My master is invincible

Chapter 89
I waited for a while, but there was no sound, and I said to the opposite side: "Master Dao, if it is impossible, let's find a bigger black cloth and surround the grave, so that it is convenient to pick the dragon's body."

"Nonsense!" Qingxuanzi scolded, and said: "Only by covering the grave can we ensure that your grandfather's yin energy will not leak out, and you will not get sick in the underworld. It is unlucky to cover it wide, and it is not good for the deceased. It also affects the Feng Shui of your village."

Hearing this, I thought it was broad daylight, and the yang energy was too strong, which might injure Grandpa, so I said, "Then it's more convenient for us to pick the dragon body at night than it is now?"

"It's cloudy at night, and there are many lonely souls and wild ghosts around, so accidents are more likely to happen. Only in this way can we proceed safely." Qingxuanzi took a flashlight and took a photo. I found that the hand on the coffin lid, It was covered with maggots, I quickly pulled it back and shook it vigorously.

"Then how do we do it now?" I asked Qingxuanzi.

The other side of the coffin was silent for a while, and said: "Chen Baxian, you have been an Eight Immortal for a while, you should be quite courageous, let's poke a few holes on both sides of the coffin, reach in and feel out the dragon body, as long as you get out 206 yuan Bones, that's all."

I was taken aback by what he said, and reached in to touch the bones. Isn’t that scary? I was stunned for a while, but I didn’t have the courage. Finally, I thought about it. There is no other way, so I gritted my teeth and told Qingxuanzi Hello.

Afterwards, I moved my body down, stretched out my hand to touch the side of the coffin, exerted a little force, as if tearing the cloth, and easily broke off a piece of wood, which was as big as a palm, and the tomb was only so big. Feeling a bit crowded, there was no place to throw the log the size of a palm, so I had no choice but to keep doing it, and throw the log into the coffin along the opening that was opened.

I reached out my hand to explore the inside of the coffin, and the humidity inside was very heavy. No wonder Grandpa said in his dream that the house was leaking. I dare to say that a lot of water has penetrated into the coffin. I dare not touch along the coffin board. For a long time, it was empty, presumably the body had already decayed.

To be honest, in this environment, I was terrified, but remembering that my mother's illness might be related to my grandfather's grave, I gritted my teeth and touched it tremblingly, as if I had touched it. It felt very hard in my hands, and I touched it carefully again. It was round and a little long, like a leg bone.

Without thinking about it, I took it out and looked at it with the light from the opposite side. It was indeed a bone. I quickly took out the red cloth from my chest and wrapped the bone.

Maybe it's because of being the Eight Immortals, I'm not scared when I see the bones, and even feel a little kind, but I can't say why.

After finishing this piece of bone, I reached in and touched a few pieces. As far as I could reach, there was no hard thing. I changed the place and opened another opening on the side of the coffin, and continued to touch it.

I touched it 102 times in a row, opened several openings, sometimes touched three or four yuan with one hand, and sometimes touched eight or nine yuan with one hand. It took about an hour. There were more and more bones inside the red cloth. I roughly counted them. After counting 102 yuan, I asked in a low voice to the opposite side of the coffin, "Master Daoist, I touched [-] yuan, how is your side?"

"It seems to be 102 yuan too!" Qingxuanzi replied in a low voice.

"It's still two yuan away. I'll touch it in the coffin." After I finished speaking, I reached out and touched the inside of the coffin again. This time I touched it thoroughly. I touched all the corners, and there is no hard thing.

"Master Dao, there are no bones in the coffin. Could it be that the tomb is too dark and we made a mistake?" I asked tentatively.

There was silence for a while, and said: "It's possible, let's wrap the dragon's body first, cover it with a black cloth, and don't let the sun shine when we go out."

After staying in this tomb for nearly two hours, my hands and feet were already numb. Now that I heard his words, I only felt relieved.

I wrapped the skeleton with a layer of red cloth inside and a layer of black cloth outside. I stood up and tore off the black cloth from my head. The glare of the sun shone over my eyes, and my eyes got used to it. I blinked several times in a row. Just getting used to the sun outside.

Looking up, Qingxuanzi on the opposite side of the tomb was covered in mud, carrying a package in his hand. He didn't look like a master at all. We looked at each other and smiled wryly, but neither of us spoke.

"Come out, come out, Jiu Yazi and the others are out." Old Wang's voice came.

I followed the sound and saw that Lao Wang and a group of Eight Immortals were sitting near the new coffin. Their faces were painted with fierce faces and a cigarette dangling from their mouths.

"Jiu Yazi, are you ready?" Old Wang came over and asked me.

I nodded, and said uncertainly: "It should be done!" As I spoke, I motioned for Old Wang to come over and help me up.

I just came up and was about to wipe off the dirt on my body. Fatty Guo leaned his head over and said, "Brother Nine, have you dug any gold after staying in the tomb for so long?"

"Get out!" I didn't even look at him, I raised my leg and kicked his ass. I've watched too many typical TV series, and I really thought why there is gold in the grave.

"Ninth brother, thanks to the fact that brother has been worrying about you for so long, you treat me like this, which makes me feel so bad!" Fatty Guo said with a mournful face.

When this guy usually talks about love, I know that he has something to ask me. During the study session, I understood his temperament. I didn't talk nonsense with him, and said directly: "Say what's the matter!"

"Ninth Brother, look at my handsome face!" As he said, Fatty Guo turned his face away.

I looked up at his face, and burst out laughing with a 'puchi'. He drew a turtle on his face. The painting was pretty good. The important thing is that the turtle has no head. The meaning of this painting should be to ridicule Guo. Fatty, don't even think about it, it's definitely Joyce's masterpiece.

"Get down to business, hurry up and wash it off!" I said this to Fatty Guo, and walked over to Qingxuanzi.

Fatty Guo grabbed me, pointed in the direction of Joyce, and said in a crying tone, "Ninth brother, she won't let me wash it once before. She kicked my butt red and threatened that if I dare to wash it Drop it, kick it even worse next time. You are always merciful and say good things for me. We big men have painted turtles on their faces. What is going on! Look at Lao Wang and the others, they painted them one by one That domineering!"

I glanced at Joyce suspiciously. She was listening to music and accompanied her mother. Seeing me looking over her head, she nodded symbolically and did not speak.

What's wrong with this girl?Ever since I gave her a tape of Huang Jia Kui, she seemed to be insane. She usually said a few words to me when she liked nothing.
No, if she changed her temper, I really can't figure out that Fatty Guo's face was painted like this, and I didn't care about her, so I asked Fatty Guo to wash it off, he doesn't need to paint.

At this time, Qingxuanzi waved to me and said, "Chen Baxian, come here, let's put together the bones and see the quantity, shall we?"

(End of this chapter)