ghost craftsman

Chapter 156 Ghost Craftsman vs Ghost Craftsman

I told this idea to the third master, and he smiled and said, "It's very simple. There are many people who are good at gold, but he should see that my skills are not simple. Once a fight starts, the local police will inevitably be attracted. It's not easy for him to end the trouble, if he guessed correctly, he gave us a day, and he probably went to find someone."

Hearing what he said, I thought about it for a while, and it seems that this is really the case. Once a fight starts, with the skill of the third master, he will definitely make a big move, but it is a bit difficult to end it.

You know, Jin Shan's intention is very obvious, that is to replace Du Sanniang's position in Niuwang Village, and he will definitely not cause trouble for himself.

After figuring this out, I discussed with the third master about tomorrow's competition, and Wu Can and Su Xiaoman seemed to be talking about something all the time.

When the evening was approaching, Wu Can made some food for us, while Su Xiaoman followed me all the time. In her words, she hoped to avenge her and kill Jin Shan.

When she said this, Su Xiaoman's face was full of anger. Presumably, she also hated Jin Shan to the bone.

I didn't dare to agree, after all, I was only 17 years old at that time, how could I dare to kill someone.

The four of us stayed in the room that night.

Silent all night.

At seven o'clock the next morning, the four of us washed up early, sat in the living room and waited for Jin Shan's arrival.

It was about 07:30, and the third master said to me: "Chuanzi, don't put yourself under pressure, even if you lose, the master is behind you."

I hummed, closed my eyes and rested my mind, planning to face this competition with the best posture.

The wait was undoubtedly long, and in just half an hour, I felt as long as a century had passed.

After a long wait, it was finally eight o'clock. I have to say that Jin Shan was very punctual. Just after eight o'clock, there was a burst of noisy footsteps at the door.

In less than a moment, the door was pushed open, and Jin Jinshan led twenty people in.

The twenty or so people carried some wood in their hands, which was the most common fir. Those firs had been split into coffin boards one by one. To make a coffin, you just need to put them together.

This made me frown. If it's just a coffin, the requirements for craftsmanship are greatly reduced.

If so, I have nothing to say.After all, Wendou can also fight like this.

However, what I never expected was that behind the twenty or so people, there were actually eight middle-aged men in black clothes.

The eight middle-aged men were dressed in black suits and black sunglasses. They formed a team of four and walked in slowly carrying two corpses.

I know the two corpses they carried, one is Mr. Wu and the other is Mrs. Wu.

The two corpses had already been put on black shrouds. The strange thing is that their postures remained unchanged when they died. Mr. Wu was kneeling, his face pale, and his hands were behind his back, while Mrs. Wu was holding her hands behind her. Behind Yu, her limbs were extremely stiff. Since Mrs. Wu was hanged upside down when she died, her face was full of blood, and she looked extremely terrifying.

When he saw the two corpses, Wu Can was the first to react. He stared at Huang Jinshan angrily, and cursed: "Bastard, Jinshan, you are a beast. My father and your mother are dead, why don't you die?" Don't let them go, and disturb their peace."

That Jinshan smiled, raised his leg and kicked Wu Can's abdomen, and said coldly: "You bloody monster, get out of here!"

After saying this, he walked towards me straight away, changed his attitude just now, and said with a smile: "Luo Dongchuan, I asked you to choose the competition yesterday, and I also asked you to choose the coffin competition today. Comments."

After finishing speaking, he snapped his fingers, and the eight middle-aged men immediately brought the bodies of Mr. Wu and Mrs. Wu over and placed them in front of me.

That Jinshan smiled and said: "Do you think this is going to work? You must know the reason for the death of these two people. It is difficult to distinguish our craftsmanship just by making coffins. Why don't we put a coffin on each of us?" , and then each person chooses a corpse and puts the corpse in the coffin, whoever builds the coffin that can make the corpse emit evil spirits will win."

As he spoke, he snapped his fingers again, and a 20-year-old hooligan came over, with colorfully dyed hair, holding something like a drum in his hand.

I immediately recognized that thing, it was the ghost artisan's Jiwen from the Xu family.

Before I could speak, Jin Jinshan spoke again. He said, "Yesterday I asked you to give priority to two choices, and today I have to give priority to them too. I will choose the corpse of Mrs. Wu."

Hearing this, I frowned. Isn't this nonsense? Old Mrs. Wu is his mother. In addition, Mrs. Wu herself committed suicide, so she didn't have any evil spirits at all, but Mrs. Wu committed suicide, and the evil spirit was particularly heavy. It can even be said that Mr. Wu always died of injustice, and the evil spirit on his body can be imagined.

If it's just like this, there is a coffin that can dissipate the evil spirit from Mr. Wu's body, and it is made of willow wood, coupled with some special techniques, it will be enough!
However, the one that Jinshan moved here was Chinese fir, and the hard wood of Chinese fir, coupled with its special geographical environment, not only could not dissipate the evil spirit from the deceased, but even aggravated it.

At that moment, I stared straight at him and said word by word: "Jin Jinshan, the patriarch is watching you from the sky, so you are not afraid of the punishment from the patriarch."

I say this because this is not a fair fight at all.

I didn't have much confidence in the first place, but now that he's messing with me like this, what little confidence I had left was wiped out.

That Jinshan smiled and said, "Why? Don't you dare?"

I hated it so much, but now it is bound to be stronger, so I had no choice but to say: "Dare, why not, but I have to choose someone to fight."

He smiled and said, "Of course it can."

After saying this, Jin Shan snapped his fingers again and said, "Cun Mao, go and invite those old carpenters in to be a referee."

And the old carpenter as the referee?

Just at the time of Lengshen, five old men about 80 years old walked in, all of them were gray-haired, but they looked full of energy.

After those old carpenters came in, Rao Jinshan also bent down towards them and said: "Five masters, it is really Huang's fault for inviting you here today, but the other party is the closed disciple of Old Ghost Liu of Hengyang, so please don't invite me." If you come here, I’m afraid it will be hard to convince the crowd.”

When I heard it, my expression changed drastically. Isn't this a competition between ghost craftsmen? Why did my master get involved? Five old carpenters were invited to be the judges.

In an instant, I immediately understood Huang Jinshan's plan. He planned to use this competition to shake my master's position in the ghost crafting industry.

You know, my master has passed away, and now I am the master's closed apprentice, once I lose, it will affect the reputation of the master.

This made my heart sink like iron, and my eyes were fixed on Jin Shan. If possible, I would like to kill him directly.

(End of this chapter)