Sky coffin

Soon, a group of us returned to the coffin shop.

Mr. Wu went out to greet him, and then carried the soul-crushing coffin into the coffin shop.

Seeing that we were back, Xia Xi hurriedly came to me, her beautiful eyes looked back and forth on me, her red lips slightly opened, and she asked with concern: "Are you okay?"

I shook my head and said, "Everything went well."

After Xia Xi confirmed that I was not injured, her frowning eyebrows slowly relaxed. She breathed a long sigh of relief and murmured in a low voice: "It's okay, it's okay. It's okay."

I smiled at Xia Xi. She must have been worried about me during the time I was at the Chenghuang Temple.

Mr. Wu stood in front of the soul-suppressing coffin, stretched out his hand, and gently touched the coffin body. His eyes were full of shock and appreciation.

"This is simply incredible workmanship! Who can build such a perfect coffin?"

Mr. Wu was originally a coffin bearer and was very sensitive to coffins.

In his eyes, the coffin is a work of art.

After Mr. Wu sighed, he looked at me, his cloudy eyes full of admiration.

"Liu Su, you really didn't disgrace your grandfather."

After hearing this, I smiled slightly and said, "Old man, please don't praise me. If it weren't for Wu Xi, I wouldn't have been able to get this soul-suppressing coffin."

If it hadn't been for Wu Xi, I would have probably been killed by that Taoist priest, and why would we be talking about carrying the coffin?

I have to say that Wu Xi's combat power is really off the charts.

She looked as soft and weak as a woman, but she started to curse and curse with deadly moves.

Is this a sense of contrast?

Wu Xi said on the side: "Grandpa, you still don't know that Liu Su has obtained the inheritance of Tianfu City God!"

When Mr. Wu heard this, he was stunned for a moment.

"Have you obtained the inheritance from Tianfu City God?"

Mr. Wu asked in surprise.

I nodded.

Mr. Wu took a breath and asked in shock: "This is such a great opportunity! Your boy's good luck is really enviable."

It seems that Zhang Chenghuang's face project has been done well.

In the hearts of the world, he is the human god of Tianfu City God and the City God respected by the world.

But actually?

Kill people and steal souls to increase your own cultivation.

But think about it carefully, who would believe that a righteous city god would do such a despicable thing?

No one would believe it even if I told it.

As for the true face of the City God, I think I should keep it in my heart.

If I had to tell someone, that person must be Xu Tianxuan.

Mr. Wu patted me on the shoulder and said, "Boy, work well under the City God. You will be the next City God of Tianfu City."

I nodded and asked, "Old man, what exactly do you want this soul coffin to be used for?"

I have always had a doubt in my heart, that is, what does Mr. Wu want to do with the soul-suppressing coffin.

Mr. Wu replied: "This soul-suppressing coffin will naturally be of no use to me, but you need it."

I need to?

Seeing the confused look on my face, Mr. Wu explained: "The origin of Qingyang Star can only be suppressed with the soul-suppressing coffin, so that it can reach its destination safely."

I always thought that Mr. Wu wanted the soul coffin because he wanted to use it.

But I never expected that he asked me to get the soul-suppressing coffin because of me.