My master is invincible

Chapter 1940 Eight Immortals Gathering (22)

This discovery made me ecstatic, and I shouted again, "Quick, everyone chant the calming heart mantra."

As soon as these words came out, those old men did not know who yelled, "Palace Master Chen, I need to use your name, and there will be a lot of rewards afterwards."

Immediately afterwards, all the elders in the hall yelled in unison, "Quick, don't kill everyone, hurry up and chant the calming mantra, Palace Master Chen will have a way to take everyone out alive."

As soon as I heard it, I understood that the old man was planning to use my name to appease everyone's hearts.

To put it bluntly, although they are the youngest among this group of people, as long as they have worked in the coffin-bearer industry, they may not know the five great families, or they may not know the Yuan family, but they should heard.

To put it bluntly, I've had a lot of fun in the coffin-bearer industry these years.

In addition, the circle of coffin bearers is not big, so everyone knows my name from word of mouth.

I have to say that my name seems to be quite useful, but after less than a minute, the shouts of killing outside the main room became smaller and smaller.

After staying for a minute, there was no more shouting, only the sound of the catchy meditation mantra.

Seeing this situation, I didn't dare to hesitate, and continued to recite the meditation mantra silently.

I chanted the meditation mantra nine times over and over again, and when I felt my mouth was dry, I suddenly opened my eyes, and the scene in my eyes was very clear, and I found Wang Muyang sitting on my left, chanting the meditation mantra constantly, and Sitting on my right is Mr. He.

Not far from me was a group of old men, who kept chanting meditation mantras.

Seeing this, I breathed a sigh of relief, these old men did not appear to fight.

At that moment, I took a deep breath, stood up slowly, and looked outside the main room.

Just looking at it, my feet started to tremble, and I almost fell down.

But I saw that the threshold of the main room was already stained red with blood, and even the door was only covered with blood. Seven or eight middle-aged men were sitting on the ground, chanting meditation mantra loudly.

And the steps below the threshold were already covered with rivers of blood, seventeen or eighteen corpses were lying on the ground, and the faces of the remaining coffin bearers were more or less stained with blood.

To my relief, the coffin bearers I brought over from Niu Mian Village did not suffer any casualties. There were more than [-] of them, surrounded by Uncle Huang in a circle.

In addition, among this group of coffin bearers, I also found a person who was rather strange.

This man was the unkempt middle-aged man I saw when I came to this village.

He didn't have any blood stains all over his body, giving people a feeling that he was born out of mud and unstained.

But I saw that the man's eyes were closed tightly, and the corners of his mouth slowly moved, as if he was reciting a meditation mantra.

However, my intuition told me that he didn't seem to be reciting a meditation mantra.

Could it be that he is from the Zhuge family in Guangxi?
As soon as I thought about it, I couldn't help staring at the man for a long time.

To my surprise, the man seemed to have noticed my gaze, opened his eyes slowly, smiled at me, and didn't speak.

I smiled back without taking my eyes off his body.

At this moment, Wang Muyang seemed to have finished reciting the meditation mantra nine times, and said in a low voice, "Chen Jiu, what are you looking at?"

While speaking, he followed my gaze and frowned and said, "What a strange person, all the people around are stained with blood, but that person is alone."

I nodded and said, "Do you think he is from the Zhuge family?"

Wang Muyang did not answer my question, but stared at the man closely.

After a full minute, Wang Muyang said softly: "Is it right, just go and ask and you will know."

While speaking, he took the lead and walked towards the man. I thought about it for a while and planned to go over and ask.

Just at this time, Mr. He grabbed my arm.

I glanced at him suspiciously and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Palace Master Chen, I have something to ask, please promise me." Elder He said solemnly.

I am a little disgusted with these words, and I can even say that I am a little disgusted with He Lao as a whole, and I always feel that all of these are more or less influenced by He Lao.

"What's the matter?" I asked with general interest.

He hurriedly said: "That's right, I want you to be the lord of our Guangdong Eight Immortals Palace."

Ok?
Isn't this nonsense?
Now that I am appointed as the lord of the Guangdong Eight Immortals Palace, this is completely pushing me into a pit of fire.

Besides, with so many old people present, it is not my turn.

More importantly, Yuan Qingtian has always been eyeing this position. If I were allowed to sit in this position at this time, it would definitely be like sitting on pins and needles. ,
Furthermore, Yuan Qingtian kidnapped Wen Xue.

In case, my behavior annoyed him, it didn't directly lead to Wen Xue's death.

This is not what I want to see.

So, I immediately rejected his request.

When Mr. He saw that I refused, he didn't know what was going on, so he knelt down towards me and said, "Palace Master Chen, in such a situation, you can only do it if you take the position of the Palace Master of Guangdong Eight Immortals Palace." Get us all out."

"What do you mean?" I was a little confused, I really didn't understand what he meant.

He didn't answer me directly, but looked at the other old man.

I followed his gaze and saw that the old man was in his early eighties, with silver hair and a somewhat stooped figure, but his eyes were deep and very energetic.

Seeing me looking at him, the old man smiled slightly, and said softly: "Palace Master Chen, this is a collective request from our coffin bearers in Guangdong, and I hope you don't dislike our small temple in Guangdong."

As soon as I heard his voice, I immediately understood that the old man's voice was a little hoarse, and he was the Great Elder who had spoken to me earlier.

Now, I am even more puzzled.

The current situation is very complicated, there is a lunatic Yuan Qingtian outside, and there are more than a dozen corpses inside, why don't they consider how to deal with the current matter, instead they talk about the position of Palace Master.

Seeing that I didn't speak, the Great Elder slowly moved towards me.

He seemed to be inconvenient to move, and he walked very slowly. Fortunately, an old man in his sixties stood beside him, supporting him all the way, before he came to me.

Just as the Great Elder was walking for a while, I carefully looked at the expressions of the other elders.

I was keenly aware that those old men looked at the Great Elder with special respect.

It can be seen from this that the Great Elder has considerable prestige among this group of elders, and it should be said that he is highly respected.

"Palace Master Chen, on behalf of the collective coffin bearers in Guangdong, I would like to express my gratitude to you for your generous words just now." The Great Elder bowed towards me.

This scared me so that I hurriedly returned a salute, and quickly said: "Elder Elder, you can't do it, you can't do it, you are a Zhesha boy."

The Great Elder smiled slightly, "So, so, human life is greater than the sky, your generous words just now saved many people."

After all, he leaned over and whispered something in my ear.

When I heard it, I looked at him incredulously, and was about to speak.

He stopped at me and said with a smile: "Palace Master Chen, you just need to know it yourself, don't say it."

While speaking, he stared at me closely, and said again: "I don't know, are you willing to take the position of the master of Guangdong Eight Immortals Palace now?"

(End of this chapter)