Chapter 785 Lao Jiu’s Coffin Shop

Li Chaodu suddenly remembered a place, a good place that made his heart thrilled and his blood boiled.

Li Chaodu knew that in that place, he would definitely see Feng Xueping and many others he wanted to meet.

The town of Phoenix is ​​not big, but the population is very prosperous. In the morning market, men and women, young and old, stuffed the town full.

This is a coffin shop. The store is not big. The dark door and dark door knocker make the place solemn and mysterious. It is very quiet, a quiet and broken street separates the coffin shop from the bustling and noisy Phoenix Town.

The shop owner is a short and fat man in his forties, with no smile on his bitter melon face. The shop owner's clothes are well-groomed and exquisite, the fabrics are all excellent, but the colors are all black. The shop owner's bitter melon face is very white. His big white face and his dark clothes happen to form a sharp contrast.

The black is thoroughly black, the white is dazzling, and the black and white are clear!

The owner of the shop is not known, but his small account is well known from a distance - Lao Jiu. Lao Jiu has been opening a coffin shop for some years. He has lost money in other transactions, but the coffin shop is still smooth. He is born with a dead face and selling coffin, which is perfect. Other stores have already opened, but Lao Jiu's coffin shop is still closed.

Lao Jiu had no habit of getting up early. Until the sun was high, he got up and slowly opened the door. Then he had a gloomy face and sat on a stone pier covered with sable. Lao Jiu never sat on a chair, and even the emperor used it, he didn't sit on the chair. As for the reason for this habit, even Lao Jiu himself couldn't explain it clearly.

Lao Jiu sat on the stone pier, and Xiao Ningning brought a cup of fragrant tea. On the stone table next to it, there was a pot of boiling boiling water.

Xiao Ningning is Lao Jiu's goddaughter. The child is well-behaved and smart, and his hands are very hardworking. Lao Jiu is still in his forties and has not yet started a family, so Xiao Ningning is his only companion. Lao Jiu is not short of money. His coffin shop is dozens of miles in a radius and is very famous. As long as someone dies, Lao Jiu will be invited to his home. People not only have to buy coffins from Lao Jiu's shop, but also ask Lao Jiu to look at the grave and see the Feng Shui. At this time, a lot of silver is stuffed into Lao Jiu's arms.

Today, as usual, Lao Jiu was still sitting upright on a stone pier covered with sable fur, and was concentrating on tasting tea. Most of the boiling water in the kettle had been drunk. Lao Jiu drank the tea in the cup and picked up the kettle and poured water.

Lao Jiu's hand suddenly shook, and a strange expression appeared on the white bitter melon face.

On the gloomy and dilapidated street, a sedan chair suddenly came into the sedan chair. The curtain was raised, and a thin old man walked out of it. The old man was very thin, with a gentle smile on his face. He walked over, and two short and fat young men were closely following behind him. They were like the shadow of an old man, and they were always left by the old man. This thin old man was no one else, but the newly appointed prefect Hao Xiangyi. The two short and fat young men behind Hao Xiangyi were Xiao Wu Xiao Liu.

Lao Jiu didn't know Hao Xiangyi. Hao Xiangyi knew Lao Jiu.

Xiaowu and Xiaoli followed Hao Xiangyi without saying a word.

Lao Jiu gently put the large kettle containing hot water aside, stood up with a tea bowl: "Old sir, please come inside!" He spoke politely, but there was no smile on his face. That white bitter face was even ugly than a dead face.

The atmosphere in the room was so dull that it was almost suffocating.

Hao Xiangyi carefully looked at the decorations in the house. The tables, chairs and benches were made of good materials. The porcelain on the table was all the finest. Even the cushions on the stone piers were all precious sable fur.

Hao Xiangyi suddenly smiled: "The boss must have made a lot of money in business."

Lao Jiu looked at Hao Xiangyi coldly and said coldly: "The old man comes to the shop, I wonder what the price is there?" He had already seen that Hao Xiangyi was not here to buy coffins. His Lao Jiu's shop only welcomes customers who send money to him.

Lao Jiu had a long face, and his face was so cold that it was almost frozen.

Hao Xiangyi had no intention of leaving. He pulled a chair and sat down slowly. Xiaowu and Xiaoliu stood behind him quietly.

Lao Jiu felt a little nervous. Although he could not see Hao Xiangyi's identity, he could also see that this thin old man was definitely not an ordinary person. If he were an ordinary person, who would have come to sit in a sedan chair? Judging from the other person's clothes and appearance, he probably was a very knowledgeable old squire. The rich man, Lao Jiu had seen many, but this person was a little different. As for the difference, Lao Jiu couldn't say anything for a while.

Hao Xiangyi leaned gently on the back of the chair, leaning on his body, looking calm.

Lao Jiu finally couldn't help but speak: "The old man comes to the shop, I wonder what you can do?"

Hao Xiangyi smiled and suddenly said, "A few days ago, did the big boss take on a big deal?"

Lao Jiu was shocked, and his big face turned whiter: "I wonder what the deal the old man said?"

Hao Xiang's face was still calm: "The afternoon before yesterday, the boss sold a coffin." After he said this, his eyes were fixed on Lao Jiu's face.

Lao Jiu shivered and shivered. Because he suddenly discovered that Hao Xiangyi's eyes were surprisingly bright. Not only bright, but also as cold as a blade.

Lao Jiu was stunned and said in a trembling voice: "The shop is a coffin shop... What kind of big deal can a coffin be considered?" When he said this, his heart was pounding.

Hao Xiangyi said lightly: "But that coffin is very special."

Lao Jiu's face changed drastically and said in a trembling voice: "The coffin is a coffin, what's so special about it?"

The smile on Hao Xiang's face slowly faded away, and a sharp light like a blade burst out from his eyes: "But your coffin is not a dead person, but a living person."

Lao Jiu's Adam's apple rolled violently, and the muscles in the corners of his eyes beat violently: "What are you saying? Who are you... who are you? How dare you talk nonsense here?"

Hao Xiangyi looked at Lao Jiu with a sneer: "I can convict you of death!"

Lao Jiu looked at Hao Xiangyi in surprise and said in surprise: "You...you are..."

Hao Xiangyi said lightly: "I am Hao Xiangyi, the newly appointed prefect of the capital."
Chapter completed!