My master is invincible

Chapter 930 Colorful Coffin (53)

I only heard the voice actually say, bitter.

At first, I thought I heard it wrong, and rubbed my ears vigorously. Yes, the voice was indeed saying, bitter.

I turned my head to look at Lang Gao, and asked him if he heard the voice, he was slightly taken aback, and said in a deep voice, "Yes!"

I looked at the other people, and the answers they gave me were all yes, which made my heart hang even more. I took a few deep breaths, walked over there, looked down, and found the corpse The mouth of the corpse opened at some point, and the voice came from the mouth of the corpse.

Ma De, is it a fraud?

As soon as I thought of this, my back felt cold, big drops of sweat burst out, and Lang Gao next to me was similar to me.

"Ninth Brother, what should we do?" Na Lang Gao trembled and asked.

I thought about it for a while, it was all like this, the corpse had to be taken out, otherwise, I was afraid something would happen, so I nodded and said, "Bring out the corpse, I don't believe that ghosts can be haunted in broad daylight."

As I said that, I walked towards Shuiqin, explained to her roughly, and then repeatedly promised to get rid of the two corpses, and I would do my best to find the grave for Song Guangliang.

Na Xiang Shuiqin was reluctant at first, and kept muttering to me to find the tomb for the dead as soon as possible. She reluctantly agreed until Kong San and his wife came back and knelt in front of her.

This made me breathe a sigh of relief, so I asked Kong San if he had brought the white paper.

Where did Kong San dare to stay, he immediately took out a white paper and stuffed it into my hand. I counted a little, and there were about a dozen of them. It's quite thick, and it's estimated to be about two thousand.

Looking at the red envelope, I asked Kong San, "Who is this?"

"Eh!" He was taken aback for a moment, then smiled awkwardly, and said, "I have a little heart, I hope you don't dislike it!"

I don't understand what he meant. Giving the red envelopes is the master's business. It has nothing to do with Kong San. Just as he was about to speak, Kong San immediately said, "That's right. The cost of these two corpses is all on my shoulders."

Hearing this, how could I be polite to him, and immediately put away the red envelope, Ma De, a cemetery has been resold several times, taking him a red envelope is considered light.

When Kong San saw me put away the red envelope, he smiled and said, "Young man, after finishing these two corpses, I would like to ask you for a favor!"

"No time!" I directly rejected his proposal, and started to fiddle with the blank paper in my hand. Kong San seemed to have not given up yet, and kept muttering beside me while I was fiddling with the blank paper, saying that I must help him A favor, and said that if you don't help him, his family will die.

In this regard, I chose to ignore it. There is a saying that the law of heaven recurs, and retribution is not good. Didn't he help the evildoers?

"Young man, please, help us!" Kong San knelt down towards me, and his wife followed.

"No time!" I still said that.

"Ninth brother!" Nalang Gao called me, and said in a low voice, "They both knelt down, if you have a way, help them!"

"Yes! Palace Master Chen, if you have a way, help them. Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda." Xiang Shuiqin also helped and began to say good things.

I glanced at them, but didn't say a word, I continued to fiddle with the white paper in my hand, planning to tie it into the Dark Eight Immortals, while Lang Gao and the others kept persuading me to help the Kong San couple.

In the end, I really couldn't stand their persuasion, and said sharply: "The two families, let's say there are at least ten people in total, just because they are greedy for money, they killed the two families alive, big brother, you let me How can I help them?"

As soon as these words came out, Lang Gao was stunned for a moment and didn't speak, instead he said to Shui Qin, "Master Chen, that's not what you said, the dead are dead, should we consider the living? "

I glared at her, "You can still live if the sky does evil, but you can't live if you do evil yourself!"

After saying this, I walked over to the grave with the blank paper in my mouth, then squatted down, and continued to fiddle with the white paper in my hand. Lang Gao was stunned for a moment, and followed. As for Xiang Shuiqin and Kong San I froze in place.

When Lang Gao walked up to me, he wanted to speak several times, but my eyes stopped him, so he changed the subject, and asked me, "Ninth Brother, how long will you, the Dark Eight Immortals, be stabbing?"

"Half an hour!" I replied casually.

"What is the function of the Dark Eight Immortals?" He asked again.

I glanced at him, raised the fish drum I was piercing in my hand, and said softly: "The fish drum is a treasure held by Zhang Guolao. There is a saying among the coffin bearers that the fish drum has a Sanskrit sound frequently and can be used for divination." Life; while Lu Dongbin's fire dragon Chunyang sword, the sword is full of aura and charm, which can suppress evil spirits and exorcise evil spirits; Self-cultivation and self-cultivation; the gourd of Tieguai Li, the gourd only saves five blessings, and can save all living beings; the fan of Han Zhongli, gently shaking the small fan, can bring the dead back to life; Qi; Lancaihe's flower basket, the flower basket contains extraordinary items, which can enlighten the gods."

After saying this, I stopped talking to Lang Gao, and I couldn't help but speed up a little bit. After all, the Dark Eight Immortals are not so easy to do, and now it's getting close to dusk, so I have to get rid of the two corpses before it's completely dark. If you don't come out, once you wait until night, God knows if the corpse will change in vain.

When Lang Gao saw that I was silent, he seemed to be thinking of something, so he jumped up suddenly, his tone agitated, and said, "Brother Jiu, you just said that Han Zhongli's fan can bring the dead back to life, is it true?"

I was taken aback, and said with a wry smile, "This is a rumor, so it shouldn't be true!"

I say this because after going through the Wanming Pagoda, I am very indifferent to the so-called longevity and resurrection. I think these things are legends. To put it bluntly, they are deceiving people.

As soon as the words fell, Lang Gao's expression shrank suddenly, and he said, "Since it's a legend, why do you still tie these things?"

I glared at him and said, "Legends are legends, rites are rites. Besides, even if the Dark Eight Immortals don't have as much effect as in the legends, at least they will have some effect, right?"

"Okay!" He sighed, walked to my side, and pushed me with his arm, "Ninth Brother, tell me the truth, you really don't intend to help the couple?"

I sneered and said, "Unless the sky falls, don't expect me to help them."

"Why?" he asked.

Instead of answering his question, I asked him, "If you catch a murderer, will you let him go because his family is dying?"

Hearing what I said, Lang Gao blurted out, "We must not let him go!"

I smiled, "The same reason, do you think I will help them?"

After saying this, I don't want to continue talking with Lang Gao. To me, the husband and wife killed two families, which is considered as goodness and kindness. Now that they are getting retribution, they really deserve it.

At the moment, I asked Lang Gao to watch the tomb for me, while I continued to fiddle with the Dark Eight Immortals.

While I was messing around with the Dark Eight Immortals, the couple actually chatted with Xiang Shuiqin, and there would be a sigh from time to time, judging by their posture, they were quite familiar with each other.

After finishing the Dark Eight Immortals, I looked up at the sky. Half of the sun had already submerged on the top of the mountain. It should be getting dark soon. Considering the time constraints, I didn’t dare to stay any longer. in one direction, and then light three pillars of fragrance and insert them directly in front of the tomb.

After doing this, the couple moved closer to Shuiqin, perhaps considering the dead in the tomb, the three of them did not dare to get too close, so they stopped one meter away from the tomb, and asked Shuiqin: "Chen? Palace Master, do you need us to do something?"

I turned my head and glanced at her, shook my head, and without speaking, I started to set up a small altar in the tomb, on which were not ordinary sacrifices, but three stones, and Nalangao asked me why Put stones.

To be honest, I don't know why the stones are placed, but the "Liu Ding Liu Jia Burial Sutra" says that it is best to place stones for sacrifices in the tomb within the tomb.

I smiled wryly, said I didn't know, and wrapped the three stones with the white paper left before, and then asked Kong San, "What are the names of the two deceased?"

After finishing speaking, I was afraid that he might mistake the name of the deceased, so I added another sentence, "Remember, you must distinguish the two deceased, and don't confuse the names."

He was taken aback, discussed with his wife, and said, "The deceased above is named Wu Tian, ​​and the deceased below is named Wang Yu."

"Are you sure?" I said quietly.

He nodded, "Yes, I won't remember the name wrong."

Hearing what he said, I breathed a sigh of relief. The reason why I care so much about the name is because the name of the deceased needs to be written on the stone, and when writing the name, I must follow the rule that the left hand is the largest. A wrong name can easily lead to accidents.

So, I wrote Wu Tian's name on the left stone, and Wang Yu's name on the right stone. As for the stone in the middle, I wrote the title of Taishang Laojun. The purpose of doing this is , praying to the Supreme Lord to protect them both.

After doing all of this, I wash my hands by the side of the reservoir first, as a respect for the Supreme Lord, and then arrange the clothes on my body, bow to the altar three times, and say loudly: "Today there is disciple Chen Jiu, Fengtian Ziling, I hope you will be more considerate when you come to build a grave." (ps: For a coffin without a queen, the slogan of the person concerned must be based on the order of the emperor.)
After shouting this, I was stunned, lit three sticks of incense and held it in my hand, walked around the altar three times, and then walked towards the tomb with the three sticks of incense, I don't know what happened, just now When I got to the edge of the tomb, I always felt that there seemed to be something standing there on the other side of the altar.

Turning his head, he saw that there was no one else there except Lang Gao standing there. It was so strange, how could this be?
(End of this chapter)