Chapter 1951 The Eight Immortals Gathering (33)

When Zhuge Qingming saw me, he smiled faintly at me and didn't say anything.

But, in his smile, I saw a trace of helplessness.

He seemed to have something to hide.

This is my first thought.

I originally wanted to ask in depth, but considering that Wang Muyang was next to me, I couldn't ask in detail, so I had to change the topic.

According to my idea, I would like to ask about my future journey.

However, I am not allowed to ask the current situation.

In desperation, I had to ask Zhuge Qingming, "How did you deal with the bodies of Zhuge Qing and others?"

He seemed to have thought of something, but a trace of pain flashed across his face, but he was well covered up.

This old guy is even more amazing, he actually started to beat his fingers.

When Zhuge Qingming saw me nodding, he smiled and said indifferently: "Party Lord, luck is very wonderful. It is all due to decline. Your luck was very bad in the early years, but now it is different. Your luck has come."

If the Great Elder is also an old fox, when he saw me looking over, he hurriedly said, "Parent Lord, you are the Palace Master. You must carry this banner. I can only provide you with some advice."

Furthermore, the Great Elder gave me the Fire Dragon Pure Yin Sword again.

How could there be good luck?

He raised his eyes and glanced at the coffin holder present, and said in a deep voice: "They are not as lucky as you, and they are likely to die because of this."

As he said that, he quickly added, "But, Palace Master, you will never have any trouble if you are lucky this time?"

All right!

To be honest, I wanted to give up this profession several times, and then just find a job with a high salary or low salary, marry a wife who is neither beautiful nor ugly, and live a stable life.

This... is really a lot of good luck.

If I really just want to survive, there is no need to interfere in this matter.

He smiled, "Prince Palace, please feel it carefully. Has there anything different from the past happened recently?"

Um?

I don’t understand what he meant. One is his sentence that was completely dead, and the other is that I have good luck?

Is this too fucking?

With my luck, I know better than anyone else.

He smiled slightly, stared at me, and said with a smile: "Now you are lucky, but Yuan Qingtian has declined from prosperity. You don't need to do anything. Just compare luck with him, but this has a disadvantage."

Immediately afterwards, he heard him say, "Parent Lord, this is the case. We have put the bodies of him and the coffin-carrying corpses under him aside, and we will never hinder this matter."

I gave him a blank look and looked at He again.

Um?

Is there any more?

I thought about it for a while, but I really couldn't think of anything. The main reason is that I have encountered recently, they are quite heartbreaking.

Uncle Huang probably guessed that I remembered the old man and hurriedly said, "Village Chief, people are interesting after all. The old man has reached the deadline. Even without you, he will not have many days."

All right!

This guy said more directly, "Chen Jiu, it's not that I won't help you, but that your elder said that this is the business of your coffin-carrying maker in the south. I am from the northerner and I don't care."

Without thinking, he smiled and said, "By the word Yuan Qingtian alone, I concluded that he would die within three days. However, with the blessing of Yuan Qingtian, whether he could die completely is still a matter of Mo Ling."

He said this, what else could I say, so I nodded and asked him, "What do you think about this?"

In desperation, I looked at Wang Muyang.

"Yes!" Mr. He muttered, "You have also become the palace lord of our Eight Immortals Palace in Guangdong."

From time to time, I also wanted to work as a coffin carryr for my dreams for the rest of my life.

At this moment, Uncle Huang pulled me and said with a smile: "Village Chief, you are the village chief of our Niu Mian Village now. This is a great thing!"

Don't be so unlucky, I'm happy.

This is not the same as not saying it.

After hearing what they said, I thought about it for a while, and according to what they said, I seemed to be really lucky. Not only did I become the village chief of Niumian Village, but I also became the palace master of the Eight Immortals Palace in Guangdong. More importantly, because of the old man's yin and yang rice, my body and the Fire Dragon Pure Yang Sword have undergone earth-shaking changes.

Made, at the age of age, still imitates children to beat their fingers, and is not afraid of being disrespectful to others.

I subconsciously pointed it out, and since I entered the industry, my luck has been particularly unlucky.

So, I looked at the eldest son.

Um?

Is there such a good thing?

I asked quickly, "What are the signs?"

I told this.

I thought about it for a while and if I talk about the good things recently, I guess it can only be considered a house given by Mrs. Yuan. The key is that Mrs. Yuan transferred the house under her name early in the morning, which made me inexplicably add a house.

Because he said something irrelevant.

As a coffin holder over the years, he didn't make any money and even made himself look like he was not a human being.

At that moment, I gave him a blank look and was not in the mood to listen to him.

While talking, he looked at the mourning hall outside the hall.

He smiled. "This is just one of them, think about it again."

I nodded, waved my mind to the unhappiness, looked at Zhuge Qingming, and asked him: "What do you mean?"

But whenever I want to give up, all kinds of things will come to me.

I'm drunk too.

But the cruel reality is that I can't even support myself.

The current situation is not only that I have to survive, but also that I have to live with all the coffin holders, and even kill Yuan Qingtian directly.

However, all this is based on the death of the old man.

I really want to incite him to slap him a few times in the face, but I actually used this to block me.

This made me very depressed.

Looking at his eyes, I slapped my palm on my thigh, how could I forget about this?

Zhuge Qingming seemed to know that I was not like that, and smiled and said, "Parent Lord, if you guessed correctly, you were very unlucky in the first half of your life, right?"

Seeing that I looked bad, Wang Muyang smiled and said hurriedly: "Chen Jiu, there is no way to explain this matter. First of all, we have to figure out Yuan Qingtian's purpose, and secondly, we are trying to figure out what he has done in this place, and finally..."

I hurriedly asked, "What are the disadvantages?"

Yuan Qingtian’s purpose was very simple, so that the coffin maker’s profession would be carried forward. I vaguely understood what formations should have been laid here.

As for what the function of this formation is, I don’t know for the time being. The main reason is that what happened before was too sudden and I didn’t have time to check the formation carefully for me.

However, one thing I felt relieved, that was that when Yuan Qingtian left, he did not carry the coffin away.

Without any hesitation, I immediately greeted me, "Leave some people to guard the main hall, and eight coffincarvers come to the mourning hall with me."
Chapter completed!