Chapter 8: The Immortal Pit Man
After Ji Li finished speaking, Bai Changsheng said in his heart that this bastard kid is really a little expert in tricks.
nodded, followed by a wicked laugh:
"Yes, I think you're a trick... Little Ace! Come, come, get up. β
After that, he helped Ji Li up from the ground, and helped him shake the dust off his body and get rid of his bad luck.
Ji Li was puzzled by the second monk for a while, why did this kid suddenly become so interested?
You're welcome, he reached out and patted Bai Changsheng's shoulder:
"Hehe, I'm afraid, I'm a masterpiece. Boy, you... Big brother, don't be impatient, little brother's admiration for you is like spitting saliva..."
Ji Li thought about it for a while, but found that Bai Changsheng listened to his disrespectful words and gently touched the wooden stick in his hand!
was so frightened that he hurriedly flattered himself, and he didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore.
Bai Changsheng was also so angry that he wanted to laugh, this kid really didn't know whether to live or die.
After scaring him, he didn't feel embarrassed anymore, not to mention that there was a good show! Let you play with me, I have to scare you to death tonight.
Thinking about it, there was another sneer, and the laughter made Ji Li chill for a while.
I didn't see Bai Changsheng say anything, I just saw him take out paper money, incense and candles from the corner, and get a paper figure out.
When Bai Changsheng took the paper man, he also compared:
They are all craftsmen, and the paper man burned at the door is so terrible, how can he be playing as if he is playing around?
Shaking his head, he prepared everything, handed it to Ji Li, who looked confused, patted his shoulder, and encouraged:
"Young man, I have made up your friends, come on, these are given to you by your father, you go to the ghost crying grave and steal the dead man's bricks.
When the time comes, I won't die, and when I become a big brother, I'll tell me. β
Ji Li thought about turning his face, and his face turned pale:
This is good, not to mention being beaten, he also recognized a father, and blamed himself for having no virtue in his mouth to cause this disaster.
However, he was also afraid that Bai Changsheng would be in trouble again, so he took over this pile of things with a sneer.
"Okay, okay, I'll take these, you always rest."
The more he looked at this kid's bad look, the more uneasy Ji Li felt, and hurriedly took his things out:
"Boy! When I become the most talented big brother in Beijing, I will bring a group of brothers to settle accounts with you. When the time comes, I want you to look good! β
Ji Li ran away, and when he turned around, he estimated that Bai Changsheng would not be able to catch up, so he scolded like this.
Bai Changsheng leaned against the door of the coffin shop, looking at Ji Li's embarrassed appearance, he couldn't support it, and it also diluted the terrifying situation of this night.
The heart said that anyway, you don't know where I went, so don't blame me if something happens then.
After a while, I was really tired, and although the night was so tortuous, I still couldn't stand the sleepiness, so I hurriedly lay down on the bed and fell asleep.
After a while, there was a loud snoring in the coffin shop.
A good night's sleep.
Bai Changsheng felt refreshed when he got up, and then thought about what happened yesterday, and it was still like a world away:
If it weren't for the wicked people who were killed halfway, it is estimated that he would have been crying for ghouls by now, and I don't know what happened to that season.
It can't be scared to death there, right?
I was thinking about it, but the business in my hand did not stop, I worshiped my father, and replaced a good incense in front of the spirit card, and enshrined the lonely souls and wild ghosts in the Eight Treasures Glass Cup, and then tidied up my tired appearance and opened a good business.
But the weather is cool and autumn!
It is autumn, the trees are sparse, and there is a hearty charm of light clouds and light winds.
Bai Changsheng's mood is no longer as frightened as yesterday, anyway, it has nothing to do with him, and in the end, the government will also have the Ji Li top bag that will go later.
Still thinking smugly, a person came in the coffin shop.
As soon as it opened in broad daylight, a customer came, but it was quite anxious, who died?
Bai Changsheng was a little puzzled, who was it when he looked back.
This man looked to be in his thirties, dressed in gray clothes, like a hard-working Liba man, but his expression was a little fierce for some reason.
After reading it, Bai Changsheng was alert in his heart, this person was not good, he was fierce between his eyebrows, he was full of resentment, and he couldn't look at it clearly during the day, so he must have something to do.
"Mr. mourns, and he is immortal in the next white."
Unlike other shops that opened their doors and said goodbye, the business in the coffin shop was solemn and solemn, Bai Changsheng bowed deeply, waiting for this person to say what he needed.
"Give me three coffins, the sooner the better. Fushou carved ghost crying grave, no need to leave a longevity name. β
The man said this in a low tone, looking at the coffin shop.
Bai Changsheng's heart sank after hearing this, the ghost cried the grave! Three coffins! The sooner the better!
I wonder if I have anything to do with last night's events.
The man saw that Bai Changsheng was distracted, and he was a little impatient, and urged:
"Hurry up, I don't have time for you to ink here, I have something to do."
Got something to do?!
Burying the corpse?
This was the first thing Bai Changsheng thought of, it seemed that this person must be haunted by strange things.
"This gentleman, the coffin is not always available, it is unlucky.
And no matter how fast our coffin shop is, it will take some time to customize the longevity materials, but it will become a rule to leave the longevity name and blessed land.
Otherwise, the dead are restless, and the rules are broken, and the ghost crying tomb has never been a good place, and the feng shui is not good, which is not suitable for hiding the cave and blessing. β
"You don't care... This... Is it true that the name of longevity does not leave the dead restless? β
The man was very irritable, but when he heard Bai Changsheng say this, he also muttered.
Bai Changsheng listened:
"Yes, it must be disrespectful to the deceased, if there is filth in the future, resentment and evil will be born, but it is very unlucky, I advise you to pay a little attention."
Bai Changsheng said this, firstly, because it was true:
The dead have no name, no sign, and are hidden in a coffin, which is no different from a corpse in the wilderness.
Second, I want to take advantage of this opportunity to talk:
Who to bury, if there is the name of Chen Mingshi, then Bai Changsheng will go to inform the government to get someone as soon as possible.
If there is still Ji Li's name, it will be killed by himself, which is a wisp of injustice.
I also felt a little guilty in my heart, so I was eager to know who this man was buried.
Under Bai Changsheng's repeated persuasion, the man was also shaken, and paced in the coffin shop again and again, sometimes pinching his fingers, sometimes scratching his head and muttering.
I don't know what the name is, after half a ring, this person sighed, asked Bai Changsheng to borrow a pen, and wrote three names when he picked up the pen.
"Liu Ming, Liu Zifang, Wen Yan."
Bai Changsheng looked at the names of these three people, and there was no one he knew, not Chen Mingshi, and no Ji Li.
This was a little more relieved, patted his chest, and said in his heart that it was dangerous.
The man looked at Bai Changsheng's face as lucky, and he didn't know why, so he was a little puzzled:
"Why? Do you know anyone? β
As he spoke, he looked at the name on the paper, and then at Bai Changsheng, with a gleam in his eyes.
Bai Changsheng hurriedly responded:
"I don't know, I just woke up and I'm a little sleepy. Come on, sir, please also note your name, for the deceased to collect the funeral, it is also a collection of yin virtue, these people will find this name to bless you after they die. β
When the man heard this, he gritted his teeth a little, his expression was very fierce, and he couldn't bear it a little, hesitated for a moment and wrote a name, and then whispered:
"There is a debtor who has been wronged, and when the time comes, he will really become a wronged ghost, and his brother will accompany him to the end!"
And on the longevity paper, there is one more name:
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