My master is invincible

Chapter 1802 Yin Yang Rice (6)

As soon as I felt strange, I couldn't help but stare at the RMB for a long time, and found that the RMB was not unusual except that the color was a bit dull.

What the hell, what's the situation, why does this feeling come from the RMB, is it an illusion?
At the moment, I took a deep breath and stared at the RMB in my hand for a while.

Oddly enough, seeing this, I became more and more puzzled.

Because, this time I can clearly feel that the RMB is a bit hot.

Matt, what's going on?

I immediately looked over at Mrs. Yuan. According to what I mean, I must ask why.

To my disappointment, the old lady Yuan should have seen my doubts, and she just glanced at me without opening her mouth.

Instead, Chen Mu said from the side, "Little brother, you can take this money, anyway, you just happen to be short of money."

I smiled and put the 1 yuan in my pocket without thinking too much, just like what Chen Mu said just now, I am short of money anyway.

Not to mention that the 1 yuan is a bit hot, even if it is a little hot, I will accept it.

The moment I put the money in my pocket, the old lady Yuan spoke again, while Chen Mu was on the sidelines to translate, "Young man, don't worry, I'm already half-into the loess, and I will never harm you. Although the money is both yin and yang, as a coffin bearer, you can still spend it, but don't give this money to that little girl, once she takes the money, it will easily cause trouble."

I understand what she means, the little girl she is talking about should be Wen Xue.

Ever since, I hummed and said, "Okay!"

Seeing that I agreed, Mrs. Yuan seemed not in the mood to stay in this room for a long time. First she tidied up the yin and yang meals on the table, and then she muttered to Chen Mu, basically saying that during the past few nights, Let me stand at the door and watch her make money.

I didn't refuse this either. After all, it has been a law since ancient times to use people's money to eliminate disasters for others.

The old lady Yuan stayed in the room for less than 3 minutes before leading Chen Mu over.

After the two of them left, that Wen Xue came in. When she saw me, she stared at me suspiciously, and then asked me, "Brother Jiu, didn't you promise them something?"

I smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'm not a child anymore, so I won't promise them anything so easily."

That Wen Xue seemed a little disbelieving, and stared at me again, "What did you really not promise?"

"No!" While speaking, I pointed to the table and said with a smile, "Look, the yin and yang rice on the table was thrown into the trash can by Mrs. Yuan."

As soon as these words came out, Wen Xue immediately looked at the trash can.

After watching for seven or eight seconds, he breathed a sigh of relief and said happily, "Brother Jiu, it's fine if you don't agree. This yin and yang meal is not a good thing, and the mortuary is even more difficult to get."

I smiled and didn't say anything more.

Considering that I will watch Mrs. Yuan send money tonight, I didn't stay in Wen Xue's room for a long time, so I said to Wen Xue: "You have to go to work tomorrow, go to bed early!"

When she heard this, she frowned and said, "Brother Jiu, this is wrong, are you hiding something from me?"

I gave her a blank look, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, the room we live in is separated by a wall. I can hide anything from you."

She still seemed a little worried, and was about to speak again, so I quickly changed the topic and said, "Okay, Wen Xue, we are all outsiders in this huge city, so we can't lie to you, don't worry, rest early. "

After that, I slowly walked towards the door.

When I got to the door, I stopped and didn't look back. I was thinking of telling her not to bring food back tomorrow, thinking that she would be suspicious, so I walked out without opening my mouth.

After going out, I closed the door of Wen Xue's room, rubbed my face vigorously, took a deep breath, and subconsciously looked at the location of the stairs.

According to my previous thinking, I had to ask Mrs. Yuan to find out where the morgue was, and then I had to ask her what was going on with the morgue.

However, thinking that I could not communicate with Mrs. Yuan, I had no choice but to give up this idea and go back to the room directly.

Since I needed to watch Mrs. Yuan transfer money, I lay on the bed and didn't feel sleepy, so I played with my phone for a while, and fiddled with some books I brought from Hunan to read.

When it comes to time, it really flies by.

Before I knew it, I arrived at Zishi, without any hesitation, I got up from the bed, put on my shoes, and tiptoed towards the door.

As soon as the door was opened, a gust of wind blew over, and Ling couldn't help shivering.

Looking up, I found that Mrs. Yuan was just like the night before, holding a piece of RMB in one hand and a gong in the other, squatting at the foot of the stairs, and kept beating the RMB.

At first, I wasn't very interested, after all, I had seen this money last night.

But, the strange thing is, after watching it for about two or three minutes, I don't know if I was thinking too much, or what happened, I vaguely felt that there seemed to be a person standing behind the old lady Yuan.

Dingqing saw that the back of Mrs. Yuan was empty and there was nothing.

Strange why it feels like this.

I muttered something without thinking too much, leaning against the door frame, staring at old lady Yuan with both eyes.

Just like that, I stared at Mrs. Yuan for another half a minute, and the strange feeling I had before reappeared.

This time, the feeling was even stronger, as if there was a person standing behind Mrs. Yuan, and that person was staring straight at me, making me terrified.

However, Dingqing saw that it was the same as before, but there was still nothing.

Matt, what's going on?

Could it be that I am too tired these days and have an illusion?
No, after being a coffin bearer for so many years, I know that there are indeed some things in this world that cannot be explained by science.

The moment I had this thought, that feeling came back.

Hell.

I cursed secretly and stared at that old lady Yuan.

Looking at it, it doesn't matter, I immediately discovered a crucial problem.

That was the movements that old lady Yuan was doing, which seemed to be similar to yesterday, but if one looked closely, one could find that her movements seemed somewhat different from yesterday.

What is the difference, I can't tell.

At that moment, I took a deep breath, first wiped my eyes, and then stared straight at Mrs. Yuan.

After watching her for about ten seconds, I immediately felt that her movements were indeed different from last night.

Last night she read a few words and then tapped the RMB three times, but tonight, she made one more movement than yesterday, that was the last tap of the RMB, which seemed to be harder than yesterday, and the sound came out There are also some differences.

(End of this chapter)