I told the third master of this idea, and he smiled: "It's very simple. There are many people in Jinshan, but he should see that my skills are not simple. Once a fight starts, the local police will inevitably be attracted. It’s too big for him to end up. If he didn’t guess wrong, he gave us one day, and he guessed it was going to find someone."
Hearing what he said, I thought about it, and it seems that it is really the same thing. Once a fight starts, with the skills of the three masters, it will definitely make big moves, but it is a little difficult to end it.
You know, Huang Jinshan's intention is obvious, that is to replace Du Sanniang's position in Niuwang Village, he will definitely not cause trouble to himself.
After figuring this out, I discussed with the third master again about tomorrow's fight, and Wu Can and Su Xiaoman seemed to be talking about it all the time.
As the evening approached, Wu Can gave us some food, and Su Xiaoman had been by my side. In her words, she hoped to avenge her and kill Huang Jinshan.
When she said this, Su Xiaoman was full of anger, presumably, she also hated Jinshan.
I didn't dare to agree. After all, I was only seventeen years old at that time, so I didn't dare to kill anyone.
That night, the four of us stayed in the room.
No words for a night.
At 7 o'clock in the morning the next day, the four of us washed up early and sat in the living room waiting for the arrival of Huang Jinshan.
It was about half past seven, and the third master said to me: "Chuanzi, don't put psychological pressure on yourself. Even if you lose, there will be master behind you."
I hummed, closed my eyes and rested my mind, intending to greet this competition with the best posture.
The wait is undoubtedly long, just half an hour, I feel as long as a century has passed.
In the long wait, it finally reached eight o'clock. I have to say that Huang Jinshan was punctual. As soon as eight o'clock, there was a noise of footsteps at the door.
Within a moment, the door was pushed open, and Huang Jinshan led in with about twenty people.
Those twenty-odd people carried some wood in their hands, the most common fir. Those firs were chopped into coffin plates. If you want to make a coffin, you just put them together.
This made me frown. If it were just to fight the coffin, the requirements for the handicraft would be greatly reduced.
If you want to say that, I have nothing to say. After all, Wendou can also fight like this.
However, what I never expected was that behind more than two dozen people, there were still eight middle-aged men in black.
The eight middle-aged men, all dressed in black suits and black sunglasses, were divided into teams of four, and walked in slowly carrying two corpses.
I know the two bodies they carried, one is Mr. Wu and the other is Mrs. Wu.
The two corpses have been put on black shrouds. The strange thing is that their posture at the time of death was the same. The old Wu was kneeling, his face was green, and his hands were behind him, while the old lady Wu was holding both hands. Behind her, her limbs were extremely stiff. Since Mrs. Wu was hanging upside down when she died, her face was full of bruises, and she looked particularly terrifying.
When he saw the two corpses, Wu Can was the first to react. He stared at Jinshan angrily and cursed: "Beast, Jinshan, you are a beast. My dad and your mother are dead. Don't let them go, but also disturb their peace."
Huang Jinshan smiled, raised his leg and kicked Wu Can's abdomen, and said coldly: "You dead monster, get out of here!"
After saying this, he walked straight over to me, changed his previous attitude, and smiled: "Luo Dongchuan, yesterday let you choose the competition, and let you choose the competition coffin, today, I also have to mention it. Some comments."
After that, he snapped his fingers, and the eight middle-aged men immediately carried the bodies of Old Wu and Mrs. Wu and placed them in front of me.
Huang Jinshan smiled and said, "Do you think this is possible? The reason for the death of these two people must be known to you. It is difficult to distinguish our craftsmanship by tying the coffin alone. How about this, each of us put on a coffin. , And each person chooses a corpse and puts the corpse into the coffin. Whoever builds the coffin that can make the corpse radiate the suffocation is the winner."
As he said, he snapped his fingers again, and walked over to a twenty-year-old hooligan, whose hair was dyed colorfully, and he carried something like a barrel in his hand.
I immediately recognized the thing, it was the ghost writer from the Xu family.
Without waiting for me to speak, Huang Jinshan had spoken again. He said, "Yesterday you gave you priority to choose two. Today I have to give priority. I will choose the body of Mrs. Wu."
Listening to this, my brows frowned. Isn't this nonsense? That old lady Wu is his mother, plus the old lady Wu herself committed suicide, so there is no evil at all, and Wu always kills, and the evil spirit is particularly heavy. It can even be said that Wu Lao died of injustice, and the evil spirit on his body is imaginable.
If only this is the case, there are also coffins that can dissipate the evil spirits from Old Wu. They are made of willow wood and combined with some special techniques, that's enough!
However, the golden cedar was the cedar, and the hard wood of cedar, coupled with its special geographical environment, not only could not dissipate the evil spirits from the dead, but even worsen it.
Right now, I stared straight at him, and said word by word: "Golden Shan, Grand Master is looking at you in the sky, you are not afraid of Grand Master's punishment."
I say this because it is not a fair fight at all.
I didn't have much confidence in the first place, but now that I was so dealt with by him, the only confidence I had left was directly annihilated.
Huang Jinshan smiled and said, "Why? Don't you dare?"
I hate it, but now it is bound to be strong, I have to say: "Dare, why not dare, but I have to choose someone to fight."
He smiled and said, "This is natural."
After saying this, Huang Jinshan snapped his fingers again and said, "Cun Mao, go and invite those old carpenters in to be a referee."
Is there an old carpenter as a referee
Just as he was stunned, he walked in and touched five old men who were about eighty years old, all of them gray-haired, but they looked energetic.
After the old carpenters came in, Rao Huang Jinshan also bent over to them and said, "Five masters, it is really Huang’s fault to invite you over today, but the other party is a closed disciple of Liu Laogui in Hengyang. Please do not ask. Come here, I'm afraid it will be difficult to convince the crowd."
When I heard it, my face changed drastically. Isn't this a fight between ghosts? Why did I get involved with my master? Five old carpenters were invited to be the referees.
In an instant, I immediately understood Huang Jinshan's plan. He planned to use this battle to shake my master's position in the ghostsmith industry.
You know, my master has passed away, and now I am the master’s close disciple. Once I lose, it will affect the master’s reputation.
This made my heart sinking like iron, staring directly at Huang Jinshan, if possible, I want to kill him directly.
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