"Then which one should we go to?" Fang Haoming asked.
"You drive around here first, and I'll take a look." Zhang Fan said while looking out the window.
Zhang Fan has been selling coffins before, so he naturally knows a lot about coffins. Zhang Fan just visited several large coffin stores. There are indeed several large and elegant coffins in the store. The material label says gold thread.
Phoebe.
If ordinary people saw the texture or appearance of the coffin, they would probably think that it was golden nanmu. However, Zhang Fan, an expert, knew at a glance that it was a forgery, not real golden nanmu, but artificially synthesized.
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Fang Haoming walked around the streets of Dayang Town several times. When he arrived at the door of a very small coffin shop, Zhang Fan said, "Stop, this is the only one."
Hearing Zhang Fan's words, Fang Haoming was slightly startled, and then he raised his head and looked at the extremely simple shop outside the window.
The shop is just an ordinary bungalow, and it has wooden window frames that are 34 years old, and the glass inlaid on it is already covered with dust. The shop has no brand at all, there is only a worn-out light box, and, above it
The handwriting is already a little blurry.
"Wreaths, shrouds, coffins, funeral supplies."
After the two got off the car, they walked in directly.
The things in the coffin shop were similar to those in Zhang Fan's coffin shop. As soon as he entered the door, Zhang Fan suddenly felt like he was going home.
"You two young men, what do you want to buy?" In the corner of the coffin shop, an old man who was reading a book asked.
The two set their sights in the direction of the old man. The old man was thin and short. He was wearing a pair of new cloth shoes, brown trousers and a white vest. They were all of good quality and had been washed very well.
Zhang Fan habitually looked at the old man's face. While Zhang Fan looked at the old man's face, the old man turned his gaze to Zhang Fan and said with a smile: "Young man, there are some things that you can't see, let alone understand."
"In my opinion, there is nothing invisible. If you can't see through it, it can only mean that my level is not good enough." Zhang Fan said with a smile.
Hearing Zhang Fan's words, the old man laughed and said: "About your temper!"
Zhang Fan smiled slightly.
The conversation between the two made Fang Haoming, who had been standing next to Zhang Fan, a little confused and couldn't help but take a look at the two of them.
Zhang Fan really didn't see through this old man. What filled the old man's face was not the Qi of Xuanmen, but the Qi of the soul!
You must know that this kind of soul energy can only be found in ghosts, and it is difficult to see it in a living person. However, the old man is indeed a living person, and this is the first time he has seen such a situation.
Zhang Fan said frankly that his level was not good enough. If his grandfather came, the old man might not be able to hide it from his grandfather's eyes.
Zhang Fan has reached the seventh stage of Shixuan Human Phase at a young age. Even in some big families and sects, he can be regarded as the best. Generally, people who succeed at a young age have a sense of arrogance in their bones, even if their skills are not as good as others.
, and didn't want to admit it, but Zhang Fan's calmness was what the old man admired the most, so the old man said something about his temper.
"Okay, tell me, what do you want to do in my coffin shop?" the old man asked.
"I smell you have a good coffin." Zhang Fan said bluntly.
Hearing Zhang Fan's words, the old man raised his eyebrows slightly, "I
There are no good coffins in any small shop, these are just ordinary coffin boards for the poor."
Hearing the old man's words, Zhang Fan sneered, "If you say that, we really have a bad temper. I am so honest, but you are so hypocritical!"
Hearing Zhang Fan's words, the old man was startled at first, and then laughed and said, "Am I hypocritical? Why am I hypocritical? What I say is all the truth! I have some ordinary coffin boards here!"
Zhang Fan deliberately leaned towards the old man and asked in a low voice: "Is the golden nanmu gloomy wood also an ordinary coffin board?"
Hearing Zhang Fan's words, the muscles on the old man's face twitched slightly, and he looked at Zhang Fan with a hint of surprise.
"How did you see that?" The old man looked at Zhang Fan with a puzzled face. His face was covered with soul energy. Zhang Fan's ability was not enough to penetrate the soul energy blocked on his face, and his coffin shop
There is no need for any Feng Shui bureau or Feng Shui array.
He avoided these two things that Zhang Fan was good at, but Zhang Fan still noticed them, and the old man was naturally surprised.
"I have no comment on this." Zhang Fan said with a smile.
"Good boy!" The old man glanced at Zhang Fan helplessly, "So it seems that you are here for my coffin of golden nan and dark wood?"
Zhang Fan nodded in disbelief.
The so-called golden nanmu is a new material made from golden nanmu that has been carbonized by being buried in the ground or sinking into water for hundreds or even thousands of years. This shows how precious this thing is.
"Old man, although I came here for this thing of yours, I have no intention of appropriating it. You can just lend it to me for a day. In this way, I won't treat you badly. I will give you 100,000 yuan for one day's rent!" Zhang Fan was quite pleased.
He said proudly.
When he heard Zhang Fan said he wanted to rent, Old Man Ouyang's eyes flickered for a moment, and then he said, "The price you offered is quite high, but old man, I regard money as dirt."
"You can pull me down. You still treat money like dirt. If you treat money like dirt, why are you still running a coffin shop here?" Zhang Fan directly despised the old man.
Hearing Zhang Fan's words, the old man's face turned pale with anger.
"Okay, you are awesome," the old man said.
"Old man, if you really don't care about the rent of 100,000 yuan, then you can set some specific conditions. As long as it doesn't harm nature, we will definitely help you if we can do it." Zhang Fan quickly added,
He was afraid that this eccentric old man would kick him out together.
Hearing Zhang Fan's words, the old man's somewhat angry mood calmed down a little. He looked at Zhang Fan and said, "It's not difficult for me to lend you the coffin for a day, but you have to promise me to give it to me.
When delivering the coffin, do one thing for me. Of course, it's not something that is harmful to nature."
"By the way, I forgot one more thing. It shouldn't be too dangerous. You can't risk my life just because I borrowed a coffin from you." Zhang Fan continued.
"Don't worry, it's not life-threatening." The old man said in a confident tone, "If your life is really in danger, or you are asked to do something that is harmful to nature, you don't have to do it at all!"
"It's not dangerous, it's not harmful to nature, can I just stop doing it?" Zhang Fan joked.
The old man's face turned dark at that time.
"Don't worry, I'm not a bad person. I agreed. You can lend me the coffin and I'll do something for you." Zhang Fan patted his chest and said, "By the way, where is the coffin? Take me to see it.