My master is invincible

Chapter 1005 Colorful Coffin (128)

Upon hearing this, I frowned, "Are you a gangster?"

He nodded, as if he was afraid that I would scold him, he quickly explained: "Ninth brother, don't worry, that was before, I'm basically free now, and everything over there has been handed over to Xiao Guizi."

"Really?" I didn't quite believe what he said, mainly because I didn't have the slightest liking for gangsters.

He nodded hurriedly, "Really, otherwise, I wouldn't have time to be a suona maker."

I thought for a while, half-believed You Tianming's words, didn't say anything more, and asked him: "How sure are you of finding their mother and son?"

"100%!" he said.

Hearing what he said, I was completely relieved, and I glanced at the crying little girl, trying to find out something about Han Jingui from her. To my disappointment, the little girl knew very limited things, just Said that her father committed suicide, and she didn't know the reason for suicide.

For a moment, the scene fell into silence.

To be honest, I never thought that a tough guy like Han Jingui would choose to commit suicide, let alone that he would choose this path. kowtow.

The moment I looked up, I saw with sharp eyes that Han Jingui seemed to be pulling something in his hand, and Dingqing saw that it was a note.

As soon as I looked tense, I was about to break his palm, but to my disappointment, he clenched his fist tightly and couldn't break it at all.

"Brother Nine, let me try!" You Tianming came over and pressed one hand on Han Jingui's elbow and the other on his pulse.

In an instant, Han Jingui released his palm automatically.

I was a little dazed watching this scene, especially the little girl who hugged Han Jingui and said happily, "Dad, my father is not dead."

When I heard this, the corners of my eyes felt a little sour. If I guessed correctly, You Tianming should use the nerves of the human body to make Han Jingui release his palm automatically.

However, in the eyes of the little girl, this scene completely changed, and she mistakenly thought that Han Jingui was not dead yet.

I walked towards the little girl, stroked her hair, and whispered: "Old Han will bless you in heaven."

"Woooo!" The little girl burst into tears when she heard what I said, the voice was louder than before.

I was talking to the little girl here, but You Tianming over there took out the note from Han Jingui's hand, looked at it for a while, sometimes frowned, sometimes clenched his fists, and finally roared out, "Daoxu, I am drafting master. "

Hearing this, I put down the little girl and walked towards You Tianming, took the note from his hand and read it.

"Palace Master, the old man is suffering in his heart, but he can't say it out.

After more than [-] years in the business, the old man has been sincerely serving the Palace of Eight Immortals. When he was young, he was occasionally taught by his master, supported by his master, and finally became the lord of the palace.

I thought the old man would live like this in his life.

Who would have expected to meet the Palace Master who is only twenty years old. The first time the old man saw the Palace Master, he believed that the Palace Master would definitely lead us Eight Immortals to glory, a brand new glory, this glory only belongs to our Palace of Eight Immortals, Nothing to do with the coffin bearer.

As the former palace lord, the old man cannot hold back the palace lord. The old man wants to pave a road for the palace lord, and absolutely does not allow anyone to destroy this glory.

However, the master repeatedly ordered the old man to use tricks to persecute the palace lord, the old man couldn't bear it!
I can't bear the fact that the palace lord died at such a young age, and I can't bear to see our Eight Immortals have no follow-up!

It has been said since ancient times that there is a dilemma between loyalty and filial piety, one is the master and the other is the palace lord, the old man suffers!

If he listens to his master's words and persecutes the palace master, the old man will become a treacherous villain, ashamed of the patriarch and the Palace of Eight Immortals.

If he helped the palace lord, he would definitely be an enemy of the master, and the old man would become an ungrateful paper man, ashamed of the kindness his master taught him back then.

Bitter!

The old man has no choice but to leave this world!

don't read! "

Seeing this, I clenched my fists. From Han Jingui's words, I can see his helplessness, and even more his suffering. Perhaps, he has already seen through that sooner or later I will break with Daoxu.However, what I didn't expect was that I had cooperated with Daoxu now, and I didn't expect that little old man to order Lao Han to harm me.

"Daoxu, I will definitely let you die without a whole body."

I secretly made a vow.

At this moment, You Tianming pulled me and said, "Ninth Brother, do you want someone to kill him!"

I gave up, "No, if I guessed right, Daoxu should have a backup."

As I said that, I glanced at Han Jingui's corpse, "It's just...it's a pity, Old Han, he was driven crazy by Dao Xu, so he chose such a path!"

After finishing speaking, I tightened the note and handed it to Han Jingui, and You Tianming asked me why I had to return the note.

I said: "Let him drag it, he should just write it out, and didn't intend to let me read it."

You Tianming was stunned for a moment, and asked in confusion: "Why, didn't he mention the Palace Master many times, it should be written for you!"

I gave up and explained: "No, it's just a wish of his to write it out. He doesn't want to keep this matter in his heart. Whether he lets me know is another matter. He is worried that he has too much resentment. It’s not good after death, so I wrote it on a note and planned to take this note into the coffin for burial.”

Hearing what I said, You Tianming nodded thoughtfully, and didn't speak any more.

Afterwards, the two of us wandered around Han Jingui's house. To my bitterness, I found a coffin in Han Jingui's house. The paint and everything had been done. He prepared the coffin himself, and Han Jingui prepared the coffin for himself when he was only in his 60s, which shows that he already has the will to die.

When I discovered this situation, my hatred for Daoxu reached an extreme point, and I wanted to find Daoxu directly for several times. Considering that Song Guangliang's coffin had not been carried out of Shanghe Village, I suppressed the anger in my heart and informed Han Jingui of some fellow villagers He called some of Han Jingui's brothers and cousins ​​over.

After these people came over, I briefly told them about Han Jingui's situation, and told them to have a generous burial.

To say that brothers like Han Jingui really value friendship, they agreed immediately without saying a word, and a group of relatives began to discuss the funeral and the issue of Han Jingui's children.

During this period, I kept watching from the sidelines, and You Tianming pulled me back to Shanghe Village several times, but I refused.

I stay here for three purposes, one is the issue of Han Jingui's children, the other is Han Jingui's funeral, and the third is that Han Jingui's daughter-in-law and son have not heard from each other.

About half an hour later, Han Jingui and his relatives finally discussed and came to a conclusion. Each household pooled some money for Han Jingui's funeral, and his children were borne by Han Jingui's brothers in turn. When asked about Han Jingui's daughter-in-law When I was talking to my son, the group of relatives glanced at me.

I saw a hint of malice in their eyes, presumably they knew about Han Jingui's wife, and were about to explain, when You Tianming's phone rang.

"Mother and child are safe and on their way home!" You Tianming said to them after answering the phone.

As soon as these words came out, the relatives turned their eyes away, ignored us, and started to fiddle with the coffin.

"Ninth Brother, we have nothing to do, go back to Shanghe Village early!" That You Tianming pulled me, and asked: "By the way, Ninth Brother, didn't you come here to ask about Perakwood?"

I was stunned, how could I forget this thing, and now that Han Jingui has committed suicide, if he wants to know about the Perakwood, he can only find another way.

Just when I was in trouble, a man walked over. This man was tall and thick, and he didn't look like a good stubble. I thought he was looking for me, but his words made me smile.

(End of this chapter)