hey your coffin lid is flying

Hao Dehai regained his health in such a muddle-headed way that he felt unreal until the dinner table.

"Two masters, am I really... all right?" Hao Dehai pointed around and asked a question that he had asked countless times.

"No problem," Xuan Kong took a mouthful of white rice, and said in an unclear voice, "Hao benefactor, just rest assured, my senior brother has seen that there is no problem, then it is no problem, if there is a problem, He must be the first to go wrong."

Qi Shan glanced at Xuankong, put a piece of Pleurotus eryngii mushroom in his bowl, "If you can't keep your mouth shut after eating, don't curse me."

Xuankong smiled foolishly, bit it down, and the juice splashed everywhere.

Qi Shan shook his head, passed a tissue silently, and looked up at Hao Dehai, "Don't worry, old man, the house is really fine now, the dirty things before have disappeared long ago."

"Tsk tsk, you are indeed the master of Yongbei Temple. You haven't made a move yet, and all the evil spirits are gone!" Hao Ying squinted at Li Qi, and his tone was full of provocation, "Dad, only at this critical moment can you Can you see who is the most useful?"

Li Qi snorted coldly and retorted, "Who told you that they cured grandpa's body."

"If it's not a master, who else would it be?" Hao Ying said.

Li Qi: "Of course it's my classmate Galoye."

"A joke!" Hao Ying rolled his eyes and said, "If it weren't for the eminent monk from Yongbei Temple, he would be the only one who could do it?"

"I don't know how many eminent monks from Hangzhou have been invited, and there is nothing I can do. Once the master comes, the problem will be solved," Hao Ying continued, "Is this a coincidence, and I don't use my brain."

Li Qi's voice was much weaker: "Then my classmates also contributed."

Seeing that his voice was loose, Hao Ying immediately prepared to take advantage of the victory to pursue him. Hao Dehai raised his hand and slapped him, interrupting forcefully, "Why are you arguing, are you still acting like an elder?"

"Dad!" Hao Ying rubbed his arms, his voice was not loud, and his eyes were full of grievances.

Hao Dehai ignored him, picked up the tea on the table and pointed it at Jia Luoye and Qi Shan, and raised it up, "I'm so unrestrained, I'm really sorry, I made everyone laugh, laugh at me."

To be honest, if Hao Dehai hadn't stood up, the cup would have been brought close to him, and he hadn't realized the bickering between Li Qi and his good-for-nothing uncle.

Ever since he hit the table, he has been thinking about the words "Yongbei Temple" that Xiang Yang told him.

Although I haven't fully figured it out, I figured out some corners and corners.

He heard Gu Fu say about Yongbei Temple from below, and it is said that he has a historical relationship with his father, Jia Yucheng, but Gu Fu didn't say what this relationship is, but judging by his expression, it shouldn't be very good...

After thinking about it, Hao Dehai interrupted him.

Come and go again and again, you will be full with tea and food.

Hao Dehai couldn't keep his eyes open because he hadn't been healthy for a long time, so he wanted to go to sleep right away.

So he asked his son Hao Ying to take the two masters to Hangzhou for a good stroll, and buy some Hangzhou specialties by the way.

Before getting into the car, Hao Ying rolled his eyes and pushed the job to his nephew Li Qi, asking him to take the two masters with him.

After arranging everything, Hao Ying deliberately left the driver Uncle Wang to them in order to show his sincerity, while he got out of the car halfway.

Looking at the buttocks of the car going away, Hao Ying chuckled.

Such heavy gunpowder, if I don’t light it for you now, will it still be left for you to extinguish naturally!

My good nephew, you have to release the gunpowder in your body as soon as possible, and offend the master of Yongbei Temple, the heavier the better, then I will make some evil spirits, and see if you can go , Compete with me for family property, tender.

"Master, Bibo clubhouse!" Hao Ying hails a taxi and sits in it.

Li Qi sat in the back row and looked at Qi Shan and Xuan Kong, whether it was a mule or a horse coming out for a walk.

I can't find the real ghost, but I can't find the fake one!

"Shall we go to the haunted house?" Li Qi said suddenly.

Qi Shan's hands trembled, but he didn't answer.

"Haunted house?" Jia Luoye glanced at Xiang Yang, "Is there a ghost?"

"No." Xiang Yang also looked at him, "It's all fake."

"That's not necessarily true," Li Qi said meaningfully, "The haunted house over Xiasha used to be a mass grave, where many unowned corpses were buried, because messy things often happened..."

"The haunted house in Xiasha," Xiang Yang said, "Why haven't I heard that there are mass graves in Xiasha?"

Li Qi blinked at him, "Having never heard of it doesn't mean it doesn't exist. I'd rather believe it than believe it. Tell me, right?!"

Xiang Yang clicked his tongue twice, but did not speak.

"How are you two masters?" Li Qi turned his head and asked, "Going?"