I continued, "As for that Li Qiang, I don't want to care about it, but for Teacher Zhong Ling's kneeling, I can only let the mother and son meet for the last time. From the first time I saw Dong Na, I saw a red mole on the corner of his mouth. This was not innate, but called the Forget Mole. In addition, Zhong Ling's concern for Dong Na has surpassed the normal friendship. Now it seems that all this is destined."

Niu Da remained silent. He didn't know what he felt about Zhong Ling and Niu Da. Although he didn't know what Li Qiang had done, who would be in a good mood when facing life and death!

At the gate of the Xijiao Cemetery, several black cars for the soul were sparse. Eight men were working hard to carry a coffin from the hearse.

What is unusual is that when the first coffin is transported, the second and third coffins are transported down until all six coffins are transported down.

The crowd of people who sent the spirits burst into tears and screamed heart-wrenchingly. The people around were silent.

The matter itself is very strange. The person who had no connection was left to the funeral home on the same day and was buried on the same day.

I walked up to the driver of the hearse and handed a cigarette and asked, "Master, why did you pull six of them at once? What's going on?"

The hearse driver took the cigarette and lit it, and then said depressedly: "It's evil. I've driven the hearse for more than ten years. It's the first time I've encountered this today. It's like a negotiation, and they all lined up in. If you want to say that these people didn't die accidentally, there were no scars on their bodies. Even the blood on their faces was like normal people."

"Then are these people driving forklifts?" I asked again.

The driver was startled, and his eyes almost fell on his legs. He asked suspiciously: "How did you know?"

I smiled and didn't say anything. At this time, the person who led the coffin shouted loudly: "Chen will return to the dust, earth will return to the soil, you guys, the Eight Great Vajras are here to send you on your way!"

These eight Vajras are also particular. Carrying coffins is a very ancient profession. Because they often deal with dead people, their physique looks weak and cold, and they often rely on strong alcohol to warm their bodies.

The strong liquor has anesthetic effect, a strong masculine breath, and has the effect of exorcising evil spirits. After drinking, the body feels numb like the body of the Vajra. Therefore, in order to seek good luck and avoid bad luck, the person carrying the coffin is also called Vajra. It can be said that these people are just special groups wandering on the edge of the dead.

The voice was strong and powerful. The eight big men shouted together and were about to carry the coffin.

Hey! Crack! The dull trumpet has not yet fallen, but the horizontal lifting pole on the coffin has broken down.

Now, the Eight Great Vajras were stunned. The most shameful thing about carrying coffin is the person who died unjustly or in vain. These people are too obsessed with being unwilling to return to the underworld. When carrying coffin, they either become particularly heavy or have unexpected changes.

Just when the Eight Great Vajra was at a loss, an Onmyoji, wearing a Taoist robe and a drunken on the hearse, walked out of a hearse with a dirty peach wood sword.

While walking, he sprinkled paper money and muttered the words: "New ghost reports, wandering souls open the way, paper money is a gift, and those who see it have a share. Hurry up and as the law."

After reading it, the drunk Taoist priest took a big sip of wine. Yang Tian squirted out. Then he took out a lighter from his arms calmly and ignited it directly at the falling fog of wine.

With a bang, a sudden rise of people suddenly appeared around the Taoist priest and wrapped it up in an instant. Fortunately, the smell of alcohol came quickly and burned quickly. In just a few seconds, the flame had already been extinguished.

The drunk Taoist priest stood in the local area with a dark face, and his Taoist robe was a little broken. However, he didn't care, pointed to the paper money lit by the wine in the sky, waved his peach wood sword and circled around the coffin.

"The sun, moon, and polar stars, Laojun is in charge, suppress and punish evil, and ghosts surrender."

"Stop it! This person is the most important thing, and it is common sense that he is unwilling to leave. You actually want to suppress them. Is this worthy of the Taoist robe on you?" The drunk Taoist priest said halfway, and I couldn't help but interrupt.

This is a ghost-suppressing spell. Half of it is used to do evil ghosts. The souls that are suppressed by ghost-suppressing spells and suppressed will be trapped in a small place for a long time. If you want to reincarnate, you don’t even have the chance. This is indeed too much. Besides, I came here this time for these six coffins. How could I give way to the Taoist priests and do whatever they want?

"Well!, who are you?" The drunk Taoist priest glanced at me in dissatisfaction, obviously very unhappy.

"My name is Ni Ge. You don't have to worry about these people. You are not good at learning skills like you, and you will only harm others and yourself." I said coldly.

"Ni Ge! It sounds familiar. Are you from the Dongmen Metaphysics Society?" the drunk Taoist priest scratched his head and asked.

I nodded without saying anything. The expression of the Taoist priest was not much better. Such a person should not be a Taoist priest. What puzzled me was that this drunk Taoist priest was obviously very skilled in doing this. Logically speaking, once the soul suppressed by him was escaped, the first one would have to seek his life. It is really rare to live so nearly thirty now.

Seeing me nodding, the drunk Taoist priest suddenly slapped his clever eyes, staring at the boss, and asked again: "Are you really Master Ni Ge and Ni?"

I stumbled and still didn't say anything.

The families of the deceased around him stopped doing it.

"Who is this? Do you understand the rules? What are you going to get involved in the burial of dead people?"

"Master Hu, don't pay attention to this person. I'll be a waste of time later!"

"Who are you? Go away quickly, or I will ask you to leave if I drink and drink!"

In his remarks, this Taoist Master Hu seemed to have a high prestige among this group of people. Almost all of them were targeted at me.

I sneered: "You can let me go. But I want to tell you that if I leave the six people in this coffin, I will be really dead!"

As soon as this sentence came out, the crowd suddenly became even more angry.

"You, they are dead, you want them to try again!"

"Boy, do you deserve a beating?"

"Shut up, who is the corpse in front of you? That is Master Ni Ge, the first person in the East Gate Metaphysics Society!" Unexpectedly, the drunk Taoist priest Hu stood up and blocked me and scolded the crowd.

When the crowd saw Master Hu say this, they all became suspicious, but they did not continue. The scene suddenly fell into silence.

"Master Ni, I'm sorry, I don't know what Master Ni said just now?" Master Hu asked respectfully, changing his drunken and sloppy appearance.

"When a person dies, the wandering souls collapse, the living souls are annihilated. The dead souls leave the body. Blood stops flowing and accumulates in the body. This is common sense. However, there is another phenomenon called fake death. Even the doctor will determine death." As I said, I moved my steps, took out the soul requiem talisman from the ring in my arms, waved it gently on the coffin, curled up next to the talisman, and turned into a ball.

The family members of the deceased saw me surrounding the coffin and repeating the same movements, and they all became even more suspicious. Master Hu also thrust his eyebrows and didn't understand it.

"Master Ni, are you saying that these six people are fake deaths?" Master Hu asked inexplicably.

I walked to the last coffin and still put away the Requiem talisman. Then I said, "Fortunately, I came in time, and now I open the coffin!"

The family members of the deceased were stunned. If they opened it or not, the coffin was opened directly and exposed to the sun, it would hit people dead. If the person who bumped into it would hit evil and be retaliated by ghosts. For a moment, no one dared to take action.

"Why are you still standing there? Eight Great King Kongs, you have only the courage to carry the coffin for more than ten years. Today I was scared to pee. Didn't you hear Master Ni say? Open the coffin quickly!" Master Hu urged dissatisfiedly.

The eight King Kongs led the team and saw that Master Hu had spoken, gritted his teeth: "Brothers, with Master Hu's support, let's go out and open the coffin."

The Eight Great King Kong did it as soon as they said it, so they found a crowbar from the car. With a force and a click, the nails on the cover loosened a gap. Several people cooperated and opened the coffin in a tacit way.

I walked up and it turned out that this man was lying in the coffin as if he was asleep. His face was not as pale as a dead person, but with a hint of rosy.

"The world is invincible, the mysterious part is divided into yin and yang, Laojun on the stage, three true fires, and the evil spirits retreat. They are urgent and as lawful as they are." While speaking, the fireball technique has been activated. Under the control of the water, it keeps jumping in front of the dead.

The deceased's face became paler and paler. Gradually, there was no longer the rosy as before. There was no difference between the real dead.

The fireball wandered faster and faster throughout the body of the deceased, forming a jumping afterimage in the sun.

Bang! Suddenly the coffin shook violently, and a stream of black smoke evaporated with a pungent rotten breath, dissipating and invisible in an instant.

"The dead energy has come out, and the evil spirits are repelled, and the living souls are returned to their positions!" At this moment, I quickly recited the spell. The corresponding soul requiem talisman was sandwiched by me, and I quickly pointed it on the forehead of the dead person.

Boom! As soon as the talisman touched, the deceased's forehead turned into a ball of flame and instantly burned into ashes. What is surprising is that the ashes actually formed the shape of a villain. Judging from the posture, it was exactly the same as the outline and in the coffin.

Ah! Some timid people screamed in horror when they saw this scene.

Some bold people were also scared to hide in the distance and whispered.

"It's really a master!"

"What is this doing? It can really bring the dead back to life!"

Ignoring the surprised voices around me. I walked to the second place to make the coffin without saying a word. As if I had done the previous action, I had reached the third place after a moment. In this cycle, in half an hour, all the six coffins had been cast by me.
Chapter completed!