Chapter 320 Death of Yama

Author: Baicaiguan

Chapter 320 Death of Yama

Zhang Xiu looked at Kangxi's excited expression, then looked at Zhang Dahu, who was about to faint from fright, and asked: "How many days does he have left to live?"

Under Zhang Xiu's stern gaze, Kangxi said confidently: "There are still three days left. After the funeral, he will definitely die. Teacher, don't worry, I am the City God of Jizhou, and I am very accurate at this time!"

After hearing this, Zhang Dahu was inexplicably sad and angry.

I think you just want to eat in advance!!

Facing this unreliable City God, Zhang Dahu felt both angry and frightened. He trembled and said, "City God, this is not necessary. I will ask the chef to prepare offerings for you."

Kangxi was furious when he heard this: "Since you asked us to host the funeral, why did you find another cook? Isn't this looking down on us?"

There are more than 70 people in our funeral group, no matter whether they are familiar guests, busy guests or mourners, we are all ready. I will take charge of the funeral, and I will definitely make your departure a glorious one!"

As he spoke, he took out a white coat from his sleeves and put it on, then took out a white hat and put it on his head, and walked towards the kitchen.

Halfway there, he suddenly turned around and asked expectantly: "By the way, Mr. Zhang, do you still need a filial son to mourn? I can give you a 20% discount."

Zhang Dahu: "@#￥%￥#@......"

As expected of the City God, he made clear arrangements for him in just a few words...

Three days later, Zhangjiazhuang ushered in a grand funeral.

In the mourning hall, Ying'er was dressed like a filial daughter, sitting on a futon and crying loudly. Sitting opposite her and crying were some of the professional filial sons in Zhang Xiu's funeral group who also worked as city gods.

Yuan Zhang's concubines looked at him blankly.

Who am I, where am I, why am I here?

Is this definitely the funeral of their master? Who are these filial sons and filial daughters? Why don’t you recognize any of them?

Does the master have so many illegitimate children outside?

Especially the filial son named Liu Xing, who looks several years older than their father!

The lively funeral attracted many people to watch.

Two Taoist priests in yellow robes came to the door, glanced at the mourning crowd, and suddenly took a breath of cold air: "Hiss! Taoist Master Ma, did I see it wrong? The chef in charge of the spoons looks like

Is he the City God of Jizhou?"

Taoist priest Ma had a look of shock on his face, and said with dull eyes: "No, Taoist priest, you read that right. The mourner is the Chang'an City God, the person presiding over the funeral is the Luoyang City God, and the one doing odd jobs on the side is the Luzhou City God.

In such a big battle, could it be that Lord Yama is dead?"

There was an old man beside them. After listening to the conversation between the two, he said calmly: "What the hell, the person who died was a local wealthy man. He was just an ordinary person."

Taoist Master Ma sneered: "Oh, how can an ordinary person invite so many city gods? That Zhang Dahu must have other identities. It's just that your knowledge is shallow and you don't know his other identities."

The old man was not angry. Youyou looked at his contemptuous face, and his expression gradually became complicated: "I am Zhang Dahu."

Taoist Master Ma snorted contemptuously: "You are Zhang Dahu and you are like this, wait...who do you think you are??!!"

Looking at Zhang Dahu standing in front of him, Daochang Ma's eyes almost popped out of his head. His mouth was open so wide that he could swallow a fist, and he couldn't close it for a long time.

What kind of situation is it? The deceased is not even dead yet, and the mourning process has already begun?

No, it seems that people who are not dead cannot be called dead...

Looking at Taoist Ma with a messy expression and standing there doubting his life, Zhang Dahu sighed helplessly.

He really couldn't understand Zhang Xiu's strange behavior of mourning him in advance, but with so many city gods gathered together, it was definitely not just a whim.

Since his brain is not enough, he might as well cooperate well. Seeing how obedient he is, maybe the City God can give him a good pregnancy...

At the same time, Ao Xue was eating melon seeds and looking at Ying'er in the mourning hall, covering her face and crying, her body twitching, she couldn't help but joked: "Look, Zhang Xiu, Ying'er is smiling so happily.

! She had been talking about inheriting so-and-so's inheritance all day long, and this time she finally got it!"

Zhang Xiu lamented: "Who would have thought before that Zhang Dahu married so many concubines, but none of his children were his biological children."

As he spoke, Zhang Xiu stretched out his hand and gently rubbed the heads of the two little guys beside him.

After Xia'er's calculation, Zhang Yuanwai was destined to have a son and a daughter, and the two little ghosts around Zhang Xiu came to the Zhang family to be reincarnated.

But they have been waiting for almost two and a half years since they came here. In addition to singing and dancing every day, they just play pinball with their eyeballs, but they just can't wait for the notice from the underworld and reincarnate into that concubine's belly.

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In desperation, the two of them had no choice but to live nearby on the second floor of the Zhang family's warehouse.

Now that Zhang Yuanwai only has three days left to live, how can they be reincarnated?

If things go on like this, these two little ghosts will definitely accumulate resentment and turn into evil ghosts to do evil.

Zhang Xiu felt that this incident was very strange, and ordered his group of disciples to conduct a thorough investigation of the areas under their control to see if anything similar had happened.

The investigation didn't matter, the seventy-two city gods sent back letters one after another. Under each of them, something similar happened.

Due to reasons related to the underworld, there were more than 80,000 cases of delayed reincarnation and wrong birth within three years!

This can no longer be simply explained by omissions, this is definitely an extremely serious dereliction of duty!

Therefore, Zhang Xiu summoned several disciples who were not busy with work and discussed countermeasures with them. To be cautious, he also sent Li Xiaohu, the founding emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, nicknamed "Senior Agent Pangolin", to the underworld to inquire for information.

Three days have passed, but there is no news from Li Xiaohu.

Zhang Xiu helped Zhang Dahu organize the funeral while continuing to wait for news.

After the funeral, Zhang Dahu lay down in the coffin under the watch of relatives and friends, and then died and was buried.

After the funeral was over, Zhang Dahu's relatives and friends dispersed one after another. In the dark forest, Zhang Dahu's soul slowly floated out of the coffin.

Zhang Dahu played with his translucent body in a novel way for a while, and then looked at Zhang Xiu with some confusion: "Master Zhang, should I go to the underworld now? How do I go to the underworld?"

Zhang Xiu explained patiently: "Don't be impatient. A secret agent will come to pick you up later, and then the judge will interrogate you and decide whether you want to step on the mountain of knives or go into the frying pan."

Zhang Dahu: "..."

Please do me a favor and give me some other options!

At this time, Li Xiaohu's weak voice came: "No need to wait, the evil spirit will not come to pick him up today. Teacher, something happened in the underworld, the King of Hell is dead..."
Chapter completed!