With the sound of old age, as soon as the door of the Wang family opened, an old man in black clothes, hunched back and gray temples walked out with the help of red clothes Yuer.

"Brother Wang Jue?"

"Mr. Wang!"

The people of Liuzhen immediately started to make a fuss and talked a lot.

In fact, everyone in Liuzhen knows Wang Jue, who is still old and still wearing a black robe. But the people of Liuzhen look at Wang Jue today, which is different from the past.

There is no difference but I can't tell you, but everyone has this idea in their minds: "It's this old man who usually beats Amu every few days! And Amu just killed the Northern Imperial Guard and broke the arm of the imperial guards. It's this old man who, the Southern King Ning of the Northern Imperial Guard, was punished by heaven, and would not be angry."

When the King of Zhennan Murong Tongyi saw Wang Jue, he looked happy and hurriedly bowed and said respectfully: "Murrong Tong pays homage to senior!"

"Hehe!" Wang Jue smiled bitterly, "I dare not, I dare! The prince is indeed powerful. He forced me out of the old man by touching his mouth. You want to kill the old man in this gift!"

Wang Jue was kind-hearted, but he did not see any return gift at all. He accepted Murong Tong's courtesy calmly.

"Senior is the Great Hidden Immortal, Xiao Wang should have been like this!" Murong Tong said hurriedly.

"The little old man is an ordinary man, but he can make a few coffins. How could he be the Great Hidden Immortal?" Wang Jue said lightly, "The prince is in the age of a dragon and a tiger, so do he also want a coffin?"

As soon as this sentence came out, all the soldiers behind King Zhennan changed their colors, especially the two generals wearing silver armor behind King Zhennan immediately held the weapons in their waists and stared at Wang Jue with their eyes tightly.

Such disrespectful words are the crime of extermination, but Wang Jue looked calm and said as usual.

"Haha! Senior is joking." After hearing Wang Jue's words, Murong Tong was not at all displeased. "Xiao Wang is the emperor's brother who is asking for a coffin for Princess Haiqing!"

"Princess Haiqing asks for a coffin?"

"That's right, Princess Haiqing of this dynasty passed away and thanked him half a month ago, and she urgently needed a good coffin!"

"Well? The royal family of the Northern Kingdom cannot even take out a good coffin, right?" Wang Jue looked at Murong Tong coldly.

After hearing Wang Jue's words, Murong Tong couldn't help but sigh and said, "Senior, I don't know, it's really strange that it's not because of my royal family without a coffin!" As he said that, Murong Tong couldn't help but look around, it was obvious that this was not a place to speak.

There are so many people here that they are not suitable for talking about things.

"Let's talk!" Wang Jue said lightly, and then turned around. Yu'er and Amu followed closely.

The King of Zhennan then crossed the door and entered the Wang family. A King of Zhennan of Beiguo entered the Wang family's gate. It was speechless. When the two silver-armored generals behind him saw that the prince had entered the door and became personal guards, they naturally wanted to follow him.

But the King of Zhennan waved his hand, "You are waiting here!" and then said, "Dispel these mixed people, and those who are close to the Wang family will be killed without mercy!"

The attitude of Murong Tong toward Wang Jue and Amu almost made people forget that this was the mighty King of the Northern Town and South.

However, as soon as this sentence was said, the power of the King of Zhennan was revealed, without the soldiers driving him away. Except for the soldiers in the north, the rest of the people immediately left cleanly, leaving no one left.

Then Murong Tong followed Wang Jue and others into the Wang family.

The Wang family's furnishings are simple and simple, not luxurious, but Murong Tong was not interested in these things at this time.

The host and guest sit down, and Wang Jue is straight to the point.

"If you have something to say, please say it!"

"Oh!" Murong Tong sighed and said, "I'm not to hide it from my senior! Princess Haiqing is my emperor's only beloved daughter. She is smart and beautiful. The emperor treats her as her fate. She just turned fourteen this year and unfortunately died and thanked her. My emperor's brother was heartbroken. On the day of his burial, he was personally selected as a 10,000-year-old wooden coffin..."

"The coffin of ten thousand years of sunken wood?" Yu'er was shocked, and Amu's face also changed, but Wang Jue was not at all unusual.

You should know that ancient sunken wood is also called gloomy wood. It is the essence of the tree and the soul of the wood. It is a treasure that wards off evil, receives blessings, and protects the house. As the saying goes, even if there is a box full of gold, it is better to sink the wood than to avoid evil.

The ancient sinking wood of ten thousand years is a rare treasure. The royal family of the Northern Kingdom is really a big deal. A princess can be buried with a coffin of the ten thousand years of sinking wood. It can also show how much the emperor of the Northern Kingdom loves Princess Haiqing.

Hearing the surprise in Yu'er's tone, Murong Tong shook his head and smiled bitterly: "The ten thousand-year-old wooden coffin is a rare treasure. This mouth is given to the emperor by the Great Murong Dynasty. I will not even have a mouthful in the future, but unfortunately I can't tolerate Princess Haiqing."

Wang Jue remained silent, while Amu said "Oh".

"Princess Haiqing, three days after being buried, the ten thousand-year-old wooden coffin suddenly burst out from the middle..."

"The ten thousand-year-old sunken wooden coffin exploded?" This made Amu and Yu'er exclaim in unison.

According to legend, the gloomy trees were trees before they were opened. They were sunken in the sand and waves, and they passed through the disasters of heaven and earth, and they were reborn in the world, so they were buried in the soil again and never deteriorated for thousands of years. After they became coffins, they burst out from the middle, which is a strange story in the world.

Mr. Wang Jue also asked for the first time: "Have you tried other coffins again?"

"The golden nanmu, a thousand-year-old jade cypress and even a copper essence coffin cannot be used for eight coffins..."

"It's been less than three days, is the coffin cracking?" Wang Jue's eyebrows thumped slightly.

"As many as three days, as few as one day, they all cracked from the middle, without exception. Now, it is not possible to be buried for more than a month, but Princess Haiqing's body and face remain unchanged at all! I heard that the senior made immortal coffin, and any wooden coffin can make people not rot for ten years. I hope that the senior will make a coffin! Let Princess Haiqing be buried in peace. I would like to thank you for your elder brother!"

Speaking of this, Murong Tong stood up and bowed deeply to Wang Jue.

After hearing this, Wang Jue couldn't help but close his eyes, as if he was thinking about something.

After a long time, Wang Jue opened his eyes, looked at Murong Tong, and said, "My rule that Wang Jue decided will not be broken. The number of nine people this year is full, so it is impossible to make a coffin! However, I am grateful to the prince for being so condescending, so as to what the prince said just outside the courtyard, to repair the ten thousand-year-old wooden coffin for you!"

After a long time of hard work, I didn't expect to be able to get the coffin made by Wang Jue. Murong Tong was slightly disappointed, but when he heard that Wang Jue was willing to repair the coffin, he couldn't help but ignite another hope and said, "I wonder if the senior has repaired the ten thousand-year-old wooden coffin, can Princess Haiqing be placed?"

Wang Jue smiled bitterly and said, "Tell the truth, if everything is true as the prince said, then Princess Haiqing is definitely not an ordinary body. Not to mention the ten-year-old wooden coffin, even if I made ten-year-old coffin for you, I would not be sure to bury Princess Haiqing. The ten-year-old wooden coffin I repaired for you can only last for three years. After three years, it will not be able to suppress Princess Haiqing. The ten-year-old wooden coffin will turn into ashes."

"This? Isn't this an ordinary body? The ten thousand-year-old wooden coffin can only last for three years?" Murong Tongyi was stunned, and Amu and Yu'er were also shocked.

"This matter is not among my coffin. If the prince wants to repair the ten thousand-year-old sunken wooden coffin, he will send someone to pull it! There is no need to mention other things!" Wang Jue seemed a little impatient.

Murong Tong frowned and bowed, saying, "Senior, have you agreed to repair the coffin?"

"Hmm? How do you say this?" Wang Jue was stunned for a moment.

"If you agree, I would like to ask you to repair another coffin." Murong Tong said.

"Oh? The coffin you mentioned just now is the most respected one of the ten thousand-year-old wooden coffins, and the other coffins are not as good as that. The ten thousand-year-old wooden coffins are the best among all coffins. What coffins in the northern country can exceed the ten thousand-year-old wooden coffins?" After hearing what Murong Tong said, Wang Jue seemed to have a little more interest.

Murong Tong's expression changed, and he seemed to have made great determination, and then said: "I have another mouthful of... a mouthful of 'ghost coffin' in my northern country!"

"What?" Wang Jue's face suddenly changed when he heard the word "ghost coffin".

"Twenty years ago, a monk from the Northern Wilderness traveled to Baicheng, the capital of the country. My elder brother treated each other with courtesy and had a happy conversation. When the monk left, he gave my elder brother three elixirs and a coffin. Originally, the coffin was an ominous thing, but my elder brother refused. But the monk said that the coffin was called a ghost coffin, which could suppress all evil spirits and evil spirits. It was a treasure. Keeping this coffin can protect the fortune of the northern country and the throne forever. And maybe one day I can use this item, so my elder brother reluctantly stayed. I wonder if it was the merit of the ghost coffin. For twenty years, my northern country has indeed had good weather and peace and prosperity!" Murong Tong stopped here and said this.

Wang Jue narrowed his eyes slightly and asked, "Is that ghost coffin a ball of black gas?"

Murong Tong was stunned for a moment, not understanding why Wang Jue asked this, shook his head and said, "No, it's a black coffin made of unknown things, but only half of the coffin board was broken."

Wang Jue frowned and said, "This thing is in the Northern Palace?"

Murong Tong nodded: "That ghost coffin is quite strange and has been secretly hidden in the palace."

After hearing this, Wang Jue closed his eyes and pondered again, and said nothing for a long time.

There was a silence in the room. Murong Tong, Amu, and Yuer were all staring at Wang Jue. At this moment, no one knew what Wang Jue was thinking, but without asking, Wang Jue was making a difficult decision.

A full stick of incense.

"At the next day, the prince comes to my Wang family, I will go with you to the imperial capital of the Northern Kingdom! If everything is as I thought, I would like to make the tenth coffin of this year for Princess Haiqing!" Wang Jue suddenly opened his eyes and said slowly.

When he heard this, Amu and Yu'er were shocked. Especially Amu was so shocked that he knew Wang Jue's temperament well, and Wang Jueding's affairs had never been changed.

The rules of the Wang family have not been broken for decades. Wang Jue never gives in to the issue of the Nine Coffin, but he didn't expect that he could speak a word that could be used as a ten coffin today.

Murong Tong looked full of surprise. Unexpectedly, there was a sudden turnaround when the mountains and rivers were revived. Wang Jue not only agreed to make a coffin, but was willing to go to the imperial capital to make a coffin. He also had no intention of considering why Wang Jue suddenly agreed and hurriedly thanked him: "Thank you, Senior. Murong Tong thanked him on behalf of the emperor. The morning after tomorrow, I will wait outside the door!"

After saying that, Murong Tong stopped talking nonsense. He was well aware of the psychology of people like Wang Jue, and if he didn't agree, he would have to do it. Since he agreed, he would have to do it, he stood up and said goodbye.

Amu sent Murong Tong out of the Wang family. Murong Tong was really not a vulgar person. He asked all the soldiers to leave with him, and no one was left to monitor him, showing his respect for Wang Jue.
Chapter completed!