Just three days passed by, and Chen Guangda was as stable as an ordinary person. No one had any special interest in him. Chen Quan and others also acted very low-key, although they still did not find out about Zhu Fei and the others. However, news of their possession of nuclear submarines also reached here. The Northwest Army obviously gathered its troops and assumed a defensive posture.
"Ding ding ding..."
As a crisp copper bell rang, a huge wooden fish also rang. I saw an old monk with white eyebrows sitting cross-legged on a stool, leading four disciples to close their eyes and recite the Purana Sutra. ", and in front of them were three coffins lined up, and a group of family members were crying beside them.
"Zhao Ziwen! We didn't invite monks to chant sutras. What's going on with these monks..."
Bai Muran frowned and looked at Chen Guangda with unusual confusion. Chen Guangda was dressed very handsomely tonight, wearing a Korean-style black suit and a black tie. This place is the public building in Liangzhou City. In the funeral home, the three people lying in the coffin were all her former employees.
"It's our Mr. Tian who gives you the free super package for my sake..."
Chen Guangda straightened his clothes and looked at her sideways, but Bai Muran, who was also dressed in black, waved his hand and said: "I don't care whether it's free or not, but you didn't get my permission at all. Do you know the beliefs of our three employees? If They have Christians, so aren’t you openly blaspheming them?”
"I have a saying, 'It's none of your business.' I don't know whether to say it or not..."
Chen Guangda looked at her mockingly, and Bai Muran's expression changed immediately, but Chen Guangda sneered again: "You are just the funder of this funeral. You are here to apologize for saying something rude, why should we?" With your permission, as long as the family of the deceased agrees, if you dare, ask the monks to withdraw now and see if they will fight with you!"
"you……"
Bai Muran immediately gritted her teeth and stared at him, clenching her fists tightly, but suddenly she heard someone shouting "We have guests arriving", and saw several men and women in extraordinary clothes walking in. Bai Muran immediately greeted him in surprise. He went up and said, "Mr. Yang! Why are you here? Do you know our deceased employee?"
"Haha~ Xiaobai! I'm not here for them, that..."
The well-dressed middle-aged man smiled awkwardly, as if he had something to hide, but a fairy-like little old man waved to Chen Guangda, and after he ran over, he said: "Mr. Tian, please follow Have you said hello? We want to borrow your venue and we won’t lose more than a few minutes!”
"Okay, okay! I'll arrange it..."
Chen Guangda nodded without hesitation, and a girl who looked like a secretary immediately handed over three big red envelopes. Chen Guangda picked up the red envelopes and ran to the family members of the deceased. After a while of muttering, a group of family members actually put away the red envelopes and gave them all When they came out, two of them actually looked surprised.
"Mr. Yang! What on earth is going on..."
Bai Muran looked at all the departing family members inexplicably, but Mr. Yang coughed and said with a stiff smile: "I haven't been going well these days. Master Ku Teng also reminded me that I have reached a critical stage in life and must be careful at all times, so I I came here after someone pointed me to it, haha~ I won’t delay you for long if I don’t say anything anymore!”
With that said! Mr. Yang quickly walked into the farewell hall with a group of people. Several monks were still reciting scriptures very hard, but just when Chen Guangda was about to close the door, Bai Muran squeezed in, stared at him and said coldly
: "What the hell are you doing? If you dare to take advantage of the deceased, I will never forgive you!"
"Hmph~ I'm kindly reminding you, if you don't go out later, you may pee your pants..."
Chen Guangda laughed sinisterly and then closed the door heavily, but Bai Muran stepped forward firmly and stood beside the coffin, staring at Chen Guangda as if guarding against a thief.
"Um?"
The old monk who was sitting in the middle suddenly opened his eyes, squinted his eyes and looked straight at Mr. Yang. Mr. Yang was a strong middle-aged man in his fifties, but he was caught by the old monk's glance.
He took half a step back, instinctively wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and then said with a smile: "I'm sorry, Master, I want to bother you for a moment!"
"It doesn't matter! But..."
The old monk looked at Mr. Yang from beginning to end again, suddenly shook his head and said: "Your forehead is covered with dark clouds, your hall is dim, and your body is quite weak. If I guessed correctly, you are coming today."
You're here to meet an old friend, but I'm afraid your body can't stand the torment, so I advise you to leave quickly!"
"But...but master, if I don't come, I will be dead..."
Mr. Yang hurriedly took a few steps forward with an anxious look on his face, and said plainly: "I'll tell you the truth, Master! I've provoked dirty things these past few days, and strange things happen every night. Even I can't sleep peacefully. There's always something wrong with me."
A hairy hand was touching my face, so I wanted to ask what was going on!"
"Sigh~ The donor is not a short-lived person. It's a pity that your kidneys are weak and your body is weak. In less than two years, you will definitely..."
The old monk shook his head halfway through his words, but then looked deeply at the female secretary behind Mr. Yang. The female secretary-general's face was like a peach blossom, and her hourglass figure was very domineering. As long as she was a person,
Everyone can tell that this is a macho juicer.
"Master! Please tell me what happened..."
After Mr. Yang glanced at his female secretary, he was so anxious that he almost knelt down to the old monk. Chen Guangda immediately made a gesture of rubbing money at him. Mr. Yang then took out a bank card with a pale face.
Ka Lai, handed his hands to the old monk and said: "Master! As long as you can save my life today, I will definitely build a golden body for you!"
"A dying person! What do you want with these external things..."
The old monk closed his eyes and waved his hands, and said in a deep voice: "Although those filthy things will not come to you for nothing, you must have committed some taboo, but the evil method that the master gave you may be useful.
It will also harm you, so be careful not to rush to the doctor when you are sick. It is better for the donor to do more good deeds and accumulate virtue!"
"Old monk! Who do you think is evil? I think you talk while standing without pain in your back..."
The old man with an air of immortality suddenly took a step forward and pointed his folding fan at the old monk rudely. However, the old monk closed his eyes and remained silent after saying "That's good, that's good." The old man could only snort and said:
"Mr. Yang! To untie the bell, you still need someone to tie it. Your situation is getting worse and worse. If you don't take a gamble, you may not be able to overcome this hurdle!"
"Master! I'm offended..."
Mr. Yang suddenly knelt down next to the old monk. The old monk also sighed quietly, but then he saw him chanting the beads quickly. The sound of their chanting also doubled in volume, and Chen Guangda also whispered softly at this time.
He clapped his hands lightly and shouted loudly: "Long Po, please!"
The surrounding lights suddenly dimmed with a "click", leaving only a cold light, illuminating the three cold coffins in white. The back door suddenly opened with a "squeak", revealing a very vicious-looking man.
The old woman walked out slowly, and an old man who was blind helped her.
"Woo~"
A gust of wind suddenly blew up for no reason, and the temperature dropped several degrees in an instant. The gloomy funeral parlor was already very scary, but this time it made everyone's hair stand on end. The plump female secretary immediately screamed in surprise and hugged her.
She hit the man next to her and almost rode on his neck.
"Still not leaving? You might wet your pants..."
Chen Guangda took a few steps back and looked at Bai Muran triumphantly. Unexpectedly, Bai Muran was still standing beside the coffin without moving, snorting coldly as usual: "Huh~ I'm sorry! I'm an atheist. If
If there are monsters and monsters, I will be able to see them for a long time!"
"Master! I... what should I do..."
Mr. Yang suddenly stammered and looked at the little old man, his body started to tremble like chaff, and the little old man said in a stern voice: "Six-thirty in the evening is when the gate of hell opens, and it is also when the Yin Qi is at its strongest.
, but there are masters guarding here, ordinary ghosts and monsters dare not run around, there is only one place where they hide, and that is this!"
The little old man pointed directly at the old monk's body. The long monk's robe had completely covered the wooden bench. It looked like a good place for ghosts to hide. Long Po also helped the blind old man and walked over.
He stared at Mr. Yang with a scary look and asked, "Do you really want to meet your old friend? This is no joke!"
"I, I..."
The cold sweat on Mr. Yang's head was flowing down like water, but the little old man patted his shoulder gently and said: "Don't worry, Mr. Yang, even if I can't see anything that is going to hurt you, I can cover your whole body."
And retreat, not to mention there are masters here who will never let anything happen to you!"
"Don't worry! My old man will also protect you. He and Yinsi Guizha are both acquaintances, but you must not let go..."
Long Po suddenly led the old man to sit next to Mr. Yang. Mr. Yang grabbed the other man's hand as if grasping a life-saving straw. Then Long Po took out a willow leaf and poured a small bottle of liquid on it.
Above, it said: "These are cow tears, which can allow you to see the deceased who have not yet passed away. However, they are a bit spicy, so bear with it!"
Saying that! Long Po quickly touched Mr. Yang's eyes with a skillful and capable technique. Mr. Yang immediately screamed and let go of the blind old man's hand, but the blind old man grabbed him and shouted loudly.
He shouted: "Don't let go. If you let go, your life will be gone. The door to hell has been opened!"
"Hurry and get under the monk's robe. The thing that wants to harm you must be underneath..."
The little old man suddenly grabbed Mr. Yang and forced his head under the old monk's buttocks. Unexpectedly, Mr. Yang suddenly let out a scream and withdrew with a "swish". The little old man immediately
He asked in shock: "What's going on? What did you see?"
"There's... there's a green light, and... there's my dad..."
Mr. Yang looked at the little old man with a pale expression. His whole body was shaking as if the vibration mode was turned on, and he was sweating like someone who had just been fished out of the water. But the little old man took a breath and said: "How could that happen?
It's your father who wants to harm you, it's impossible, that's too bad! Did you not fulfill your filial piety when he was alive?"
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible. I gave him a grand burial. I have never treated him badly. I can swear to God..."
Mr. Yang raised his hands in horror. Unexpectedly, the blind old man suddenly raised his head and fell to the ground. Even the old monk on the wooden bench fainted and fell to the ground. The frightened young monks all jumped up, but Long Po
Suddenly he shouted in shock: "Your father is so angry that they can't stand it anymore!"
"Dong dong dong..."
A violent trembling sound suddenly sounded. When everyone turned around in horror, they saw that the trembling was actually a coffin in the middle. The coffin board above was shaking like a disco. Chen Guangda immediately rushed towards it and shouted: "Run quickly."
Ah, your father’s coffin board can’t hold it down!”
"Dong~"
The coffin board suddenly flew up, directly pressing Chen Guangda heavily to the ground. A burnt figure suddenly stood up in the coffin. Bai Muran immediately fell to the ground, and his face turned pale in an instant.
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