My master is invincible

Chapter 1951 Eight Immortals Gathering (33)

When Zhuge Qingming saw my eyes, he gave me a faint smile and didn't say anything.

However, in his smile, I saw a trace of helplessness.

He seemed to have something to hide.

This is the first thought in my mind.

I originally wanted to ask further questions, but considering that Wang Muyang was nearby, I couldn't ask in detail, so I had to change the topic.

According to my idea is to ask about my future journey.

However, the current situation does not allow me to ask.

In desperation, I had no choice but to ask Zhuge Qingming, "How did you deal with the corpses of Zhuge Qing and others?"

He seemed to think of something, and a trace of pain flashed across his face, but he concealed it well.

Immediately afterwards, I heard him say: "Master, it's like this, we have already put the corpses of him and the coffin bearers under his hands aside, and we will definitely not hinder this matter."

Ok!

He said that, what else can I say, so I just nodded and asked him: "What do you think of this matter?"

He didn't even think about it, and said with a smile: "Just based on the three words of Yuan Qingtian, I conclude that he will die within three days, but since Yuan Qingtian has the blessings of his ancestors, it is still ambiguous whether he can die completely." .”

As he said that, he quickly added, "However, Palace Mistress, with your luck this time, nothing will happen to you?"

Ok?
I can't understand what he meant, one is his complete death, and the other is that I have good luck?
Isn't this ridiculous?
As far as my luck is concerned, I know better than anyone.

How could there be good luck?

Don't be so unlucky, I'm happy.

Zhuge Qingming seemed to know that I was unusual, and said with a smile: "Palace Master, if you guessed correctly, your luck in the first half of your life was very unlucky, right?"

I subconsciously nodded. Since I entered the industry, my luck has been really unlucky.

Being a coffin bearer for these years, not to mention not making any money, he still frankly made himself look like a ghost.

From a long time ago, I also wanted to be a coffin bearer for the rest of my life for the sake of my dream.

But, the cruel reality is, I can't even feed myself.

Honestly speaking, several times I wanted to give up this career, find a job with neither high nor low salary, marry a wife who is neither beautiful nor ugly, and live a stable life.

However, whenever I want to give up, there will always be various things coming to my door.

This makes me very depressed.

Seeing me nodding, Zhuge Qingming smiled, and said softly: "Palace Master, luck is a wonderful thing. It is all caused by decline and prosperity. Your luck was extremely bad in the early years, but it is different now. Your great luck has already disappeared." coming."

Ok?
And this good thing?
I quickly asked, "What are the signs?"

He smiled, "Palace Master, feel it carefully, is there anything different from the past happening recently?"

I thought about it for a while. If I want to talk about the recent good things, I guess it can only be counted as a house given by Mrs. Yuan. The key is that Mrs. Yuan transferred the house to her name early in the morning, which made me have an extra house for no reason. .

I spoke out about it.

He smiles. "This is just one of them, think about it carefully."

Ok?
Are there any more?
I thought about it for a while, and I really couldn't think of anything, mainly because the things I encountered recently were more heart-wrenching.

At this moment, Uncle Huang pulled me and said with a smile: "Village Chief, you are now the village chief of our Niu Mian Village, which is a great thing!"

"Yes!" Mr. He muttered beside him, "You have also become the master of our Guangdong Eight Immortals Palace."

Hearing what they said, I thought about it for a while. According to what they said, I seemed to be lucky. Not only did I become the village head of Niu Mian Village, but also the owner of the Guangdong Eight Immortals Palace. More importantly, because The yin and yang food in the old man's mouth, my body and the fire dragon Chunyang sword have undergone earth-shaking changes.

Furthermore, the Great Elder gave me the Fire Dragon Pure Yin Sword again.

This... really counts as good luck.

However, all of this is based on the death of the old man.

Uncle Huang must have guessed that I thought of the old man, so he quickly said: "Village chief, people are interesting after all. The old man has reached his end. Even without you, he will not have much life."

I nodded, brushed away the unhappiness in my mind, looked at Zhuge Qingming, and asked him, "Then what do you mean?"

He smiled slightly, stared at me closely, and said with a smile: "Now you are lucky, but Yuan Qingtian has turned from prosperity to decline. You don't need to do anything, just compare your luck with him, but this way Disadvantage."

I hurriedly asked: "What's the disadvantage?"

He glanced up at the coffin bearers present, and said in a deep voice, "Their luck is not as good as yours, and it is very likely that they will die because of this incident."

I'm so drunk too.

It's not the same as saying nothing.

If I really just want to live, there is no need to meddle in this matter at all.

In the current situation, not only do I want to survive, but I also want to live with all the coffin bearers, and even directly kill Yuan Qingtian.

At that moment, I gave him a blank look, and I was not in the mood to listen to him anymore.

Because what he said was all nonsense.

Ever since, I looked towards the old man.

As for the Great Elder, he is also an old fox. When he saw me and looked over, he hurriedly said: "Palace Master, you are the Palace Master, and you have to carry this big banner. I can only give you some advice."

Ok!

I rolled his eyes at him, then looked at He again.

This old thing is even worse, it actually started to snap its fingers.

Ma De, in his old age, is still learning how to break his fingers like a child, so he is not afraid of being considered old and disrespectful.

In desperation, I turned my gaze to Wang Muyang.

This guy was more direct, and said, "Chen Jiu, it's not that I don't help you, but your great elder said that this is a matter for your coffin bearers in the south. I'm from the north, so I don't care about it."

I really wanted to slap him a few times, but I used this to block me.

When Wang Muyang saw that my expression was not good, he smiled and said hurriedly: "Chen Jiu, there is no way to explain this matter. First, we have to figure out Yuan Qingtian's purpose, and secondly, we need to figure out what he is doing here. What kind of tricks, and finally..."

While speaking, he looked towards the mourning hall outside the main room.

Following his gaze, I slapped my palm on my thigh, how could I forget about it.

Yuan Qingtian's purpose is very simple, that is to carry forward the profession of coffin bearer, and I vaguely understand what is going on here, it should be some kind of formation in this place.

As for the function of this formation, I don't know for the time being, the main reason is that what happened earlier was too sudden, and there was no time for me to check the formation carefully.

However, there is one thing that I am relieved, that is, when Yuan Qingtian left, he did not carry the coffin away.

Without any hesitation, I immediately greeted, "Leave some people to guard the main room, and come eight coffin bearers to follow me to the mourning hall."

(End of this chapter)