Chapter 88 (2/2)

”Is it in master Ren's house?” Wen Cai asked.

Uncle Jiu glared at Wen Cai: ”is it here?”

Then he took his hands and went around to the coffin.

”It's none of your business. I don't worry about it.” Wen Cai, who is planning to eat tribute, looks at Qiu Sheng beside him and says it doesn't matter.

”Will the master's daughter be ok?” Qiu Sheng, who put his hand in his pocket, suddenly asked.

”Oh, anyway, it's hard for Ren!” Wen Cai waved and said.

The words just finish saying, two people are one Leng.

”Tingting.” With that, Wencai rushes to find Jiushu, but Qiusheng stops him.

”Well, you're not saying it's none of your business and you don't worry about it.” Qiusheng grabs Wencai's shoulder and says with a smile.

”That's not true. If you can save your sweetheart's life, marriage will not be a problem.” Wen Cai said excitedly.

”Hello.” Qiusheng lengthens his voice.

”Hello.” Wencai looks at Qiusheng.

”Fair competition!”

”Good!”

With the text just agreed a, two people at the same time rush to still stare at the coffin contemplation of nine uncle in front.

”Master, find a way.” Qiu Sheng said with a plea.

”Yes, master.” Wencai is more anxious than Qiusheng.

”I've been thinking about it for a long time, otherwise why would I have the coffin carried back?” Uncle Jiu holds his arm and looks at the coffin.

”What's wrong with this coffin?” Wen Cai didn't understand.

”There's no problem with the coffin. There's a problem with the dead inside.” Uncle Jiu went to the other side with his hands on his back“ I don't think it's right Wen Cai looked at the coffin and said thoughtfully.

”Yes, it's been 20 years. It's not rotten.” Qiu Sheng agrees.

At the same time, they went to the other side of the coffin and pushed the lid open.

The lid of the coffin was pushed open. Looking at the corpse inside, it changed again.

Not long ago, the corpse's face was still pale and dry, but now it has begun to turn black and wrinkled.

”Wow, I'm fat.”

Nine uncle hears a sound, immediately put down the thing in the hand, walk to the coffin side, lower the head to see, the vision shifted from the corpse's face to the hands between the waist.

Dry palms, fingertips, flashing blue light fingernails, I do not know when to start, has been long.

”Cover it up.” Nine uncle two words don't say, let two people quickly cover up.

”Prepare paper, pen, ink, sword.” He told the two disciples who had finished the coffin.

”What?” They looked at Uncle Jiu at the same time.

Nine uncle heart is born depressed, he is about to be two fool apprentices to angry to death, remind a way: ”yellow paper, red pen, black ink, kitchen knife, wooden sword!”

”Oh.” Two people should a, hurried to prepare.

A few minutes later, uncle Jiu grabbed a big cock by the neck.

”Master, use chicken again!” A man of letters looks cheerful.

Every time, after killing the chicken, there is chicken to eat, which is the best.

”Well.” Uncle Jiu stares at Wen Cai.

By the master so a stare, Wen Cai immediately put away a smile.

”Take it. That's a lot of talk.” Hand the wooden sword to Wencai, pick up the kitchen knife and wipe it neatly on the chicken's neck. Nine uncle will chicken neck bleeding place to the bowl, let the rooster's blood all flow to the bowl.

Immediately, the official opening ceremony was held.

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