Jiayou fun things

Chapter 22 The Evil Man
Lao He hid at the door of a jewelry store, using the store's pillars to hide his figure.

In these two streets and one alley, Lao He and the other guards are all familiar faces on the streets. They have been wandering on the streets for many years, and many people from the shops know him.

Therefore, he cannot appear in front of the people in the two coffin shops.

Lu Yan stood under the signboard of Fuyin's descendants alone, and looked into the shop with more than half of the doors closed.

As mentioned earlier, the two coffin shops have large facades, and the shops are very spacious.

Layers of wooden shelves are neatly arranged in the storefront, and dozens of coffins are stacked on them.Some of the coffins were painted black, while others were still in the color of logs.

The Fuyin Descendants is a medium and low-end business. It can be seen that the materials used in these coffins are common pine wood and other wood, with a few slightly higher-end willow coffins.

Through the half-opened and half-closed lids of the coffins, it can be seen that the materials used in these coffins are really touching.

The thickest willow coffin that Lu Hao has seen, the coffin board is less than two inches thick, and there are several pine coffins placed on the side. The large log and the coffin board are less than an inch thick.

Coffins took up most of the shop area. Under the dim lights, a thin old man in a light blue brocade robe and a grizzly bear skin cloak was shivering and asking a few people sitting at the square table to eat. man.

"Hey, you have the cheapest and thinnest coffin here, order three, and send me to the Sijifang now."

Beside the skinny old man, stood two slender middle-aged men.

The two middle-aged men were dressed in thin clothes, wearing white snow-like robes with arrow sleeves, white belts, and white boots. The buns on their heads were also white, and three small silver sword-shaped hairs were inserted into the buns. hairpin.

They wore swords around their waists, the scabbard skin was also white shark skin, and the sword handle was wrapped in white silk, which was also pale.

Their temperament is also cold, which makes people stay away.

In the middle of the night, when Lu Yan met such two goods in the coffin shop, Lu Yu suddenly felt a chill in his heart when he saw them.

With a cough, a tall, thin middle-aged man with a dog-skin hat and a light-brown copper-money-patterned satin gown with slightly dark skin walked out from a small door behind the coffin shop.

"It's New Year's Eve, the man has died? Hey, condolences, condolences."

The few guys sitting at the square table stood up and bowed to the tall and thin man expressionlessly: "The shopkeeper."

On the road across the street, a tall and thin middle-aged man stuck his head out and shouted in a strange voice: "Ouch, is it open? This guest officer, come here. Let me take a look at the Ping An? I have the best longevity materials made of rare wood shipped from the south, six-inch boards, eight-inch boards, and top-quality boards with a thickness of one foot and two inches."

"Golden nanmu, sandalwood, huanghuali, all kinds of good materials, everything!"

"Your old man is dead and sleeping in our family's longevity material is called a dignified sight!"

The shopkeeper of Fuyin Descendants rushed to the door of the store with two steps, almost hitting Lu Ru, he did not apologize to Lu Ru, but pointed at the shopkeeper opposite and cursed: "An Laokou, I didn't do this without you. Business... Where's the dead old man in your family's New Year's Eve, ahhhhh!"

A mouthful of spit spit on the ground, and the shopkeeper of the Fuyin Descendants account narrowed his eyes and looked up and down at Lu Yan: "This son, someone in your family has left? Hey, can you choose a longevity material? Or, Ready to order a bite at our house? Sooner or later, it will come in handy!"

Lu Yan shuddered, and he laughed dryly: "Hey, look, look, I just, look!"

The shopkeeper of Fuyin Descendants twitched the corners of his mouth, revealing a stiff smile: "Look at it, take a look, which one do you like, tell us, we have pine wood, poplar wood, willow wood here. , jujube wood, all kinds of materials are available, and it is a time-honored brand for hundreds of years, and the craftsmanship of the master is very exquisite."

Before the shopkeeper's words were finished, the skinny old man in the store had already shouted: "The shopkeeper, you don't do business, why are you arguing with that kid? Hurry up, three thin-skin coffins, the cheapest, use them in a hurry. ."

A man in white next to the skinny old man, with his left hand on the handle of the sword, walked silently to the door of the coffin shop, staring at Lu Ruan.

The shopkeeper laughed dryly, looked at Lu Ru, turned around and walked to the skinny old man's side: "The cheapest? Are you sure? Tsk, life's major events are nothing but life and death. This person's death is a major event, and it always has to be Let him walk comfortably and sleep soundly, right? Why don't you take a look at this ash coffin?"

The shopkeeper said loudly: "Look, the two-inch-thick board is a solid piece of wood, not a groceries made of wooden strips. This is the first sale of our family in the new year. It's cheaper for you, the original price. One bite is twenty, and we will charge you a cost, only twelve, how about it?"

The skinny old man sneered and pointed at the coffins made of pine slats in the corner of the shop: "Stop talking, just the three, don't need to be painted, send me to Sijifang Qifangyuan, hurry up of."

Lu Rui, with his hands in his sleeves, stood at the door of the coffin shop, smiling and watching the skinny old man and the shopkeeper's noise.

The snow-white man stared at Lu Yan coldly and looked at it again and again. After a while, he found that Lu Yan didn't seem to respond to his intimidating gaze. He took a step and blocked Lu Yan's gaze. .

"Friend, it's a bit lively and not good-looking."

"This kind of dead body, where should you go?"

Shopkeeper An across the street stared straight at him with a stiff smile.

Behind him, a few guys poked their heads and looked over here.

Lu Lu stretched out his hand and pushed hard on the chest of the man in white. He smiled and said, "What is it? What is it? I asked the boss to order a coffin, you still don't allow people to do business? Three people, what is there to see?"

The face of the man in white became extremely gloomy.

Standing in the shadow in front of the shop next door, Lao He raised his brows sharply.

New Year's Eve, whose family died three people in a row?
Dead people only use the cheapest thin-skin coffins?
Because of the angle, he could only hear the conversation between Lu Yan and the man in white, but he couldn't see the appearance of the man in white.Itching in his heart, he stuck his head out subconsciously and tried his best to look in front of the door of the Fuyin Descendants.

At the door of the All the Way Safe, the shopkeeper An and a few guys seemed to have some kind of induction. They turned their heads at the same time, and stared at Lao He with the dim red light.

There was a smile on the stiff face of the shopkeeper An: "Oh, isn't this Master He, the guardian of the palace? Your family is dead too? Are you here to buy a coffin? Okay, here's a good bite for you."

Shopkeeper An stretched out his hand and waved at Old He again and again: "Come on, come on, come to our Ping An! The Fuyin on the opposite side, their coffin is not worthy of a big man like you, Lord He!"

Under the pale blood-colored light, Shopkeeper An stretched out his hand and beckoned to him again and again. The cold 'Come on, come on' made Lao He get goosebumps all over his body - it's too unlucky for a New Year's Eve!
Especially the last sentence, I almost vomited blood from Lao He Qi.

What does it mean, 'not worthy of a big man like you, Lord He'?
He didn't come to buy a coffin, and even if he bought a coffin, it wasn't for himself?
But Xingzang had already been revealed, and with a gloomy face, Old He walked out of the shadows, pointed at Shopkeeper An, turned and walked slowly towards the brightly lit street in the distance.

Shopkeeper An looked at the back of Lao He slowly leaving, and suddenly took a deep breath silently.

His face suddenly turned pale, and his lips suddenly turned blue-gray. Then, under the pale skin, traces of blue-green blood vessels were exposed, making his face extremely sinister.

Lu Yan pushed the man in white on the chest with a palm, and the man in white remained motionless.

He raised his chin proudly and squinted at Lu Rui.

In the Fuyin Descendants number, the skinny old man shouted dryly: "Just those three cheap skins, there is a coffin for them to be buried, it is already the grace of the Lord's family, just these three, don't talk about it. What's the price? For the first sale of the New Year, you have to give me a preferential price!"

The shopkeeper sighed and muttered to the skinny old man: "Okay, three cheapest thin-skin coffins, tsk."

"For the New Year's Eve, I'll give you the cost price for the first sale of the new year. For these three coffins, you can give [-] yuan in one bite."

"Hey, you still have to choose three sets of shrouds. You have already bought the coffins. This shroud is not worth much, is it?"

"Our family's shrouds also have cheap ones made of coarse cloth. A set will cost you fifty cents. What do you think of the price?"

"Hey, are the three in your family male or female? The style of this shroud is still different for males and females. What size are these shoes? Tell me, and I will match you a set?"

The skinny old man waved his hand impatiently: "All three are women, hurry up."

In the coffin shop, the shopkeeper, the man, and a few sturdy men who came out of the backyard and were about to help carry the coffin, their movements froze at the same time, and they all glanced at the skinny old man.

The shopkeeper coughed dryly, his lips turned slightly blue, and said dryly: "This woman's shroud is also very particular, old people and young people can't mix, the customs of our day, you are an old man, you understand. These funeral objects are in the wrong format, which is not good for future generations, and it is not good for the main family!"

The skinny old man frowned, pondered for a while, and said dryly: "Three yellow-haired girls, fourteen or fifteen years old. You are a connoisseur, you are right, you have finished the shroud, shoes, etc. Well, the coffin. Here, put some more money on the road and let them die early and reincarnate!"

At the door, Lu Yan looked at the man in white standing in the way, shook his head, turned around and left.

At the door of the coffin shop opposite, the eyes of shopkeeper An and a few guys fell directly on Lu Yan's back.

Afterwards, the shopkeeper An laughed dryly: "Close the door, close the door, tsk, seeing the good luck of the new year, the opening and making a fortune, I feel very uncomfortable. Close the door, close the door, and see if we can have a good deal tomorrow."

Suddenly, the shopkeeper An shouted at Lu Chu's back: "Young man, order a good longevity material? I don't know when it will be used?"

Almost at the same time as Lu Yan turned to leave, a hoarse voice sounded in the dark room with a red lantern in the backyard of the Ping An All the Way backyard.

"Someone came to buy a coffin for a young woman. I'm afraid it's the one we're looking for. In addition, there are people in the palace guard spying."

A low gasp sounded.

"The ghost girl is cutting the karma, breaking the cause and effect, just next door... Let her kill the palace guard, and then..."

"Hehe, it's our chance to dedicate ourselves to the ghost mother and achieve the body of a real ghost."

"Wait, would you like to share this supreme opportunity with me?"

(End of this chapter)