The ghost carrying the coffin of a dragon giving birth to a son

The moment I agreed to be friends with me,

My cultivation level was promoted directly, from the fifth dan to the sixth dan.

Moreover, he is still at the peak of the sixth level, and is only a little short of entering the seventh level.

This is a big step up.

I didn't do anything, I just promised Fanghou to be friends with me, that's all.

Feeling the promotion of Daoxing, I sighed in my heart:

"As expected of White Tiger, Hidden Dragon, he is a man of great luck, and even I am tainted with luck."

There is no doubt that I will benefit greatly from being friends with Fang Hou.

And obviously I took advantage of him, and he was of great help to my future practice.

Luck in the dark is the rarest thing, something that can only be encountered but cannot be sought.

I smiled and patted Fang Hou on the shoulder and said:

"My name is Ding Lin. You look like a skinny monkey. I will call you monkey from now on."

Fang Hou, oh, monkey grinned and said with a smile:

"Boss, everyone in my family calls me that. It feels very cordial."

I smiled and said, "We are almost the same age, so don't call me Boss. It sounds awkward. We are equals, so just call me Lao Lin."

"Okay, Lao Lin!"

We both looked at each other and laughed.

"Monkey, my place is big enough. You can find a room by yourself."

"Don't be polite to me and just treat yourself as your own home."

I said.

The monkey worked hard and settled himself.

Soon I discovered another benefit of monkeys. The food this guy cooks is very delicious, more than ten times better than mine. I am very lucky.

After getting along for a day, he seemed to agree with me.

He laughed and laughed all day long, as if he was heartless, which added a lot of joy to me.

We both joked and joked with each other, no problem at all.

In the monkey, I began to feel the joy of having friends.

Monkey asked me if he wanted to change his hairstyle, fearing to embarrass me.

I smiled and said, his style is quite good and he has personality. We are all young people, there is no need to be so rigid, just do whatever makes you happy.

Another day passed and someone came to the door.

At first glance, it turned out to be Qian Zimin.

When Qian Zimin saw the monkey here, he was slightly startled and said curiously:

"Master Fang DaDa, you are here too."

The monkey coughed slightly and said seriously:

"Master Ding and I are having a discussion. What can I do for you?"

Qian Zimin hurriedly took a red envelope and handed it to me, saying with gratitude:

"Master, I came here specifically to thank you. Thank you Master for saving my life."

I was not polite, I took the red envelope, handed it to the monkey, and said with a chuckle:

"You don't have to be so polite. I'm just collecting people's money to eliminate disasters for them. We don't owe each other anything."

Qian Zimin smiled and lowered his voice and told me something.

He said that Luo Qin also killed someone outside that night, and that person was her murderer.

The murderer of Luo Qin was none other than one of her cousins.

After hearing this, the monkey became angry and cursed:

"That woman's cousin is really nothing. He can even kill his cousin. He is simply a beast!"

Seeing that Qian Zimin had no intention of leaving, the monkey asked, "Do you have anything to do with Master Ding?"

Qian Zimin nodded, looked at me and whispered:

"Mage, can you give me an amulet?"

"No, it's not for you. I'll buy you an amulet."

Qian Zimin looked at me with longing eyes. He had seen my ability and was impressed by me. He wanted to ask for an amulet to keep him safe.

The monkey glanced at me, and then said loudly to Qian Zimin:

"Mr. Qian, right? You don't understand this, right? Amulets can be given to people casually. Do you know that you need to bear the retribution of karma?"

"Don't talk to me about money, you can't buy that thing even if you have money."

I laughed in my heart, the monkey understood me very well, that’s what I meant.

I am very disdainful of Qian Zimin's behavior. He is about to suffer retribution. How can I give him an amulet?

Qian Zimin looked at me pitifully, and I said seriously:

"Amulets are not for sale!"

Qian Zimin sighed and could only give up.

He finally said: "Master, I have already told the boss about the crematorium. The boss takes this matter very seriously. He said he would come to talk to the master in two days."

I nodded and said nothing.

It's impossible for me to ask for help when I'm doing business. If you like, you can come, and if you don't, I'll pull you down.

Seeing that I had no intention of chatting with him, Qian Zimin said a few polite words and left.

The monkey wants to be my helper, but he can't do it without some skills.

He has been killing pigs at home for several years and is much stronger than the average person. This is his advantage.

Because he was a pig killer before, his murderous aura is stronger than that of ordinary people, and he can naturally restrain some ghosts.

He has been wandering outside for two years and has developed a good tongue. He can speak eloquently, and he can talk to people and talk to ghosts.

This is something I don't have, and it just makes up for my shortcomings.

As for other abilities to fool people and ghosts, they can be ignored.

It would take a long time to practice Taoism at his age, which was unrealistic, so I taught him some boxing and kicking skills, especially his footwork, which is the ability to escape.

If you can't fight, you can escape, which can be regarded as a life-saving asset.

Monkeys have smart brains and can endure hardships. They can master the things I taught them after a few times, which makes me very satisfied.

Two more days passed.

I was reading a book at home today, and the monkey was practicing strength in the yard.

Not long after, the monkey brought a woman in:

"Lao Lin, her name is Feng Jingjing. She is the daughter of Feng Baocai at the crematorium. She said she wants to talk to you about the crematorium."

I put down the book and glanced at Feng Jingjing, with a strange look in my eyes.

He asked calmly: "Miss Feng, are you talking to me about the crematorium?"

Feng Jingjing is a woman who looks to be in her late twenties or late twenties. She is not good-looking, but she is dressed up and sprayed with a strong perfume.

She looked indifferent, still chewing gum in her mouth, and looked at me with a somewhat contemptuous look.

She stared at me and asked: "What kind of mage are you? Are you real or fake? You can't cheat money, right? There are a lot of scammers nowadays."

Before I spoke, the monkey was not happy.

His face darkened and his words were a little cold:

"How do you speak? Do you understand the rules?"

"You are here to ask the mage for help. You must be respectful. Who are you showing off to?"

"If you doubt the mage's ability in your heart, then what are you doing here?"

I gave Monkey's words a big thumbs up in my heart, they were so damn good!

If you don’t believe me, then why don’t you come and fuck me!