"You are really stingy. You want to sell even such a small piece of waste paper?"

Qian Chuanzi said matter-of-factly: "Even if it's just a dime, it's still money. If it's money, I can't let it go."

Qu Yong secretly thought in the coffin: "It's not wrong to call this man Qian Chuanzi. I think at that time, he said that he fell and forgot the smell of the food, so he cried and wanted to commit suicide. If he really lost a dime,

, doesn’t his whole family no longer have to live?”

"Forget it..." Although they are not together on weekdays, their tempers are still familiar to each other, and their stinginess with money is obvious to all, so Yulinggui pointed at the man who looked like Ji Tianyi on the stone bed.

, said: "As we all know, I usually have a copper face. Among us, only Coffin Slave has the chance to see my face. Just see if this person is actually me."

The coffin slave said: "As soon as I walked in the door, I had already seen it. This is indeed my face..."

As soon as these words came out, everyone's faces turned pale, "Is he really dead?"

"We are really late."

"But there are too many doubts about this matter..." The coffin slave frowned and said: "No matter whether he is in front of him or behind him, unless there is a huge change, he will never take off the bronze mask. The mask seems to grow on his body. If he takes it off, he will

Peel off a layer of skin...but now, where is his mask?"

"Bronze mask?!" If Qu Yong hadn't been restrained at this time, he would have screamed, "I didn't expect these people to come for the master. Seeing that they were speaking in Chinese, they seemed to recognize the meaning of their words.

Master, and there is a strange connection."

"This...yeah!" In fact, the other three people had noticed it a long time ago, but none of them said it out loud. Instead, they sneered "hehe".

The coffin slave knew what they were laughing at, but he still continued to say it, because what he said was not entirely meant for the people present. What he wanted more was for the people in the coffin to hear, "This mask is our master's token.

As long as we recognize the object and not the person, if this token is lost, we have to find a way."

The three thousand diners also said: "That's right. This copper mask is useless to ordinary people. If it falls into the hands of a caring person, it will be fatal. The Ultimate Flower Protector Evil King."

"In my opinion, this bronze mask must have been taken away by the person who sent the message." The actor ghost stretched his voice and said in a sharp voice: "This person is so deliberate that he was able to do it without any of us knowing.

Next, the ability to put the letter on our favorite thing is truly terrifying."

Since this person can put a letter in the money bag without your knowledge, he can also take away what he wants without your knowledge, such as a human head.

"Who is this writer and what is his purpose?"

"So what?"

"wait."

"wait?"

"Since this man has worked so hard to gather us all here, it is impossible for him not to appear. As soon as he appears, we will naturally know his purpose."

"That's right."

The three thousand diners gnawed on the sesame seed cakes in their hands again and muttered: "It's so late at night that we were asked to come here to meet, but there is no trace of me. My stomach is growling with hunger."

When he said this, the others felt a little hungry. After all, it was midnight, and the food they had eaten at night was almost digested. Qian Chuanzi was the first to be shameless, stepped forward and rubbed his hands and said: "Three thousand

Eater, I know you have a big stomach, but looking at the food you carry on your back, even a person with a big stomach can still eat enough for three days and three nights, otherwise..."

"You want me to give you something to eat?" asked the three thousand diners.

Qian Chuanzi nodded, sweeping his beard on the ground, and said: "Yes, yes, yes!"

The three thousand diners said: "You can eat if you want, but I want you to pay ten times the price in the market to buy my food, because I know that the money you spend on skewers is enough to make a prodigal second

Shizu can spend thirty years, how about you also give me some money?"

"You..." Qian Chuanzi suddenly turned pale and said without hesitation, "Then I would rather starve to death!"

"Hahaha!" said the actor ghost: "It's really a small thing for you to starve to death, but a big thing to lose money. However, I am very surprised. You don't like to use money, so how can you save so much money?"

Can it be used underground?"

Qian Chuanzi sneered: "Why don't you ask the three thousand diners, he eats every day, will he die if he misses one meal? What's the use of eating so much?"

The three thousand diners had lost their money and were a little proud of themselves. But now he put away his pride and said sadly: "You have never been hungry. If you try it one day, you will be so hungry that you want to put it on your lap."

You will understand when you cut off two ounces of meat and eat it."

Everyone was silent for a while, and suddenly the coffin slave said: "Did you smell a fragrance?"

"Fragrance?" When he said this, the three thousand diners also twitched their noses twice and said, "In addition to the smell of food on me, there is indeed a greasy aroma, which seems to come from..."

"Where did it come from..." The actor pointed at the body of "Tianyi Laodao" and said in a voiceless voice: "Is this the smell of corpse?"

Corpse odor is the odor that occurs when the bacteria in the intestinal tract multiply and grow 3 to 6 hours after death at room temperature and begin to produce gas and release gas.

The three thousand diners shook their heads and said: "No, the smell of corpses is the smell of stinky tofu. Although the fragrance is greasy, it is still fragrant after all. It is difficult to smell what it is..."

"Let me smell it." The coffin slave strode forward, walked to the body of "Tianyi Laodao", bowed respectfully, and then leaned over to check. At this moment, the dead body "Tianyi"

The "old Taoist" actually opened his eyes angrily, and with his hands that had been hanging by his side, he made a move of "pushing the door and looking at the moon" and printed the path of life struggle on the coffin slave's belly.

Originally, with the skill of the coffin slave, it was impossible to hurt him this time, but he really never expected that the "dead man" would suddenly open his eyes, causing him to accidentally get hit in the lower abdomen by this move.

But his reaction was not unpleasant, just

After "Tianyi Laodao" touched his skin with his palms, he took a big step back with his left foot, contracted his abdomen and bent over, making his whole body look like a big shrimp. In this way, "Tianyi Laodao" made this move

Even if all the strength of the palm is gone, the wound will not be too serious.

But it was not over yet. At the same time as "Tianyi Laodao" took action, three palms of different shapes smacked his back. His retreat was undoubtedly a complete betrayal of his back.

Gave it to the person behind.

"Ah!" The coffin slave roared wildly, and the wind from his palm passed by, causing his clothes to shatter, revealing three clear palm prints on his back.

"You..." He was shocked and angry. He was knocked to the corner, his kidneys were in colic, and his waist muscles were about to burst. He knew that he would no longer be able to use his strength in a short time, but compared to the severe physical pain, that

The feeling of being betrayed was even more acute and heartbreaking, "Why are you doing this?!"

"Hahaha! Why?" At this time, the "Tianyi Taoist" retracted his arm, stood up and said: "It is said that if people do not work for themselves, the sky will destroy them. We do this for our own consideration!"

"You..." Coffin Slave stared at this "Tianyi Old Taoist". He found that this old Taoist's eyebrows were actually longer, and when he spoke and acted, his aura was very different from that of the real copper-faced man. What was wrong with him?

You still don’t understand, “It turns out it’s you, the hundred-tailed fox, I didn’t expect you to dare to show up!”

Disguise is not a god. Although in modern times, with high-tech assistance, it is indeed possible to achieve a superb appearance, but it is impossible to completely transform a person into another person, especially relatives and friends. Let me say a few words.

His words were bound to be exposed, so this hundred-tailed fox simply disguised himself as a corpse. The corpse didn't need to be moved or spoken, and even if there were some differences in appearance, it would be easy to get away with it.

"It turns out that this is indeed a fake." Qu Yong secretly said in the coffin: "It seems that this hundred-tailed fox is the person who met the fake master in the shrine during the day!"

"Why don't I dare to show up?" the hundred-tailed fox said bitterly: "Back then, I followed him through life and death, but later I just pretended to be his name and brought some white goods through the border twice. He actually didn't miss the old relationship at all and sent me

I was expelled from China. Fortunately, God saved me and allowed me to take root in Tokyo, Japan. Now that the old copper-faced ghost is dead, I want to get back everything he owed me with interest!"

The coffin slave gasped and looked at the four people and said: "It turns out that the four of you have already colluded secretly. Is the so-called letter also your masterpiece?"

"No, no, it's a big mistake!" The actor ghost shook his big green hat and said: "This letter is my masterpiece. You are not too wary of me, so I want to stuff a letter into your pocket.

In the coffin, it’s not that difficult, but as for our letter, of course it’s up to us to say whatever we want.”

"You..." Coffin Slave said: "You secretly colluded and set up a trap to deal with me. From this, it seems that you have reached an agreement?"

"Offensive and defensive alliance!" The actor ghost said: "We must unite, find the bronze mask together, and then control the Dragon and Tiger Society. Among the five servants of the original master, you have the highest martial arts, but also the most stupid and loyal. You will never betray

Damn it, so we have to kill you first!"

"It's just you? Ugh..." The coffin slave couldn't help but vomit a mouthful of blood. It was blood from the stomach, bright red, with food residues that had not been fully digested at night. "I tell you, in fact, the bronze mask is

It's in my arms, if you have the ability, come and get it!"

"In your arms?"

The coffin slave sneered: "Before I came to Japan, I had a premonition that something bad would happen to me, so I entrusted the bronze mask to me. The one on his face is actually fake. If something bad happens to him, he will take the position of the master."

Pass it on to his apprentice!"

"Since it's in your arms, then bring it!" Upon hearing this, the actor ghost was about to rush over ferociously, but was stopped by the hundred-tailed fox behind him, who said: "Wait a minute, if the bronze mask is really in his arms
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