Just as I was stunned, the five old carpenters came over and bowed slightly to me. One of them said: "I didn't expect to see Old Man Liu's closed disciple in his lifetime. The old man is dead without regret. "
I know what he meant. The reason why they salute me is not because of my face, but because of respect for my master.
But, if I lose this time, they will definitely not respect so much.
Although the master is dead, the reputation of his old man is definitely not sullied by anyone.
I forcibly endured the anger in my heart, and humbly replied to the man, "You are polite, the old man, the master, is just showing some kindness to the ghostsmith."
"No, no!" The old man shook his hand and said, "Lingshi is a first-class craftsman in the eyes of a ghostmaker or a carpenter. In today's world, people who can compare to Lingshi can count with ten fingers. Come here, I hope you don't shame your master."
After all, the old man and four other old people sat on the sofa in the hall, whispering to each other.
After they sat down, the three masters came over, patted me heavily on the shoulder, and said in a deep voice: "Chuanzi, for your master's reputation, this time, I can only win, because you are still carrying your master. Reputation."
I hummed heavily. I understand the meaning of this fight too well. It is not only about the reputation of the master, but also about the death of the Xu family and the death of Mr. Wu.
I took a deep breath. Senior brother once said that when playing a coffin, avoiding impetuousness will affect the quality of the coffin.
Huang Jinshan saw my appearance, smiled, and said: "Luo Dongchuan, the people who should be here are here, and the things that should be prepared are also prepared, can you take out your ghost writer Jiwen?"
I glanced at him faintly, "Do you think I will take the ghostmaker Jiwen with me?"
He was startled, he immediately understood, and smiled: "Since I didn't bring it, I'm not afraid you won't give it, because..."
As he said, he leaned over to me and said, "Because, if you dare to give it, I dared to dig your master's grave."
I clenched my fists. He deliberately made me angry and wanted to make my heart impetuous. I slowly raised my head, stared into his eyes, and smiled: "Do you think you have this opportunity?"
"Really?" Huang Jinshan smiled, and immediately asked the ruffians to move an open space in the hall, and then divided the firs into two.
After finishing all this, the five old carpenters who were sitting on the sofa bent over and said, "Master, it's ready."
The five old men whispered to each other for a while, and the old man who had spoken to me said, "The master craftsmen will fight against each other, and I must invite the ancestors to come and inspect them. I also hope that the two will fight the coffins sincerely and refrain from evil thoughts. Someone has evil thoughts, so don't blame the old man for not reciting fellowship."
"Follow the old man's arrangement!" I arched my hands at the five old carpenters.
The old man nodded in satisfaction and continued: "On the way here, the old man checked the bodies of the two deceased with a few colleagues. The old man thought that the female corpse was heavier than the male corpse, but considering that Master Liu’s apprentice had just entered the profession. Before long, the difficulty should be reduced a bit. Therefore, the old man believes that Master Liu's apprentice should choose a male corpse, which is fair."
Hearing this, I frowned and didn't say a word. I even thought that the old carpenter should be upright. The reason is very simple. They are just carpenters, and they can only observe the deceased's evil spirits through the surface of the corpse. In other words, the old carpenter is actually biased towards me.
This is like a fat man fighting with a thin man. The first sight of ordinary people is that the fat man is all exposed, but the actual situation is that the fat man is all sick, and the thin man is a master of martial arts.
And this old carpenter obviously made this kind of mistake.
I really want to tell him the evil spirit of Wu’s corpse, but considering that Huang Jinshan must have a back hand, it’s better not to say that if I can form a good relationship with the old carpenter, if I raise an objection, it’s no different. Deny the judgment of the old carpenters.
This made me smile wryly, but didn't speak either.
After that, the old carpenter made another big call. It was generally some more official words. He told us how good a carpenter is and how good his craftsmanship is. He also said that the ghostmaker is a branch of the carpenter's hands. I hope that one day, the ghost The craftsman can return to the carpenter system.
I am very speechless about such words, but it is reasonable for the old carpenter to say such things when thinking of the grudges between the carpenter and our ghostsmiths.
Someone will definitely say that since the carpenter is not right with the ghost, why should the carpenter be the referee
The reason is very simple. Ghostsmiths are too hard to find, so I have to find some respected old carpenters to be judges.
After the old carpenter said a lot of official words, he finally said, "You can start."
As soon as I said this, I was stunned, and immediately asked Su Xiaoman to come over to fight. Wu Can seemed a little reluctant, saying that he was the son of Old Wu, and his father's coffin should be personally involved in his father's coffin.
I didn't dare to agree. The main reason was that Mr. Wu hated him so badly and let him hit him. I guess Mr. Wu's evil spirit will be even heavier.
In fact, I really want to let the third master come to fight, after all, the third master has some kung fu disciples.
However, the three masters are elders after all, so let him lay hands on me, too disrespectful to the teacher, so I chose Su Xiaoman.
I just chose the person who is ready to strike. Huang Jinshan also chose a person to strike. The person he chose is a middle-aged man in his forties. I can see that through the palm of the middle-aged man. One should be a carpenter.
After each of us chose the person to fight against, Jinshan straightened up and hugged my fist. I immediately stared in a daze, and hugged his fist. This is one of our ghosts. This kind of etiquette, even the greatest enemy, when choosing a fight, this etiquette can't be messed up.
After we held each other's fists, Huang Jinshan turned slightly to the east with a fist and bowed, stretched his voice, and chanted, "I will ask the patriarch."
I quickly turned towards the east, stood side by side with Huang Jinshan, and bowed to the east with a fist, stretched my voice, and chanted, "Worship the ancestor in the next life."
Huang Jinshan chanted again: "Movement has come this year."
I chant: "It's up to you to decide the truth or falsehood."
Huang Jinshanyin: "Causes disasters and harms the population."
I chanted: "Right and wrong are inverted on black and white."
Jin Shan Yin: "God is still divided into high and low."
I chant: "Artisans have their own strengths and weaknesses."
Here, I and Huang Jinshan looked at each other, and the two of them once again held their fists to the east, and both chanted: "Today, please let the ancestor bring your body to life, and take a closer look at which one is strong and weak."
After reciting these words, I and Huang Jinshan looked at each other again, and Huang Jinshan smiled and said, "Luo Dongchuan, remember, the coffin you have played is to restore Old Wu's body to normal."
I ignored him and walked straight to Su Xiaoman, planning to start playing the coffin.
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