The Ye family doesn't sell coffins, which can't help him, there are still two coffin shops in the village, as long as they ask for it, they can do it. Although it is not as good as the coffin of the Ye family and the materials are fine, it can still be satisfied for a poor family like Aunt Li.

At dusk, Ai Xiaoluo came to the Bai family's coffin shop to see what the custom-made longevity materials were made of, and he was stunned when he entered the courtyard: there was a large red lacquer coffin in the courtyard.

"Boss Bai...... Is Boss White at home? He shouted twice, but there was no one in the courtyard who answered.

There were two rows of wreaths at the door, and a breeze was blowing, and the wax paper flowers were sizzling. The two newly tied paper figures had blood dripping from their faces, one had a mutilated arm, and the other was missing a leg. Although it was early summer, it was cold in the courtyard......

Ai Xiaoluo was quietly looking for the owner of the coffin shop, and suddenly his leg was hugged tightly!

"Woohoo!"

Ai Xiaoluo was so frightened that he jumped so high that he felt that a vicious dog was biting his ankle, and when he looked back, he was so angry that he was angry: "Dead fatty, are you pretending to be a dog biting me?" ”

The fat man laughed: "I thought that an archmage like you was not afraid of heaven and earth, but I was afraid of this little beast!" ”

Ai Xiaoluo grabbed the fat man's collar and lifted it up to him from the ground: "There is no sound in the yard at all, do you suddenly pretend to be a dog and want to scare Lao Tzu to death?" ”

Suddenly there was a "rustling" sound...... The red coffin lid slowly moved forward......

The fat man was so frightened that he was really out of his body: "It's over, it's really alive, you see that coffin lid is moving!" ”

Ai Xiaoluo looked in the direction of the fat man's fingers, and sure enough, the coffin lid on the bright red lacquered coffin slowly moved upward, and suddenly a head was exposed!

"Oops, suffocate me."

"Boss Bai, why did you run into the coffin?"

It turned out that this man was the white boss of the coffin shop.

"In the past two days, there are not enough people in the coffin shop, I have worked overtime day and night to make the coffin, and the paint on the outside has been finished, but the decoration in the coffin has not been done, so I put wallpaper in the coffin, the weather is a little hot, I fell asleep when I was really tired, and you two made a fuss, and woke me up."

Ai Xiao stabilized his beating heart: "Boss Bai, your yard is too scary to be quiet, and you don't say anything when you call your name, and I think you're not at home." Hey~ Fatty, why are you here? ”

The fat man lowered his head and peeked at the white boss of the coffin shop without saying a word.

Ai Xiaoluo wondered why the fat man didn't answer him. Seeing that the fat man's eyes were evasive, it may be that there are some inconveniences to say in front of Boss Bai.

"Boss Bai, Aunt Li's coffin is not the right color, I told you that I want red sandalwood, how can I make a red one?" Ai Xiaoluo said.

Boss Bai smiled weirdly: "Use the red one to ward off evil spirits." ”

Ai Xiaoluo pointed to the two broken paper figures: "The paper people's faces are covered with blood, what's the matter?" ”

Boss Bai sighed, "The day before yesterday, I painted the coffin with red paint, and accidentally knocked over the bowl with red paint in my hand, splashing the two paper figures with red paint, and I was busy in vain!" In a fit of rage, I kicked and punched, breaking their arms and legs, ready to redo them. ”

Ai Xiaoluo pointed to the big red coffin: "I don't want these two nephews, but the color of the coffin must be changed, Aunt Li died of illness at home, this red coffin is too bright, only people who have died can use this bright red coffin to be buried." ”

"Mage, you're right to believe me, it's right to use red......" Boss Bai insisted on his opinion.

Ai Xiao was slightly anxious, and patted the coffin lid: "The coffin craftsman should at least be familiar with several coffin colors, white coffins, generally used for people who are not married or die young, red coffins are for people who have died horizontally, red coffins for those who have died of death, red coffins for those who have died at the end of their lives, and black coffins, generally for the elderly. Aunt Li died normally at the age of 75, and it is better to choose red sandalwood. ”

Boss Bai shook his head: "Who reported Aunt Li's death to you?" ”

Ai Xiaoluo looked at Boss Bai and didn't understand the meaning of this sentence.

"Of course his son told me."

Boss Bai sneered: "Hmph...... Is what Aunt Li's son said credible? ”

Ai Xiaoluo was confused for a while. For the past two days, he has been practicing in retreat, and he has not heard anything outside the window, and he has put away all the Dharma weapons, so he can't notice anything going on outside.

Seeing that Ai Xiaoluo couldn't answer, Boss Bai said slowly: "I don't know the cause of Aunt Li's death, but Old Fairy Zhang has already come and told me that it is enough to make a red coffin for Aunt Li." ”

Ai Xiaoluo was so angry that Aunt Li's feng shui dojo invited him, why was Zhang Zhi nosy?

He tried his best to be calm: "Boss Bai, let me ask you if I ordered this coffin?" ”

"Yes, you decide."

"Why don't you do what I ask?"

"Old Immortal Zhang said that he was afraid that you had chosen the wrong coffin and ruined your merits for more than 10 years of practice."

Ai Xiaoluo smiled, he was also angry by Zhang Zhi, this old man follows him like a shadow, and he opposes him all day long, no matter what Ai Xiaoluo does, he will be hindered by it.

touched the nail in the Ye family's coffin shop, and Ai Xiaoluo suspected that Zhang Zhi also made it bad, but he had no evidence.

Several coffin shops in the village are also inextricably linked to Zhang Zhi. Whoever can maintain this old immortal will have a booming business.

was thinking about it, and the fat man said, "Zhang Zhi also asked me to come to you." He said that you had better leave Aunt Li's family alone, otherwise you will get into trouble. ”

He turned his head and looked Tang Fat up and down: "It's strange, how did you become Zhang Zhiye's messenger?" It's quite face-saving, and Zhang Zhi also took the initiative to find you? ”

"How? It was Mao Si who told me. ”

Ai Xiaoluo smiled: "Hmph, this old man is a thief, if he doesn't ask him to be a dojo, he will be a hindrance from it, and it will be very bad!" I have to do the Li family's dojo! Boss Bai, give you a day, there is only one last day left! The big red coffin must be changed to rosewood, or I don't want it. ”

This move is really powerful, and Boss Bai sweated on his forehead: "Mage, then listen to you, I'll change the color." ”

Ai Xiaoluo was secretly proud: the business is in competition with the customer, that is, the little arm can't twist the thigh.

"But I'm out of paint, can I use gouache instead of you?"

"Didn't you buy it?"

"No, I don't have anyone at home, besides, this kind of pigment is only available in the city, not in the county."

Ai Xiaoluo threw down a sentence fiercely: "No matter what you think, you want a rosewood coffin." The fat man comes with me. ”

Ai Xiaoluo and the fat man came straight to your Li family. In the courtyard, there is a tall spiritual shed, and several Taoist priests in the silver tile hall are chanting. The Li family lived in poverty, and only found a few small Taoist priests to fill the façade. Their master, Xuanying Daoren, did not come due to the lack of appearance fees.

Aunt Li has only one disabled son, and he is the one who takes care of his sick mother.

Aunt Li was ill for three months and finally passed away. Son Li Shun found Ai Xiaoluo and asked him to help take care of the funeral and make a dojo for his deceased mother.