Holy Bone

Chapter 687

a few days later.

Although the weather was cloudy and gloomy today, fortunately, the spring rain that had been raining for several days stopped for a while, and my body, which was about to become moldy, was finally dry for a rare time.

Jiangzhou Prefecture.

Yongle Square in the southwest corner.

The old Taoist priest with a goat in his hand stood in front of a deserted coffin shop, a little dumbfounded.

A black plaque was hung on the coffin, and a vertical crack appeared in the middle of the plaque——

Yongle coffin shop.

"Little brother, didn't you say that you want to open a Taoist temple of the five internal organs in Jiangzhou Prefecture? How did you find a coffin shop in the Mingdian? Little brother, don't you want to tear down the Mingdian and open a Taoist temple instead?"

The old Taoist said, and really thought about it seriously: "It's not impossible. The place like the coffin shop is very cloudy, and it will affect the daily life of living people in the world over time. If a Taoist temple is rebuilt on the old site of the coffin shop, this place will be suppressed." Yin Qi is also a merit."

Unexpectedly, Jin An shook his head and said: "No, I want to buy this coffin shop, and then buy the house of the family opposite the coffin shop. Returning to Jiangzhou Mansion will definitely attract the attention of my uncle."

This is called double insurance.

He tried his best to get Master Yuyangzi's attention.

After listening to Jin An's explanation, the old Taoist was slightly taken aback, and then nodded in agreement, boasting that Jin An had considered everything thoroughly.

The owner of the coffin shop was a young man in his early twenties. It was hard to imagine that someone would guard the coffin at such a young age and deal with such an inauspicious and sinister thing as the Ming shop.

The yin qi of a living person enters the body too heavily, bad luck, a man who does not lift up, a woman who is cold and infertile, are considered mild, but dealing with the dead a lot, the yang qi is weak, and it is easy to provoke unclean things is the worst.

Just like the young coffin shop owner in front of him, even ordinary people can see that his seal is black, his whole body is in a daze, and he is in a trance, especially Jin An and the old Taoist.

When Jin An came to the door and told his reason for coming, he said that he had heard that there was a coffin shop for sale here, and he was here to buy the coffin shop. When the other party heard that someone really took over his coffin shop, his expression of despair suddenly changed. Excited, his eyes regained focus, and he sold it to Jin'an at the lowest price without Jin'an even negotiating. This is tantamount to half selling and half giving away, and Jin An took advantage of it.

But when Jin An finished paying the money and went to the yamen to stamp and hand over the land deed, the coffin shop owner showed a relieved expression on his face, as if he had finally shaken off a hot potato, and it was up to him who took the advantage.

Once the handover was over, the coffin shop owner didn't even go to the shop, he wanted to leave on the spot, wishing he could be put into Yong'an Fang in his whole life.

"Boss Liu, can I ask you something? You are so young, why don't you run another business, but open a coffin shop instead? I don't have any malicious intentions, but I'm just curious that ordinary people are very taboo about places like coffin shops, and it's too late to hide. How did Boss Liu think of making a living from a coffin shop at such a young age?" The Boss Liu that Jin An said was the owner of the coffin shop.

It should be said that from now on it is right to call him the boss of the coffin shop.

Liu Tao saw that Jin An and the old Taoist were both Taoist priests in Taoist robes, and he didn't dare to neglect and quickly cupped his hands and replied: "To be honest, Daoist Jin'an and Daoist Chen, I also don't want to take over that coffin shop. It's really helpless. The original coffin shop The boss and my father are old acquaintances, fellow villagers from the same village, and because we owed money to our family, they mortgaged the coffin shop to our family.”

"My father saw that the other party did not pay. Although the coffin shop is unlucky, it can still be worth some money. There is no choice but to admit that it is unlucky and agree to use the coffin shop to pay off the debt."

"After taking over the coffin shop, someone must guard the shop and start a business. Otherwise, it will never be able to make back the lost money if it is idle. So I took over the coffin shop from my father and started running the coffin shop."

The other party chatted with Jin An absent-mindedly for a few more words, then hurriedly turned and left.

Seeing Liu Tao's back quickly disappearing into the street crowd, the old Taoist frowned: "Little brother, when that person was talking to us, his eyes were averted, and he didn't dare to look at him when he was talking. "

In fact, Jin An also saw that Liu Tao did not tell the whole truth, nodded slightly and said: "The coffin shop is very cold, and it is a hot potato for ordinary people. He will definitely not talk to us in order to sell the coffin shop as soon as possible." to be frank."

The old Taoist looked at Jin An: "As long as you know what's in your mind, little brother, I'll follow you, little brother, wherever you go, I'll go wherever you go."

With the coffin shop now in place, the site selection for the next Taoist temple will be much easier. Before Jin An bought the coffin shop, he had already negotiated a price with several residents opposite the coffin shop, and bought the house at the normal market price, so he Just report to the local yamen directly and apply for a construction view.

And because of the letter of introduction from Mr. Yin of Wuzhou Prefecture, he had met Jiangzhou Prefecture Governor before, and Jin An's application to establish a Taoist temple in Jiangzhou Prefecture went smoothly, and his work efficiency was surprisingly high.

In the next few days, Jin'an and the old Taoist were very busy, contacting everywhere, looking for masons, carpenters, and communicating how to build a Taoist temple. After being busy, it took several days to finally prepare all the bricks, tiles, sand, stones, masons, and carpenters. After everything was ready, we picked an auspicious day to start construction, which made Yongle Square, which hadn't been lively for a long time, lively again.

"Little brother, I see that the plaque on the coffin is broken, just let the carpenter help us rebuild a new plaque." The proposal of the old Taoist was accepted by Jin'an.

The purchase of the coffin shop and the start of the construction of the Taoist temple went smoothly without any mistakes. However, the problem happened on the cracked plaque on the coffin shop.

The next day.

The masons and carpenters came to work early in the morning, only to find that the burnt plaque had reappeared on the door frame of the coffin shop, and they were so frightened that they could not speak.

This incident alarmed Jin An and the old Taoist who were temporarily staying at the inn.

"Chen Daochang, Jin'an Daochang, you guys are here, something happened, something happened, the plaque that was burned yesterday came back and hung up by itself."

"This place is a bit evil. We don't plan to take up this job. The two Taoist priests should ask someone else to be wise."

As soon as the two arrived at the coffin shop, they were surrounded by masons and carpenters. Everyone complained, and they were all terrified.

"Everyone be quiet first, and talk slowly one by one, Uncle Zheng is up to you to tell what's going on. I remember that you took off the plaque yesterday, and you put up the new plaque again." Jin An pointed out. Uncle Zheng was one of the carpenters he recruited this time.

But at this time, Uncle Zheng was so frightened that he couldn't even speak well. In the end, another carpenter answered: "Yesterday, Lao Zheng and I took off the plaque with our own hands. It was burned, but when I rushed to start work this morning, I found that the cracked old plaque was hung back on the door frame, and the new plaque was missing."

Old Taoist: "Could it be someone playing a prank?"

The carpenter replied in a positive tone: "It can't be a prank, I'm sure that Lao Zheng and I burned it yesterday!"

(End of this chapter)