"Dao Chief...... Master, what's wrong with you? Wake up! "I watched the fat Taoist priest close his eyes, lower his head, hang his hands, and die motionless, but there was no way at all.

The feeling was indescribable, and my hands began to tremble uncontrollably.

I held the fat priest's hand tightly, and I really couldn't bear to look at him who had stopped breathing, but I couldn't help but look at it, because I was hoping for some miracle to allow him to escape death.

But the miracle never happened, and I clearly felt that the fat Taoist priest's hand was rapidly losing its body temperature and becoming cold.

He was really dead, and at this moment, my heart suddenly felt like a knife, and tears blurred my eyes......

A Taoist priest who only has one side to me, but he gave his most precious life to save me and Linglong, he should not have died.

If I could turn back time, if I could go back in time, I would rather be strangled to death by that female ghost than walk into this room again.

Looking at the fat Taoist priest's cold corpse, guilt and self-blame kept tearing at me in my mind.

I slowly let go of the hand that was clenching the fat Taoist, pushed a step back, knelt directly on my knees, and kowtowed three times to him.

"Master, kneeling down is not going to the grave, but respecting and respecting."

Looking at the fat Taoist priest, I secretly decided in my heart that I would definitely do what he told me before he died. I will help him take care of the shop, this door is the inheritance of the Dragon and Tiger Sect, and I will definitely go on his behalf.

As long as I'm alive.

"Qin Sheng, don't be sad, it's dawn outside, let's prepare to bury the master first, let him be buried in the ground." Linglong, who was standing behind me, reminded me.

"Hmm." I glanced back at the door, and it was already slightly bright.

I don't know if Master has any other relatives, so I found a mobile phone in his pocket and opened the contacts, only to find that there was only one number in the contacts on his phone.

There are only two words in this number: creditor.

It seems that Master has no relatives, or perhaps at least no relatives with whom he is in constant contact. I had no choice but to call Hammer and ask him to drive over first.

After receiving my call, the hammer, who had not yet woken up, immediately agreed, saying that it would be there in half an hour.

I found the phone number of the store that sells coffins on the Internet and asked them to arrange for someone to send a good coffin.

Although I have just entered the Dao Gate, I know that it is not suitable for people in this Dao Gate to be cremated after death, and if they are cremated, they will have to go through a set of extremely troublesome procedures, one of which will have to call the police.

After calling the police, Linglong and I really couldn't communicate with the police and tell him that my master was killed by a ghost? If you can't convict the murderer, you will judge the two of us.

So in order to avoid these unnecessary troubles, Linglong and I discussed buying a coffin directly to bury it, finding a place with good feng shui, and directly letting Master and him be buried in the ground.

That's what I've been able to do so far.

When the hammer came, he was shocked to see my master, who had been out of breath for a long time, and when I told him what had happened last night, the hammer looked at me and asked:

"So what are you going to do now? I advise you not to call the police, or when the police come, you will have to be caught as murderers even if you have a hundred mouths. ”

I nodded: "That's why I decided to find a sparsely populated place with good feng shui for Master to bury him first." ”

"That's okay, by the way, I'm going to borrow a Ford Quanshun, or I won't be able to fit the coffin in my car." As he spoke, the hammer went out and drove away in a hurry.

……

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the coffin was also delivered, and I carried the master who had been changed and washed by me, and slowly laid him flat in the coffin, took one last look at him, and slowly closed the lid with the hammer.

After closing the coffin, I lifted the coffin with Hammer and the workers who came to deliver it and put it into the Transit car that Hammer had borrowed.

The three of us worked until the beginning of the night, and then we put Master in the ground.

When Linglong and I were about to go back in the hammer car, I handed the piece of paper that Master had given me before to the hammer who was about to start the car, and said to him:

"Hammer, I'll trouble you one more thing, drive us to the place where this piece of paper is written."

The hammer took a look, said yes, and started the car and drove quickly south with Linglong and me.

After about two hours of driving, Hammer took Linglong and I to a stop in a row of dormitories for migrant workers at a construction site.

After getting out of the car, I looked at this temporary migrant housing and asked:

"I said Hammer, you're not looking for the wrong way, are you? It is clearly written on the paper that it is a Taoist temple. ”

"No, look there, the address is on that hill, I've been to this place once before, but I haven't been up that hill." As he spoke, the hammer pointed his hand to the back of the migrant workers' house.

Sure enough, looking in the direction the hammer was pointing, there was indeed a vague building on the top of the hill.

After the three of us parked, we climbed directly up the hill while it was not completely dark.

Although the mountain road is difficult, but fortunately this mountain is not too high, as soon as it got dark, the three of us climbed together to the Taoist temple gate on this mountain.

The gate of the Taoist temple is painted with black paint, and there are yellow wooden pillars on both sides of the front door, and above the top of the door hangs a sign, the three words written on it have long been covered by dust and cobwebs, and it is not clear to see.

The front door was covered in fallen leaves and dust, and it didn't look like a place for anyone to live at all.

The hammer panted and looked at the gate of this Taoist temple and said:

"Arrived, this is here, there is such a Taoist temple within a radius of dozens of miles, the address is wrong, but this Taoist temple seems to have not lived for a long time, are you sure the address written on this piece of paper is correct?"

Just when I wondered if I was in the wrong place, the dusty wooden door was pushed open from the inside.

"Squeak~!" A piercing sound came, the black wooden door slowly opened, and out came a man in a shirt and trousers, he was about the same age as me, his clothes were properly and cleanly, in stark contrast to the messy Taoist temple, his black hair revealed a different temperament.

Especially his dark eyes, the depths of his eyes, as if he can see through people's hearts.

He raised his head and squinted at me unruly, as if I was an ant in his eyes, and for some reason, I could feel a sense of pride and the momentum of the world from him.

"Who are you looking for here?" The man looked at me and asked in a cold voice, he spoke in a very special voice, with extremely high resolution.

"We came here to find the master of this temple, and my master told me to come here before he died." I looked at him and said.

"Who is your master?" I looked at me and asked, my tone full of pride and arrogance.

"Chen Kaixuan of the Dragon and Tiger Sect of the Daomen Sect." I replied.

"Guo Kaixuan?" When the man heard my master's name, he silently recited it in his mouth, and then said:

"I don't know."

His words suddenly overwhelmed me, Linglong and Hammer, could it be that this man is the master of the Taoist temple in front of him?

"Huh? You have been borrowed from Yangshou? The man asked, looking at me with interest.

I nodded, "Yes." ”

Once you start borrowing this Yang Shou, either you will die or he will die, so the person who borrowed your Yang Shou will definitely come to you again, and you came here to find me to help? The man's deep eyes seemed to be able to see through everything.

"Yes, we're here to help you." I nodded in acknowledgement.

When the man heard my words, he didn't ask anything more, but turned his head to stare at Linglong.

"What's your name?" He looked at Linglong, who was standing next to me, for a few seconds, and then asked.

"Linglong." Linglong replied.

"Linglong? Naturally sharp-eyed and interesting. The man said and ignored us, and walked down the hill on his own.

"Well, wait a ......minute," I was about to stop him, but he looked back at the three of us and said:

"If you don't want to die tonight, walk to a village behind the mountain, where there will be a greeting tonight, and you can hide there tonight."

The hammer on the side immediately asked:

"What is a greeting family?"

"Commonly known as yin marriage." The man said without looking back.