The reaction of this Taoist master made us speechless. I thought I was a monk.

This guy is indeed an amateur. Not to mention the authentic Taoist disciples, even compared to Master Zhang from our county, he is just a scumbag.

"It seems that there is indeed a problem with the death of this great charity." The fat man saw that he lit incense three times in a row, and this unusual phenomenon occurred, which obviously had already fallen into a normal range.

"Damn it, I must find out the murderer who almost killed Xiaoyun." As expected, all the incense ignited during the entire city tour was like this, and the fat man looked red.

"Fatty, do you look at the cigarette smokes look like arrows?" I thought about the smoke that was still drifting, and my eyes were bright.

It seems that the death of the entire great charity is indeed related to the Yin-Yang wealth gathering point on the cliff.

"Yes, it's just an arrow, but why are there some directions slightly deviating?" the fat man muttered.

I nodded, but the overall direction is still the money-gathering point.

"You said, was the house of Mayor Zhou just now in that direction?" The fat man hesitated for a moment and whispered.

My eyes are bright, yes, no wonder the directions of these cigarettes are a little different. Is it really related to Mayor Zhou?

His magical luck always makes us very suspicious.

The next thing was very normal. We stayed in a hotel in the town at night. On this night, we quietly went to Zhou Zhenzhu's house and Jucai acupoint, but we didn't deliberately look at it.

Mayor Zhou was in the old house of Huang's family. He was busy until he was about twelve o'clock before he returned home and rested late. It was normal.

The next day, when the coffin holder and Taoist masters started to work before dawn. It was very solemn and it was normal to do it.

The funeral procession was very large, with a scary number of people, almost filling the entire cement road. The crowd rushed towards Lao Huang's tomb.

On the way, six coffin-carrying masters were panting.

When I was going uphill, the air moved slightly, and the fat man and I immediately rushed to the front of the crowd alertly, but the fluctuation disappeared instantly.

The sound of the coffin carrying rope was broken

Suddenly, the funeral team was in turmoil, and Huang Xiaoqiang's family was so angry that their faces turned green.

"What the hell is going on? How do you do it?" Huang Xiaoqiang was furious. The people next to him hurriedly comforted him, asking him not to yell, so as not to bump into Lao Huang. It would be even more troublesome to be buried later.

"The collision is already like this." He looked pretty like a human before, but now he realized that Huang Xiaoqiang has a very irritable temper. He belongs to the type that is just a little bit, which is even more exaggerated than the fat man's impatient attitude

At this time, Zhou Qing, the mayor, was versatile and called on the Taoist master and the Eight Immortals to work hard again.

"Hmph, this old Huang is also a little capable. He can actually cause such a thing under our noses."

Fatty and I looked at each other thousands of times and found that several coffin carrying ropes were all broken at a height, and the cracks were very flat, as if they were cut by a knife.

At that moment just now, there was indeed a faint fluctuation of resentment.

"It seems that the great charity is unwilling to be buried."

"Isn't it? I've seen this with my own eyes. Later, I invited a Taoist priest from Qingcheng Mountain and said that the deceased had not yet fulfilled his wish before his death and was buried not far away."

“Is it because of the property

question"

"No, it's probably because Mr. Huang can't let go of his incompetent son."

Among the crowd, some brave ones began to whisper. Of course, because they were afraid of hitting the old man, they all kept their voices to the lowest level.

Unfortunately, Huang Xiaoqiang's family still heard a lot, and Huang Xiaoqiang almost ran away. Fortunately, Mayor Zhou saw something wrong and hurriedly comforted him.

Soon, the eight immortals came out again, but, this time, everyone tried their best and couldn't lift it up. The entire exquisite wooden coffin was like a body connected to the mountains and could not be shaken at all.

"Master, this is not overwhelming. You must do a ritual, otherwise it will delay the time." The old Taoist master was obviously a little panicked, but he could not retreat when the matter was about to come. Not to mention anything else, as long as he dared to escape at the last minute, he might be able to dismantle his old bones on the spot with Huang Xiaoqiang's temperament.

"Damn, this old man is indeed a problem." We suspected that Mayor Zhou, who was lucky, was observing him after he had these things.

Before, he was pretty normal, but just now, when the old Taoist said he wanted to do rituals, his eyes kept turning a few times.

Originally, Fatty and I wanted to go out to settle the person in the coffin. Seeing this, we held back and watched the change.

After nearly twenty minutes of struggle, the time was approaching, the Huang family was completely anxious and he pulled away the old Taoist teacher who was still pretending to behave.

"Mayor Zhou, didn't you say that this is the best Taoist master in this town with a radius of hundreds of miles, is it the millions from my Huang family? You will help us achieve this effect."

Huang Xiaoqiang pointed his finger at Mayor Zhou.

"No, let's go up." I looked at the time and frowned.

When we walked up and saw us walking into the coffin, Huang Xiaoqiang and Zhou Qing were both anxious and glared at us.

I didn't bother to pay attention to these two people. I secretly pinched my fingerprints with my left hand, then put them on the coffin, silently recited the spell, and then said softly: "Old Huang, please go on the road with peace of mind. I am a disciple of the Taoist sect and will definitely find the real murderer."

Actually, I know that Huang Lao’s soul is not in this coffin, but his resentment is still there and his obsession is not dissipated, so I can understand what I mean.

In order to cover up, the fat man showed off at Huang Xiaoqiang's house and Zhou Qing's new year-old, pretending to be a good person who can scare ordinary people, but he can't hide it from the appearance of a little knowledgeable person.

Sure enough, Zhou Qing's face finally calmed down. Seeing that Huang Xiaoqiang believed in the fat man a little, he no longer stopped him.

The fat man and I looked at each other in a vague way. It seemed that it was very obvious that this accident was clearly related to the name of the town residents, Mayor Zhou.

His luck that was so red and purple was definitely forcibly robbed the Huang family of fortune. Therefore, Huang Longmin, who was going smoothly, suddenly died, and his family members also seized all their luck.

What a way to change one's fate against the will of heaven and change one's fate, and a plan to rob one's robbery

This week, if the mayor was not a master behind him, he would have some evil skills and was cruel and ruthless.

If I guess correctly, if I don’t solve the problem of the Huang family’s fortune and the yin and yang wealth gathering point before the first seventh period of the burial, the Huang family, a famous group in Hong Kong, will go bankrupt directly.

What kind of hatred is this? It makes Mayor Zhou so crazy
Chapter completed!