My master is invincible

Chapter 2190 Mausoleum Coffin (33)

Thinking of this, I hurriedly glanced at Wang.

I wanted to say it directly, but after seeing Wang Meng's face, I chose not to say it, but gave Luo Dongchuan a wink, and said softly: "I know how to get rid of the evil spirit."

Luo Dongchuan was slightly taken aback, stared at me in disbelief, and said in a voiceless voice: "You really know?"

I hummed and said, "As long as you use that method, it's absolutely fine."

The black old man was attracted by my words, turned his head to look at me, and said doubtfully, "This is not a joke."

I smiled, but before I could speak, Wang Meng's expression darkened, and he sneered, "Boy, are you the only one who can get rid of this forming evil spirit?"

"If it's resolved, how about you being my son?" I asked with a smile.

"Boy, if you don't solve it, you will cut off your arms?" Wang Meng stared at me.

I shrugged my shoulders and said with a smile, "Yes!"

As I said that, I looked at the old man Hei, "Senior Chong, can you give me a certificate?"

"Yes!" The black old man nodded.

Seeing this, I looked at Wang Meng, and said with a smile, "Wang Meng, our bet has been settled just like this. If it is resolved later, I want you to kneel in front of me, call for daddy, and sing me the song" Father"."

"Boy, don't be so quick with your tongue, you're still ready to cut off your arms." Wang Meng said with disdain and confidence.

In fact, I know why he is so confident. To put it bluntly, this Wang Meng may have investigated me, and he definitely thought that I would not think of that method.

But, then again, without Yuanjiacun and the recent idea of ​​setting up a company, I really couldn't think of that way.

Because that method involves fire.

That's right, it's fire.

My method is very simple, just find some gasoline, pour it on the plastic of the house, and then ignite the whole house, and burn it clean.

As for the coffin of senior Niu Huai, since it is a mausoleum coffin, it is naturally not afraid of fire. In other words, a big fire will only burn the house and plastic film and other things, and will not hurt the coffin.

Of course, this is just my guess, as for the facts, I am not very clear.

However, I am more than 90% sure that as long as I burn it with fire, the evil spirit formed around the mausoleum will definitely be burned away.

Immediately, I was not polite, I gave the king a fierce smile, and said: "Wait until you kneel down and call daddy, let's sing "Father"!"

After I finished speaking, I looked at Han Qiu and whispered something in his ear, roughly telling him to find a few barrels of gasoline.

Without saying a word, Han Qiu immediately walked outside.

After Han Qiu left, Luo Dongchuan immediately came over and asked me in a low voice: "Chen Jiu, are you really sure?"

I hummed, and said in a low voice, "Don't worry, when did you see me do something that I wasn't sure about?"

"All right!"

He muttered, looked at Wang Meng next to him, then looked towards me, and said with a light smile: "If you really win, I assure you, Wang Meng will never dare to be foolish."

I nodded and didn't speak.

Honestly speaking, I don't really want to embarrass Wang Meng and Wang Kai, after all, they are members of the coffin bearer Wang's family, plus the relationship between Wen Xue and Wang Muyang.

However, from the moment these two brothers appeared to the present, they have been rushing towards my Fire Dragon Chunyang Sword, which made me have to stand up and resist.

At the moment, I also took a deep breath, and I was not free. First, I tore off the wires around the house, and then got some water, mainly because I was afraid that when the house burned down, the house where Mr. Gong lived would be burned.

After all, the house behind is just a utility room. If the house where Mr. Gong lives is burned down, I will feel a little sorry.

After I finished these things, Han Qiu came with two large barrels of gasoline in his hand.

As soon as Wang Meng saw the thing in Han Qiu's hand, his face changed instantly, he stared at me sullenly, and scolded angrily: "Chen Jiu, you are so fucking shameless, this is obviously the solution I came up with."

"Really?" I glanced at him, ignored him at all, and gave Han Qiu a wink, and Han Qiu immediately understood what I meant, and suddenly poured the gasoline barrel on hand towards the house.

It took less than a minute, and the house behind was filled with a strong smell of gasoline.

"Senior Chong, if Chen Jiu is going to set fire to the house, the coffin inside will be gone. Don't let him set fire!" Wang Meng hurriedly looked at the old man Hei.

I really understood that he was planning to use old man Hei to stop me from setting fire.

Once it is really stopped by him, the bet between the two of us just now will naturally not take effect.

However, I was not in a hurry, so I asked Wang Meng with a smile, "You said you can't set fire, so you can come up with a way. If you have a way to get rid of the evil spirit that has formed, I will naturally not set fire again, Senior Zong, What do you think?"

As soon as the words fell, the black old man thought for a while, then looked at Wang fiercely, "Do you have a solution?"

"I..." Wang Meng was at a loss for words for a while, and for a long time, he couldn't explain why.

"Chen Jiu, since you think that setting fire can solve these evil spirits that have formed, please give me a reasonable explanation. If there is no reasonable explanation, I'm afraid I can't let you set this fire." The black old man looked at me , There is an irresistible momentum in the words.

It was as if, as long as I refused to explain, he would mercilessly stop the next thing.

I thought about it for a while, and didn't hide anything, so I said, "Senior Chong, with your qualifications, you should know where the evil spirit comes from, right?"

He nodded, and said without hesitation: "The so-called evil spirit is nothing more than a gas between the heaven and the earth. This kind of gas takes the dead as the source, gradually breeds, and wanders in the limited space. As long as the living person accidentally touches the evil spirit , coupled with specific factors, will affect the five luck and six qi of the human body."

I nodded slightly, and said with a smile: "That's right, this is ordinary evil spirit, and the so-called formed evil spirit is like rain, but it is condensed to a certain extent and becomes abstract. Just like what you just said As you said, this gas is wandering in a limited space, and this evil spirit has been suppressed in the coffin, which means it can only wander in the coffin, I wonder if I am right?"

The black old man nodded without thinking about it, and said with satisfaction: "That's right, it can indeed be understood in this way."

Hearing this, I breathed a sigh of relief, mainly because I was worried about the black old man and didn't want to admit it, but now it seems that it is completely unnecessary.

So, I continued: "I think you should also know that there is a corpse in this coffin, right?"

He glared at me, and said in a deep voice: "Don't talk about these useless things, pick the key points."

(End of this chapter)