Chapter 479: Lying in a coffin
When Zhang Guifang heard this, she suddenly showed an incomprehensible expression: "Lying in the coffin, this ......"
I replied, "If you can trust me, you can try, but if you can't trust me, then I will have nothing to say." β
Zhang Guifang hurriedly said: "What did the master say, there is no doubt in employing people, and there is no need to suspect people, that's okay, whatever the master says, I will do it!" β
In fact, it's not that I don't tell him, it's just that I'm afraid that he will be afraid.
When people are panicking, they will always do something irrational, I have solved so many things, I have long been experienced, it is better not to talk to him in detail, save trouble.
Cheng Xinghe calculated the liquidated damages, and his smiling eyebrows were not visible, but when he heard that I had dealt with it here, he was even happier: "You kid has also learned well!" β
I can't help but be smug, nonsense, we are now on a level, and we are also the hoof of the lo-mei shop - familiar hands.
Phew, what do you think about this, I'm not a pig, but I'm glad I didn't say it.
Bai Huoxiang and Dumb Balan can trust me, so they wish the bald man to pouted and watch coldly, still wanting to wait to see me make a fool of myself: "Boy, I know what you want to do, but you should be careful - don't play off, really play this fat guy to death, Hukou Gorge and White Tiger Bureau will not sing, the four phases will be traced, not as good as you." β
Of course I know that, and I need you to say it. But your posture, what are you talking about fat guys?
Zhang Guifang was also very nervous when he heard that he would not die, but he was smart and knew some things, but he still didn't know it, so he didn't dare to ask in detail.
So he did as I said, and prepared a coffin, red candles, incense sticks, and glutinous rice flour.
When everything was ready to stop, Mute Balan asked me, "Brother, what do you mean by drilling into a coffin?" β
Simple - catch the pain point of the old man who blows the lamp.
The old man who blows the lamp has a deep hatred for Zhang Guifang, to the extent that he wants Zhang Guifang to break his body into ten thousand pieces, if Zhang Guifang dies so well, he will definitely not be reconciled, and he will come over to make a fuss.
And he will definitely be curious - how Zhang Guifang died.
It's called burning newspapers on the grave β fooling the ghost.
Dumb Balan became even more interested: "That brother, do you want Zhang Guifang to pretend to be dead?" But that old man can't be fooled, right? β
Yes, ordinary pretending to be dead is just two eyes and two legs glaring, but the life lights on the head and shoulders are still on, and the dead can also see it, so if you want to pretend to be dead, just have an idea, let him really die.
Dumb Balan became nervous: "You can't really kill someone, can you?" β
I looked at Herba: "It's up to your sister." β
Bai Huoxiang was not surprised at all: "How do you know that I can have this ability?" β
I replied, "You said that you couldn't do anything without your overpower, and I always believed it." β
The white herb cigarette flickered, obviously happy, but still pressed the corners of his mouth, just refused to smile, and tried to take out a small bag with a straight face.
Cheng Xinghe snatched it quickly: "Dried mushrooms!" Zhengqi Shui, you are not kind, this specialty has not been used for so long to give everyone points. β
Saying that, I opened it in a hurry.
A strange fragrance spread, it was the first time we had smelled such a fragrant smell, and this smell alone could make people snort a few more bowls of rice, but as soon as Cheng Xinghe smelled this smell, his hand suddenly became excited, and he threw it to Bai Huoxiang like taking a mouse medicine: "Yin cockscomb? β
Bai Huoxiang said proudly: "I didn't expect you to have seen a little bit of the world." β
As he spoke, he threw the dried mushroom to Zhang Guifang again: "Eat it." β
The cockscomb fungus is highly poisonous and can make people dieβit's really dead, the kind that wanders the underworld.
But within the time of a stick of incense, people can still pull it back, and after this time, it will be over - Da Luo Immortal can't pull him back.
Zhang Guifang took it and glanced at me in fear.
I pulled him to a position in front of the coffin and nodded.
Zhang Guifang frowned, made up her mind, and stuffed her mouth.
Almost immediately, Zhang Guifang's eyes froze, and as soon as his hand drooped, the whole person fell into the coffin.
The three life lamps on his body were extinguished in an instant, almost as if they had encountered a strong wind.
I closed the lid of the coffin with my hand, and then handed over the Mai Xuansu Ruler, the Qilin Xuanwu Order, and the Seven Star Dragon Spring to Cheng Xinghe, and asked him to help me look at it first.
Put these things together, the yin qi can't stop this evil qi, if the old man who blows the lamp doesn't dare to come, everything will be in vain.
Dumb Balan was a little worried: "But, brother, you don't bring anything, that thing ......"
That thing should be a dead man, and the evil hand will be enough.
Cheng Xinghe took a bunch of things and went to a place that was out of the way for me to see.
I mean to let Bai Huoxiang follow Cheng Xinghe and go to a safe place, but Bai Huoxiang pretended not to hear.
Her temper, others can't force her.
Dumb Balan was afraid that I would have no one to suffer, so he squatted at the door to help me ambush.
I wish the bald man to look at my furnishings as if he were watching a child play at home - in his opinion, everything does not need to be asked, the cause and effect are just to find a way to extinguish.
If you can't lose your job if you can't get over the merits, you can use the Shangliang method to steal other people's merits to make up for yourself, which is simple and rude.
So he found a comfortable place and snored - when he was making Xiaoqing before, no, Anning, he stayed up all night, and no matter what, he couldn't stay up now.
It was quiet, and I was a little sleepy, and the old man who blew the lamp didn't come, so I fell asleep against the wall.
When I was half-asleep, I felt a pair of hands carefully pressing my head on her shoulder.
This one tastes very good.
It is a sweet and bitter medicinal taste.
And that hand rested lightly on my shoulder, trying to make me as comfortable as possible.
Vaguely, I heard her whisper with satisfaction: "If only it could be like this forever." β
I lifted my head: "What's that?" β
Bai Huoxiang was startled, and instantly pushed me away and hid away, and her face was illuminated by the dancing candlelight, and she was red: "Huh? What is it, what do you say in your dreams? β
"It's not me who says it, it's you who ......"
"Nonsense, I didn't say anything!" White Huoxiang is the same as a frightened tanuki: "You talk in your dreams, and you rely on me!" β
Did I hear it wrong? But why are you so angry?
Forget it, good men don't fight women.
I rubbed my eyes: "Okay, okay, even if I heard it wrong, it's not okay." β
Bai Huoxiang realized that she was overreacting, and she was panicked and had to face up: "What do you mean, it was originally - by the way, it wasn't me who pulled you over, it was you who had to come over, I, I saw that you were so sleepy, I was embarrassed to push you away, don't think about it." β
I didn't think about it.
I waved my hand: "Yes, yes, thank you for leaning on my shoulder." β
Seeing that I had her completely, Bai Huoxiang was embarrassed to make any more trouble, and after a long time, she said, "Thank you, thank you, I want to thank you too." β
I? What did I do?
Bai Huoxiang lowered her head: "Except for my father, you are the first person to protect me - follow you, I am not afraid of anything." β
I was slightly stunned.
Usually she is covered in thorns, and she sees who pierces whom, but now in the candlelight, she squats by the wall, and it turns out that she is such a petite person.
I straightened my mind and hurriedly said, "I promised your father that I would do it." β
When Bai Huoxiang heard this, she immediately became impatient: "Don't mention him - the words are high-sounding, and he is not a good father." β
Why are you so duplicitous every time - when your father has an accident, are you like crazy?
Bai Huoxiang then said: "When I was a child, sometimes I stopped by the village, and some children would say that I was a wild girl without a mother and didn't play with me, do you know what my father did? β
I thought for a moment: "Beat them up? β
Bai Huoxiang shook her head: "He asked me to find a brick to smash their heads - it doesn't matter if it is broken, he will sew it." β
I burst out laughing.
"He said--In the future, sooner or later, I will have to roam the world alone, and no one will treat me especially because I am a little girl--if I don't take care of myself, who can take care of you?" Bai Huoxiang stared at the candle flame: "I'm used to it, I don't rely on anyone, but ......"
She pursed her lips, as if talking to herself: "If you get used to it, it's hard to change......
Habit?
But when she said this, she seemed to react to something, and her voice suddenly became nervous: "It's not good...... Why hasn't that thing come yet? β
Yes, I also came back to my senses - if I don't come again, this Gui Fang will not be able to be saved!
I immediately looked at the few sticks of incense - there was still half a stick of incense, and Zhang Guifang couldn't come back!
If you can't kill someone, you can only ...... today.
But at this time, I suddenly saw that there was a faint outside the door, as if there was a bad atmosphere.
Bai Huoxiang didn't pay attention, and wanted to go up to save people, so I immediately pulled Bai Huoxiang over and gently covered her mouth.
She blinked, reacted immediately, and grabbed a hand at the hem of my shirt involuntarily.
Don't count on dumb balans - snoring louder than thunder.
It didn't take long for a "click" sound to sound on the ground.
On the ground, a footprint appeared.
The footprint had no pattern - it was an old cloth shoe from the old era. No one wears it anymore these days.
I pressed the bloody red rope that was coming with Cheng Xinghe.
Herb had been looking at me worriedly, as if she was sweating me.
Condensed his eyes, and sure enough, he saw an old man who was not very tall.
Now that he has gone up the stairs, his eyes are getting clearer and clearer, although they are not as clear as Cheng Xinghe, but he can also see that there are two big spots on this old man's vague face.
Money spots.
And look at his ghost appearance again - it is an iron blue.
is a proper resentful ghost, and it is stronger than I thought, and this resentful ghost should be above the red ghost.
But I'm on a level now, and I can't be afraid of him.
The figure walked to the front of the coffin step by step, and also saw that Zhang Guifang inside the coffin was indeed out of breath.
But what people didn't expect was that he actually lay directly on the coffin, and was grief-stricken at first - crying?
it?
I frowned, what do you mean.