Chapter 11: Preparing to open the coffin

After listening to Zhang Qishan's words, the eighth master couldn't help but say, "Buddha, why haven't I heard what you said?" ”

Zhang Qishan said to the eighth master, "You must not have heard of it, because there are some that only the mountain movers know, and besides, you are in business, not inverted." ”

The eighth master nodded thoughtfully, and then asked, "Then, Buddha, how do you know these things?" ”

Zhang Qishan replied, "A friend of mine told me. ”

The eighth master nodded, and then said, "Buddha, you say, what is that Zag...... Rama, is it really a curse? ”

Zhang Qishan glanced at the eighth master, and then said, "I know that there are curses in this world, but there are not many, just such a Zagrama tribe has one, isn't it also some uncommon races?" Besides, this curse can be solved by foreign objects, I don't believe it, I guess it's a virus. ”

After hearing this, the eighth master nodded, and then said, "I think so too, but the Zagrama clan hasn't found that dust bead until now?" ”

Zhang Qishan nodded, a trace of weakness flashed in his eyes.

Zhang Qishan said, "Until now, they have no clues about the dust beads, so they haven't found them until now, but they are just looking for them in those tombs." ”

The eighth master said: "They don't have any clues so far?" ”

Zhang Qishan nodded, and then said, "That's right, they have no clues so far." ”

The eighth master said, "That...... Is this pseudo-dust bead a clue? ”

Zhang Qishan glanced at the eighth master, and then asked, "What do you want to do?" ”

The eighth master smiled and said, "I just want them to sell me a favor." ”

Zhang Ye said at this time, "Wait, this thing is useful to me." ”

The eighth master glanced at Zhang Ye strangely, and then said, "Master Zhang, is this useful to you?" ”

Zhang Ye nodded lightly, and the eighth master could only say helplessly, "Okay, I'll give it to you." ”

Zhang Ye thanked him, and then flipped his hand, and the pseudo-dust bead disappeared directly.

The eighth master was very surprised and said, "Master Zhang, you are a bit like a foreigner's magic." ”

Zhang Ye smiled slightly, didn't speak, and said to them, "Okay, let's open the coffin tomorrow, it's not the right time now, let's go to sleep first." ”

Zhang Qishan nodded, and then said, "Ah Ye said the same, then let's open the museum tomorrow." ”

The eighth master breathed a long sigh of relief, and then said, "That's good, I panicked when the coffin opened at night, and it will be almost the same when the coffin is opened tomorrow." ”

Zhang Ye said, "Then I'll go first." "Zhang is ready to leave

At this time, Zhang Qishan stopped Zhang Ye, and he said, "Ah Ye, wait a minute, you shouldn't have any place to live, right?" ”

Zhang Ye was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Brother, I'm just outside, and I'll talk about my accommodation tomorrow." ”

Seeing this, Zhang Qishan could only say helplessly, "Okay then." ”

Zhang Ye nodded, and then walked outside.

Zhang Qishan said to a few cronies beside him, "A few of you, stay here, someone will come to replace you tomorrow morning." ”

The men nodded, and then said, "Yes!" Buddha. ”

Zhang Qishan nodded, and then said, "Okay, Eighth Master, adjutant, let's sleep in the waiting room for a while." ”

The adjutant nodded, indicating that he had no problem.

The eighth master was taken aback, and then stammered, "Buddha...... Buddha, I, I feel like I'd better go back......"

Zhang Qishan glanced at the eighth master, and then said, "Really?" Do you want me to put you in a coffin too? ”