Old Master Yang's Corpse Transformation, Breaking Out of the Coffin!
Yang Shiyu saw Yang Sheng walking over.
He even asked if the two of them knew each other.
He was instantly furious.
Her face was originally filled with sadness.
It turned into anger.
Yang Shiyu pointed at Chu Le's nose.
"Dad, you don't know how good this guy is at fooling people!" he said angrily.”
Yang Sheng heard this.
He was stunned for a moment.
"Shiyu, are you two from the same school?”
Yang Shi Yu nodded.
Just as she was about to tell Yang Sheng about it.
How good was Chu Le at fooling people in school?
What kind of person he was.
Yang Sheng gently patted Chu Le's shoulder.
"Little Brother Chu, you're not bad. Not only have you achieved Daoist skills, but you've also inherited Master Chu's mantle.”
"You didn't fall behind in your studies either. You were able to get into the same school as my daughter.”
Hearing this.
Yang Shiyu hurriedly pulled Yang Sheng's shoulder.
He counted his fingers.
He began to explain to Yang Sheng.
How good was Chu Le at fooling people in school?
"Dad, this person is a conman who specializes in deceiving people!”
"Claiming the title of a fortune-teller, he's actually a big hoodwinker!”
"Every time I tell someone's fortune, it's always mysterious, but in reality, I can't tell anything.”
"This is my grandfather's funeral. I don't want this liar to do evil here.”
Yang Sheng listened to Yang Shiyu's words.
He was deep in thought.
Of course, he didn't think that Yang Shiyu was lying to him.
Although he had neglected to take care of Yang Shiyu when he was young.
However, this was Yang Shiyu's grandfather's funeral after all.
Even if Yang Shiyu wanted to have a conflict with him.
He wouldn't have chosen this time.
This little Daoist priest clearly looked very brilliant. Could it be that he was really a swindler?
Yang Sheng pondered in his heart.
He didn't know if he should trust Chu Le now.
He could only take it one step at a time.
Chu Le was silent.
Although Yang Shiyu was telling her father, Yang Sheng, about what he had done in school.
However, the current situation was not optimistic.
Therefore, he had no way to refute.
The dead are the most important.
He had to deal with Old Master Yang first.
Moreover, he had to be careful.
Chu Le was too lazy to refute.
Since he dared to lie.
He did not dare to deny it.
What was more important now.
Did someone do something to Old Master Yang?
Chu Le looked at Old Master Yang's coffin.
He could not help but be dumbfounded.
"The coffins of the dead.”
In Old Master Yang's mourning hall.
It was a magnificent coffin made of golden thread wood.
It was placed squarely in the middle.
Chu Le sighed.
Was Yang Sheng's brain damaged?
What kind of luck did his family have?
Did he just arrange a coffin made of golden thread Phoebe wood for his father?
Although the golden thread Phoebe wood was extremely suitable for making coffins.
Moreover, the materials were also very precious.
It could reveal the identity of the deceased.
But that was still an ancient emperor.
There were also all kinds of coffins that only eunuchs and ministers dared to use!
Not to mention a rich landlord.
Even if it was a slightly smaller official.
They didn't even dare to use the golden thread nanmu.
Luck could not be suppressed at all.
Old Master Chu had once told Chu Le.
Coffins were very particular.
Other than showing the identity of the deceased when they were alive.
The most important thing was to match the identity of the deceased.
If the coffin was cheap, or if there was no coffin at all.
That would make the rich and powerful dead unhappy.
He would not be able to live in peace after death.
He had brought many disasters to his family.
The reverse was the same.
If the coffin itself was too precious.
However, the identity of the deceased was obviously not worthy.
That would only cause the deceased to suffer the backlash of the coffin's luck.
It was a small matter if the Feng Shui of the family was destroyed.
It was obvious.
Yang Sheng was a filial son and wanted his father to leave in glory.
He used a coffin made of golden thread nanmu.
However, it was counterproductive.
Suddenly.
Chu Le looked at the coffin.
There were also a few red threads and dark gray spikes.
He came to a conclusion in his heart.
"Not only that, but this coffin has also been tampered with. They can't wait for Old Master Yang to turn into a corpse.”
"It seems that this matter is not simple. It is not a simple backlash of luck, but someone has done something to make Old Master Yang turn into a corpse.”
Chu Le pondered for a moment.
He made a rough deduction.
"So, Liar Chu, you are not welcome here!”
"This is my grandfather's funeral. You liar, leave quickly!”
Yang Shiyu said for a long time.
She felt her mouth go dry.
He didn't expect Chu Le to be so good at fooling people.
He was so thick-skinned.
He had said so much, yet he still shamelessly stayed here.
Yang Shiyu frowned.
He was prepared to say a few more words.
However, she found that Chu Le didn't even want to talk to her.
Since just now.
She had been turning a deaf ear to his words.
His eyes were fixed on the coffin.
He didn't know what he was up to.
Yang Shiyu saw that Chu Le had been exposed by her.
He was still pretending.
The anger in his heart was already suppressed to the extreme.
Did this guy have to do whatever he wanted at his grandfather's funeral?
Just as Yang Shiyu was about to say a few more words.
When he chased Chu Le away.
Chu Le had a complicated expression.
He glanced at Yang Sheng and his daughter.
After a sigh.
He shook his head." Looks like I'm too late. There's no hope."”
After saying that, he sighed heavily.
In his hand was a fan that he used to play with.
He did not know when.
He put it away.
Yang Sheng looked at Chu Le.
He was a little confused.
What did he mean by 'too late, can't be saved?”
What did he mean?
Yang Shiyu was burning with rage.
He didn't expect this guy to fool people.
And now, he was at his grandfather's funeral.
She shamelessly cursed her grandfather.
Yang Shiyu said angrily.
"You bastard, what!"
However…
She hadn't finished her sentence.
He heard.
On the central spiritual altar.
Inside Old Master Yang's coffin.
A muffled sound was heard.
Everyone heard this voice.
He turned around.
He gulped in shock.
Old Master Yang was already dead.
Isn't that right?
Before everyone could say anything more.
It was originally in the coffin.
Old Master Yang, who was lying very peacefully.
He suddenly broke out of the coffin.
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