C2 (1/2)
”Don't kill me …” He dropped to his knees and rolled his head to my feet, looking at me piteously. ”I just wanted to borrow some money. I've relaxed my policy, but I need some money to do ghost work.”
”Why didn't you say so earlier …” ”Why didn't you say so earlier!” I put away the axe and took down a large bundle of burning paper from the shelf. A beggar like this would often come to my master for help, and I was not surprised by this.
I lit the burning paper and threw it into the brazier. I placed it on the ground in front of the door and suddenly there was a whirlwind. The ghost was standing right next to it.
I whispered, ”Take the money and go reincarnate. Be a good person in your next life.”
It gratefully looked at me and said, ”I will return the money to you.”
”Scram …” He had never seen a ghost like this before. He revealed a naughty smile, lifted his head and left. I closed the door behind me. Just as I was about to walk back into the house, I heard a ”pa pa” sound. The sound seemed to be coming from the backyard.
I curiously walked to the backyard. The voice sounded again. After looking around, the only thing that could be heard was that the inside of the coffin was empty.
”Pa Pa …” Pah pah! ”My scalp immediately burst open as I turned my head towards the coffin in horror.” Who is it? What the hell is that thing!? ”
That sound actually came from the coffin. Although I was a little afraid, I mustered my courage and walked over, and just as I was about to open the coffin, I said, ”Don't open the coffin. Hurry and bring some burning paper over. There's also the white paint of the coffin!”
The old man's voice stopped me, and even he was startled. It seems that there must be something wrong with the coffin. I didn't have time to think. I rushed to the shelf, grabbed a bundle of burning paper, and ran over with the white paint.
The old man took a few pieces of burning paper and lit them up. He muttered something and threw the paper money that was about to be burnt into a bowl of paste, stirring it with a brush.
”What was that sound just now?”
”It's such a hot day and the coffin has just been made. I need to paint it with white paint so that there won't be any problems.” The old man walked in front of the coffin and mumbled to himself while sloshing the paste onto the edge of the coffin.
”Go and bring the yellow cloth and put it over it. Do not lift the lid of the coffin. I'm afraid it's going to rain tonight, and don't let the coffin get wet,
Let's move the coffin into the house. ”
After half a day of struggling with the old man to get the coffin inside, I covered it with a yellow cloth and went back inside to sleep.
The next morning, when I opened the door, I saw a few cars parked in front of the door. A few men in suits came over, and they didn't look like people from our village.
”Little brother, may I ask if old master Liu Bingyi is here?”
”You're looking for my master?” I looked at him suspiciously. He should be around fifty years old, but he had a unique aura about him. He should be the boss of some company.
”So you're Old Master Liu's disciple, this young lad is quite spirited. I've come to find your master for some matters, can you help me call him?”
I hastily replied, ”Please wait for a moment, I'll go call Master over.”
”I already know. Little Tian, go make a pot of tea.” The old man had changed into his Tang suit, which made him look especially energetic.
”Old Master Liu, how are you doing?”
”Yes, Boss Tang, it's been a long time since we've seen each other. I'm still as mature as ever after not seeing you for so many years. My body is not going to last much longer.”
”Old brother, you're truly making fun of me. How could I possibly compare myself to you?” The two of them seemed like old friends that hadn't seen each other in a long time. I went to pour some tea and brought it over. This person had a lot of energy to talk with the old man, but I felt that he looked a bit familiar, as if I had seen him somewhere before.
”Old Tang, it's been seven to eight years since we last met, right?” My eyes immediately lit up. I had seen this person in the newspaper before. He was the richest man in City L. His name was Tang Guofeng.
He hadn't thought that the lordmaster would be so remarkable to actually know such an awesome person.
I sat down beside her and took out some paper and paste. I listened to their conversation and chatted for a long time before getting down to business. ”Actually, I came here for a reason. I wanted you to make a coffin for me.”
The old man lit up the pipe, took a few bites, and said with a smile: ”A coffin? ”Why did you find a place for yourself so quickly?” To be honest, a few days ago, my daughter Xiao Feng went out with a friend to play, but unfortunately, she encountered a car accident when she returned. ” Tang Guofeng's expression changed slightly as he slowly said with a sigh.
”Oh? Could it be that the coffin was prepared for the Qilin girl?! ”