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Chapter 165 The coffin shop (subscription for the fourth update)

Under the leadership of Youhun, the four walked out of Qiqiao Town as if nothing happened.

Fortunately, there is no one on the street now, otherwise the actions of the four of them would be really suspicious.

Out of Qiqiao Town from the other end, Wandering Soul said to the three of them: "Let's change up a little bit, and then go in."

Qin Shuang nodded in agreement, and the four changed their outfits.

Wandering Soul's full job is to gather information, so it is very easy for him to disguise himself. Even if he does not prepare the required materials, he can do well by collecting materials locally.

Soon, the four of them completely changed their appearance, because the things are limited, the appearance cannot be changed, but the clothes and so on are different from before.

Qin Shuang had never been out with Wandering Soul before. Although she knew he had this ability, she had never seen him use it with her own eyes. When she saw it today, she was really surprised.

Fang Leitai and Jiang Dongliu also praised them again and again. If you don't look at their faces, you really can't tell the difference between them and just now, and you can't recognize their identities.

After finishing all this, Youhun said, "My lord, let's go in."

The four of them entered Qiqiao Town from here again, and the horses stayed outside and tied up.

This time Fang Leitai finally saw the coffin shop, he seemed a little disbelieving, and said, "Your Messenger, this is really the address of Tsingyi Building's branch? If you hadn't told me, I wouldn't have believed it even if I was killed! "

This coffin shop is really too inconspicuous. I'm afraid he is the most inconspicuous one on the whole street.

All the shops may be the sub-helm of Tsing Yi Building, but this is the only one that is different.

Wandering Soul explained: "The most unlikely place is often the most likely place. If the sub-helm of Tsing Yi Lou could be guessed so easily, I'm afraid he would have been eradicated by the enemies long ago."

Everyone knows that he is talking about the fake Qingyi Building, but this alone is enough to illustrate the strength of Qingyi Building.

Although it is a counterfeit, it cannot be ignored.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, there is nothing wrong with it. If you can stand in Gyeongju without any real skills, how can you do it?

The coffin shop hadn't opened yet, and it was impossible for the four of them to stand here and wait. Fortunately, the wonton stall was open, and the four of them ran around in the middle of the night, and they were all hungry, so they sat down.

Qin Shuang recalled the matter of Bao Inquiring. No one would have thought that a noodle stall owner who was born and bred in Gyeongju was actually a disciple of the Heavenly Wolf Sect. ?

So Qin Shuang winked at the three of them and shook his head slightly. The three of them understood and said nothing, just waiting for the wontons to come up.

Youhun and Fang Leitai said some ordinary things, if they didn't say anything, it would make others suspicious.

The street gradually became lively, and the four of them had just finished eating wontons when the coffin shop opened.

Only then did Qin Shuang see clearly that after the owner of the coffin shop removed the door panels one by one, a pair of couplets were exposed on both sides.

Qin Shuang smiled, it was really interesting.

Youhun paid for the wontons, and the four went to the coffin shop.

A business like Lao Zhang's actually doesn't need to open so early. Custom-made coffins usually need to be agreed in advance, and even if something happens suddenly, you don't necessarily have to come and buy a coffin in the morning.

But Lao Zhang is a hardworking man, and he has been in this business for decades. Opening the door early every day, and then watching the people passing by on the street is one of his few pleasures.

The sun shines on the pedestrians, making the nearly seventy-year-old Zhang feel the breath of life.

If he wasn't a warrior, he probably wouldn't have a few years to live, so in his limited life, he always wanted to enjoy something more.

Someone advised him to stop working so hard when he was old, and to close the door earlier, so that half his life savings would be enough for him to live on.

He always shakes his head with a smile. Others don't understand that making coffins for others has become a part of his life. Being able to collect corpses for others and let the dead have a peaceful destination is also considered a meritorious thing.

Someone came to order a large coffin the day before yesterday, so he and those guys had to finish it at the time agreed by the other party. In his whole life, Lao Zhang has never missed anyone else's work.

He thinks it is very bad to delay the dead.

As usual, he was about to smoke this stick of tobacco and continue to finish yesterday's work, but suddenly he narrowed his eyes because someone came over.

And there were a lot of people, there were four of them.

Qin Shuang walked into the coffin shop, read out the couplet at the door, and then said with a smile: "Actually, I don't want to come either, but I must come."

Lao Zhang lay still on the rattan chair, his eyes still narrowed, forming a slit, and he didn't know if it was because he was choked by the smoke.

He waved his hand and said to the clerk in the store: "Little Sanzi, greet the guests."

Qin Shuang smiled and said, "My business is too big for him to talk about, so I hope you can talk to me in person."

Lao Zhang finally found out that something was wrong. If the other party really came to buy the coffin, how could he speak in such a tone?

But it is still not sure that the other party is targeting him, so Lao Zhang still did not move. He took a puff of cigarettes, then exhaled the smoke, and said: "No matter how big the business is, the third son can replace me. Several bosses talk to him it's the same."

"I said, he can't talk, you come to talk."

Qin Shuang's tone became a little colder. The coffin shop always had a cold feeling all year round. Although the mistress was used to it, she still felt shuddering at this moment.

Now that Lao Zhang was finally sure that the other party was looking for trouble, he sat up straight and asked, "What business do you want to talk about, Mr. Guest?"

Qin Shuang changed his smile again and said, "When I come to your place, I naturally buy a coffin. Why don't I drink flower wine instead?"

Old Zhang has lived a long time, and he has never seen such a big storm. He also laughed and said, "Yes, yes, it seems that I am old and confused. What kind of coffin do you want to order?"

Qin Shuang said lightly: "You know this better than me, and I don't just want one pair, but three pairs, to hold the corpses of three peak warriors in the Spirit Sea Realm."

As soon as this remark came out, Lao Zhang's face suddenly changed. He immediately stood up, and at the same time handed out the cigarette stick, and quickly stabbed at Qin Shuang's throat.

This tobacco rod is made of refined iron, and the whole body is pitch black. It is used for smoking when it is free, but sometimes it is a tool for killing people!

If the other party actually said such a thing, then he must know his own details, and it is useless to pretend to be a snake. It is better to act first and kill the leader of the other party.

Lao Zhang's idea was good, but he ignored the strength of Qin Shuang and his group. Once he made a move, Qin Shuang didn't need to move at all. Jiang Dongliu behind him shot directly and cut off the cigarette rod with the ice sword up.

(End of this chapter)