Azhen rolled her eyes and looked at me for the first time.

With just one glance, her expression changed. The teapot in her hand fell to the table, and the tea flowed out.

"It's you?!"

I asked tentatively: "Do you know me?"

Azhen immediately suppressed her surprised expression: "I heard a little bit about it. I heard that a wild master came out of Gongling City. He even broke the driving stakes and killed the snake demon. I didn't expect to see him here today.

"

I waved my hand indifferently: "It's okay. If you don't want compensation, what do you want Zhang Geng to do?"

Azhen laughed, slowly picked up the teapot on the table, and then threw it into the trash can. She looked at me steadily and said, "I have changed my mind now, I want you."

I pondered her words, trying to find flaws in them.

Zhang Geng suddenly stood up, his eyes rolled around A-Zhen and me twice, and then he said: "Holy shit! The Widow script?!!! As expected of Brother Zhao, he is just playing with flowers!"

I slapped him on the shoulder, pushed him down on the chair, and glared at him. Then he calmed down, but his peach blossom eyes were darting around. You didn't need to guess what was going on in this guy's mind.

There must be some yellow waste in there.

Azhen laughed, her eyes narrowed like a little fox, "Zhao Rui, the people around you are the same as you, they are all so... interesting."

When Azhen said something interesting, her smile was like a flower, full of tenderness, and the broken hair beside her ears hooked her earlobes, messy but gentle.

I touched my nose awkwardly, kicked Zhang Geng again, and then said, "What do you want me to do?"

Azhen picked up the tea cup on the table and took a sip of water slowly, "First give me your birthday and horoscope, so that I can be sure whether you can do this."

I looked at her deeply and said expressionlessly: "I still said the same thing, I don't know what you want to do, I won't tell you your birth date."

Zhang Geng winked anxiously and pulled my sleeve.

I ignored him, this guy must have taken advantage of sex again.

Azhen was silent for a moment, with a bit of sadness flashing in her eyes, and sighed: "Since you insist, there is nothing to keep secret. My man died, and he died on the road again. I'm afraid he can't find his way home.

Became a resentful ghost and was trapped on the road.

So I want to find someone to help him lead the way, so that his resentment can dissipate and he can cross the river and be reincarnated smoothly."

"Then you should go find a heavenly master or a monk to do a ritual for him and save him."

"No!" Azhen lowered her eyebrows, gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said hoarsely: "I... still want to see Aqiang, and don't want him to be saved in such a confused way. He and I are in love.

I am really unwilling to accept that I have not been able to achieve positive results after many years. If you are willing to help me this time, I will not only agree to sign a settlement letter, but also give you a certain amount of thank you money."

I frowned slightly, not wanting to get involved in such trouble: "Let's just forget about the thank you fee, actually..."

"One hundred thousand!"

"..."

"Two hundred thousand!"

"..."

"Three hundred thousand!"

"make a deal!"

When I told him the deal, Zhang Geng gasped and jumped up from his chair on the spot, giving me a thumbs up.

Azhen burst into laughter, "I thought that the famous Heavenly Master was not disturbed by money and had no worldly desires. Now it seems..."

Azhen's clear eyes flashed with teasing color.

I cleared my throat and said confidently: "I am not a heavenly master, I am just a monk who has become a monk on the way, and I have to eat, drink, and defecate."

Azhen said with a smile: "Yes, then show me your horoscope."

I wrote my horoscope on the white paper and pushed it in front of Azhen.

Azhen looked serious, looked at it carefully and then sighed: "You can't do it."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Geng immediately raised his hands and shouted loudly: "I can do it, I can do it, I am good at everything!"

I couldn't hold it back and slapped him on the back of the head.

Only then did Zhang Geng react and immediately explained: "I mean, except for this one thing, Brother Zhao is quite good at other things!"

Azhen stopped smiling, and asked for Zhang Geng's horoscope with a serious look on her face. She nodded and said, "It's what I thought, you can do it."

When Zhang Geng heard that he could do it, he straightened his back and raised his chest, and said with a proud look: "Tell me, what exactly do you want me to do? If you let your husband get on top of me and see you again, I will

It’s obligatory!”

Zhang Geng started laughing obscenely as he spoke. He knew without asking that this guy had no idea where he was thinking.

A hint of disgust flashed through Azhen's beautiful eyes, but she quickly covered it up. With a smile on her lips, her eyes were calm, and she said two words slowly: "Sit in the coffin."

"Sitting in a coffin?"

Azhen still said calmly: "Just sitting on the coffin, for seven to forty-nine hours, there will be a master doing the exercises beside you, playing the soul-inducing flags and soul-inducing bells. You just have to be responsible for sitting there."

Zhang Geng swallowed hard, and said calmly: "This..."

Azhen smiled, picked up the tea cup on the table, and took a sip of tea. When she raised her eyes again, she was a little more charming and said, "It's just sitting on the coffin. There's no danger. If it weren't for your horoscope, which happens to be the same as my husband's."

Even if you are complementary to each other, I won’t ask you to come over.

Your character is strong, and my husband will be easily attracted to you after seeing it.

Besides..."

Azhen's eyes were red and full of tears. She cried so beautifully. She stretched out a pair of soft hands, held Zhang Geng's palm, and said shyly: "I really want to see him again, Zhang Geng."

Brother Geng, can you help me?"

Zhang Geng's pupils were shaking, and he immediately slapped his chest: "No problem, I will definitely help your husband lead the way, don't worry! Leave it to me, it's safe and sound!"

Azhen was moved to tears and immediately put a hat on Zhang Geng: "Brother Zhang Geng, there are rumors from the outside that you are filthy and obscene. Only when I saw you today did I realize that they were just rumors. You are really a great and upright husband! Thanks to you, otherwise I would

I don’t even know what to do…”

As Zhen spoke, the tears in the corners of her eyes fell down one by one, like crystal clear dewdrops, so beautiful that they were dazzling.

Zhang Geng immediately became dizzy. He was boasting and not drafting, and his voice turned into bubbles. He grabbed A-Zhen's finger with his backhand and rubbed it several times: "A-Zhen, don't worry, I will definitely do what I say."

!”

I watched coldly from the sidelines. I guess when A-Zhen asked him to help carry the body, he would agree to it.

Azhen said that we still need to prepare for the coffin placement, which will start in seven days, and she also asked us to go back and rest for a while.

The funeral took place in the Wang Family Courtyard in Buyi Village.

Zhang Geng nodded repeatedly, showing his righteousness.

However, after leaving the teahouse, Zhang Geng's shoulders instantly slumped and his spine was bent. He looked at me with a constipated look on his face and shrank up in fear:

"Brother Zhao! What should I do? Sit on the coffin! You have to sit on the coffin. I, I, I, will I be taken away by that ghost?! If that ghost wants my life, what should I do?
Chapter completed!