Prehistoric: My mythical Daluo was exposed by my sister Daji

Chapter 1,486:

When the Immortal King carries the coffin and the Empress mourns, discuss things with me, compete with Yuanshi on swords, fight with Jie Yin, witness the grace of the Empress of the Immortal Tang Dynasty, and see the peerless achievements of Nuwa and Hou Tu Face... isn't it wonderful!

Thinking of this, Zhao Zhiyi was so excited that his body was shaking uncontrollably.

After understanding the basic information about Honghuang, Zhao Zhiyi wanted more and more to complete the system tasks as soon as possible and gain points so that he could improve his strength as quickly as possible.

Knowing that Guo Jing was going to Chang'an City, the holy land of the human race, Zhao Zhiyi did not choose to go with Guo Jing, but separated from Guo Jing to look for the dying person.

They agreed to reunite in Chang'an in the future!

……

Huangtian paid off. After several days of searching, Zhao Zhiyi finally found a dying man.

This person is naturally Yang Xianwen.

According to the death perception map, Yang Xianwen only has two days left to live.

Zhao Zhiyi had countless thoughts running through his mind, but there was no hesitation on his face.

He pointed to the black flag in his hand and asked Yang Xianwen:

"Are you upset because you are depressed and unable to achieve your goals in this life? Are you frustrated by obscurity? Do you regret your failed life?"

Zhao Zhiyi's tone was full of temptation,

"I tell you, don’t regret it. I will bury a dragon and give you a funeral that the world will never forget."

Yang Xianwen looked at the strange Taoist priest with a red face and involuntarily opened his mouth.

Is this person engaged in pyramid schemes?

Zhao Zhiyi continued He said in a seductive tone:

"For only one hundred taels of silver, I can ask the Immortal King to carry your coffin.

For one thousand taels of silver, I can make the Empress mourn you as a widow.

If it's ten thousand taels of silver, I can ask the Immortal Emperor to perform the rites of a filial son and grandson in front of your mourning hall.

If it's one hundred thousand taels of silver, I can arrange for you to have the nine dragons pull the coffin, and the sky will rain blood, and all the beasts will cry."

He looked at Yang Xianwen with burning eyes,

"If you pay one million taels of silver, I can arrange all the above programs for you, a complete set"

"How about it? Not moved? Is it exciting or not? Do you want to think about it?"

I saw Yang Xianwen as if he was frozen, motionless.

His mouth was opened so wide that he could almost fit two goose eggs.

In fact, when he heard Zhao Zhiyi talking about the Immortal King carrying the coffin, Yang Xianwen had already heard Stupid.

And when Zhao Zhiyi said that the empress would mourn as a widow, his jaw was directly dislocated, his mouth opened wide, and his throat could even be seen.

And when he heard the Immortal Emperor perform the rites of filial son and grandson, At that moment, his whole body completely collapsed, and his scalp split into four parts.

Grandma, is this person sick?

With only one hundred taels of silver, how could the immortal king who has been arbitrary for eternity carry my coffin?

The empress who reigns in the nine heavens, How can you mourn me for a thousand taels of silver?

Ten thousand taels of silver can make the arrogant Immortal Emperor pay me tribute as a filial son and grandson?

Even a madman cannot say such outrageous things, right?

After all, the Immortal King, The Empress, the Immortal Emperor, is not a common citizen, how could she do such a disgraceful thing for a few taels of silver?

People are the most concerned about face.

Yang Xianwen looked at Zhao Zhiyi with a blank expression, his eyes were like It was as if he was looking at a psychopath.

Zhao Zhiyi waited for a long time but did not see Yang Xianwen express anything. He couldn't help but stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Yang Xianwen's eyes:

"Alas, I came to my senses."

Yang Xianwen was shocked and finally recovered a little from his confusion.

"Do you want to think about it? Give yourself a glorious funeral? Don't let your life leave you with the last regret?"Zhao Zhiyi saw that Yang Xianwen had come to his senses and asked again.

Yang Xianwen shook his face and said:

"Taoist Priest, please stop joking. How could the Immortal King carry my coffin? This is simply impossible, why bother considering it?"

Zhao Zhiyi said seriously:

"I'm not joking. If you don't believe it, we can make a contract. If after your death, I fail to do what I promised you, I will compensate you ten times the money you paid. How about that? Yang

Xianwen suppressed his words and said speechlessly:

"Do you really think I'm an old fool? When the time comes, I will lose the ball, how can I ask you to compensate me?"

Zhao Zhiyi said:

"If you die, you still have descendants. I can compensate your descendants. This can be regarded as leaving a wealth to your descendants. If you are worried that I will not pay compensation, I can still make an oath. You also know that in this world, the Tao and the Dharma are sacred, and all oaths will be fulfilled. I will definitely not break my oath just for your little money, so you can rest assured."

When Yang Xianwen saw that Zhao Zhiyi was speaking truthfully, he couldn't help but hesitate.

He confirmed to Zhao Zhiyi:

"Are you serious?"

Zhao Zhiyi nodded and said:

"Truer than gold."

Yang Xianwen:

"Can you really invite the Immortal King to carry my coffin? The Empress cries for me?"

Zhao Zhiyi continued to nod and said:

"One hundred percent yes, no, you can kick my head like a ball."

The more seriously Zhao Zhiyi said it, the more entangled Yang Xianwen became.

He couldn't figure it out:

"Why can this little money allow the Immortal King and Empress to do such undignified things?"

Zhao Zhiyi explained:

"The reason why it's so cheap is because you are my first customer, and I plan to use your funeral to build my reputation in the funeral business, so the price I'm giving you is a bargain! You met me by chance, and you are so honored. Otherwise, once my business starts to develop, you won't be able to come to my funeral if you want to see me."

It sounded like you had taken advantage.

When Yang Xianwen saw Zhao Zhiyi saying that he had taken advantage, he rolled his eyes speechlessly.

It was true that I was going to die, but he still took advantage.

However, he did not express his complaints..

To be honest, Yang Xianwen was really moved after hearing Zhao Zhiyi's explanation.

He thought about how he had achieved nothing in his life, was extremely useless, and had never attracted anyone's attention.

Relatives, friends, neighbors, and even himself His son, no one has even looked at him.

If, after his death, he can really let the Immortal King carry the coffin, the Empress cry in mourning, and the Immortal Emperor kowtow, what a glorious sight it will be!

By then, those who have never looked at it directly How shocked it will be to meet my relatives, friends, and neighbors.

They must think that I have some extraordinary past, right?

I will also become a legend in their mouths!

Thinking of this, Yang Xianwen immediately made up his mind. After death, this strange Taoist priest must hold a funeral for him.