"Burial, who do you want to bury?"

"Bury the dead. Please come for the fastest update"

"Am I a dead person?"

"nonsense."

"You!" Qu Yong had never seen such a person before and couldn't help but sneer: "I can obviously talk and move, how can I call myself a dead person?"

The middle-aged man had already easily carried the coffin, and then said: "If you continue to talk nonsense, I will make it impossible for you to speak. If you don't believe it, you can try it."

Qu Yong stopped talking immediately because he believed that this person would really do this.

"very good."

Qu Yong didn't know what this man wanted. Maybe he really encountered a ghost today. All the people he met were so strange and weird. He thought to himself: "Let's take it one step at a time."

"Oops, it's almost time." The middle-aged man stopped talking and sped up.

After walking for nearly a quarter of an hour, Qu Yong felt that the man was walking lower and lower, as if he was walking underground. After walking for a long time, suddenly the coffin became quite chilly, as if he was walking into an ice cave.

inside.

"Ding dong..." It sounded like water droplets.

"Where did this go? Why is there the sound of water dripping?"

Suddenly, his body flew into the air, and he was secretly surprised, but he didn't scream out. "It seems that he jumped over a road, or a small river, or maybe a mountain stream."

He guessed right. The dull-looking middle-aged man just now strode across a small underground river with calm water. This place has gone deep into the ground. It looks like a naturally formed underground cave, with stone milk and undercurrents everywhere.

The terrain of the underground river must be extremely steep and steep, with frost blowing on your face. Further down, there is actually a white field, and you can see snow and frost everywhere.

The middle-aged man was carrying a very heavy and precious coffin, and he was jumping like an antelope in a mountain stream. There was a thin layer of ice and snow on the ground, which was very slippery. If one of them made a mistake, both of them would inevitably be shattered to pieces, but they saw

The middle-aged man kept jumping, high and low, near and far, walking as if on flat ground. Even though Qu Yong was in the coffin, he could still imagine that this middle-aged man's martial arts was extremely brilliant.

"Where are we going?"

"Bang..." The middle-aged man suddenly wanted to put down the coffin. Qu Yong felt happy in his heart, thinking that the place had finally arrived. Who knew that as soon as the coffin lid opened, the middle-aged man put his finger in and touched his "Yumen Point".

He could no longer say a word.

The word "Yu" in "Yamen Point" means being unable to make a sound, which means that Yang Qi begins to decay here. The word "Men" means the door for entry and exit. The name of this point means that Du Yang Qi dissipates heat here.

Cold shrinkage. The substance of this point is the yang-heat energy coming from Dazhui point. When it reaches this point, it will be withdrawn due to the heat dissipation. If the heat dissipation and contraction of yang energy is too much, the person will be unable to speak, hence the name.

After the middle-aged man tapped Qu Yong's acupuncture point, he continued to carry him forward. This time, after walking for about half an hour, he once again jumped high across an underground river. Suddenly, he heard someone shouting in the distance:

"Coffin slave, why did you come just now?"

"Coffin slave?" Qu Yong couldn't help but admire the person who gave this name. It couldn't be more appropriate when used on this middle-aged man. He just heard the coffin slave say: "I met a fat cow on the road.

I brought it here by the way and put it in the coffin... ready to be stewed for everyone to eat."

"Hahaha!" The man in the distance laughed and said, "How much can you worry about roasting fat beef on a teppanyaki plate with cumin? Coffin Slave, you know my three thousand diners best. You know that I love to eat, so you specially gave me a piece of fat."

When it comes to beef, you must know that the only thing you can eat about this fat cow is its loin. The beef must be roasted over charcoal over a slow fire, and it is coated with strong-flavored sauces and spices. It is roasted until it is fat and tender, which is the best thing to eat.

....”

"This man..." As soon as he heard this man say, "How much sorrow can you have, roasting fat beef on a teppanyaki with cumin", Qu Yong understood who this man was, "He is the man with all the clothes on his body just now."

The man who eats is known as a big-mouthed eater. It turns out his name is Three Thousand Eaters, which is quite interesting!" He thought again: "It turns out they have already made an appointment to meet here. These people are extremely mysterious. They are dating.

The place is also so weird that it’s simply unimaginable.”

"Three thousand diners, the tongues of three thousand diners can't compare to just one of you." At this time, another voice said loudly: "Three thousand diners, coffin slaves, it's better to come in quickly, it's already much late."

"Let's go in first and talk later." The three thousand diners said, "After we finish talking about the business, let's talk about food."

"good."

The three of them filed in, and their final destination was a natural stone cave lobby. There was a large jar of wine in the lobby, and a long stone bed. Standing beside the bed was an actor in emerald green clothing with a beard.

Lots of old men

, lying on the bed was an old Taoist priest in slovenly clothes. He had a birthday boy's hair, an ebony hairpin, long and drooping eyebrows, a melon-seed mouth, and big and long ears. If Qu Yong saw it, he would definitely scream out loud.

Come on, this is the old way of Tianyi.

"Is everyone here?"

The coffin slave put the coffin on the ground and said, "Excuse me, I'm late."

The actor cried and cried: "So many things have happened in the past, and they have all been talked about and laughed at... Coffin slave, you always carry a coffin on your back, but now you have no use for this coffin, but it has been put to use by others."

"Young ghost, this coffin is not for me!" The coffin slave patted the coffin gently and said flatly: "This coffin can only be used by myself. No one can use it except me!"

The actor ghost sighed: "Hey..."

The stingy old man suddenly said: "Young Linggui, you are the first to come to this place, and you should also be the first to discover me. Please tell me about the situation at that time."

The actor ghost said: "Qian Chuanzi? I'm going in front, and you're going to follow. Why didn't you tell me?"

Qian Chuan Zi means stingy and stingy.

The coffin slave reprimanded loudly: "At this time, you should stop pushing back and forth. I issued a posthumous order and we came all the way from the middle of the country. As a result, I died before the people arrived. There must be someone here."

It’s a huge conspiracy, so at this moment, the most important thing we should do is to unite as one instead of falling apart!”

"Well said!" The three thousand diners took out two things from their arms. The first was a red invitation, and the second was a greasy letter. He stopped eating sesame cakes and said solemnly: "Don't you

Say it, let me say it."

"The first thing is the posthumous order. It was a huge favor that we all owed to you back then. So as long as the posthumous order is issued, we will do something for you unconditionally. Now that the posthumous order has been issued,

My father is dead. When he died, we hadn't even arrived yet. The second thing was a letter. I received it in my stomach at three o'clock this afternoon while eating a silky chicken.

The letter asked me to come here at midnight..."

"Me too!" The coffin slave also took out a book of invitations and a letter from his arms, and said: "I saw this letter in my coffin, and also asked me to meet here at midnight."

"Me too!" The actor was shocked, took out a letter, and murmured: "Someone sent me a book of music scores, and there was a letter inside! The contents of the letter were exactly the same."

"Where are you? Where's your letter?" The three of them looked at Qian Chuanzi who had been silent.

"I'm different..."

"How is it different?"

Qian Chuanzi said: "My letter was found in the money bag, but I have already sold it to someone else."

"To whom?"
Chapter completed!