Chapter 24: Raising your head three feet, there is a god
The third uncle said to leave, but he didn't leave after all. Instead, he looked serious and listened carefully to Li Fengqi's story, cursing while listening.
He scolded Li Fengqi as a fool, scolded the master from out of town, and then scolded all the rich people.
Faking death is actually about deceiving a seductress. The general meaning is to find a coffin, hide yourself in it, and then find relatives and friends to hold a funeral to represent your death.
The funeral does not need to be large-scale, but it must have all the necessary procedures so that people can believe that you are really dead.
In the middle of the night, find someone who was born on the same year, month, and day as you to stay in the mourning hall, and use a cinnabar pen to draw spells on his body to confuse the ghosts.
The master personally guarded the mourning hall, waiting for the ghost messenger to come, and killed the old man with one blow, drawing out three souls and seven souls.
Because they had the same birthdays and horoscopes, and they were covered with red cloth and their souls were hidden by talismans, the underworld ghosts couldn't tell them apart at all, so they took the scapegoat away in a daze.
After the ghosts left, the funeral was held as usual. Li Fengqi also had to hide in the coffin for seven days. He had to eat, drink, and defecate inside, and he was never allowed to come out.
Seven days later, the Soul Resurrection Night ended, and it was considered a success, and Li Fengqi escaped death.
Theoretically speaking, there is a real possibility of success in this matter, but ghosts and gods cannot be deceived, and the ghosts and ghosts in the underworld are not for nothing.
You won't notice it for a while, but after entering Fengdu, won't you realize that you have seduced the wrong soul?
The master from out of town knew this, so after getting the money, he lied that he was going to Kunlun Mountain for a banquet and ran away without hesitation.
Li Fengqi had no doubts at first, thinking that the other party was indeed a master of Taoism. Not only could he avoid death, but he could also go to a magical place like Kunlun Mountain.
It wasn't until the next night that Li Fengqi suddenly woke up from the coffin, as if a ghost was pressing down on the bed, unable to move or even speak.
Then two underworld ghosts holding iron chains appeared next to the coffin, staring at him indifferently.
Li Fengqi was so frightened that he knew that his search for someone to die on his behalf had been exposed, and a ghost from the underworld came to his door, fearing that he might be killed.
He thought that money could make the world go round, so he wanted to promise others gold and silver, but of course, he would burn them underground. Anyway, those things were not valuable, and even if they were valuable, Boss Li would not be short of money, so he would just give them.
But he couldn't speak, couldn't move, couldn't sleep, couldn't even close his eyes.
Then Boss Li stared at the two ghosts until daybreak outside.
After dawn, Li Fengqi got up sweating profusely. He immediately asked the beautiful secretary in the outer room to get him a phone, and called the master from out of town in a panic.
As expected, the phone was turned off and no one could be found.
Li Fengqi didn't believe in evil, so he spent a whole morning on the phone and contacted the introducer, but the introducer just refused, saying that the master had gone to Kunlun Wonderland and could not answer the phone.
Angry, Li Fengqi asked the man in a suit to come over on the spot, beat the introducer half to death, and then set the house on fire.
Although the method of cheating death was wrong, Li Fengqi still did not dare to leave the coffin, wondering if he had a particularly real dream last night? Or did the other party not find anything? Otherwise, why didn't he be arrested?
With a trembling mentality, Li Fengqi endured another day.
But that night, the two ghosts came again, just as silent and unable to move.
But this time they brought the unlucky old man who was killed. The old man had a face full of resentment, pointed at Li Fengqi in the coffin, and kept saying something to Gui Cha.
Then the two ghosts raised their seductive chains and locked them directly around Li Fengqi's neck.
The cold iron chains held Li Fengqi down for the whole night. Just when he was almost out of breath, the sky outside flickered, and the two ghosts and the old man who died quietly disappeared.
This time Li Fengqi was finally sure that he was out of trouble.
People want their own lives.
This time, Li Fengqi didn't call out to the beautiful secretary outside, but silently lifted up his collar. On his neck, the black chain indentation was clearly visible, and it couldn't be removed no matter what.
After he finished speaking, he unbuttoned his pajamas. I looked up and sighed.
Those are not bruises caused by things, but muscle necrosis caused by Yin Qi eroding the skin.
This is more like a mark, the mark of ghosts and ghosts.
The third uncle lit a cigarette and smoked it silently. After a while, he said, "What do you want me to do when you come to me?"
Li Fengqi said: "It's very simple, I want to live."
The third uncle pointed to the urn on the table and said, "He doesn't want to live?"
Li Fengqi said calmly: "My birth date is almost exactly the same. I searched all over North China and found just this one."
"He was a pauper, and he took his two sons to work on the construction site. One of his sons fell from an elevated structure and broke his leg. He was forced to have his leg amputated and became a cripple!"
"Master He, a seventy-three-year-old man, has been working hard on the construction site for a long time in order to reduce the burden on his younger son. They earn little money a day, and they have to take care of their eldest son who has a broken leg."
"I gave him two million, and he regarded me as his savior. He patted his chest and said he was willing to die. Master He, I think it would be better for him to die if he lives like this. At least two million is enough for him.
My two sons are living a good life."
"Is it wrong for me to do this?"
The third uncle blew out a smoke ring and said: "There is no such thing as buying one's life in the law, and there is no such thing as selling one's life in the world of Yin and Yang! Boss Li, I have made it clear that you have violated a taboo this time, and even the gods will not be able to save you.
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"But this is your destiny! There is a god in your head. If you do this, won't you be afraid that you will be killed in the next life?"
Li Fengqi said calmly: "I am only alive when I am alive. In the next life? Will I still be me in the next life?"
"Master He, I know that you are said to be a half-immortal with wonderful hands and can communicate with yin and yang. If you can keep me alive, even if Fengqi Group gives it to you!"
The third uncle became impatient and said to me: "Nephew, please speak for me!"
I sighed, opened my mouth and said, "You're dead."
Li Fengqi: "..."
The room suddenly fell into silence.
I scratched my head and didn't know what to say for a moment. I tilted my head and thought for a while before I said: "How long is a person's life span? It's actually limited. It doesn't mean that you can't die if you want to. Back then, Qin Shihuang also sent
People are looking for fairy mountains overseas and want to rule the world forever. How can you compare with Qin Shihuang?"
Li Fengqi was silent, and then said: "When will I die?"
This time I answered quickly: "Huihunye!"
Li Fengqi probably calculated how many days there were left, and then said coldly: "Secretary Xu! Let's see the guests off!"
The cold and beautiful secretary waved to us expressionlessly and said, "Please!"
The third uncle snorted: "If you smashed my shop, what's the point?"
Li Fengqi said impatiently: "Secretary Xu! Pay compensation!"
The beautiful secretary was also unambiguous. She raised her hand to take out the check, quickly wrote down a number, signed it, and handed it to the third uncle.
I took a look at the number above, five hundred thousand.
Grandma's, that shabby shop is not worth half a million if sold, right? After we go back, we will replace the rolling shutter door and glass door, and tidy it up as we please. It probably won't even cost a few thousand yuan.
Dealing with this group of rich people really makes money fast!
The third uncle put away the check and said calmly: "Boss Li, please give me some rat tail juice!"
After saying that, he opened the door and prepared to take me away.
Who would have thought that after the door opened, a man in black with half a mask stood outside. His mask was golden and covered the left half of his face. When he saw Uncle San opening the door, he grinned, revealing his dark teeth.
Then he looked past the two of us and directly saw the coffin in the room. He chuckled and said, "Boss Li, I'm here."