Chapter 930 The Colorful Coffin (53)

I only heard the voice saying, "It's bitter."

At first, I thought I had heard it wrong, so I rubbed my ears hard. Yes, the sound was indeed saying, bitter.

I turned my head and looked at Lang Gao and asked him if he had heard the sound. He was slightly stunned and said in a deep voice: "Yes!"

I looked at the other people again, and the answers they gave me were all there, which made my heart that was originally hanging even more. I took a few deep breaths, walked towards the other side, looked down, and found that the mouth of the corpse had opened at some point. The previous sound was from the mouth of the corpse.

Made, was it a zombie?

This thought flashed through me, and a coldness broke out from behind, and the sweat dripping as big as beans burst out, and Lang Gao beside me was almost the same as mine.

"Brother Jiu, what should I do?" Lang Gao asked in a trembling voice.

I thought about it for a while and it was like this. The body must be brought out, otherwise, something might happen. So I nodded and said, "If you tinker with the body, I don't believe that it will be haunted in broad daylight."

As I said that, I walked towards Shui Qin, roughly explained to her, and then repeatedly promised to deal with the two corpses and would do my best to find the tomb for Song Guangliang.

Seeing that I didn't say anything, Lang Gao seemed to think of something, suddenly jumped up, and said with a little excitement, "Brother Jiu, you just said that Han Zhongli's fan can bring back the dead, isn't it true?"

After doing this, the couple came over with Xiang Shuiqin. Perhaps considering the dead in the tomb, the three of them dared not get too close. They stopped one meter away from the tomb and asked me: "Prince Chen, do you need us to do something?"

After saying this, I didn't care about Lang Gao anymore. The speed at hand couldn't help but speed up. After all, the Eight Immortals are not that easy to do. Now it's getting close to evening. You must not tinker with the two corpses before they are completely dark. Once you wait until the night, God knows whether the corpse will change in a singular way.

While I was fiddling with the Eight Immortals, the couple actually started chatting with Xiang Shuiqin, and sighs came from time to time. Judging from the posture, they were quite familiar with each other.

I smiled, "By the same, do you think I will help them?"

"Yes! Lord Chen, if you have a way, please help them. Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda." Xiang Shuiqin also helped to start saying good things.

At that moment, I asked Lang Gao to look at the tomb for me, and I continued to tinker with the Eight Immortals.

I turned my head and glanced at her, shook my head, and without saying a word, then began to set up a small altar in the tomb. There were not ordinary sacrifices on it, but three stones. The Lang Gao asked me why I put the stones.

I glared at her, "You can live if you commit evil deeds in heaven, but you can't live if you commit evil deeds in your own way!"

When Lang Gao heard what I said, he blurted out, "I must not let him go!"

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

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

After saying this, I walked towards the tomb with white paper in my arms, then squatted down and continued to tinker with the white paper in my hand. Lang Gao was stunned for a moment and followed him. As for Xiang Shuiqin and Kong San, they were stunned.

"Okay!" He sighed, walked to me, and pushed me with his arm, "Brother Jiu, tell me what you mean, are you really not going to help the couple?"

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

Kong San dared not stay there. He immediately took out a white paper and stuffed it into my hand. I counted it for a moment and there were about ten pieces. What made me depressed was that there was a red envelope inside the white paper. He reached out and pinched it. It was quite thick, probably about two thousand.

I say this because after the incident of the Ten Thousand Monk Tower, I was particularly calm about the so-called immortality and resurrection. I felt that these things were legends. To put it bluntly, they were fooling people. Just listen to them and don’t take it as real.

This made me breathe a sigh of relief and asked if Kong San had brought the white paper.

I glared at him and said, "Legends belong to legends, and etiquette belong to rituals. Besides, even if the Eight Immortals are not as powerful as the legends, at least they will have some effect, right?"

"Not available!" I still said the same thing.

Lang Gao walked up to me and tried to speak several times, but my eyes stopped him, so he pulled the topic away. He asked me, "Brother Jiu, how long will you be pierced by the Eight Immortals?"

"Brother Ninth!" The Lang Gao shouted to me and whispered: "They both kneel down. If you have a way, please help them!"

After saying that, I was afraid that he would get the name of the deceased wrong, so I added another sentence, "Remember, you must distinguish the two deceased and don't confuse the names."

"Uh!" He was stunned, smiled awkwardly, and said, "I hope you don't dislike me if you have a little bit of my heart!"

"Why?" he asked.

I was stunned and smiled bitterly, "This is a rumor, it should not be taken as true!"

Looking at the red envelope, I asked Kong San, "Are you?"

I don't understand his meaning. Giving red envelopes is the main business. What does it have to do with Kong San? I was about to speak, but Kong San immediately spoke, "That's right, the cost of these two corpses is all counted on me."

After saying this, I didn't want to continue talking to Lang Gao. To me, the couple killed two families was considered a kind conscience, and now they deserved the retribution.

He was stunned, discussed with his wife for a while, and said, "The deceased above is called Wu Tian, ​​and the deceased below is called Wang Yu."

To be honest, I don’t know why I have to put stones in it, but the “Liu Ding and Liu Jia Burial Sutra” says that it is best to put stones in the tombs and sacrifices in the tombs.

In the end, I really couldn't stand their persuasion and said sternly: "The two families, there are less than ten people in total, but they killed the two families because they were greedy for money. Brother, how do you ask me to help them?"

"Half an hour!" I replied casually.

After getting ready for the Dark Eight Immortals, I looked up and looked at the sky. Half of the sun was already submerged on the top of the mountain, and it should be dark. Considering that time was tight, I didn't dare to stay for a long time. I immediately placed the prepared Dark Eight Immortals in the eight directions of the tomb, and then lit three pillars of fragrant fragrance and inserted them directly in front of the tomb.

When I heard this, I would not be polite to him. I immediately put away the red envelope. Made, a cemetery has been reselling several times, and it would be considered light to take one of his red envelopes.

I chose to ignore this. There is a saying that the law of nature is circulating and retribution is unhappy. This is absolutely true. Kong San cheated two families for money. If I help him, wouldn’t it be aiding the evil?

"No time!" I directly rejected his proposal and began to tinker with the white paper in my hand. Kong San seemed to have not given up yet. While I was tinkering with the white paper, he kept muttering beside me, saying that I must do him a favor, and that if I don't help him, his family would be invincible.

I glanced at him, raised the fish drum that was being pierced in my hand, and said in a low voice: "The fish drum, the treasure held by Zhang Guolao, is circulated among the coffin-carrying maker. The fish drum is frequently beaten with the sound of Sanskrit, which can divine life; while the fire dragon pure Yang sword of Lu Dongbin's sword appears with a pure sunlight, which can suppress evil spirits and exorcise evil spirits; Han Xiangzi's flute and purple flute blow thousands of waves to make all things grow; He Xiangu's lotus, holding the lotus without dust, can cultivate one's nature; the gourd of Iron Gun Li, can only save five blessings, can help all living beings; Han Zhongli's fan, gently shaking the small fan, can bring back life; Cao Guojiu's jade board, the jade board harmony is clear, can purify the yin energy; Lan Caihe's flower basket, the flower basket contains no ordinary goods, can spread the gods."

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

As soon as this was said, Lang Gao was stunned for a moment, and did not speak. Instead, he said to Shui Qin, "President Chen, this is not what he said. The deceased is dead. Should we consider the living?"

I glanced at them, but didn't say anything, and continued to tinker with the white paper in my hands, just planning to tie the white paper into the Eight Immortals. Lang Gao and the others kept persuading me to help the Kong San and his wife.

Xiang Shuiqin was reluctant at first, and kept muttering to me that she wanted to find the tomb for the deceased as soon as possible. It was not until Kong San and his wife came back and knelt in front of her that she reluctantly agreed.

Instead of answering his question, I asked him: "Will you let the murderer go if you catch a murderer because his family is about to die?"

"Are you sure?" I said in a deep voice.

As soon as he finished speaking, Lang Gao's expression suddenly shrank and he said, "Since it's a legend, why are you still pricking these things?"

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

He nodded, "Yes, I can't remember this name wrong."

After hearing what he said, I breathed a little relieved. The reason why I care so much about the name is because the name of the deceased needs to be written on the stone. When writing the name, I must follow the rules that the left hand is the most important thing. If I get the name wrong, it is easy to get into trouble.

So, I wrote Wu Tian’s name on the stone on the left, and then wrote Wang Yu’s name on the stone on the right. As for the stone in the middle, I wrote the title of Taishang Laojun. The purpose of doing this is to pray to Taishang Laojun to protect the two of them.

Doing all this, I first washed my hands by the reservoir, which was considered respect for the Emperor Laojun. Then I sorted out my clothes on my body, bowed to the altar three times, and shouted: "Now, I have a disciple Chen Jiu, who is hereby the order of the emperor, come to get the grave. I hope you will be more considerate." (ps: The coffin without a queen, the slogan of the person involved must be based on the order of the emperor.)

After shouting this, I was stunned. I lit three pillars of fragrant incense in my hand, turned around the altar three times, and then walked towards the tomb with the three incense sticks. I don’t know what happened. As soon as I arrived at the edge of the tomb, I always felt that something seemed to be standing there on the altar.

Turning his head and seeing that there was no one else except Lang Gao standing in that position. It was so strange, how could this happen?
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