My master is invincible

Chapter 1839 Yin Yang Rice (43)

When we returned to Mrs. Yuan's house, Yuan Zhenghua was standing at the door, anxious like an ant on a hot pot.

As soon as he saw us, he hurried over, "Master, you are back, if you don't come back, I have to go find you."

I stopped at him and said in a low voice, "What's the hurry, as the night gets darker, there will be fewer people, so it's safer."

He took out his mobile phone to check the time, and said anxiously: "Master, you don't know, once we get to 12 o'clock, there will only be more and more people here!"

"Why!" I asked curiously.

What the hell is this?No matter where it is, isn't it that the later the night, the fewer people there are.

Then Yuan Zhenghua should have seen the doubts in my heart, and quickly explained: "Master, it's like this, our side is a bit special, there are more people in that line of work, as long as it's twelve o'clock, all the people in that line of work Come out, there will only be more and more idle people around here, only now is a more suitable time."

"Which line?" I looked at Yuan Zhenghua suspiciously, I really didn't understand what he said, to be honest, I even suspected that he was talking about some Taoist priests or something.

At this moment, Zheng Xiguan spoke. He first pulled me, and then slowly said, "Little brother, those are the butchers. I heard that there are many butchers in this area. Once you arrive At twelve o'clock, the bulls, horses and snakes all come out."

As soon as I heard it, I understood it, and after a long time of fidgeting, it was that line of business he was talking about.

At that moment, I immediately took out my mobile phone to check the time. There were less than 10 minutes left before twelve o'clock. I didn't delay any longer and walked in immediately.

Entering the room, I stared at the golden coffin hanging in mid-air for a while, and then looked at some people present. There were about six or seven people. To be honest, these people alone wanted to get the golden coffin down from mid-air , with some difficulty.

The reason for this is mainly because I don't know the weight of this golden coffin, and this golden coffin is somewhat evil.

Of course, the most important thing is what Mrs. Yuan said before she died. She said that the golden coffin cannot fall to the ground.

But now there are only two ways to get the golden coffin down, one is to cut off the rope directly, and then place some stools under the golden coffin, so that when the golden coffin falls down, it will fall on the wooden stools.

However, there is a disadvantage in doing so, that is, once the golden coffin is too heavy, the wooden stool will definitely be smashed, and if it falls on the ground, it will be a waste of time.

Therefore, this approach has certain risks.

Another way is, without cutting the rope, find some tree stumps to support the golden coffin, and then slowly slide the coffin down the tree stumps.

To be honest, the second method is more reliable, but it has a disadvantage that it takes a long time, and the most lacking thing now is time.

Therefore, I directly abandoned this method and planned to adopt the first method. Only the first method saves time. As for whether it will succeed, I can only take a gamble.

At the moment, I was not polite, first asked Yuan Zhenghua to get all the benches in the house and put them under the golden coffin, and then found some yellow paper and burned them on the ground.

While burning the yellow paper, I told the general situation to the golden coffin.

After talking about the situation, the whole room suddenly felt a gust of wind.

The cloudy wind was really strange, like a wind blowing from the ground, the windows of the whole room rattled loudly.

This sudden situation frightened Zheng Xiguan and others, their legs were trembling, and they leaned towards me subconsciously, while Yuan Zhenghua's face was pale, he looked at me firmly, and tremblingly said: "Master, this is...?"

My heart was as heavy as iron, and I said in a deep voice: "Give me the Fire Dragon Chunyang Sword."

As soon as Yuan Zhenghua heard what I said, he didn't dare to delay, and immediately handed the Fire Dragon Chunyang Sword into my hand.

I took the Fire Dragon Chunyang Sword, tightened the hilt tightly, stared at the golden coffin, and said in a deep voice: "I am the personal disciple of the Supreme Lord, Chen Jiu is also, I only count three words, if you Make a mistake, don't blame the deity for not being sympathetic."

After I finished speaking, I held the sword in my left hand and formed the fingers with my right hand, saying plausibly: "One."

"two."

"three."

Strange to say, the moment I counted to three, the room was still blustery and windy, and suddenly stopped.

Looking at all this, I don't know why, and I suddenly felt a little uneasy.

In all honesty, what I said just now was just to frighten the coffin. I meant courtesy first and soldiers later, and I didn't expect these words to be useful at all.

Who would have thought that after I finished speaking, it would actually have an effect, and the wind really stopped.

This is not right, it is said that the golden coffin has a lot of evil spirits, and it is definitely not something that can be dismissed with a few words.

However, the current situation makes me a little confused.

Did it really work, or is there some bigger conspiracy brewing in this golden coffin?

This made me feel uneasy.

But now that's the case, I just have to go along with it.

At that moment, I stared at the golden coffin for about a minute, and then looked at the atmosphere in the room. Seeing that nothing strange happened in this room, I felt a little relieved and put the Fire Dragon Chunyang Sword aside.

Just as I put down the Fire Dragon Chunyang Sword, Zheng Xiguan approached me, sized me up for a while, and said in surprise, "Little brother, I thought you were just like our coffin bearer, only able to carry a coffin Forget it, I didn't expect you to have this ability!"

I smiled and said, "You're welcome, I'm just trying to polish my lips."

Zheng Xiguan seemed to want to say something else, so I quickly gave up and said, "Okay, don't ask, get the golden coffin down first."

While talking, I asked Yuan Zhenghua to find me a kitchen knife. He asked me what I wanted the kitchen knife for, but I didn't say anything. I tightened the kitchen knife in my hand, and then made three bows to the golden coffin.

After bowing, I took a deep breath and gestured to Zheng Xiguan and the others, meaning to let them exit the room.

Zheng Xiguan and the others didn't want to leave at first, but they didn't leave until Yuan Zhenghua spoke up.

After they left the room, I glanced at Yuan Zhenghua and said softly, "You go out too."

"Master, I...I...Why did I go out!" Then Yuan Zhenghua probably didn't want to go out, so he said such a sentence.

I wasn't in the mood to explain to him, so I glared at him and said in a deep voice, "Go out."

When Yuan Zhenghua heard this, he didn't dare to hesitate, and stepped back towards the door, but his eyes kept turning back and forth between me and the golden coffin.

I didn't say a word, and stared at the golden coffin until I heard the door close. I breathed a sigh of relief, tightened the kitchen knife in my hand again, and said loudly: "Heaven and earth have spirits, and the five elements are mutually restrained. Kitchen knives belong to gold, coffins belong to wood, gold and wood are different, they are mutually related and restrain qi, and the knife is broken by evil."

(End of this chapter)