My master is invincible

Chapter 1982 Eight Immortals Gathering (Final Chapter Part [-])
But I saw that Mrs. Yuan's palm was tightly grasping my arm.

The palm of her hand didn't know whether it was caused by the corpse change, or what happened, the whole hand was skin and bones, the back of the hand was a little red, and there were faint black lines slipping through the veins of her hand.

Seeing this situation, I couldn't help calling out, "Zhuge Qingming, come and take a look."

When I retreated earlier, Zhuge Qingming, Han Qiu and Joyce discovered my vision.

Three pairs of eyes looked towards me with a stern look.

When they saw Mrs. Yuan's arm, the three of them couldn't help but took a step back.

When Zhuge Qingming heard me call him, he suppressed the fear in his heart and took a step towards me, and said in a low voice: "Palace Master, this... this... this can't be a real corpse change, right?"

I thought about it a little bit, and my intuition told me that it shouldn't be.

Because, I suddenly remembered something, which was what Zhuge Qingming said. He said that when a corpse opens its eyes, there are two situations. One is that there is great resentment, and the other is that it wants to see someone.

At that time, we inferred that Mrs. Yuan had resentment, and even deduced that Mrs. Yuan was probably killed by Yuan Zhenghua.

But now I have overturned this guess.

I feel that Mrs. Yuan probably wants to see me.

As for the reason, I can't tell at the moment.

Immediately, I quickly said this idea.

As soon as the words fell, Zhuge Qingming was the first to raise objections. He said, "Master, it should be impossible. You have no relatives with Mrs. Yuan, and you have no reason. You should not be the person she wants to see the most!"

To be honest, I don't know why.

However, the moment Mrs. Yuan caught me, a strange thought flashed through my mind.

That is, she seemed to have something to say to me.

Without the slightest doubt, I said it quickly.

As soon as they heard it, Zhuge Qingming said, "This...that's strange, why don't we arrange a ritual to ask the deceased what he meant?"

Hearing this, I frowned, I understood what Zhuge Qingming meant.

What he meant was to ask rice.

To put it bluntly, this kind of questioning is more popular in various places, and it is mostly to recruit the soul of the deceased to ask about some things.

However, because this kind of thing is relatively evil, as for whether it is true or false, even today, there is no timeliness.

You want to say that he is not allowed!
However, what they said was quite realistic.

That's why we, the coffin bearers, have always been dubious about Wen Mi.

It is for this reason that many of us coffin bearers will learn a trick or two to ask rice.

To put it bluntly, with this question, we can do things for us coffin bearers.

Zhuge Qingming saw that I didn't speak, and asked again, "Master, in this case, it will work best if you use the rice to fiddle with it, and it will save us from guessing here and there."

I glanced at him and subconsciously asked, "You will?"

He nodded and said with a smile: "Isn't it just asking Mi, of course he will be strangled!"

Just then, a voice came over.

"No need to be so troublesome."

Listening to this voice, several of us looked at each other in blank dismay.

Because, the few of us can clearly distinguish that this voice was not made by any of us.

Immediately, I frowned, and looked behind along the place where the sound came from.

However, the person who came was a woman in her early 20s, wearing a long white dress, and her exquisite facial features made it impossible to give any sense of profanity.

I have seen this man.

It's Lin Fan.

Yes, it is Lin Fan.

Just as I was dazed for a while, Lin Fan came over and stood side by side with Joyce.

The two of them wore the same white dress and stood together, still forming a beautiful scenery.

What surprised me was that Lin Fan smiled at Joyce and said softly, "You finally came."

"Aren't you here too?" Joyce smiled.

"You're here, can I not come?" Lin Fan smiled and said softly.

"I knew you were coming, so here I am." Joyce smiled slightly.

After speaking, the two of them looked at each other and smiled.

This made me a little stunned, and Zhuge Qingming and Han Qiu were in the same situation as me, staring at them both.

"It's so beautiful!" Zhuge Qingming couldn't help admiring.

"That's right, standing with our wife of the palace lord is simply a peerless pair of pride." Rao Han Qiu, a boring man, couldn't help but praise him.

"Joyce, do you know her?" I asked Joyce.

She smiled slightly, "Master Jiu, I know her, probably earlier than I know you."

Ok?
My expression froze, what is this Lin Fan's identity?
Why can I see her figure in many things?

What's more, why is she here this time?

At that moment, I took a deep breath and didn't have any interest in chatting with her, so I said directly, "Why are you here this time?"

She smiled, looked at me for a while, and said with a smile: "Two things, the first thing is to introduce someone to you, and the second thing is to explain one thing to you."

Ok?
Introducer let me know?
What's the situation?
Is Lin Fan sick?
You came here just to introduce someone to me?

At that moment, I nodded and asked her, "Who?"

She didn't answer my question, but turned her head, looked towards the entrance of the village, and said softly, "Come here!"

Her voice was extremely low, even standing next to her, it was very difficult to hear it.

This made me even more puzzled, she spoke so softly, could that person hear her?
However, what surprised me was that the moment her voice fell to the ground, a person walked over from the entrance of the village.

The man looked like a young man, only about 15 years old, with a thin figure and delicate features, but he was wearing a very elegant dress, a set of light blue clothes, which looked like a suit, but I was sure it was not a suit.

Because, the general suit is not so good-looking, and the style is not that kind.

"Who is he?" I asked Lin Fan.

Before she could speak, Joyce stepped aside and said, "Master Jiu, that's her boyfriend, Bai Zhe."

Ok?
Boy friend?
No!
This Lin Fan looked to be at least in his early 20s, maybe he was still 22 or 15 years old, and that boy looked to be [-] years old at most.

Old cows eat young grass.

The thought flashed through my mind.

This made me look at Lin Fan a little strangely.

Honestly, I always thought that Lin Fan should be an expert.

However, now it seems that no matter how powerful a person is, they also have special hobbies!

More importantly, I just can't figure it out, that boy is only fourteen or fifteen years old, he's not yet an adult, how could Lin Fan do it.

Just when I was thinking wildly, Lin Fan must have seen my thoughts, smiled at me, and said nothing.

And Han Qiu and Zhuge Qingming next to me obviously had the same thoughts as me, their eyes kept scanning back and forth on Lin Fan and the young man facing this side.

(End of this chapter)