The years when I opened a coffin shop in the world of Ninth Uncle

Chapter 20 Counting Rewards
The rooster crows and the dawn breaks, and the sky breaks into white.

Early in the morning, Uncle Nine, together with Wen Caiqiusheng, brought Dong Dafang's body to the police station.

Captain Awei looked around the corpse, and looked at Uncle Jiu suspiciously, "It's not that you purposely made a dead man to fool me in order to escape punishment, right?"

"you……"

Qiu Sheng pointed at Ah Wei and glared at him. Before he could speak, Uncle Jiu stopped him with his hand.

Uncle Jiu put his hands behind his back, with a look of disdain, he said calmly: "I, Lin Jiu, have acted in an open and aboveboard manner all my life. How have I ever done such a vile thing?"

Seeing that the three people were angered, Awei still smirked, lifted the white cloth covering the corpse, and glanced at Dong Dafang covered in blood. A bloodstain ran from his chest to his neck. He shrank his head in disgust, wiped Wiping the fingers that had been rubbed with the white cloth, he asked, "Uncle Jiu, did you kill him?"

Uncle Jiu was taken aback, opened his eyes and said nonsense: "Yes!"

Wencai and Qiusheng looked at each other in dismay, and couldn't help being stunned. Just now they said that they acted in an aboveboard manner throughout their lives.

The reason for saying this is that Xu Ping didn't want to stand out, so he asked Uncle Jiu to take over the matter. The name is just like a passing cloud, but it's still a reward.

As for Awei, if the case can be closed, he doesn't care where the dead man came from.

Just for the sake of caution, in case the director asked about the details and he couldn't answer them himself, he still shouted outside:

"Go, get the troupe master out of the cell."

The class leader was haggard, covered with scars, and was tortured to the point of death. When he saw Dong Dafang's body, he seemed to see his enemy, and felt like he saw the hope of living.

"It's him, it's him, it's the beast, thank goodness you finally caught him."

At this time, Awei's face showed joy.

Physical evidence, there are dead Gu worms in the coagulated blood of the corpse, this is physical evidence.

Witness, tortured to death, the leader who is screaming at the moment, this is witness.

The witnesses and material evidence were all there, Captain Awei waved his hand, announced the closure of the case, and happily ran to the director's office to claim credit.

……

Xu Ji coffin shop.

Xu Ping, who slept until dusk, took a brief wash before taking the door panel and starting business.

Sitting bored behind the counter, he began to count the gains he had made during the days after time travel.

The first is the blood pupil piercing technique.

This thing is equivalent to creating employees and bodyguards out of thin air, without wages. Xu Bopi likes it very much.

Moreover, with the improvement of one's morality, the strength of the paper figurine will become stronger, which is really easy to use.

Then there is the "Tongxuan Jing", chanting the scriptures to enhance the Taoism. I have been reading it for several days now, and it has been about ten years.

Xu Ping has already made up his mind, life is endless, chanting scriptures is endless.

No one can stop me from becoming stronger.

If the Dao Xing is high enough, when facing Dong Dafang in Qingxiu Mountain, there is no need to trigger the Feng Shui Qi Bureau, he will still have some after-effects, the eight extra meridians in his body are stretched, and he feels a little uncomfortable.

As for the art of witchcraft, I won’t mention it, setting up altars, cursing to kill, stabbing villains, laying voodoo, and necessary techniques for self-defense when traveling at home.

However, it is easy to attract righteous people to act on behalf of the heavens and uphold justice.

Xu Ping knew in his heart that the art of witchcraft could only be played secretly for the time being.

He didn't want to fencing with Uncle Jiu. The most important thing was that his sword was given by someone else.

Burying the art of witchcraft in his mind, Xu Ping began to study his favorite reward.

Feng Shui.

This thing can also be regarded as belonging to the category of one-stop funeral and interment, and it is generally high-end business, and the service objects are generally the type of people who are stupid and have a lot of money.

Even if it is nonsense, some people will believe it.

Uncle Jiu's competitor +1.

Moreover, a powerful Fengshui master, in addition to dividing gold and Ding acupoints, just like what he did on the mountain, he drives the Fengshui aura with his hands, and suppresses people with power, who can stand it?

After finally killing Dong Dafang, Xu Ping was still a little confused about the rewards given by the Yin-Yang Illustrated Book.

Thank you!

To explain it literally, only by working hard and getting rich can you get love.

Of course this is bullshit.

The explanation of the Yin-Yang Illustrated Book is that, by using labor-feeling spells, one can control other people's emotions, emotions, emotions, joys, anger, sorrows, and joys.

Make a man who is laughing cry, make a man who is crying laugh.

This is too strong.

Thinking about others, Xu Ping couldn't help recalling that he also had this ability before, but that girl had already become a young girl, a beautiful regret.

"Hey, Boss Xu..."

He was feeling sad, but when he saw someone coming to the door, Xu Ping looked up helplessly. Before he could say hello, he frowned and said in a deep voice, "Why are you here?"

The one standing at the door was the little beggar from yesterday.

He stretched his neck to look around, saw the paper man standing on the left, took half a step back, shrank his body, and said with a sneer: "Boss Xu, your business is booming and you are getting rich."

"My business is booming and I am making a lot of money. Are there any living people in this town?" Xu Ping came out from behind the counter and asked directly, "I have something to say."

Seeing his bad attitude, the little beggar in ragged clothes and dirty face stood at the door and rubbed his hands, even more afraid to go in.

"Well, Boss Xu, do you have anything to eat here?" The little beggar looked a little embarrassed.

Xu Ping was stunned for a moment, and his voice became a little louder: "You came to find me something to eat?...I just gave you five yuan yesterday. Did you use it for gambling or prostitution?"

"No, no!" The little beggar hurriedly waved his hands and said, "Boss Xu, you have misunderstood. I am not begging you for food, but paying for it..."

As he spoke, he reached into his bosom to grope for a while, and when he took out his dirty little hand, a piece of ocean spread out on the palm of his hand, shining brightly.

Seeing this scene, Xu Ping felt even more speechless. You take my money and ask me to buy food. Being a beggar is really a waste of talent. Be a capitalist.

"I only sell coffins, do you want them?" Xu Ping's attitude was not very good.

The little beggar's face collapsed, he pondered for a moment, then took out another ocean, and begged, "Boss Xu, you are a good person. I only buy one meal for these two oceans, and one meal is enough."

Seeing the look of pleading in the little beggar's eyes, it didn't seem like a fake, but Xu Ping was a little curious, where he could find food if he had money in his pocket, he pointed outside the door: "There is a restaurant there, go there , I only feed the dead?"

The little beggar bit his lower lip, did not move, but shook his head, his voice was like a mosquito: "I dare not go."

"Oh, then tell me, what's the situation?" Xu Ping leaned against the counter, peeled thin-skinned chestnuts, and threw them into his mouth one by one.

The little beggar swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and spoke in a somewhat orderly manner: "My identity is a little beggar, and if I go to restaurants with money to eat and drink, I will be targeted by gangsters."

As soon as Xu Ping heard it, he understood that there were quite a few local ruffians and bums on the street, and a small beggar suddenly had money to buy food. Didn't he tell everyone that he had met a rich man?

This thought is meticulous enough.

But after thinking about it, Xu Ping sneered again: "Then you raised prices on the ground yesterday, you are stupid now."

Hearing what happened yesterday, the little beggar sneered and said, "I thought I should be careful and just find a remote place, but I didn't expect to be targeted by them. I lost a piece of ocean, and I didn't even buy a bun. on."

"Should!"

Xu Ping cursed.

The little beggar's expression changed, and he had no choice but to leave angrily.

Unexpectedly, before taking two steps, he turned back again, and this time, he walked directly into the shop door.

"Boss Xu, I'll give you all the money, I don't want it anymore."

said,

The little beggar put four pieces of ocean on the open coffin, and then...

Lie in.

(End of this chapter)