My master is invincible

Chapter 1195 The Death of Daoxu (19)

Seeing Daoxu caused a lot of commotion in the audience, many people stood up and looked towards Daoxu, intending to see Daoxu's demeanor.

This is something that can't be helped. To the outside world, Daoxu is the president of the Metaphysics Association, and only some senior members of the association know that Daoxu has long been emptied.

"Chen Jiu, do you dare to take this bet?" The Tao Xu stared at me fiercely, and said word by word.

I smiled, "Next."

As soon as I said this, many people looked at me and Dao Xu, and even whispered into my ears, generally doubting my identity, saying that I am the son of a high-ranking official, He also said that my family background is prominent, and some people even compared Luo Dongchuan to me, saying that we are brothers.

All of a sudden, rumors like this were heard endlessly.

At that time, I really wanted to tell them that Lao Tzu's father was doing farming at home!

The whole scene lasted for about a minute, and the old man gave up and said slowly: "Since the parties have confirmed the bet, I declare the bet to take effect."

As soon as the words were finished, he quickly ran towards the first row, and I saw with sharp eyes that the old man took out a photo and waved it in front of Huang Zhongming.

According to my guess, that guy is likely to kidnap a descendant of Huang Zhongming like the big villain on TV.

No, when Huang Zhongming saw the photo, his complexion changed drastically, and he stared at Daoxu with fiery eyes. Because of the distance, I couldn't hear what they were talking about.

However, from their expressions, I can guess one or two, which should not be a good word.

The two of them talked for 3 minutes, until Dao Xu yelled loudly, "Chen Jiu, I will destroy your whole family."

With these words, the whole bet has officially kicked off.

Perhaps it was because the bet was too big this time. The association arranged two seats for me and Huang Zhongming on the stage. There was a podium in front of each seat. On the podium was a bottle of Wahaha mineral water and a similar inkstone. s things.

After we sat down, the old man came out from the crowd, and winked at Daoist Liuyun again, signaling for Daoist Liuyun to go down.

Daoist Liuyun probably didn't want to go any further, after all, he was also one of the shareholders of this bet, so he glanced at the old man.

Unexpectedly, the old man said directly, "Okay, leave your finger to the sky, and I will organize this bet."

As he said that, the old man walked towards the stage. When he passed by Daoxu, the old man paused for a moment, and reached out his hand to make a gesture to Daoist Liuyun, which meant to ask him to take out Yizhitian.

Daoist Liuyun didn't know what he was thinking, he hesitated for a long time before handing over Yizhitian.

As Taoist Liuyun handed over his finger to the sky, that Wang Muyang stepped onto the stage and handed Chu Guang into the hands of the old man, and said to me again, "Chen Jiu, all my worth this time is on you, please don't worry about it!" Don't embarrass us coffin bearers."

I hummed. At this moment, I could feel that Wang Muyang was standing on my side sincerely. The reason was very simple. He mentioned the word coffin-bearer.

There were hundreds of people present, mostly Taoist priests and Fengshui masters, coffin bearers like us, only Wang Muyang and I, this may be the love of robes among colleagues.

As far as the whole profession of coffin-bearers is concerned, Wang Muyang and I are life and death enemies. Our ideas are completely different, but in front of outsiders, we can still be the same to the outside world. This may be like an enemy and friend as a famous expert said. Bar.

That Wang Muyang may have sensed the change in my heart, walked up to me, and patted my shoulder, "Chen Jiu, please remember one sentence, you are not representing yourself, nor your master, but The future of our coffin-bearers industry as a whole, if we win, the coffin-bearers can gradually be shown in front of the world, and may even affect some people's views on coffin-bearers, and if we lose, we don't know when we will rise, the coffin-bearers. We must continue to receive the strange eyes of the world.”

I understand what he means. As far as our industry is concerned, if a person in his 60s or [-]s carries a coffin, he may not attract strange eyes from outsiders. Young people like us carry a coffin. I believe that Wang Muyang also received a lot of this kind of attention when he first entered this industry.

At that moment, I nodded and said in a deep voice, "Thank you for reminding me!"

"Don't mention the word of thanks, if you win, I'll be rewarded too!" Wang Muyang left this sentence and walked straight to the audience.

After Wang Muyang went down, Master Jiang and Wang Xin came up to say hello in turn, especially Master Jiang's words reminded me, he said that Huang Zhongming's attainments in formations were among the best in the past 100 years The character, who is named after Xu Zeshi and Mr. Wang, should try to avoid questions about the formation.

This made me very embarrassed. I thought that Huang Zhong was famous outside of the gold and inside, but I never thought that he would be a formation master, and he was named after Mr. Wang and Xu Zeshi.

In an instant, there was a feeling of lifting a rock and hitting one's own foot. No wonder the ancients often said that people don't look good.

At this moment, the old man coughed lightly and said softly, "Be quiet!"

In an instant, the whole scene was silent.

The old man seemed very satisfied with this reaction, and continued: "I believe everyone has seen it just now. This is a bet. The two parties are respectively, the formation master Huang Zhongming, and that..."

As he said that, the old man looked at me and said softly, "What's your name and what do you do?"

As soon as these words came out, the audience roared with laughter.

I frowned. It would be nonsense to say that the old man didn't know my name. After all, many people called me by my name just now. He deliberately asked me to embarrass me. There is no way to favor Huang Zhongming. One is from the Presbyterian Hall of the Metaphysics Association, and the other is a senior member of the Metaphysics Association, and I am just an outsider.

After thinking about this, I was not angry, and said in a deep voice, "Chen Jiu, the coffin bearer."

"The coffin bearer?" The old man frowned, subconsciously looking at Wang Muyang.

I hummed and didn't say anything more, mainly because I felt that there was no need to talk to this kind of person.

Just because I don't speak, doesn't mean those people in the audience don't speak.

"Fuck, I thought that guy was so amazing, but he turned out to be a dead coffin bearer."

"Yeah, we were all deceived. We thought that guy had a prominent background, but we didn't expect that he was a laborer. How is this different from a migrant worker?"

"My dear friend, what you said is wrong. There is a big difference between migrant workers and migrant workers. Migrant workers rely on physical strength to eat, while coffin bearers rely on cheating and abduction."

"Oh, how do you say that?"

"Ai! Last time my parents passed away, I hired a group of local coffin bearers. I originally planned to spend 30 yuan to send the old man on the road safely. Who would have thought that it would cost more than 50 yuan in the end, and the group of coffin bearers gave it to me?" It's a trap."

"What kind of trick?"

"It was said that the time of the ancestor's death was wrong, and that the coffin was difficult to lift, and it might cost his life. It cost a lot of money to go there."

"That's it, no wonder who posted it so fast, presumably this kind of thing has been done a lot?"

(End of this chapter)