After Li Wei's words fell, the coffin maker suddenly changed.

Everyone's back hair was upside down and their scalp became numb.

A feeling like an electric shock instantly spread throughout the body.

Fear, fear, horror, disgust... No one can tell what it feels like. At this moment, all the ninjas stared at the coffin maker blankly, opened their mouths wide, and stood there on the spot.

I saw the wood tumors on the coffin maker's body shattering one after another, and the smelly yellow-green juice flowed down like a waterfall.

Under the thick juice, white Yin coins grew out of the flesh and blood, like a layer of Yin Quan scales.

The coffin roared in pain, the madness in his eyes became more and more intense, and his hands turned into strange claws, scratching randomly.

The yin coins on the skin fell one by one.

Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding!

When the Yinqian scale fell to the ground, a metal-like collision sound occurred. After a while, it fell to the ground, rolled on the ground, and accumulated into a coffin composed of Yinqian scales.

This is not over yet!

When the Yinqian scales continued to fall and fell into the coffin, countless green tree buds also grew out of the thick juice.

They are rooted in the flesh and blood of the coffin maker, and are derived from the directions of his five senses, seven orifices, binocular navels, etc.

Tree buds grow. When the numerous buds almost completely cover the coffin maker, the yin money scales suddenly stop growing.

Then all the Yin Money Scale fell from his body and fell into the coffin composed of Yin Money Scale.

When looking at the expression in the coffin maker's eyes, all the madness gradually faded away, and only those tree buds grew more and more densely.

"What a deafening speech. Two departments and one department is power, and power! Money and all truths must be surrendered to power!"

"Awesome, your methods have helped Liu Qier get rid of the money pollution of the money worship religion."

Grandma Jiang took the lead in coming back to her senses from the surprise of the coffin maker, and her eyes were filled with admiration when she looked at Li Wei.

Then, she looked at the coffin maker again, saw his facial features covered with tree buds, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Liu Qier, how do you feel now?"

This time, the coffin maker did not let everyone wait for a long time. As Grandma Jiang's words had just fallen, he heard him say with a wry smile: "Mother-in-law, I'm fine, at least much better than just now. This Lord Li... He helped me get rid of the pollution of the Money Queen and return to my rationality."

Speaking of this, the coffin maker paused, raised his hands tremblingly, looked at his current horrifying appearance, and finally sighed and continued: "But my traits have also exploded completely, and I don't have much time left."

Grandma Jiang didn't say anything when she heard this. She shook her head and sighed. She couldn't tell whether she was sad or relieved in her expression.

Perhaps in her opinion, the coffin maker was not completely crazy because of pollution. As it is now, even if he dies, it may be decent.

She was silent for a moment before asking again: "Have you seen the truth you are looking for?"

The coffin maker shook his head, and the tree buds covered with his cheeks were trembling, as if he was smiling bitterly: "No. I thought those were the truths in Lu Ban's book. But in fact they were just pollution brought to me by the Money Queen."

"Those false truths are integrated into the knowledge and information of the Money Queen. The more I read this knowledge, the more serious the pollution will be. If it weren't for Lord Li's help, maybe I would have been a slave to money now."

"What I am pursuing may be just a flash in the pan, just fishing for the moon in the water. Is it really wrong to pursue the truth?"

The coffin maker murmured to himself, his voice full of sorrow.

His words silenced everyone. Everyone could imagine the bitterness in the coffin maker's heart at this moment. The truth that he had been pursuing for a long time was just a dream, and there was a deadly toxin hidden in the extremely sweet dream.

It's so sad that these toxins have fallen to this point.

As the coffin maker said, is it really wrong to pursue the truth?

Li Wei shook his head, looked at the coffin maker, looked at the pitiful suitor of truth, and said with great serious expression:

"It is not wrong for you to pursue the truth itself. The reason why truth is truth is not because of its right or wrong!"

"And the mistake is that the knowledge that contains the truth contains the power of taboos. The root of all original sin is that our power is not strong enough! It is not enough to support us in pursuing the truth."

"Liu Qier, this is your original sin and your biggest mistake. When you are so weak, you will rashly pursue the truth. Have you ever imagined that your own power carries the power contained in the truth you are pursuing?"

Li Wei's words silenced the coffin maker again. It took him a long time to raise his head and look at Li Wei with complexity.

Your remarks do sound quite high-end. But no matter how you hear them...what!

"If I had you... so heartless, I probably wouldn't have fallen to this point now."

Grandma Jiang shook her head and walked up to her. She looked at the tree buds on the coffin maker's body. They began to gradually speed up their growth. She looked at the huge black chains that kept pulling behind him, and her eyes finally fell into the rolling magma behind her.

"The wood soul on your body has completely taken root and sprouted, and its traits exploded. And those things...what are you going to do?"

Grandma Jiang's words were a bit ambiguous, but the coffin maker seemed to have completely understood: "In the past, I used to use them as coffins, but today they used me as their tomb. Perhaps this is the cycle of cause and effect. My mother-in-law doesn't have to worry about it. It is my blessing to be able to withstand this wave of impact. If I can't resist... I'd better ask my mother-in-law to bury my spirit card directly in the coffin I've already made."

Every coffin maker will create a coffin of satisfaction for himself early and bury them in the coffin he has made. It is also the greatest honor and respect for every coffin maker.

"As for those things..." The coffin maker looked at the boiling magma behind him, feeling the force gradually coming from the chains, and his expression was extremely solemn: "Mother-in-law...these things are already a little impatient. I don't have much to say, they will sense them."

"Mother-in-law...them..." Before the words were finished, the huge chain suddenly pulled back, and the powerful force directly dragged the coffin maker's body toward the magma.

"Mother-in-law...'it' is coming! They have already felt the power of 'it'. They are afraid, and they are afraid anymore. Leave here, mother-in-law, don't..."

Boom!

A bolt from the blue, countless cold winds blew up, and the magma boiled directly, as if to stop the coffin maker's words.

The buds on his body withered because of fear.

At this moment, the entire body of the coffin maker had already entered the magma, leaving only half of his head exposed.

The coffin maker sighed, as if he knew that those things would never let him continue talking.

He looked at Grandma Jiang, and suddenly Zhan Yan smiled, as if he was saying goodbye, saying, "Mother-in-law, I hope one day I can drink the soup you cooked by yourself."

"Remember to put my spiritual position in my coffin!"

"Finally, be careful of the people around you!"
Chapter completed!