A strong dragon will not suppress a local snake. After hearing what the deputy shopkeeper said, Zhao Rang was a little polite to the hunchback. There are many unruly people in the poor mountains and rivers, and such people are the worst to mess with.

The hunchback walked slowly, holding his lame leg, and stood a foot away in front of them. He looked up at Zhao Rang and said:

"The hunchback is lame and it's inconvenient, so I won't salute you. But when a person dies, it's like a lamp going out. Please give me my condolences. I'll make a fortune by seeing the coffin!"

These few words were said so appropriately that no one could find fault with them.

Zhao Rang replied:

"Don't be polite, boss, I'm here to buy a coffin!"

The hunchback squinted and looked at everyone except Zhao Rang. Finally, his eyes lingered on Ximen Dazhuang for a moment and said:

"this way please!"

Then he quietly used his good leg and hooked his toes to easily pick up the silver ingot that Zhao Rang had dropped on the ground and put it into his arms. The little beggars looked at it, not daring to say a word. Waiting for Zhao Rang

They followed the hunchback forward and suddenly dispersed.

Following the hunchback, he walked slowly between the shacks, and finally stopped at a place that could barely be regarded as a house. The hunchback opened the door and made another inviting gesture.

There are seven rows of coffins neatly arranged in the room, with seven in each row, a total of seven, seven and forty-nine.

Thick dust fell on each coffin, and the original color and pattern could no longer be seen.

"These are all fine coffins. Master, let's see which one you like!"

Zhao Rang looked at it and didn't know how to distinguish it. Anyway, the coffins were all similar, so there was nothing to choose from, so he said:

"I want eight, just help me choose!"

Ximen Dazhuang added from the side:

"Want the best from eight mouths!"

He loves Zhong Jiaban much more than Zhao Rang, and he has always been thinking about watching Yunli Fei's performance again, even if he is a liar, it doesn't matter. As long as the performance is good-looking.

Now that all the Eight Great Wonders are dead, the Zhong Family Troupe has become a swan song, and even the last performance was stillborn, Ximen Dazhuang is still feeling very uncomfortable.

Of course the hunchback was very happy with his request!

Those who are doing business will of course like customers to buy more and pay more!

The more dead people there are, the more expensive the coffins will be!

The hunchback sang an unknown ditty in his mouth, took out a broom from the base of the wall, walked inside, and said:

"My coffin, the further inside it is, the better!"

After that, he walked to the sixth row, starting from the innermost one, and used a broom to clean the sand and dust on the coffin.

Ximen Dazhuang asked angrily:

"I said I want the best, why don't you start from the seventh row?"

The hunchback stopped moving his hands, turned around with some difficulty, and replied:

"This man, the sixth row is already the best!"

Ximen Dazhuang immediately became angry and asked:

"You guy, do you think I can't count?"

After hearing this, the hunchback put down the broom without hesitation, walked sideways to the seventh row in the innermost row, slapped the coffin lids one by one with his right hand, and all seven coffins were opened.

Dust filled the sky, mixed with a strong putrid smell, and rushed towards everyone. Zhao Rang could no longer hold on and retreated from the door.

Vaguely, he saw the hunchback, who seemed to be smiling with the corners of his mouth raised!

After the room calmed down a bit, Zhao Rang and Ximen Dazhuang walked in again. The hunchback patted the dust on his face and said:

"Master, it's not that I won't sell it! It's that these coffins already have owners!"

Ximen, a tall man, saw these open coffins with corpses lying inside.

"Are you fucking crazy! You still have to open the lid of a house that's... already occupied by people?"

The entire Ximen family is most afraid of things in the underworld. Ximen Da Zhuang’s voice became shrill, sounding like a big girl!

The smile on the hunchback's face became even brighter, but he still said in a eloquent tone:

"Isn't this because I'm afraid that you two won't believe me and say I'm passing off quality as good stuff? Now you believe it, right?"

Ximen Dazhuang no longer wanted to stay here and whispered to Zhao Rang:

"Brother, you can do it first, I'll wait for you outside."

Zhao Rang glanced at the deputy shopkeeper, who immediately understood and went out to accompany Ximen Dazhuang. There were two guards left in the room, one on the left and one on the right standing behind Zhao Rang.

"I want all seven from the sixth row, and there are two more from the fifth row."

The hunchback nodded in agreement, and regardless of the open coffins, he picked up the broom and continued the previous cleaning.

It has to be said that although this hunchback was weird in nature and a bit evil in his behavior, he cleaned it very seriously, not even missing any corner of the coffin.

As the broom flew back and forth in his hand, the coffin almost became brand new.

"Master!"

The hunchback suddenly shouted.

"What's wrong?"

"Come and take a look at this coffin. This coffin is different!"

Zhao Rang didn't think much and asked as he walked:

"What's different?"

The hunchback smiled and said nothing, and Zhao Rang vaguely felt that something was wrong. But thinking that Ximen Dazhuang was outside and there were two guards in the house, could the hunchback still make a difference?

When I walked to the coffin, I found that there was nothing special about the coffin.

"What's different?"

Zhao Rang asked.

The hunchback pointed toward the coffin and said:

"Look inside."

Zhao Rang stretched his head and took a look inside and found that the coffin was not empty!

It's just that what's parked inside is not a corpse, but a set of shrouds and a tablet.

The memorial tablet was placed on the headrest, and an ever-burning lamp was lit in front of it.

"Dawei Northern Border Zhao..."

Halfway through reading the words on the tablet, Zhao Rang's expression suddenly changed!

The hunchback instantly retreated, spinning rapidly, quickly retreating to the corner like a top, and let out a roar!

Two rays of cold light shot out from under his armpits.

In the flash of lightning, the two guards' throats had been stabbed with bloody holes by flying knives. Without any struggle, they fell into the coffin beside them and lay peacefully.

"It's you?"

Zhao Rang was shocked!

The technique and speed with which this man used his sword were truly rare in the world!

Several people in the Zhong family class died under such fast flying knives.

In the blink of an eye, Zhao Rang identified this hunchback as one of the murderers who massacred the Zhong family class.

"Zhao Rang, I didn't want to kill you at first. My sister just wanted you to retreat from the difficulties, but you insist on going into troubled waters, so consider yourself unlucky!"

The hunchback said fiercely.

"Your sister...Xiaolan?"

According to Chen Liushu, Xiaolan was an orphan he picked up from the mountains. But the hunchback also said that Xiaolan was his sister.

"What is your relationship with Shen Liushu?"

The movement in the house had been noticed by Ximen Dazhuang outside. He wanted to open the door and rush in, but the seemingly broken wooden door bounced open hard.

The hunchback said with a cruel smile:

"Let your good brother save some effort. The entire house is made of fine steel on the inside, and then it's just covered with a layer of rotten wood on the outside."

Zhao Rang took a deep breath.

Such sophisticated preparations were definitely not used to deal with him. He just happened to catch up and rushed into some planned big event. If he wanted to figure out the root of all this, the hunchback in front of him was probably the only breakthrough.

Zhao Rang calmed down and determined to capture him alive. Even if he cut off half of his tongue, he still wanted to find out the truth from his mouth.

Unexpectedly, the hunchback was even more anxious than Zhao Rang. He centered on his good leg, slightly bent his knees, and drove his whole body to spin rapidly again, then jumped up on the spot and slammed down towards Zhao Rang.

The blade of the knife in Zhao Rang's hand was already chipped. In desperation, he had no choice but to hold the knife with both hands and use the back of the knife to block the hunchback's fall.

The hunchback pressed down on the mountain at such a fast speed, and his strength was more than a thousand catties!
To be continued...