The steamed buns that he ate with his master had just had another meal of refreshments at the mansion, and Wang Lin didn't eat in Sanyuan Building anymore.

Under the surprised expression of the drunkard like a ghost, Wang Lin emptied a large jar of Biguang wine with one hand, and pinned the gourd containing fifty catties of wine back to his waist.

Then he took some dry food with him, and then frowned, sighed, and walked away quickly.

Dry food is not worth much, but only a few dozen cents.

But this jar of blue wine cost him another six hundred taels.

Walking on the way to the South City Gate, Wang Lin carried his bag on his back, held the sword box in his left hand, and took out the few savings left on his body.

He looked at the large pieces of broken silver in his hand, as well as the six hundred taels of treasure bills, and counted and counted.

Flipping through the banknotes in his hand, he muttered sadly:

"Why did the money disappear so quickly? Nephew An, if you don't come to give me the final payment, your uncle and I will starve to death outside......"

Wang Lin took two sips of wine and walked leisurely to the south city gate.

The South City Gate is full of people, dense crowds and great traffic.

But even so, Wang Lin still saw the figures of Lao Wu and Mo Yunqi at a glance.

It's not because he has a cultivation and how good his eyesight is.

Just because all the pedestrians avoided them, making the figures of the two particularly eye-catching.

Where the two stood, in the dense flow of people, a vacuum and no man's circle were formed.

Lao Wu and Mo Yunqi pushed a small wooden cart by themselves, and there were four coffins on one cart.

Pedestrians coming and going, whether they were lower-class pawns and peddlers, or high-ranking officials and nobles, frowned and avoided the two people and the coffin on the car.

Even the homeless beggars who fell into the disaster and wanted to go into the city to ask for food had to scold them when they saw the two of them.

The people around him avoided it, but Wang Lin's eyes lit up and he walked straight towards the two.

There was a pious old woman who believed in Taoism, looking at such a glamorous little Taoist leader, who wanted to touch the moldy head of the corpse collector, hurriedly grabbed Wang Lin's robe, and hurriedly persuaded him:

"The little Taoist can be careful, the ghoul is very unlucky, I am afraid that in the past, I will pollute the Taoist chief's cultivation of your true qi~"

Wang Lin was stunned, and frowned slightly when he heard the old man unceremoniously say the insulting word "collect ghouls" to address the two.

But considering the special type of work of the old five and two, in this feudal superstitious environment, the discrimination they have received is widespread and deep-rooted, Wang Lin did not argue much with the old man, and lightly left the sentence:

"Thank you mother-in-law for your kindness, the two corpse Dao true immortals are here, and the poor Dao has to rush to get some immortal qi and rub some blessings, so don't pass it over."

Gently patting the old woman's hand, Wang Lin smiled at her, turned around and walked towards the eight coffins.

Lao Wu has been a corpse collector all his life, and every day he is either accompanied by dead people or dealing with the City God's Ghost Mansion, and he has long been accustomed to these discrimination from ordinary people, just as ordinary.

But seeing that Wang Lin, as a rookie in the Daomen, looked up to himself so much, his heart couldn't help but warm, and he greeted with a smile:

"The little Taoist can torment the two of me, under the Taiheng Immortal Mansion, Xiao Lao'er and I, the stupid apprentice, how dare we call them true immortals."

didn't continue to chat, seeing that it was not early, the fifth child immediately shouted, "Get up the coffin!" ”

As soon as this sound came out, the people around him avoided it even further.

There are rules for carrying the coffin, and after the coffin is lifted, it can no longer fall to the ground, and the coffin can not be put down until it is buried in the ground.

If anyone accidentally bumps into the coffin-pushing cart and startles the ghost of the dead body in the coffin, it will be terrible.

The city heard the news of the tragic death of the Tian family, and the pedestrians did not dare to get close, so they insisted on making way for the three of them from the crowded city gate.

When he walked out of the city gate, Lao Wu looked up at the sky, Mo Yunqi looked down at the ground, and the two shouted at the same time:

"Funeral!"

After that, Mo Yunqi was silent, focusing only on the few coffins on the car, without blinking an eye, concentrating on holding the car and not letting the coffins fall to the ground.

The Tian family died tragically, and the neighbors all went to the government hall to watch the excitement, and for a while there was no one to help with the funeral.

Wang Lin thought about it, hung the wine bottle back on his waist, and with a wave of mana, he dispersed the wine gas that lingered around his body.

Then he put the sword box on the ground and straightened his clothes.

As soon as his mind moved, the book "Palm Sucking" in his brain shimmered, pushing the skill of palm sucking to the realm of transcendence.

Not only the two points in the left and right palms emit suction, but the 365 points around the body are all ready to move and can send out suction at any time.

Wang Lin hung the sword box behind his back, and several points on the back of his heart exerted force at the same time, sending out a large suction force, pressing the sword box close to his back.

He walked to the side of the eight coffins and recited the scriptures for the people of the Tian family who had bought medicine and eliminated ghosts.

"Bless their people, make the world wronged, and take advantage of the blessings. The ghosts are bitter, and each is exalted......"

The scriptures recited by Wang Lin are just the most common "Taishang Daojun Says the Wonderful Sutra of Resolving Grievances and Pulling Out Sins".

It is just words of blessing and persuasion, and there is no subtlety or blessing of mana.

But Wang Lin followed Lao Wu and Mo Yunqi, reading as he walked, and an unusual charm naturally appeared around his body.

The pattern of the enlightened beast hidden on the back of the hand suddenly emerged, spontaneously combusting without fire, wafting out a trace of grease aroma, lingering on the side of the coffin.

Wang Lin smelled this fragrance and lightness, as if he was enlightened, and the scriptures in his mouth inexplicably had a wonderful rhythm.

The sound of chanting suddenly became a bit mysterious.

When he walked out of the city gate, the faces of the crowd around him who heard the sound became more peaceful and quiet, and the noise was much quieter.

The crown and hat on Wang Lin's head led this oil to burn incense, and floated all the way to the nine heavens.

The fat-burning smoke was instantly protected and drifted to nowhere.

In the Qinghua Changle world, a wrestler in front of the gate of Miaoyan Palace saw this smoke and asked left and right:

"Who in the mortal world did this? Which revenant is going to be exceeded? ”

Immediately, a golden boy stepped forward and replied:

"Look at the breath, it should be the descendants of Pure Yang, the new true legend of the Three Realms spread all over the past few days, and the soul has been swallowed by the powerful ghosts, and the eight mortals who have long been soulless have been exceeded."

When Lux heard this, he didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly said:

"Then I will issue an order, order the local three cities to send each other, and the Yin Division of the Difu will find out the true spirits of these eight people, protect them into reincarnation, and we will wait for a rainy rain, and eight springs will gush to the earth, as a reply!"

Two more jade girls walked out and whispered promises.

One flew to the nether realm and ran to the underworld, and the other picked up jade dew and sprinkled it with his hands.

In front of the south gate of Jinyang City, the three of them walked out of twenty or thirty meters with the cart, and suddenly felt that their bodies were wet.

The old woman before, looking at the backs of several people, shouted:

"I'll just say it's too heavy, too heavy! Even God can't stand it, and it rains when the coffin is raised, this is the sin of selling medicine and killing rats to wash the Tian family, and killing too many people! ”