I was finally recognized by Mr. Liu and started to work in this coffin shop. In fact, Mr. Liu is very good. If a poor person nearby comes to ask for a thin coffin, Mr. Liu will not accept any money. Please update the fastest time to>

However, Mr. Liu did not teach me any Taoism or illusions, or divination. Instead, he told me stories every day and all kinds of stories about monsters and monsters.

According to Mr. Liu, I am extremely poor in all kinds of talents, so it is better to accumulate some experience for me.

In fact, I also know that the most important thing for a Mr. Yin and Yang is accumulation, and the various ghost stories that Mr. Liu told me are not simply stories. After telling them, he will analyze the characteristics of these ghosts and their weaknesses.

Time flies very quickly, and there is no other activity every day except eating, sleeping and listening to stories. I spent three months in a flash in my coffin shop.

These three months have actually been quite awesome. You don’t have to worry about encountering monsters and monsters like before. After all, with the great god Liu, I guess there are not many monsters and monsters who dare to do whatever they want.

Although I have no monsters and monsters to make trouble in the past three months, I probably know that Mr. Liu’s strength is very terrifying. Not to mention anything else, Mr. Liu will make a fortune four or five times a day, and even if his pipe is gone, he will make a fortune. Where is it?

If ordinary people dare to do this, isn’t this seeking death? Divination is asking about the secret of heaven, and even divination of small things about kittens and dogs will be punished.

Mr. Liu regards divination as divination as drinking water, either he is a slut, and the other possibility is that Mr. Liu has some way to escape the secrets of heaven.

To be honest, I don’t want to believe it will be the latter, because it is no longer an area that ordinary people can reach, but Mr. Liu is actually using the method of divination every day and has not received any punishment.

Of course, I wouldn't be so stupid that I asked Mr. Liu. Mr. Liu would definitely not tell me about that kind of thing.

That day, I was lying on the Grand Master's chair at noon and taking a nap. Mr. Liu went out to find a teahouse to have tea, and he was also very leisurely all day.

My phone suddenly rang, and I became strange. You know, I have basically no one called me in the past three months. When I saw that it was Tayron who called me.

I quickly answered the phone and asked, "Hey, Tayron, why did you remember to call me?"

"Do you still want your graduation certificate? It's the graduation ceremony soon. Where are you? Come back and get your graduation certificate quickly." As soon as Tayron said there, I remembered that by the way, I will graduate soon. Although Brother Xiang and I had already left society, we are interns, so we are still studying in school.

I thought about it and probably wouldn't have any problem asking Mr. Liu for a few days off. I said, "Okay, when? I will definitely come back."

"The day after tomorrow, there will be a graduation party. Come back quickly. I won't say it anymore. I'll graduate soon. There will be five or six drinks tonight. I'll go out to drink with them. I'll read the full text of the Admiral of the Beiyang Navy in the late Qing Dynasty." Tayron hung up the phone after saying that.

I thought about it and closed the door of the coffin shop and ran to the teahouse that Mr. Liu liked to stay the most.

The teahouse where Mr. Liu is located is a storefront, with several Eight Immortals tables inside. On each table are several elderly people sitting, holding pipes, drinking tea, chatting and having fun.

I glanced at him and saw Mr. Liu inside. I ran over and said, "Mr. Liu, my school is about to graduate, I have to go back to get my graduation certificate."

As soon as I spoke, Mr. Liu nodded and said, "Go, go, come back quickly when you finish your work."

I was very happy when I heard Mr. Liu agreeing. In fact, Mr. Liu is more like my master than Wu Jiu. After all, Wu Jiu didn't teach me anything, while Mr. Liu told me these ghost stories every day. In my heart, I also regarded him as my master. If he disagreed, I might not go back.

He quickly said goodbye to Mr. Liu, then ran straight to the station, and the coffin shop had nothing to clean up.

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At six o'clock in the evening, I walked out of the Chongqing bus station and looked at the coming and going of Chongqing. I felt very sighing. Although Pangu Township has the peace of Pangu Township and I lived there leisurely, people like us who are used to living in the city will never adapt to such a life.

"Hey, Taylon, where are you? What? Drink? Get over to eat hot pot, what? There are two dinner parties, I pushed them, and I was in the hot pot restaurant opposite the school, calling Xiaopang." After I said that, I hung up the phone.

By the way, since I graduated, Brother Xiang must have come back too. I quickly took out my cell phone and called Brother Xiang. Brother Xiang quickly answered the phone and asked me as soon as I answered the phone: "Where are you? Wu Jiu didn't let me call you, where did you go to make a duck?"

"You've just made a duck, get out of here. I've already returned to Chongqing. Where are you?"

Wu Jiu didn't ask Brother Xiang to call me, probably because he was afraid of affecting me to learn Taoism from Mr. Liu.

Brother Xiang said without any politeness: "I just arrived at the school and was in the dormitory. Why? I want to treat me to a meal?"

"The hot pot restaurant opposite the school, hurry up, you have no food if you come late." After that, I hung up the phone, and then hired a taxi to the hot pot restaurant opposite the school.

It was already half an hour later when I arrived at the He Hotpot Restaurant. Brother Xiang and Taelong were already in a private room on the second floor. I pushed the door and walked in and saw that Han Sifan was there too.

Han Sifan actually wore a white dress, and he looked very ladylike.

There were only three of them inside, not outsiders. I found a chair and sat down. After looking at it, they had already started eating. I quickly picked up two pieces of old meat and threw them into my mouth. It was so good that there was no hot pot at all in Mr. Liu.

"Slow down, it's like I've never eaten meat." Han Sifan was closest to me, and he poured me a glass of water. It was so spicy that I fell off, but the more spicy the more comfortable it was.

I nodded and looked at it. It seemed that someone was missing. I asked, "Hey, where is the little fat man? Didn't he call him?"

Unexpectedly, when I mentioned Xiaopang, the faces of the three of them changed. I asked strangely: "What? Could it be that he is still glorious?"

Glory means dead.

"It's a glorious thing, don't mention that grandson, bastard." Brother Xiang said as he threw his chopsticks and said angrily.

When I saw them like this, I frowned and asked, "What's wrong? Isn't it okay if you have some conflicts and drink some wine?"

Brother Xiang said, "Huizi, that's it."
Chapter completed!