Zhang Wuren and I looked at each other when we heard about this, eighteen years old and now eighteen years old are not just children, right?

And most of them are studying hard in school with glasses on. {Ranwen,Experience the latest and fastest reading.\\52ranen.\\cc}And Temur at this age actually single-handedly got a yin and evil from Hunan!

I asked Zhang Wuren, if the two of us encounter the most yin and evil, can we fight? Zhang Wuren tilted his head and thought about it, and then shook his head decisively: I can't beat it, but if the preparations are done well, I can still run away.

He also said that this thing is so angry that the evil breath on its body can frostbite people's souls. It is estimated that only the double yang body can restrain it. I estimate that the iron fungus is likely to be a rare double yang body. Otherwise, he is only eighteen years old, how can he fight to the extreme?

Chongyang body, purple cinnabar, and lightning strike wood, known as the most yang and strong things. If you insist on giving these three things a ranking, then the double yang body will definitely occupy the first place.

At the age of eighteen, Temur was already stronger than we are now, and now more than thirty years have passed, and Temur does not know how strong it is. If it is really the legendary Chongyang body, it is estimated that it should be on par with Colonel Diming, right?

I was faintly excited in my heart, Temur is so strong, if I can befriend him through this painting, would those bastards of the Death Sect dare to run to the Tie family to harm people?

Seventy or eighty kilometers away from Penglai, there is a village called Tiejiazhuang. The village is surrounded by mountains and the sea, and the transportation is well developed. The main thing is that the people in the village have the surname Tie.

Tiejiazhuang is not well-known in Penglai, and even many locals think it is an ordinary village. But in our circle, Tiejiazhuang is famous, and the old lady of the Tie family lives here.

After getting off the plane, we took a taxi directly to Tiejiazhuang. As a result, when I arrived at Tiejiazhuang, I found that there were countless cars parked outside the village, and if I looked closely, they were all valuable luxury cars!

Not to mention Mercedes-Benz BMW, Porsche, Ferrari and other luxury cars are countless. Zhang Wuren and I were dumbfounded, these cars could almost constitute an auto show.

The most important thing is that these cars have Northeast license plates, Jiangsu license plates, Beijing and Hebei license plates, and the farthest one is even a Guangdong license plate. (\\.52//)

The body was dirty, obviously after a long journey, and it was too late to wash it. But Zhang Wuren and I wondered, where did so many luxury cars come from in this place? It's all out of town.

Zhang Wuren glanced around, and dragged me into a funeral supply store. The boss is a man with a horse face, and he is also very bold, and he opened his mouth and said, you are also here to attend the funeral of the old man Tie?

Zhang Wuren said casually, yes, it's really a sigh.

I noticed that the boss had a white cloth wrapped around his head, as if he was giving filial piety to someone.

Zhang Wuren bought a wreath and funeral supplies such as burning paper, glanced at me and walked towards the village. As soon as we entered the village, two young people with filial piety came over, one took the wreath, and the other respectfully took us to the village square.

There were many people standing in the village square, including local villagers who wore filial piety, and many outsiders dressed in black. When we went, a middle-aged man with a square face came out and beckoned everyone to enter the house.

I whispered, is this the old man of the Tie family gone? What a grand funeral.

Zhang Wuren whispered, we were not invited, but most people would not drive us away. Don't make trouble, I look like people with heads and faces.

We followed the flow of people into the hall in the center of the village, only to find that there were already many people sitting inside. Zhang Wuren only glanced at it and his face changed. I hurriedly asked him, did you meet someone you knew?

Zhang Wuyi said, don't just know! They are all famous people in the circle!

I looked around and saw that all the people seated were dressed in a variety of clothes, including monks, Taoist priests, and a few men in black suits. I even saw people dressed in ethnic minority costumes, colorful, like a big butterfly.

Zhang Wuren said that the gray monk robe was a monk from Fohai Temple in Heze, and the yellow robe was a Taoist priest from Laoshan in Qingdao. The men in black suits are all from the Northeast, and they should be disciples of the horse, and those who wear ethnic minority costumes seem to be the Dulong clan's Duomusa, or Namusa.

I admire Lao Zhang's five-body body, I can recognize so many people from my clothes, I don't have this ability. At least one monk was standing next to me, and I couldn't tell which temple it was.

I told Zhang Wuren, it seems that the old man of the Tie family has a big face, and he can get this share in the circle, even if he dies, it is worth it.

Zhang Wuren said thoughtfully, no. They didn't seem to have come to mourn, because the people of the Tie family seemed to be very unfriendly to them.

He didn't warn him, and when he said that, I realized that something was really wrong. Whether it is the monk of Fohai Temple or the Taoist priest of Qingdao, or the disciple of the Northeast and the Namusa of the Dulong clan, it seems that there is something wrong with the attitude.

In my opinion, they are more like finding fault.

Finding fault at someone's funeral, even an ordinary family can't bear it, not to mention that the Tie family is a wealthy family in Shandong, and they are usually proud, and they can't tolerate this kind of thing.

The atmosphere at the funeral was actually very solemn, and there were not many people in the hall, but there were really few people talking. After a while, the boxy-faced majestic man walked out with a few men in suits. Judging by their clothing and bearing, those people should be local leaders, large and small.

The Tie family has a lot of influence in Penglai, and when the old man of the Tie family dies, the leaders of the city will definitely come to mourn. It's just that today's protagonists are not them.

Zhang Wuren whispered to me that the square-faced Wei Wuzi should be Temur. But today's situation seems to be a bit special, let's not be a bird, let's see what is going on first.

Temur returned to the hall after sending off the city leaders, and he looked at the people around him, and there seemed to be a hint of mockery on his face. Then I saw him say a few words to a young man of the Tie family who wore filial piety, and the young man immediately nodded and dispersed with a few people.

After a while, a lot of irrelevant people in the hall were invited out. Originally, the two of us should have been invited out, but Zhang Wuren was very clever and dragged me to stand behind the Northeasterners. We stood against the wall, the Northeast people didn't look back at us, and the disciples of the Tie family thought that we were from the Northeast and didn't care about us.

The door to the hall shut, and the room suddenly became dark. Temur seemed a little tired, and he sat down in his chair and said, "All right, now we can have a good talk." Is the Yin Yuan master of Fohai Temple here?

An old monk with a wrinkled face said that Senior Brother Yin Yuan was studying Buddhism in Fohai Temple and ignored these things. Lao Qu is a monk of Fohai Temple, so he brought his disciples here to work hard.

Temur seemed to frown, and then said, okay, don't talk nonsense, just get down to business. Come one by one! Well, let's start with Fohai Temple.

The old monk said to Amitabha Buddha again, saying that twenty years ago, Mr. Tie Lao borrowed a string of Buddhist beads from Fohai Temple. The string of Buddha beads was made of one hundred and eight Buddha wood, and twelve Buddha relics were embedded in the middle. Later, Mr. Tie Lao encountered a drought in Shaanxi, and the Buddha Chen Mu was burned by fire.

Temur nodded, yes. I heard my father say that. However, my father later went to Fohai Temple to apologize in person, and he also made amends.

The old monk said that Amitabha, Mr. Tie did promise compensation, he said that the Buddha beads had been burned by the fire and could not be recovered, so he promised to wait for the old man to die, the body was cremated, if there are relics, they will be given to us Fohai Temple, if not, then naturally our Fohai Temple should not hold such treasures as relics.

As soon as he said this, the first few young people behind Temur raised their eyebrows angrily, the Tie family is a very traditional family of exorcists, and burial has been popular since ancient times. Don't look at the fact that cremation is now advocated all over the country, but this order is basically useless for the Tie family.

Temur waved his hand, and the young man behind him stopped talking, and he said to the Taoist priest in a yellow robe, Qingsan Daoist Elder Xianyun Yehe, I don't know when I will have a holiday with my old man.

The Taoist priest was a little old, but the sharp-beaked monkey gills made people look very uncomfortable. He sat down in his chair and said, "Fourteen years ago, Tetsusanbune took away a little ghost I raised. He once said that he wants me to let go of your imp, unless my iron tribune is dead.

Now that Tetsumifune is dead, it is natural that the promise should be fulfilled. That imp must be returned to me today!

Temur looked at Qingsan Daoist coldly, and said to the two young men on the left and right, Ah Yuan, Ah Kai, beat him out for me!

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