And Wushuang can't do it anymore, she is now One has to pretend to be a dead man."

I waved my hand: "Okay, okay. Can't I go?"

The moment I walked out of the corridor of the director's house, I suddenly felt two scorching eyes staring at me, as if they wanted to see through me.

Surprised, I turned around and looked back.People in the vegetable market came and went, and I had no idea who was looking at me.

I was walking slowly on the road, and my gaze just now was very strange, different from last night.The gaze was fierce last night.And the one just now seemed to want to get something from me.

I suddenly remembered: "Wu Shuang, it must be because of Wu Shuang. Could it be that my employer is watching me?"

Thinking of this, I quickly made a sad look.Then he staggered forward, looking restless.

I really wanted to look back and see who was behind me, but I resisted not looking back, because a little unbearable will lead to chaos and big schemes, I understand this truth.

These two gazes followed me until the moment I stepped into the paper-making shop, they suddenly disappeared.

There was a burst of joy in my heart, it seems that this kid has completely believed it.

Half an hour later, I returned to the director's house with my hands on my shoulders, and I surprised the thin man who opened the door.He looked at me in surprise: "I just asked you to buy two pieces of paper. Why did you buy so much? What are these? Paper figurines? Paper money? Urns?"

I put the things down: "These things are all for Wushuang."

Wushuang was furious: "You are sick, why buy this for me?"

I looked innocent: "You are biting Lu Dongbin like a dog, and you don't know good people. I bought such a lot of things and came back, wouldn't the people who chased you believe it? Wouldn't you be safe?"

Wushuang was left speechless by what I said, then picked up a stack of paper money, sat on the sofa and looked at it.

The director's wife asked the thin man, "Master, when will you do it?"

The thin man looked out the window, then closed the curtains: "Now."

He then ordered us to close the doors and windows, to seal off the house as much as possible from the outside world.Then, hang the white paper facing the door.Like the curtain of a movie, it hangs from the roof to the floor.

We lit a lot of candles in the unknown between the white paper and the door.Then, the five of us hid behind the white paper and waited quietly.

This wait is an afternoon.Finally, I was really impatient, and when I was about to go to bed to sleep, the door suddenly rang.

Then, the director's voice came from outside: "Son, let Dad have a look, how about the glasses I gave you? Are you handsome?"

Then, there was the sound of a door opening and closing.

Immediately afterwards, the director said in surprise: "What's going on? Who lit the candles?"

Then he began to ask loudly: "Where are people? Why are there so many candles on the ground?"

All five of us hid behind the white paper, and no one answered him aloud.Because we all saw an incredible shadow.

This shadow is from a baby, but it looks like it is definitely an adult.

The thin man said softly, "This shadow is the soul of that little baby."

The director's wife next to her said tremblingly, "I recognize this shadow. This is Mrs. Li. It's her, she's here. She's come to seek revenge on us."

The fat man and the thin man didn't know who Mrs. Li was, so naturally they didn't react.And Wushuang and I were stunned.Mrs. Li hanged herself in front of the director's house back then, but we saw it with our own eyes.

The director's wife asked us in disbelief, "What should we do? What about our family?"

She just asked these two questions, and suddenly, there was a stabbing sound.The white paper in front of us was removed.

The director's wife exclaimed, her face turned pale, and she fell to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, the director's displeased voice came: "What are you doing here?"

The director's wife was speechless. She pointed at the director, and after a long time, she finally managed to say: "This child, I can't have it."

The little baby lay calmly in the director's arms, motionless.Just blinking and staring at her.

The director was furious and shouted: "You are crazy, what are you talking about? This is our son."

The director's wife burst into tears: "How can a mother not want her son? But this kid is not our son. If you don't believe me, ask these masters. They all saw it just now."

The director was so angry that his face was red and his neck was thick: "Crazy. Are you insane? If you say this again, get out of here."

The director's wife looked up to the sky and laughed, and then burst into tears.Then she scrambled and ran outside: "I don't live with ghosts, I don't live with ghosts."

(End of this chapter)