After repeatedly confirming that in the face of the possibility of being crowned king, Jiang Chen really didn't even have the slightest interest.

Uncle Wei was a little surprised: "You kid is young, you can resist such a temptation, and you may have some achievements in the future!" ”

Jiang Chen threw peanuts into his mouth: "Your old boy is not simple, you have drunk fake wine for half a day, you don't eat a single peanut, next time everyone in the village eats, there will be a place for you!" ”

He seems to have gotten used to his out-of-the-box thinking.

Uncle Wei sneered when he heard this, and a slap fell on Jiang Chen's other shoulder, he couldn't hide, he could only watch as an extra greasy handprint appeared on his clothes.

"I'll go!"

"Old Wei, if you do this again, I'll turn my face!"

"Turning your face with an old man who is going to be buried tomorrow morning? Are you still shameless? ”

"What's wrong with the earth, don't force me to dig your grave!"

"Don't make me beat you up......"

“……”

One old and one young, drinking fake wine, chatting with each other.

During this period, Uncle Wei also alerted Jiang Chen, many things in this world are taboo, maybe the fall of Beidou was doomed from the beginning.

These names are too big for them to afford in the past.

The entire Beidou is actually some demonic characters, with tenacious personalities, flexible minds, and amazing talents, each of which is no worse than the heirs of King Chujiang.

I don't know where the army was recruited from back then.

If they can survive to this day, they will all be famous masters, and at the very least, they will also be great masters.

However, the entire Beidou squad was almost dead.

The only survivor may still rely on the relationship between King Chu Jiang and suppress a life.

As for Uncle Wei himself, he was a dead man.

After listening to this, Jiang Chen thought for a moment, and changed his screen name to "Dream Country, Xudu, Lonely Land" on the spot...... Undertaker".

He wanted to see how big this cause and effect could be.

Uncle Wei looked at it from the side and inhaled a little, your kid's life was given by scratch, right? Is that wrong?

……

Late at night, the hustle and bustle of the city falls silent.

The heat of the day faded before midnight, and at three o'clock in the morning in autumn, there was an indescribable coldness.

Inside the security room.

After the wine was drunk, the peanuts and rice were already empty, and the conversation box of the two seemed to be emptied, so they sat quietly, smoking cigarettes one after another.

Long.

Empty cigarette cases were thrown on the floor.

"I'm done with my cigarettes, boy Jiang, you can be regarded as sending me on the last ride, and the rest of the way is up to me."

Uncle Wei persuaded Jiang Chen to leave for the last time, and his attitude was very resolute.

Jiang Chen was more resolute than him: "I've seen everything in my life, but I've never seen a dead person take the last journey, Lao Wei, you go yours, I'll watch it lively." ”

Uncle Wei stood up, and there was a chilling coldness in his cloudy eyes.

"It's going to be a dead person!"

"People always have to die in life, death is like a most solemn festival, at the end of our life blooms a gorgeous flower, I like to watch fireworks, but also like to celebrate the festival."

"You kid would be a philosopher in times of peace...... The kind that is locked up in a psychiatric hospital. ”

"That is the highest tribute to philosophy."

Uncle Wei didn't persuade him anymore, and suddenly exuded a terrifying coercion all over his body, and his two eyes stared at the bed board in front of him.

Quiet all around.

The subtle sounds under the bed slats are also more audible.

"Uh... Whe..."

It's like a fingernail scratching on a wooden board.

"My time, it's up."

Uncle Wei muttered, attached his body, and with both hands, he dismantled the bed board, revealing a vermilion coffin below.

It is engraved with strange and ancient patterns, pasted with yellow paper talismans, cinnabar bright red, stroke by stroke, natural, faintly revealing several different majestic atmosphere.

It's all Yama's tricks!

But even so, he couldn't suppress the evil corpse anymore, the nail scratching sound was very small, but the penetrating power was extremely strong, and it got into Jiang Chen's ears, and the "crunch" kept echoing.

He had a strong urge to tear off these talismans!

"No...... No...... No......"

Jiang Chen's face turned red a little, as if he was trying his best to suppress himself, but his body no longer obeyed the call, he stepped forward a few steps and stretched out his hand directly.

At this time, Uncle Wei was about to carry the coffin, and when he looked back, his brows instantly furrowed.

He had a high opinion of Jiang Chen in his heart, and he didn't expect that he would be affected by the trace of power leaked by the evil corpse under the heavy seal.

Seeing that Jiang Chen had already reached out and touched a talisman.

Uncle Wei's eyes sank, and he was about to make a move.

In the next moment, the fire of nothingness ignited.

The color of the talisman was a little darker, and the bright red strokes on it turned dark red, and the power of suppression instantly became stronger.

There was a faint roar of rage in the coffin.

The scratching sound is gone.

Uncle Wei was stunned and looked at Jiang Chen in shock.

Jiang Chen retracted his hand and smiled: "Hehe, this talisman is too rough, it's itchy for a while, so I refined it casually, Lao Wei, you remember to give me the salary when you go back, it's not much, take a million Difu points." ”

Uncle Wei looked at the talisman again and opened his mouth, is this a talisman written by the king himself, rough?

"Good boy......"

"If I survive, I'll pay you what you say!"

He shook his head and continued to carry the coffin to his body.

Although Jiang Chen could help suppress this coffin for a longer time, it didn't mean anything, it was just equivalent to drinking to quench his thirst.

If you want to suppress the evil corpse for a longer time, any Yama can do it.

But if you continue to wait, it will only make the evil corpse reach a point where Uncle Wei can no longer resist it, and lose the last glimmer of hope for the king!

The old man carried the coffin on his back.

and in the coffin of yourself.

Walking out step by step, he didn't wake up anyone, and in this early morning with a hint of coolness, he left alone to survive his catastrophe.

Get out of the gates of the underworld.

A cold wind blew.

Several figures appeared in front of them.

"Old Wei, do you really want to do this?" Sun Zhengwen opened his mouth with a complicated expression.

"My master said that the soul coffin should not be moved lightly, it carries the suppressive power of several kings, and if you want to carry it out of the city, even the great grandmaster will be exhausted!"

"Will you still have the strength to slay the evil corpse later?"

Uncle Wei didn't stop, just shook his head.

"Don't worry about my old man, this place is too noisy, I want to find a quiet place to spend the disaster, can't you?"

"Old Wei, the Jiangbei Branch is willing to go through this catastrophe with you!"

Sun Zhengwen spoke solemnly.

"Xiao Sun, you've been the director of the bureau for a long time, and you've been playing bureaucratic games, right? If you say yes, the rest will? Who do you represent? "Wei Lao changed his former kindness and became a little arrogant.

"I do, Uncle Wei." Chu Hanyue spoke.

"Uncle Wei, I'm willing too." Luo Ji smiled and spoke, with a determined expression.

"Don't look at me, old man, I'm just here to help! If it's not right, I'm going to run away! Dao Xuan waved his hand.

"I'm watching the fun." Jiang Chen walked leisurely, his expression was very relaxed.

Among the bunch of bigwigs present, he was a grandmaster, which seemed a little abrupt.