"You're a big slammer. Even this little bit of waste paper is going to be sold."

Qian Chuanzi said as a matter of course: "Even if it's a dime. That's money too. I can't let go of the money."

Qu Yong said secretly in the coffin: "It's not wrong for this person to call Qian Chuanzi at all. Think about it then. He said he fell and forgot the smell of the meal. And they wept and wept and tried to kill themselves. It's a real loss of a dime. Won't his whole family have to live?"

"Forget it...", although they don't usually stay together. But the temper between everyone is still familiar. The slashing of money strings is also obvious to all. So the ghost pointed to the man on the stone bed who looked like an old man in the sky. Said: "It is well known. Ye covers his face with a copper face on weekdays. Among those of us personally. There is only a coffin slave, and you are destined to see the face of the master. Let's see if this person is a master."

The coffin slave said: "As soon as the foot enters the door. I've seen it. This is indeed the face of the master......"

As soon as this remark came out. Everyone's faces turned pale." Is he really dead?"

"We're really late."

"But there are too many doubts in this matter..."The coffin slave frowned and said, "Master no matter who has been before or after. If it weren't for a huge change. The bronze mask will never be taken off. The mask was like it was on his body. When you take it off, you peel off a layer of skin... Available now. Where did his mask go?"

"Bronze Mask?." If Qu Yong hadn't been restrained at this time. He must have screamed." I didn't expect these people to come for the master as well. Look at what they speak in Chinese. The meaning of the words seems to be that I still know the master. And there's a strange connection."

"It's... yes." In fact, the other three have already noticed. It's just that none of them said it. Instead, it's a "hehe" sneer.

The coffin slaves know what they're laughing at. But he still has to go on. Because his words are not entirely addressed to those present. He would have preferred that the people in the coffin would have heard." This mask is a token of our great master. Just recognize things and not people. If the token is lost; We've got to figure out a way."

The three thousand diners also said, "That's right. This bronze mask is useless to ordinary people. If it falls into the hands of someone with a heart. But it's a fatal thing."

"In my opinion. This bronze mask must have been taken by the messenger." The ghost elongated his voice. He said in a shrill voice: "This man is scheming. It was possible without us even knowing it. Put the letter on the things we love the most. That's a terrible thing to do."

Since this person can put a letter in the purse of the money string without your knowledge. It can also be without its knowledge. Take what he wants. For example, a human head.

"Who is this person who wrote the letter. What is his purpose?"

"So what?"

"Wait."

"Wait."

"This man has gone to great lengths to bring us all here. Then it is impossible for him not to show up. As soon as he appears. Naturally, we know his purpose."

"That's right."

Three thousand diners nibbled on the baked cakes in their hands. Muttered, "It's been the middle of the night. Tell us to meet here. But there is no trace of him. My stomach growls with hunger."

He said so. Others were a little hungry, too. It's the middle of the night, after all. What I ate at night is almost digested by now. Money skewers are the first to be old-skinned. stepped forward and rubbed his hands and said, "Three thousand diners. I know you have a big stomach. But you can see that you are carrying food on your back. Even if you have a big stomach. It's enough to eat for three days and three nights. Or ......"

"You want me to give you something to eat." Three Thousand Diners.

Money Skewer nodded. The beard swept on the ground. "Yes, yes, yes."

The three thousand diners said, "It's okay to eat. I want you to pay. Pay 10 times the price on the market for these foods. Just because I know. Your money skewers' money. Even if it is a second ancestor who is a loser, it will take thirty years. Or. You can give me some money, too."

"You..."Qian Chuanzi's face turned pale. Without hesitation, he said, "Then I'd rather starve to death."

"Hahaha." You Ling Ghost said: "You are really starving to death. Losing money is a big deal. But. I'm weird. Money skewers you don't like to use money. Save so much money to come. Do you want to take it to the ground and use it?"

Qian Chuanzi sneered: "Why don't you ask three thousand diners. He eats every day. Do you die if you eat less? He eats so much. What's the use."

Three thousand diners lost money and skewers. There was some smugness on his face. But now he's putting away his smugness. Instead, he said sadly, "You have never been hungry. If one day you guys tried. When you are hungry and want to cut the meat off your thighs and eat it. You'll get the idea."

The crowd fell silent for a while. Suddenly, the coffin slave said, "Do you smell a fragrance?"

"Fragrance." He said so. Three thousand diners also twitched their noses twice. Said: "Except for the smell of what I eat. Sure enough, there is a greasy aroma. It seems to be from ......"

"From there..."Youling Ghost pointed to the corpse of "Tianyi Old Dao". He lost his voice and said, "Is this the smell of corpses?"

The smell of corpses is at room temperature. 3~6 hours after the death of the person. The ** bacteria in the intestine multiply and grow. Begin to produce **gas. The stench of the release.

The three thousand diners shook their heads and said, "No. The corpse smell is the smell of stinky tofu. This fragrance is greasy. But after all, it's still fragrant. It's hard to smell what ......."

"I'll smell it." The coffin slave strode forward. Walk in front of the corpse of "Tianyi Old Dao". Bowed respectfully. Then leaned over to check. Right in the moment. The dead corpse "Tianyi Old Dao" actually opened his eyes angrily. The hands that have been hanging down at their sides are all the same, and the move of "pushing the door and looking at the moon" is printed on the lower abdomen of the coffin slave.

Originally, with the skills of a coffin slave. It was impossible to hurt him this time. But he really never expected this "dead man" to suddenly open his eyes. He accidentally fell into this trick in the lower abdomen. But he didn't react unpleasantly. Just after the palms of "Tianyi Old Dao" touched his skin. He has taken a big step back with his left foot. Bent over and hunched back. The whole person looks like a big prawn. And so it goes." Tianyi old road" of this palm power is exhausted. It didn't hurt him too much.

But that's not the end of it. At the same time as the "Tianyi Old Dao" shot. There were also three palms of different shapes slapped at his back in unison. He stepped back. Undoubtedly, he sold his back to the people behind him completely.

"Ahh The coffin slave roared. The palm wind is everywhere. Clothes are torn. Three clear palm prints on the back are exposed.

"You—" He was both astonished and angry. Flew to a corner. Renal colic in both kidneys. Split psoas muscles. I know that I won't be able to use my strength for a short time. However, it is relatively painful in the flesh. The feeling of betrayal is even more acute and piercing." Why are you doing this?"

"Hahaha. Why?" Then. That "Tianyi Old Dao" withdrew his arm. He got up and said, "The so-called people don't destroy the heavens and the earth for their own sake. We do that. It's also for your own sake."

"You..."The coffin slave stared at this "Tianyi Old Dao" look. He found that this old man actually had more slender eyebrows. And once you speak, the momentum in action is very different from that of a real copper-faced person. He won't understand where he is." It turned out to be you. Hundred-tailed fox. I didn't expect you to show up."

Transfiguration is not a god. Although in modern times. With the assistance of high technology. It is indeed possible to be superbly visual. But it is also impossible to completely change one person into another. Especially relatives and friends. Say two more words and it will definitely be exposed. So this hundred-tailed fox simply turned into a corpse. The corpse doesn't have to move or speak. Even if there is some dissimilarity in appearance. It's also easy to get by.

"It turns out that this is really fake." Qu Yong said secretly in the coffin: "It seems that this hundred-tailed fox is the one who met the fake master in the shrine during the day."

"I'm afraid to show up." The hundred-tailed fox hated and said, "I was born and died with him. Later, it was just in his name that he brought two white goods through the customs. He didn't miss the old love at all. Expelled me from China. Thankfully, God won't kill me. Let me put down roots in Tokyo, Japan. Now the old copper-faced ghost is dead. I will owe him mine. All the money and interest will come back."

The coffin slave gasped and looked at the four of them: "It turns out. The four of you have already colluded in the shadows. The so-called letter. It's also your masterpiece."

"No, no, no. It was a big mistake." The ghost is shaking the big green hat. "This letter is my handiwork. You're not too defensive against me. So stuff a letter into your coffin. It's not that hard. As for our letters. That's just for us, of course."

"You," said the coffin slave, "you are secretly colluding. The trap is set to deal with me. It looks like you've reached an agreement."

"Offensive and defensive alliances." Youling said, "We're going to join forces. Find the bronze mask together. Then take control of the Dragon Tiger Society. Originally, the five servants of the Lord. Your martial arts are the highest. But also the most foolish. You will never betray you. So we're going to kill you first."

"It's up to you. The coffin slave couldn't help but vomit a mouthful of blood. That's blood in the stomach. Bright red. And with the food scraps that were not fully digested at night." I'm telling you. In fact, the bronze mask is in my arms. If you have the ability. Just come and get it."

"In your arms."

The coffin slave sneered: "Before the master came to Japan. I have a hunch that something bad will happen to me. So the bronze mask has been entrusted to me. The one on his face is actually a fake. If something happens to him. and passed on the position of the great master to his apprentices."

"Since it's in your arms. Then bring it." You Ling ghost listened. It's about to rush over. But he was stopped by the hundred-tailed fox behind him. The latter said, "Wait. If the bronze mask was really in his arms. He would be so stupid. Tell us about it.."