It is no exaggeration to say that when I heard that familiar voice, my first reaction was not anger, but shivering with fear. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Fuck me.

This old Wang Ba is really here!!

"Old bitter, why are you standing so far away?" Daoist Ge held a bottle of mineral water in his hand, took two sips, and beckoned to the bitter monk standing at the entrance: "Come here!" I've got you covered! Sensei! ”

"Ouch, you have a big face, who can you cover?" The old man Zuo sneered: "This old bald donkey has been looking for trouble with Lao Tzu again and again, and he tied up Lao Tzu's apprentice last time, if it weren't for my apprentice's good life and good luck, I would have let that bastard die in eight lifetimes." ”

"Good luck." Daoist Ge said angrily: "It's obvious that Lao Tzu greeted him, okay?" If it weren't for me, your apprentice would have died! ”

Old man Zuo was already in a bad mood, and when he heard that Daoist Ge was still raising the bar with him, he immediately became angry, seeing that he was ready to tear up with Daoist Ge again.

But the bitter monk was obviously a quiet person, and seeing that the two of them were really going to quarrel, the old bald donkey couldn't help but interject a word, and directly extinguished the flames of his war in the cradle.

"The main reason why he is alive is still me." The bitter monk smiled: "If it weren't for my relenting heart and agreeing to Lao Ge, do you think he would still be alive?" ”

The situation at that time really embarrassed me.

If you want to quarrel, you can fight, you have nothing to talk about me??!

It feels like it's an honor to kill me, right?! Saving me is enough to brag about, right?!

Your uncle's!!

I looked at Daoist Ge and Old Man Zuo viciously, and didn't say a word, but that fierce gaze should have made them understand something.

"Change the subject, change the subject." The old man Zuo coughed twice, touched the beard on his chin, and said, "We can't keep dwelling on the old account, there is a new account underneath." ”

Hearing this, Daoist Ge also stroked his beard and smiled: "This statement is very reasonable. ”

"Brother Yuan!"

Suddenly, a familiar voice came from the position where the bitter monk was.

As soon as I heard Mr. Tan calling me, I subconsciously looked back, but because the light in the cave was dim, I could only vaguely see a few figures there by the orange-yellow light of the ever-bright lamp.

"Are you here?" I stood up and said hello to the other side: "Come down and sit down!" Your master is chatting with us! ”

The moment I said this, I felt a pain in my arm, as if I had been bitten by a dog....... Oh no!

"Why are you pinching me if you have nothing to do?" I looked at Shen Han helplessly: "Sister, have I recruited you again?" ”

"Why is he here again?" Shen Han frowned vigorously, obviously a little unhappy.

"What's the .......?" I sighed: "This grandson is kind to me, if it wasn't for him last time, I wouldn't have been able to escape, and I have to thank him." ”

Shen Han pouted and didn't speak.

That little girl's look made me look at it for a while.

"You don't really doubt that I have anything to do with him, do you?" I asked tentatively.

"yes." Shen Han snorted, turned his head sideways, and stopped looking at me: "Mr. Tan is beautiful, and he is not worse than me, but he is not ........"

When I saw that Shen Han didn't continue, he was still blushing, obviously shy.

"No breasts and no ass is a terrible thing for me, besides, even if he has these two things, won't there be multiple things coming out below?" I laughed and said, "My plug is not omnipotent, you don't think about it." ”

Shen Han turned his head, blushed, and glared at me viciously, then raised his foot without warning and stepped on the instep of my foot.

At that moment, it directly trampled me out and screamed.

"What the fuck?! What's wrong?! Little Buddha was still sleeping on the side by his luggage, and when he heard my screams, he probably thought that we were at war with Daoist Ge, so he immediately got up on the ground with a shotgun: "What's the matter?!" How did you fight?!! ”

At this time, all eyes were focused on him.

"You didn't wake up, did you?" Hai Dongqing asked softly.

The little Buddha snorted in a daze, nodded, and said, yes.

"Then you can go back to sleep." Hai Dongqing said: "I don't need you here for the time being. ”

The little Buddha should have been in a daze, as soon as he heard Hai Dongqing's words, he let out a sigh, put the gun on the ground, and lay back in a daze.

At that time, Hai Dongqing was far away from me, so if I muttered to Shen Han, he probably didn't hear it, and this is what I am most fortunate about.

Really, if this grandson heard what I said to Shen Han, he would be able to skin me alive.

At this time, the bitter monks did not continue to stop at the entrance, but walked step by step, unhurriedly, to the position where we were.

Oddly enough, every time they took a step forward, the cavern reverberated with the sound of a large object being dragged.

What do you mean by that voice...... It's like someone dragging a big wooden box through a cave!

I have to say, this kind of sound can still attract our attention.

As they got closer and closer, none of us spoke, but turned our heads and looked curiously at what was making this noise.

It's okay not to look at it, but we're dumbfounded when we see it.

Fuck me.

Little as Lai...... Is this dragging a coffin to give yourself a funeral?

"Little bald donkey, what are you doing with a coffin?" The old man Zuo asked with a puzzled face, glanced Xiao Rulai up and down, and asked him again: "Keep it for your own use?" ”

Without waiting for Xiao Ru to answer, the bitter monk took over the conversation, and said kindly: "If nothing else, this coffin will have to be kept for your funeral." ”

"What a big breath." Old Sun sneered.

The coffin dragged by Xiao Rulai is exactly the same as the shape of an ordinary coffin, and there is nothing special about it.

If you want to say something special, the most special thing about this coffin should be the texture.

At first, I thought it was a wooden coffin, but when I listened closely, it was obvious that the sound was not something that a wooden coffin could make, and it was so dull!

After listening to it for a while, I realized that it was a muffled sound made of something metallic.

Could it be that this is a bronze coffin??

"It smells of rust." The blind boss wrinkled his nose, and his expression gradually became solemn: "Old man Zuo, the coffin they dragged should be an iron coffin, right?" ”

Old man Zuo had no smile at this time, and looked at the coffin dragged by Xiao Rulai with a solemn face, and sighed.

"Iron coffin?" I was stunned for a moment, and said to myself, these grandsons are not going to do anything about moths, right?

Since ancient times, as long as you are a knowledgeable gentleman, when you help customers do white things, there is a good chance that you will not let iron tools approach the deceased casually, let alone use pig iron to make a coffin for the deceased.

This is not to say that iron is unlucky, but because iron, a metal, can isolate yin and yang.

If the deceased or the soul is allowed to stay in an environment where yin and yang are isolated for a long time, then something big will inevitably happen.

Let's put it this way.

I'll give you an example.

If the soul is allowed to stay in an environment isolated from yin and yang, then it will not be able to absorb yin qi as a supply, and the longer it stays, the weaker the soul will become, until it completely dissipates.

This is not a joke, but it has happened more than once in history.

It is because of the characteristics of iron that from ancient times to the present, many ritual tools for suppressing injustice are made of iron, and bronze and jade can only occupy a small part of these ritual tools for suppressing injustice.

Of course, this is not to say that iron is omnipotent.

Some of the power of injustice is too great, and if you put it in an iron vessel, before you can close your mouth, the grandson will be able to escape.

Since iron is isolated from yin and yang, it also means that it isolates most of the Taoist formations, after all, the Taoist formations are based on yin and yang.

Without yin and yang, there will naturally be no formation.

And without the battle, how much power can the iron weapon have, and how many injustices can be suppressed?

But then again.

It is not impossible to use iron tools to suppress extremely serious injustices, unless........

"This coffin has even been opened by you, it looks like the contents are not ordinary."

Suddenly, the old man Zuo opened his mouth and stared at the bitter monk with an expressionless face.

"What the hell is lying in here?"

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