When Zhang Zixiang opened his eyes again, he was suddenly shocked to find that everywhere he saw was snow-white. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

He rubbed his eyes and looked closely, only to realize that it was not his eyes that were wrong, but that the room he was in was already covered with white cloth at some point. Outside the house, there were also cries and the smell of incense and candles.

Zhang Zixiang was already hungover, and he felt a splitting headache when he was so annoyed.

He got up in a daze and pushed open the door to his room. A heat wave came to his face, Zhang Zixiang only felt dizzy, and was almost smoked backwards by this heat wave.

After he settled down again and carefully observed the surrounding situation, he found that a large shed had been set up outside the house at some point, and a huge white cloth was hung on the top, wrapping the entire Tianshifu Square. There are also several mourning flags that look very bad luck at first glance on the square. The smoke of incense and candles burning in the square is pervasive, people come and go, and there are relatives and friends wearing plain clothes everywhere, whether Zhang Zixiang knows or is not familiar with it, everyone has sadness and glory on their faces. The main hall of the Heavenly Master's Mansion has been arranged into a mourning hall, and there are still bursts of crying from time to time.

Everything points to a fact that Zhang Zixiang is very reluctant to see.

Someone died!

Who died?

Zhang Zixiang was confused about the situation, and suddenly found that he was wearing filial piety clothes.

Who changed his clothes? And it's filial piety!

Don't......

Zhang Zixiang immediately pushed away the group of relatives and friends who were blocking the way along the way, and rushed towards the direction of the mourning hall.

Really......

A big word "Dian" was hung high in the middle of the mourning hall, and below that, a half-hidden coffin lay there quietly, surrounded by a circle of people, and the first was Zhang Zixiang's fierce aunt. The aunt who used to be strong was so fragile at this time, wearing a plain mourning dress, her gray hair looked a little scattered, her eyes were red, and she had completely lost her former look. And those apprentices and grandchildren of the younger generation are wearing linen and filial piety, crying with their aunts on the side. A mournful atmosphere echoed in the mourning hall, making Zhang Zixiang feel depressed.

No way......

Zhang Zixiang couldn't believe it, and slowly moved to the coffin. What appeared in front of him was his own uncle Zhang Fu!

At this time, Zhang Fu's face was pale, and he lay calmly in the coffin, as if he was asleep.

Didn't my uncle pretend to be sick? Why did he die like this? Why did he just go after a meal? Who will tell me!

Zhang Zixiang's eyes darkened, and he fainted.

The scene suddenly became a mess......

......

At night, the watchmen kept watch outside the door, drowsy. In the inner hall, there was not a single figure.

Suddenly, a sneaky figure appeared in the mourning hall. He crept into the inner hall and tapped the half-hidden coffin board with his finger knuckles, making one long, two short, and three codes.

The strange thing is that Zhang Fu, who was originally lying in the coffin, suddenly opened his eyes and sat up!

The mysterious figure didn't seem to be afraid, took out a few snow-white steamed buns from the Qiankun bag and handed them to Zhang Fu.

Zhang Fu didn't dislike it, picked up the steamed bun and began to chew.

"I've been lying down all day, and I'm starving to death!

Bai San smiled bitterly, lowered his voice and said, "I also sneaked in, and there are still people guarding the door at night!"

Zhang Fusan gnawed down the steamed buns brought by Bai San in two and two, and choked a little, and when he heard what Bai San said, he rolled his eyes: "Won't you say that you are here to keep vigil?

"Don't mention it, your wife has been guarding the door, that tigress, where do I dare to hang in front of her! No, I only dared to sneak in when she went in to rest!" Bai San shook his head and smiled bitterly, his heart palpitating. Zhang Fu's lady, that's not an ordinary tough! Zhang Fu's wife was a real person in the thirteen provinces when she was young, in charge of the outer gate of Longhu Mountain, and she was a famous strong woman. Zhang Fu has been married to his wife for sixty or seventy years, and he has never had an heir, and he doesn't dare to accept the small, and he doesn't even dare to have the mind to peek at a young and beautiful woman, which can be seen from this.

Zhang Fu himself knew how powerful his mother was, so he laughed dryly a few times and said no more.

After being in a daze for a while, Bai San was ready to leave.

Only then did Zhang Fu remember to ask the news of the main master: "Xiang'er, how is he?"

"He's fine, just a hangover and he's frightened, and he's ready to sleep. Bai San replied casually,

Zhang Fu hesitated and asked, "Isn't it a bit too much for us to do this?"

Bai San looked around in horror and said in a low voice: "Don't talk nonsense, now like this, do we still have a way out?"

"Xiang'er won't be able to stand the blow, right?" Zhang Fu was still a little worried.

Bai San snorted coldly and said, "When I pretended to be dead just now, wasn't I quite capable!

"To be honest, I never thought about making such a big deal, how can I come out to meet people in the future!" Zhang Fu began to regret it.

Bai San shrugged his shoulders, spread out his hands and made a gesture of "powerless": "I advise you to keep "dying", your wife was really sad just now! If she knows that you are pretending, hehe!"

Zhang Fu was furious: "Isn't this your idea? Say, as long as I am "dead", Xiang'er can't think about this "Heavenly Master" anymore. It's so embarrassing now, it's really hard to ride a tiger!"

"Isn't this also what you agree with?" This black cauldron, Bai San doesn't want to carry it.

"Alas...... It's all over now!" Zhang Fu sighed and stopped talking.

"Now don't worry, just play your corpse. I'll sneak in every night and bring you something to eat. I'll dig you up after you're buried. I'll go first, don't forget our plan!" Bai Sansi looked down, and sneaked out again.

Zhang Fu looked at the figure of Bai San's ghost and shook his head: "It can only go on like this!"

It is said that at that time, Bai San persuaded Zhang Zixiang to drink, and while Zhang Zixiang was drunk, he was confused and agreed to be a "heavenly master" after his plan failed. Zhang Fu really didn't want to drag it out any longer, so he asked Bai San to think of another idea.

Bai San, a guy who has no discipline, was urged by Zhang Fu to be tight, so he came up with a bad idea.

Let Zhang Fu pretend to be dead and rush Zhang Zixiang to the shelves!

That's a bad idea!

But there was no other way.

Zhang Fu didn't know if Bai San lowered his IQ or what's wrong, so he agreed in a daze. As a result, it has become such a situation where it is difficult to ride a tiger.

Once you do this, you can't stop it.

Relatives and friends are here, and fellow cultivators also know about it, if Zhang Fu jumps out alive by himself, it is not a misunderstanding that can be explained clearly!

Sure enough, as he said, it can only go on like this!