Power Instructor

The three of Lu Xiangying looked at the old man, a little frightened. Lu Xiangying walked to Ling Chi and asked cautiously, "Brother-in-law, what is going on? Is this the old man who cheated the corpse in the coffin? He, he still Alive?"

"Alive."

Ling Chi nodded, coughed, and said awkwardly: "Don't talk nonsense, this senior is the boss of this coffin shop, but... it's just that his hobby may be special, he likes to sleep in the coffin."

Lu Xiang stuck out his tongue and did not dare to speak.

Is sleeping in a coffin special? That's almost all perverted, okay? Of course, Lu Xiangying was also shocked by the aggressive momentum exuding from the old man at this time, so he did not dare to say it at this time.

Ling Chi touched the tip of his nose, and then said to the old man: "Old man, I didn't expect you to be a master. You can really lie."

"Liar?"

The old man snorted and said, "When did I lie? Did I say that I'm not a master?"

"It doesn't seem to have been said before."

"Isn't this what it is?"

The old man rolled his eyes, then glanced across Ling Chi's people, and then said, "Let's go, go inside and have a drink of tea."

"what?"

Ling Chi and the others were immediately depressed. Ling Chi also felt that this old man might still be a hidden master. As for how strong he is, I don’t know how strong it is. Anyway, at least he should be better than himself, so this old man probably wouldn’t sell this shop anymore. He couldn't be tough, so he had actually given up this plan in his heart.

But the three women Lu Xiangying were very depressed, and they went into the coffin shop to drink tea. What was going on?

Ling Chi coughed and said, "Old elders, it doesn't matter if you drink tea or something, you still have things to deal with, so we won't bother you."

"What? You're going to pat your **** away like this when you got into trouble?" The old man looked frosty.

"Ahem~~"

Ling Chi coughed again and again, and then said dumbfounded: "Old man, we should be reasonable? Why is this what caused you? You beat the man, and you said you want to see the barbarians. What does it have to do with me?"

"They came here, they were here for your business, didn't they?"

"I……"

"Of course, you don't want to care about this matter. You can pat your buttocks. Once you leave, I won't sell them when they come to buy you coffins. I can give them directly."

"..."

Ling Chi was completely depressed. Did he offend this hidden expert like this for no reason?

With Ling Chi's attitude of provoking troubles, he didn't care about one more enemy, but the problem was that one more such a hidden expert to be an enemy was really big.

So, Ling Chi nodded and said, "Well, the kindness is hard to be discouraged. The younger generation will cheekily ask the older generation for your cup of tea."

Then turned to Lu Xiangying and the others and said, "If you are afraid, go back to Xingyu Pavilion first. I'll go back later."

"Who, who said we were afraid?" Lu Xiang said stubbornly, "Isn't it just the coffin shop, and it's not the Yizhuang? I'm not afraid."

"Oh?"

Ling Chi smiled and looked at Su Muqing. Of course, with Su Muqing's temperament, she would definitely not leave at this time, so Ling Chi didn't ask her, but turned to Linger and asked, "Linger, where are you?"

Ling'er smiled faintly, "Where the young master goes, I will follow."

"Well, let's go have tea."

At the moment, Ling Chi and a few people followed the old man in, but the old man did not let Ling Chi and others drink tea directly in the coffin shop, but took them directly through the coffin shop, and they knew that the coffin was originally. There is a small courtyard behind the shop, which is different from the eerie atmosphere of the coffin shop in front. It is obviously a very suitable place to live.

As a result, Lu Xiangying breathed a sigh of relief.

The old man entertained everyone in a small thatched pavilion in the yard. The old man personally made tea with charcoal fire. Not to mention whether the tea will taste good, just watch the old man make tea and make tea. The tea process is pleasing enough.

Of course, if you smell the tea, everyone can be sure that the old man's tea is not bad.

No, when everyone drank the first sip of tea, they all said "Ah" at the same time. This is not a surprise, but a sigh. They didn't expect this old man to have such a good tea. This strong fragrance fills the mouth, then slips to the throat, and then into the stomach. This process is a kind of enjoyment.

Ling Chi couldn't help but asked curiously, "Old man, what kind of tea is this? It's so delicious."

"This is the fragrance of the coffin," the old man replied.

"Ok?"

In an instant, several women stared at the old man in a daze, the coffin fragrant? This name sounds a bit disgusting. There is nothing wrong with this tea, right?

The old man continued: "The new tea trees for these teas all grow from the rotting coffin, so they are called coffin incense."

"puff!"

In an instant, all three women sprayed, growing out of the rotting coffin? Does that include rotting corpses? Is this too disgusting? They even wanted to deduct the tea they had just drunk in.

But Ling Chi drank three cups of tea in a row, and then sighed: "Yes, this tastes too good, senior, can you send me some tea?"

"Huh~~"

The three women looked at Ling Chi with contempt. Isn't this guy too heavy? Lu Xiangying couldn't help asking, "Brother-in-law, don't you feel sick?"

"Disgusting?"

Ling Chi asked back, and then said: "In fact, some of the vegetables we usually eat and some are watered with feces, don't you feel sick when you eat them in your mouth?"

"Oh~~"

In an instant, the three women all made a vomiting action. At this moment, they didn't want to dig out the tea, they were anxious to vomit out anything in their stomachs.

Can this guy be sicker?

Compared with the three women, Ling Chi and the old man were much calmer. They were still talking and laughing at this time, and seemed not to care at all.

Facing Ling Chi's "pleasure", the old man was unmoved, but said calmly, "I don't give away the tea, but the coffin in my shop can be given away, do you want it?"

"Ahem~~"

Ling Chi coughed awkwardly, and then hurriedly said, "Forget the coffin, I can't use it."

"Sooner or later it will be used."

"That's not necessarily true." Ling Chi shook his head and said, "The cultivator is a journey against the sky. Maybe when I fail to overcome the tribulation, it will be turned into fly ash, and it will take a coffin. What's the use?"

"Oh?"

The old man looked at Ling Chi with a little surprise, as if he felt a little surprised that a young man of this age had shown such a life-and-death look, but he did not speak, but continued to drink tea.

Ling Chi then changed the subject and asked, "Old man, we have all had tea together, I don't know your name yet."

"My name is Xing." The old man replied.

"punishment?"

Ling Chi paused, "Just one word?"

"That's right." The old man nodded, "Of course, those people who have known me call me Xing old man. I don't know how old I have lived. This old man is also suitable for me."

"..."