"Brother Su, I'm a coffin shop. How can I help you? Don't joke with me."

Hearing Su Chen's words, Wang Huizhong was stunned for a moment, and then replied with a wry smile. He originally wanted to say "Can you buy a coffin too?", but then he felt that this sentence was a bit inappropriate, so he didn't say it.

Su Wang smiled slightly and said, "I came to the coffin shop, so I naturally wanted to buy a coffin."

"Buy a coffin? Someone from Brother Su's family left?"

"No, my coffin is different from an ordinary coffin. It requires some special requirements. You can see if it can be built first."

Su Chen took out a drawing from his pocket and handed it to Wang Huizhong. Wang Huizhong was a little confused. Isn’t the coffin all the same? At most, there are some differences in size. What can be different?

"You...you are crafts."

However, after Wang Huizhong finished looking at the drawings, his expression completely changed. Looking at the exquisite coffin pattern on the drawings, it was like those classical furniture. Is this kind of coffin sure used by the dead?

Now unlike in ancient times, there were luxury tombs built by dignitaries and nobles in ancient times. Nowadays, the graves are dug a pit and placed and buried directly, making the flowers so fancy is useless.

"Well, I'm recently studying ancient tombs. The coffin drawings are the coffin design drawings of an ancient nobleman. I plan to imitate this one for research." Su Chen found a reason to explain.

"Oh yes, you said you were a college student and a history department. You are quite a bit off-the-school study. This way... I called my dad and sent him the drawings. The coffin shop was mainly managed by my dad. During this period, my dad was a little busy with a job, so I helped to check out the store."

Wang Huizhong picked up his mobile phone and took a few photos of the drawings, then opened WeChat and sent it to his father. He also called his father so that his father would not be able to check the WeChat as soon as possible.

"My dad is probably watching it now. Can he build it? I will reply later. Let's sit down first."

Wang Huizhong brought a chair for Su Chen, but just after he put it down, the ringtone came from his phone. Looking at the call number, Wang Huizhong smiled at Su Chen and said, "My father's call."

"Hey, dad, how about this coffin...ah...what...good...good, I know...well, don't worry, I will."

After hanging up the phone, the smile on Wang Huizhong's face disappeared, and the look at Su Chen was also strange. After hesitating for a few seconds, he said: "Brother Su, my dad said he wanted to see you and wanted you to go to our house. I don't know if you want it."

Hearing Wang Huizhong's words, a thoughtful look flashed in Su Chen's eyes. After a while, nodded and replied: "Yes."

"Okay, I'll take you there now, it's not very far away. Wait until I close the store door and let's go through the back door."

After spending a few minutes to close the door, Wang Huizhong took Su Chen out of the back door, walked out of the street, crossed several streets, and finally appeared in a street in the LC area.

"Here, my dad is here."

"Isn't this your house?" Su Chen frowned and asked, looking at the house that was obviously not like a residence, but rather a little similar to a ancestral hall.

"Well, this was the ancestral hall in our village before. Later, the ancestral hall was changed, and my father bought it here. This coffin requires a spacious place, and it has a bad impact on neighbors at home."

Wang Huizhong explained a few words, but he was also a little puzzled. If his father wanted to see Brother Su, he could meet him at home. There was no need to take a turn to come here. However, this was what his father told Wan to explain on the phone, so he could only do it.

"So that's the case, let's go in."

After looking at a talisman that was directly above the door and two stones on both sides of the door, Su Chen's mouth raised slightly. He probably guessed why Wang Huizhong's father had made an appointment to meet him here.

"Dad, we're here."

The door was open, and Wang Huizhong shouted after stepping into the threshold, and Su Chen followed closely behind, and his eyes immediately looked at everything inside.

The entire house is about 200 square meters. There are some coffin boards on both walls, and there are many woods placed under the corner of the wall on the right. There is a scented platform on the top of the front, with an axe and a ruler on it.

Under the incense stage, a middle-aged man stood there just finished the incense, inserted the incense into the incense burner, turned around and turned around, and his eyes fell on Su Chen at the first time.

The two looked at each other and Su Chen smiled slightly at each other. This person is Wang Huizhong's father.

Wang Mingcheng looked at Su Chen, as if he was about to see through Su Chen. He looked for ten seconds before he looked away, and then turned his head to look at the axe and wooden ruler placed on the incense table behind him.

"Dad, this is Brother Su, Brother Su, this is my dad who has been fighting a coffin for a lifetime. My dad's skills in creating coffins are the most famous in our country."

"Hui Zhong, go home first. Your mother just called and asked you to come over and help."

"Oh, then I'll go back first."

When Wang Huizhong heard that his mother had something to look for him, he didn't delay and turned around and left. To be honest, he didn't want to stay in this place because the yin energy was so heavy.

"Brother Su, the drawings of your coffin are extraordinary. I wonder where Brother Su got the drawings?" Seeing his son leaving, Wang Mingcheng asked Su Chen.

Su Chen was not surprised at Wang Mingcheng's inquiry at all and replied: "I saw it in a certain ancient book, and I plan to study it."

"Research? Why didn't Brother Su open the skylight and say it's no exaggeration to say that the only one in the city can build this coffin. If Brother Su is unwilling to tell the truth, then I will not accept this business."

"Boss Wang said this. Could it be that there is something wrong with my coffin?" Su Chen asked back.

Wang Mingcheng looked at Su Chen a few deep eyes, and then replied for a while: "No matter whether you really don't know the function of this coffin, I will just pretend that you don't know. This kind of coffin is called the Yin Coffin. Using this kind of coffin to bury the deceased, not only will the deceased rest, but will make the deceased uneasy."

When Su Chen heard Wang Mingcheng talk about the Yin-gathering Coffin, his pupils contracted, but then he returned to normal, waiting for the other party’s following.

"A person is buried after death, and the corpse is originally filled with yin energy. The corpse is in the Yin-Clustered coffin, and the yin energy does not disperse. The final result is that the corpse absorbs too much yin energy and causes the corpse to transform, and finally turns into a zombie and exits the coffin, causing the disaster to the side."

"From Huizhong's mouth, I know you know a little bit of Yin Yang Xuan's words, I don't believe you don't know the Yin-Clustering Coffin. If the ancestor hadn't responded, I would have driven you out long ago, so don't pretend for me. What is the purpose of this Yin-Clustering Coffin?"

Feeling Wang Mingcheng's firm attitude, Su Chen sighed in his heart, knowing that the other party could not believe the excuse he had made casually, but the Yin-gathering coffin was very important to him and he had to get it.

"Okay, since Boss Wang is so honest, I won't hide it anymore. Boss Wang, you only talked about the disadvantages of the Yin-Clustering Coffin, but you forgot one thing, that is, there is no absolute good or bad in this world. The existence of every thing must have its own reason. The Yin-Clustering Coffin will cause corpses to change, but it can also be used to harmonize Yin-Yang. In some places, the Yang-Clustering Coffin is too strong, and the Yin-Clustering Coffin can just offset the excessive Yang-Clustering Category and achieve a balance."

When Wang Mingcheng heard Su Chen's answer, he looked surprised on his face and asked, "Are you a local master?"

Earth Master, which is another term for the so-called Feng Shui Master, is called Feng Shui Master, and those who know how to do it are called Earth Master.

The reason why Wang Mingcheng asked this is because he has also dealt with many local masters. After all, everyone belongs to the one-stop funeral service industry chain, and it is normal to recommend each other to take care of their business.

He once heard from a local master that there are fewer and fewer treasure land now. After all, after thousands of years of history and culture, all the good places have been occupied. Most of the remaining places have flaws and need to be artificially reconciled in the later stage.

For example, some treasure lands, water and mountains in front and back are excellent, both in the direction and in the mountain direction, but due to the landform, they are in the Qian position in the direction. If the yang energy is too strong, it will not help the deceased to sleep forever. At this time, the earth master needs to find a way to mediate.

"The ancestors were born in geography." Su Chen replied lightly.

"If you are a territorial master and build the Yin-Gathering Coffin to harmonize Yin and Yang, then I can take this order, but how do you prove it?"

Facing Wang Mingcheng's questioning, Su Chen smiled faintly and asked, "Boss Wang, there are rules for everything. Don't Boss Wang know about these rules?"

"Haha, I just tried you, now I believe you are a land master."

When Su Chen asked him not to understand the rules, Wang Mingcheng not only did not get angry but smiled happily. He was asking this just now, really trying to test whether Su Chen was really a land master.

There are rules for each line, and the same is true for this line of the earth master. When each earth master is looking for a treasure land for his employer, he shall not disclose the location of the treasure land to anyone except the employer.

So Wang Mingcheng just asked Su Chen how to prove that if Su Chen really told the location and terrain of the mortal house, he would suspect that Su Chen was a fake earth master.

Of course, Wang Mingcheng would finally agree, and another important point is that after Su Chen stepped into the threshold, there was no change in the axe and wooden ruler worshipped in the incense table.

This axe and wooden ruler were handed down from their royal family for generations and have been worshipped. Generally, evil spirits dare not approach it. Even those who are not upright in their minds and have evil spirits will also be affected.

"Little brother, I've accepted this order. Let's talk about the price now."

The smile on Wang Mingcheng's face suddenly became smarter, and seeing this smile, Su Chen had a bad premonition from the bottom of his heart.
Chapter completed!