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Second Master Lin let the others stand up and try to lift it.

The result, as he had expected, was that the coffin seemed to grow in the ground, unmoving.

At this moment, the village chief was a little embarrassed. He went straight to the point and asked the Second Master Lin, when would the funeral of Steamed Bun be resolved? The Village Head's face was livid, he did not finish his words.

I know very well that the last thing he'll say is that if it doesn't work out, I'm going to ask you a question.

Since the Second Master Lin was being shrewd, he naturally understood. He thought for a moment. How about this, give me one night's time, then I'll give you an answer in the morning.

The village chief asked, ”Then what about the coffin?” Just like that?

The Second Master Lin said that he had found someone to take turns keeping watch, and would stand guard here.

The Village Head then said, ”I will believe you one last time!”

With that, he patted the dirt on his butt and left with a dark face.

Second Master Lin looked at the Eight Immortals and told them that it would be tough for them to stay here for one day.

From the looks of it, the Eight Immortals were in a difficult situation.

But I could guess that they were having an intense mental struggle.

It was for the ”dividends” of the tourism industry.

In the end, the brothers gritted their teeth. Fine, this thing is done.

Second Master Lin stopped when he saw the situation, and said that that was right! I'm just an old man, otherwise I would definitely be with you.

The other three Eight Immortals shook their heads helplessly.

Second Master Lin brought me back to prepare something, get me some paper money, and then burn some paper for him.

On the way, I asked him how long Steamed Bun was going to keep causing trouble.

The Second Master Lin said that he still had some unfulfilled wishes. Otherwise, he wouldn't be making such a ruckus. If he wanted to send Steamed Bun away smoothly, he would have to find his ”knot in his heart”.

Second Master Lin told me to pack my stuff and quickly go home. The things here have nothing to do with me.

I nodded, then called home and told them I was coming home tomorrow.

I wanted to settle the matter of my work visa once I got home, then fly back to Baroda.

When I eat dinner at Second Master Lin's home at night, they prepare a table of food for me. Second Master Lin advised me to not touch any of those things when I return to India.

I nodded and didn't say anything.

After dinner, I went to sleep early in the evening. I let go of all distractions in my heart and naturally fell asleep very quickly.

After sleeping for an unknown period of time, I was awoken by a noise. I opened my eyes and listened carefully. The noise came from outside. I put on my clothes and rushed out.

When he came outside, he discovered that there were many people running here and there. Fear was written all over their faces.

At this moment, a peasant ran past me. I grabbed him and asked him what was the matter.

The farmer panted and told me that something had happened and that he had caused a ghost!

After a careful inquiry, he found out that Steamed Bun's ghost had come to beg for food from the four Eight Immortals while they were guarding the coffin …

Hearing this, my scalp tingled. I saw many people running back and forth in the distance. It was as if the entire village had been swept away, turning into a pot of porridge.

I lifted my leg and ran towards Baozi's home. When I arrived at his house, I saw the pale faces of the three Eight Immortals sitting in the courtyard.

At the same time, Second Master Lin rushed over. Upon seeing Second Master Lin, the Eight Immortals' expression relaxed a lot.

Second Master Lin asked as soon as he entered. What's going on?

One of the Eight Immortals said that something had happened while he was taking a piss!