got out of the car, facing the second child's eyes at the joke, Ling Yun showed a very bright smile, and slowly took out the book "Bajiquan" hidden in his arms.

He put a lot of effort into the cover of the notebook, and specially painted what he thought was antique ink...... The water brush stroke, the green bamboo swaying on it, the three big characters are quietly erected, and Ling Yun specially contains his own spirit on it, which looks quite shocking.

At least the second child was shocked, happily took the notebook, studied it carefully, and solemnly opened it.

His face collapsed at that time, and he pointed to the words on it like a dung shell mantis rolling over a dung ball: "Are you sure this is a secret book?" ”

"Uh...... This is a manuscript, our ancestors said, this thing can't be passed on, you can't show it to outsiders, you can only look at it. Besides, I made an exception, so you can happily continue. Ling Yun shrugged, "Unless you worship me as a teacher, I can pass on your true Taoist techniques, otherwise ......"

"Master is above, bow to the apprentice!"

Almost as soon as Ling Yun's words fell, the undisciplined second child directly reported to Ling Yun's thigh.

"You have it, the apprenticeship is very strict, and I haven't graduated yet, you wait!"

Ling Yun kicked away the second child angrily, in fact, he was also good for the second child, the only things he could pass on to the second child were "Heaven Thief" and "The Holy Emperor's Lament", but he could be sure that these two things were definitely the Heaven Thief Pavilion, what if this guy was regarded as the remnant of the Heaven Thief Pavilion?

So I had to ignore the pitiful eyes of the second child and go straight to the hotel.

The old man was already waiting in the hotel, and when he saw Lingyun and a few people coming, he immediately greeted him with a smile, but there was a sad sigh in his smile, obviously sad for the white-haired man to send the black-haired man.

"Dao Chief!"

“……”

Ling Yun didn't dare to answer, why? After knowing each other for so many days, he never asked the old man's name, and now people call him Taoist, what should he call others? Geezer?

"Sir, lead the way, I know you're in a hurry."

Yun Muling saw Ling Yun's embarrassment at a glance, and hurriedly began to reconcile, but also gave the old man a step down.

"What's your name, old man?"

Following the old man into the car, Ling Yun scratched his head and said.

The old man laughed, originally he thought that Ling Yun looked down on him by not greeting him, but he didn't expect it to be this reason, the haze in his heart disappeared at the moment, and he said happily: "My name is Wu Daogao, Dao Chief, your reaction arc is too long, right?" ”

After saying that, he regretted it, why can't he control this cheap mouth? As soon as others are polite to themselves, they will beat the snake with the stick.

"Hehe, didn't I have a bad impression of you before?"

Unexpectedly, Ling Yun didn't get angry, but blushed, which made Wu Daogao's favor for him rise.

Because of the old man's car, several people quickly walked to the built mourning hall, which was really simple, only composed of a balloon, and there was not even anything to worship the deceased, which was empty and sad.

Of course, these were all done by the old man according to Ling Yun's wishes, and he was going to make his son's funeral more solemn, so that he could go on the road happily, but Ling Yun said that this would make the two even more resentful, so he didn't make any big moves.

Seeing this scene, Ling Yun nodded and said, "Yes, there is no need for mourning or anything, and the coffin will be raised when the sun sets." By the way, have you found the 'Eight Immortals'? ”

The so-called Eight Immortals are coffin bearers, and the old man also knows this, and immediately replied: "According to your instructions, I have already found it." ”

Ling Yun, who heard this "you", was so cold in his heart that he hurriedly avoided and waved his hand: "Old man, your 'you' can break my life." ”

Seeing that the old man was a little at a loss, Ling Yun smiled: "Just kidding, but don't respect me so much, it's okay to treat me as a junior." ”

"Okay."

"Hmm. Now that you're ready, let's hold a wine banquet, remember to give more red envelopes to the Eight Immortals, it's not easy for them to do that. ”

"Good!"

The wine banquet was also said in advance, and this wine banquet was not for Wu Daogao's son, but for the Eight Immortals.

The Eight Immortals had a very high status in the funeral, and as far as this banquet was concerned, the food they ate was at least twice as good as that of ordinary guests, and they had to be entertained by a special person.

What's even more powerful is that usually the banquet can only be held when the powerful person in the family sits in the chief, but the Eight Immortals don't care about that, just eat it.

"Mr. Wu, this is the beginning of the funeral, I'm afraid it's a little unruly......" The director wiped the cold sweat on his head, it was the first time he had seen such a mess, and he wouldn't say anything about the red coffin used to kill the dead, what was the matter with this early burial?

"Alas...... Mr. Li doesn't have to worry, I have my own measure. Wu Daogao sighed, and then his expression changed to firmness.

Seeing this, the supervisor couldn't say anything, so he had to hold a banquet.

The people in the restaurant were eating in full swing, and several Eight Immortals were even more drunk, and it was only at this time that their group of hard-working people could feel that they were not dirty and full of dead smell.

But at this moment, a group of uninvited guests came outside the door. Wu Daogao's wife came in with a group of relatives and friends on her toes.

"This young lady, may I ask who you are ......?"

The greeter saw that the faces of the visitors were not good, and quickly stopped the group of people.

"Me? I'm the wife of the banquet host! The woman snorted disdainfully, and randomly waved her hand to lead a group of people into the hotel.

Wu Daogao, who was not far away, had already seen this group of people, but he still had some affection with the woman, so he let them go, but he didn't expect it to be such an oversight, but he almost caused trouble.

The woman took her group of people to stand in the middle of the field, listened to the guy next to her for a while, looked at the wine table where the group of eight immortals were sitting, sneered, and went straight over.

"What do you guys do?"

The eight immortals looked at each other, they were just some countrymen, how could they have seen this meeting? And look at this group of well-dressed people, obviously rich people, they didn't know how to answer for a while, they were silent, waiting for the woman's words.

"Do you know whose banquet this is?"

"The Wu family?" One Eight Immortals and Monsters, can they not know who this is?

"Yes, it's the Wu family." The woman sneered again, and she didn't know where she learned so many sneers, "Our Wu family has a lot of money, and even relatives and friends are equally happy, but where did you beggars come from?" ”

"Who do you say is a beggar?"

The Eight Immortals stopped doing it and slapped the table and stood up. To be honest, doing this dirty and smelly work, enjoying all the contemptuous eyes is enough for them, but being scolded by others is really unbearable for them, the eight immortals, are dignified!

"Hey, are you reasoning with me? Look at your clothes, ouch, burlap, look at your shoes? Eh, or coarse cloth, what is not a beggar? It's still black, do you really think you're a nightcrawler? It's disgusting not to pee and look at yourself like a bear. ”