Early the next morning, the mangy dog came to the Ma family ancestral hall.
When he made a bet with Zhang Dadan yesterday, he had locked Zhang Dadan in the Ma Family ancestral hall.
He rushed over early in the morning, but the mangy dog did not open the door directly. Instead, he leaned against the door and listened to the movements inside.
"Zhang Dadan, Zhang Dadan…"
The mangy dog called out softly, but no one responded.
"Is he dead?" The mangy dog was puzzled and then opened the door.
Before he could enter, he saw Zhang Dadan walking out with a lifeless look in his eyes, scaring the mangy dog.
Seeing that Zhang Dadan didn't die, the mangy dog couldn't help but feel a little annoyed.
After all, he had received money from the Mao Mountain Taoist priest, Qian Kai, to trick Zhang Dadan into coming here. He wanted to kill him. Now that Zhang Dadan had come out alive, it meant that his mission had failed.
If the mission failed, he would not be able to get any money. The mangy dog could not help but feel a little anxious.
At this moment, Zhang Dadan had completely lost his mind. He walked forward like a zombie.
Seeing this, the mangy dog quickly ran up and said,"Zhang Dadan, how about we make another bet? I bet fifty taels that you will sleep in the Ma Family ancestral hall for another night.”
At this time, Zhang Dadan had completely lost his mind because of last night's incident. He did not notice the mangy dog's words at all and just continued to speak.
"Fifty taels."
The mangy dog quickly smiled and said,"Yes, it's fifty taels. It's a deal."”
"Alright, it's a deal."
The mangy dog immediately ran forward after hearing that.
Only then did Zhang Dadan react. He quickly shouted at the mangy dog,"Hey, hey, mangy dog, come back, come back.”
The mangy dog was unwilling to listen to him. It ran even more happily and disappeared in a puff of smoke.
"Oh no, oh no, my little life is definitely over.”
Zhang Dadan wanted to cry.
Thinking about what happened last night, he felt weak all over.
Last night, Old Master Ma had found him after he had recovered his body. If he had not practiced martial arts since he was young, he would have been killed by Old Master Ma's body.
Even though he had practiced martial arts since he was young and had a good foundation, he was still not a match for a corpse that did not feel anything. Just as Old Master Ma was about to kill him, it was dawn.
It could be said that his life was completely saved by luck.
Now, he had to sleep inside for a night. What was the difference between that and courting death?
"Oh right, Taoist Priest Chen, Taoist Priest Chen must have a way to save me.”
Just as Zhang Dadan was at a loss, he suddenly thought of Chen Bufan.
"Priest Chen said that he's at the mortuary three miles away. I'm going to find him now. Only he can save me now.”
Zhang Dadan didn't even return home. He didn't care that he had to be the coachman for the boss today. He ran directly to the mortuary three miles away.
In the mortuary.
Chen Bufan was sleeping on the coffin lid.
This was an abandoned mortuary. Although there were more than ten coffins inside, there was not a single corpse inside.
"Priest Chen, save me! Priest Chen, save me!”
Just as Chen Bufan was still dreaming, a miserable scream from outside the door woke him up, almost making him fall off the coffin lid.
Chen Bufan frowned and was a little unhappy.
Who the hell was it that disturbed his dreams?
As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Zhang Dadan's panicking fat face.
"What happened this time?" Chen Bufan asked impatiently.
Zhang Dadan knelt down in front of Chen Bufan.
"Priest Chen, you have to save me this time.”
"If you have something to say, say it nicely. Don't kneel all day long. There's gold under a man's knees, you know.”
Zhang Dadan stood up aggrievedly. He didn't dare to look into Chen Bufan's eyes.
"If you have something to say, say it quickly."
"Priest Chen, I told you not to hit me.”
Chen Bufan waved his hand.
Then, Zhang Dadan told him about the bet between the mangy dog and him.
Chen Bufan was instantly furious. This Zhang Dadan really did not know how to repent.
He had repeatedly warned him not to bet with others, and now he was betting with others again.
"Zhang Dadan, what do you want me to say to you? You've just survived a calamity, and you're running into the muzzle of a gun again.”Chen Bufan snorted coldly.
"Priest Chen, I know I was wrong. I was completely shocked by what happened last night and didn't react in time.”
Chen Bufan shook his head. He was not entirely to blame for this matter. It was obvious that someone wanted to harm him. Even if he did not agree today, someone would use a new method to harm him tomorrow.
The most effective way to solve Zhang Dadan's problem was to find the person who harmed him behind his back.
"Forget it, forget it. I'll help you again.”Chen Bufan said.
Helping Zhang Dadan wasn't because Chen Bufan was being kind.
Zhang Dadan didn't have a good memory. He deserved this series of things.
Chen Bufan wanted to help him because of Ninth Uncle's guidance.
As a disciple of Mao Mountain, he should uphold justice and vanquish demons.
Now that someone was using Mao Mountain's spells to harm people, as a disciple of Mao Mountain, he had no choice but to ignore this matter.
Seeing that Chen Bufan had agreed to help him, Zhang Dadan's heart relaxed.
"Priest Chen, is there anything else I need to do?”Zhang Dadan asked.
"With me taking action, no one can hide.”Chen Bufan said.
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