Chapter 883 Colorful Coffin (6)

When Lang Gao saw me sitting down, he didn't say anything, so he sat down next to me, while Chen Ergu played with his mobile phone as usual.

Just like that, we waited in the room for a while, about 10:30 pm. Han Jingui led five Eight Immortals in and looked up. I knew these five people, one was Li Jiangang and the other four.

Yes, I only know people, and I don’t know what their names are. The main reason is that these four people are not very close to me and have always been unsalary to me. Unexpectedly, the four of them will come over.

This made me stunned for a few seconds, and then asked them, "How could it be you?"

The four of them glanced at me and didn't say anything. Instead, Li Jiangang spoke, and he said, "Parent Lord, these four are four brothers. The eldest is Yan Feng, the second is Yan Qu, and the third is Yan Yu,

The fourth brother is Yan Shun. They don’t like to talk very much on weekdays, but in the face of major events, the four of them are never vague.”

When I heard this name, I blurted out, "Good weather!"

The boss of the four brothers nodded and said, "Prince Palace Master, what do you think of this? We four brothers will listen to you."

I nodded and looked at them with gratitude. During this period in the Eight Immortals Palace, I have been familiar with many Eight Immortals in the local area. I was disappointed that those Eight Immortals did not come, but the four brothers who did not have much social interaction came.

, Sometimes I have to say that if you play well, you may not always stand up. As an idiom says, friends with alcohol and meat, this is probably what it means!

Then, we sat down and began to discuss how to take over Song Guangliang's funeral tomorrow. The first person to speak was Li Jiangang. He looked angry and said, "Parent Lord, we must take over this funeral, otherwise, this

I am very embarrassed."

I said no, and asked him: "Do you have any good opinions?"

"No!" I shook my head and said, "Then Song Guangliang and his sisters are going to make trouble in the police station, so they have no intention of doing this. We must drive You Shusong away without disturbing the master's family."

"Huh?" I was stunned and threw my eyes at Han Jingui. Before I could speak, Han Jingui immediately said, "Parent Lord, I used to encounter people who rob business, so I always asked some of the Eight Immortals to scare those people first.

Some timids dare not offend us, so they can only give up this funeral."

After about three or four minutes of quiet, Lang Gao said, "Brother Jiu, do you think this is OK? Let's fight for funerals in the name of Lao Han. First, Lao Han is a local, and second, Lao Han is a little bit in the local area.

If we grab reputation like this, we won’t be in the wrong. After all, over the years, Lao Han has been holding funerals in this place, and You Shusong has nothing to say."

All right!

In an instant, the whole room became quiet and no one spoke.

I'm going to give up. The old lady has done a lot for the Eight Immortals Palace. I can't bother her anymore because of this. First, the old lady is getting older and has many inconveniences in movement. Second, I'm afraid that what You Shusong says to stimulate the old lady.

, only increase the old lady's worries.

I smiled awkwardly and threw my eyes at Lang Gao. He paid much attention on weekdays and asked him: "Is there any good way for Lang Gao?"

I nodded and signaled him to continue.

"I will give you the position of the Palace Master!" I said.

I understand his meaning. This funeral is not just a funeral, but also concerns the dispute between the Eight Immortals in the South and the Eight Great Vajras in the North. If you are not careful, you will lose your word and will even make Wang Muyang implicate it in the Metaphysical Association.

, and when the Metaphysical Society was revealed, our Eight Immortals would probably have a hard time in the future. A feudal superstition would be enough for us to drink a pot of food.

He stammered and said, "This... Palace Master, I... I... Alas, let Lao Han say that he has experience in this kind of thing."

"It's even more impossible. I just handed over the position of the Palace Master to you last year, so how can I give it back? In my opinion, this funeral has transcended the past funeral. You must not play the cards according to the rules. The Palace Master must come forward to You Shusong with

If we negotiate, if we fight for funerals in my name, it is a bit inconsistent with our eight immortals." Han Jingui said.

"Where do you meet a bold person?" I asked.

For a moment, I was a little embarrassed. It would definitely not work to snatch the funeral openly. It would arouse disgust among the local people. If it might be done well, the master would also be driven out. We must think of a legitimate reason to stand at the highest point of morality.

Only then can you get the funeral.

I smiled. The method he said was more common in rural areas. To put it bluntly, it was still bullying foreigners by locals. But, the situation seems to be wrong now. Strictly speaking, I am considered a foreigner, and You Shusong is

The locals really make a fuss, but I'm just a fallacy.

Han Jingui seemed to see what I was in a dilemma, so he said, "Princess Master, do you think this is OK? You are the palace master of our Eight Immortals Palace, so you are a local. And so, we can invite the old lady here.

, She has done a lot of good things with us, and many people have bought her orders. She said a few words to us."

"There is a solution, I'm afraid you won't know how to use it!" He glanced at it and muttered.

"Do you still remember the funeral in Dongxing Town? Many Eight Immortals robbed funerals!" he asked.

"Just fight! We are locals anyway!" As he said that, Han Jingui seemed to remember something and explained: "Parent Lord, I didn't say you. I mean we have more people, and the other party must be less than us. Under the fist,

Export the truth.”

He said: "I mean, we can instigate the master's family to make a platform, and then let us compete with You Shusong."

Thinking about it, my eyes lit up and said, "With the way Wang Muyang holds the funeral, the body must be cremated, but this place is mainly burial. The two people have conflicted, we can..."

At this moment, I set my chin on one hand and smoked on the other, and my mind kept thinking about my mind.

At this point, I was silent for a while, and my mind was thinking about how to make myself legitimately handle Song Guangliang's thoughts.

"What's the solution?" I asked.

Before I could finish my words, Han Jingui said, "Parent Lord, You Shusong said that this time, Song Guangliang is buried in peace."

As soon as this was said, Han Jingui immediately retorted, saying, "No! I am not the palace master of the Eight Immortals Palace now, so I am not qualified to fight for the funeral."

I say this, firstly because Song Guangliang and his brothers had a little kinship with You Shusong, they were likely to be on the side of You Shusong, and secondly, You Shusong has money, and I am afraid that You Shusong will propose to hold a funeral for free, which is not good for us.

"This is not possible, that is not possible. What is it possible!" Li Jiangang muttered on the side.

"Good idea!" I slapped my thigh with my palm and said, "This is not OK, that is not OK, yes, let You Shusong not OK, that is not OK!"

"What?" Lang Gao, Han Guijin and Li Jian seemed to not understand what I meant, and looked at me with confusion.
Chapter completed!