In just three days, Chen Guangda was as stable as an ordinary person, no one had any special interest in him, Chen Quan and others were also very low-key in their actions, although they still did not find out about Zhu Fei's whereabouts, but the news of their possession of nuclear submarines also came here, and the Northwest Army obviously gathered its troops and put on a defensive posture.

"Dingding......

With a crisp copper bell ringing, a huge wooden fish also rang, and I saw an old monk with white eyebrows sitting cross-legged on the table, with four apprentices closing their eyes and reciting the "Sutra of the Past Life", and in front of them were three coffins lined up, and a group of family members were crying next to them.

"Zhao Ziwen, we didn't invite monks to recite the scriptures, what is the matter with these monks......

Bai Muran frowned and looked at Chen Guangda in confusion, Chen Guangda was dressed very handsomely tonight, wearing a Korean version of a small black suit and a black tie in a regular manner, and this place was a public funeral parlor in Liangzhou City, and the three lying in the coffin were all her former employees.

"It's our Mr. Tian who looks at my face and gives you a free super package......"

Chen Guangda straightened his clothes and squinted at her, but Bai Muran, who was also dressed in black, waved his hand and said: "I don't care if it's free or not, but you don't have my permission at all, do you know the beliefs of our three employees, if they have Christians, then aren't you blaspheming them?"

"I have a saying, 'It's about your', I don't know if I should talk about it or not......"

Chen Guangda looked at her with mockery, Bai Muran's face immediately changed, but Chen Guangda sneered again: "You are just the funder of this funeral, to put it mildly, you are here to make amends, why should we go with your permission, as long as the family of the deceased agrees, there is a kind of you let the monk withdraw now, and see if people are fighting with you!"

"You ......"

Bai Muran immediately gritted his teeth and glared at him, and his fists were clenched even tighter, but suddenly he heard someone shouting "There is a guest", and saw several men and women in extraordinary clothes walking in, Bai Muran immediately greeted him in surprise and said: "Mr. Yang, why are you here, do you know our deceased employee?"

"Hehe~ Xiaobai, I'm not here for them, that ......"

The well-dressed middle-aged man smiled very awkwardly, as if there was something unspeakable, but a little old man with a fairy wind and bones beckoned to Chen Guang, and after he ran over, he said: "Your Mr. Tian has greeted you, we will borrow your venue for a while, and it won't be delayed for a few minutes!"

"Okay, good, I'll arrange ......."

Chen Guangda nodded without hesitation, a secretary-like girl immediately handed over three big red envelopes, Chen Guangda picked up the red envelopes and ran to the family of the deceased, after a while, a group of family members actually put away the red envelopes and walked out, and two of them actually showed surprise.

"Mr. Yang, what the hell is going on......"

Bai Muran looked at all the departing family members inexplicably, but Mr. Yang coughed dryly and said with a stiff smile: "I haven't been going well these days, and Master Withered Vine also reminded me that when I reach the threshold of life, I must be careful everywhere, so I came here under the guidance of someone, hehe~ Don't say it, I can't delay you for long!"

Mr. Yang walked into the farewell hall with a group of people quickly, and several monks were still reciting scriptures very hard, but Chen Guangda just wanted to close the door, but Bai Muran squeezed in, glared at him and said coldly: "What the hell are you doing, if you dare to beat the idea of the dead, I will definitely not spare you!"

"Hmph~ I have a heartfelt reminder to you, if you don't go out, you will be afraid to pee your pants ......"

Chen Guangda slammed the door behind a sneer, but Bai Muran took a few steps forward and stood next to the coffin very firmly, staring at Chen Guangda like a thief.

"Huh?"

The old monk sitting in the middle suddenly opened his eyes, squinted his eyes and looked straight at Mr. Yang, Yang was always a middle-aged man in his fifties who was strong and strong, but he was taken half a step backwards by the old monk at a glance, and instinctively wiped the cold sweat on his forehead before sneering: "I'm sorry master, I'm going to bother you for a moment!"

"It's okay! but ......"

The old monk looked at Mr. Yang from beginning to end again, and suddenly shook his head and said: "Your forehead is clouded, the Yin Hall is dull, and your body is quite vain and weak, if I guess correctly, you are coming to see an old man today, but your body may not be able to withstand the toss, I advise you to leave quickly!"

"Yes...... But master, if I don't come, I'm going to die......"

Mr. Yang hurriedly took a few steps forward with an anxious face, and said directly in a mournful voice: "Don't hide it from the master! I have provoked unclean things in the past few days, and I can encounter strange things every night, even I can't sleep peacefully, there is always a hairy hand touching my face, so I want to ask what's going on!"

"Alas~ The donor is not a short-lived person, but it's a pity that you have kidney deficiency and physical loss, and you will inevitably ...... in less than two years"

The old monk shook his head halfway through his words, but looked deeply at the female secretary behind Mr. Yang, the female secretary-general's face was like a peach blossom, and her hourglass-shaped figure was very domineering.

"Master, what the hell are you talking about......"

After Mr. Yang glanced at his female secretary, he was so anxious that he almost knelt down for the old monk, Chen Guangda immediately made a gesture of rubbing money at him, Mr. Yang took out a bank card with a white face, handed it to the old monk with both hands and said: "Master, as long as you can save my life today, I will definitely give you a golden body!"

"What do you want to do to these things outside the body......

The old monk directly closed his eyes and waved his hand, and said in a deep voice: "Although those filthy things will not find you in vain, you must have committed some taboo, but the evil method given to you by the master may be useful, and it may also harm you, so don't rush to the doctor when you are sick, and the donor should do more good deeds and accumulate virtue on weekdays!"

"Old monk, who do you say is the evil method, I think you don't have a backache when you stand and talk......

The old man of the fairy wind and bones immediately suddenly stepped forward, and pointed at the old monk with a folding fan very unceremoniously, but the old monk closed his eyes after saying "good, good, good", and the old man had to snort coldly: "Mr. Yang!

"Master! offended ......"

Mr. Yang suddenly knelt beside the old monk, and the old monk also sighed faintly, but then he watched him quickly chant the Buddha beads, and their chanting voices were doubled, and Chen Guangda also clapped his hands lightly at this time, and shouted loudly: "Please Long Po!"

The surrounding lights suddenly "clicked" and dimmed, leaving only a cold light, white miserably illuminated the three cold coffins, and the back door suddenly opened with a "squeak", and a very vicious-looking old woman walked out slowly, and an old man who was blind supported her.

"Woo~"

A gust of wind suddenly blew for no reason, and the temperature dropped several degrees in an instant, the gloomy funeral home was already very scary, and this time it made everyone's hair stand on end, and the plump female secretary immediately screamed, and hugged the man next to her, almost not riding directly on his neck.

"Don't leave yet, beware of peeing your pants......"

Chen Guangda took a few steps back slightly, and looked at Bai Muran triumphantly, but Bai Muran was still standing by the coffin and didn't move, and snorted coldly as usual: "Hmph~ I'm sorry! I'm an atheist, if there are really demons and monsters, I can just see for a long time!"

"Master! I'm ...... What should I do......"

Mr. Yang suddenly stammered and looked at the little old man, his body trembled like sifting chaff, and the little old man said in a fierce voice: "Half past six in the evening is the time when the ghost gate is opened, and it is also the time when the yin qi is the most vigorous, but there are all the masters here to guard, ordinary ghosts and monsters dare not run around, and there is only one place where they hide, and this is it!"

The little old man actually pointed directly to the old monk's body, the long monk's robe had completely covered the wooden bench, and it seemed to be a good place for ghosts to hide, and Long Po also walked over with the blind old man, stared at Mr. Yang with a frightening gaze and asked, "Do you really want to meet your old man, this is not a joke!"

"I'm ......"

The cold sweat on Yang's head flowed down like water, but the little old man gently patted him on the shoulder and said, "Mr. Yang, rest assured, even if I can't see anything that hurts you, I can wrap you up and get out, not to mention that there are masters here, and you will never have an accident!"

"Don't worry, my old man will also protect you, he is an acquaintance with the Yin Si ghost, but you must not let go......"

Long Po suddenly led the old man to Mr. Yang's side and sat down, Mr. Yang grabbed the other party's hand like grabbing a life-saving straw, and Long Po followed and took out a willow leaf, poured a small bottle of liquid on it, and said: "This is cow tears, which can allow you to see the dead who have not yet died, but it is a little spicy, you bear with it!"

Mr. Yang immediately screamed fiercely, and even let go of the blind old man's hand, but the blind old man grabbed him and yelled loudly: "Don't let go, let go of your life, the ghost gate has been opened!"

"Quickly get under the monk's robe, what wants to harm you must be down there......"

The little old man suddenly grabbed Mr. Yang and pressed his head under the old monk's buttocks, who knew that Mr. Yang suddenly let out a scream, and retreated with a "whoosh", and the little old man immediately asked in shock: "What's the matter, what did you see?"

"Yes...... There is a green light, and it is ...... And my dad......"

Mr. Yang looked at the little old man with a blank face, his whole body trembled as if he had turned on the vibration mode, and the sweat was more like he had just been fished out of the water, but the little old man gasped and said: "How could it be that your father wants to harm you, this is impossible, it's terrible! Did you not fulfill your filial piety before he died?"

"Impossible! absolutely impossible, I gave him a beautiful funeral, I have never treated him badly, I can swear to God......"

Mr. Yang raised his hands in horror, but the blind old man suddenly raised his head and fell to the ground, even the old monk on the wooden bench fainted to the ground, and the frightened young monks all jumped up, but Long Po suddenly shouted in shock: "Your father is too angry, they can't stand it!"

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

A violent trembling sound suddenly sounded, and when everyone turned their heads in horror, the tremor was actually a coffin in the middle, and the coffin board on it was shaking like jumping, Chen Guangda immediately pounced on it and shouted: "Run, your father's coffin board can't be suppressed!"

"Knock~"

The coffin board was suddenly bounced up, directly crushing Chen Guangda to the ground, and a scorched figure suddenly stood up in the coffin, Bai Muran immediately fell to the ground, and his little face turned white in an instant.

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