Chapter 1998 Kneel down

As soon as these words came out, the old man looked surprised and stared at me with a cursive look, "Xiaojiu, this joke is not funny!"

I hurriedly said, "This is no joke. All the coffin holders in the south hope that you will be the helmsman."

He glanced at me and smiled, "Where are you? Do you want me to be the helm?"

I thought about it for a while and let him be the helm, at least it is better than me.

After all, the foundation of Longhu Mountain for thousands of years lies here.

I nodded and said in a deep voice: "Hope!"

He laughed, "Xiao Jiu, this kind of thing is not something you can decide. Besides, even if you can make the decision, I still dare not be the helmman. You must know that this position is not suitable for everyone, except you are an exception."

Um?

I didn't understand his meaning, so I asked him, "What do you mean?"

He looked at me deeply and smiled, "Xiaojiu, don't you find it strange? Why have coffin holders in the south been in a mess for hundreds of years?"

Without thinking, I said, "I haven't met the right person yet."

What surprised me was that he had empty hands.

Before I could finish speaking, the old man had already walked outside. Before leaving the door, he turned his body sideways, looked at me, and smiled and said, "Should you wait for a few minutes."

I heard the old man slowly speak, "Xiaojiu, you may not know that every industry has its own destiny, and everyone has its own destiny. Once a person's destiny hits the destiny of a profession, people will..."

The next second, I was completely confused.

Because his behavior made me feel like all this was dreamy.

He smiled and stopped and said, "Prince Chen is here, please accept a bow from me."

One thing he said undoubtedly confirmed was that he really knelt down at me.

I subconsciously asked, "I don't know yours..."

I understand his meaning. He was hinting that I asked the Longhu Mountain Temple Master to be the helmsman of the coffin carryer. Just as I was about to speak, the Longhu Mountain Temple Master spoke. He stared at the coffin carryer who had spoken before and smiled and said, "This Eight Immortals, Xiaojiu has just told me about the whole thing, and I can only tell you this!"

What does he mean?

What does that person's energy have come to an end?

I looked at him with a puzzled look on my face.

After leaving the Taoist temple, Zhuge Qingming, Han Qiu and others were standing at the door. When they saw us coming out, Zhuge Qingming walked over first and asked me: "Palace Master, what's the situation?"

"Prince Chen!" One of the elderly men walked forward a few steps.

After saying that, he looked at me.

I nodded slightly and heard him say, "I don't know... what we are discussing..."

After about seven or eight minutes of touching, the old man walked in.

He nodded, "Yes, I didn't meet the right person, which led to a mess in the whole south, but your appearance can break this situation because..."

I nodded slightly, and it was hard to say anything, while Han Qiu nodded slightly at me.

He nodded and smiled, "Yes, it's true. If you don't be the helmsman, outsiders will never be able to be. If there are really outsiders who want to be the helmsman, my opinion is that if he wants to be the helmsman, in less than a month, then he will definitely perish. This is a fate and no one can escape."

I stared at him with deep meaning and said in confusion: "You are not fooling me, are you?"

This...this...this is his physical problem, which causes his legs to become weak, so he kneels down?

I hurried over and asked, "Master, are you feeling unwell?"

However, what I wondered was that according to the old man's words, my anger coincided with the fate of the coffin-carrying craftsman?

I immediately asked the doubts in my heart.

Before I could finish speaking, he laughed, "This one, I'll know later."

While speaking, he grabbed my arm and walked forward.

When I heard this, I almost jumped up. Is there such a saying?

However, it is correct to think about it. There are indeed some non-door things in every industry and every career, which makes people have to believe it.

He said everything to this point, and I had to bow to him and prepare to leave.

It’s right to think about it. Just like some emperors in ancient times, they didn’t have the energy but wanted to be an emperor, but the consequences were so tragic.

Seeing that I didn't speak, the old man smiled and said, "Xiao Jiu, do you still want me to be the helmsman of your coffincarnators?"

He...he...he actually knelt down at me.

All right!

After he left the door, Joyce and I looked at each other.

This...this...this is impossible!

I nodded, but there was something strange in my heart, that was what he called a generous gift, perhaps related to the helmsman of our coffin maker.

At this moment, the old man came over, raised his hand and patted my shoulder, and smiled and said, "Xiao Jiu, I hope you can like this gift."

As he said that, he touched his neck.

Now, I was even more confused.

I understand his meaning, he said that if he bumped into it, someone would die.

He laughed, "Xiaojiu, Xiaojiu, do you think my grand master of Longhu Mountain will make such a joke with you? I can only tell you that you must be the helmman. If the coffin holders disagree, I don't mind accompanying you."

But I immediately felt that the old man said the generous gift was probably related to the identity of the helmist.

Joyce said: "Master Jiu, he should be going to prepare things."

As he spoke, he stared at me tightly and said word by word: "Because you are born to be suitable for this business, and there is also a coffin carryer like you in the whole south. Once someone is the helmist, I am afraid that the man's aura will come to an end."

The old man suddenly called me and smiled and said, "Xiaojiu, you are waiting here. I will prepare a generous gift for you."

You should know that China has always been a matter of kneeling, especially for people with status like the old man. It is like a fool to let him kneel down.

I stopped quickly, "Sir, please be polite, I..."

I couldn't help but breathe, staring at him tightly.

However, I can't guess too much about this situation now.

I followed him, and Joyce was stunned for a while, and then followed.

But now, he actually knelt down at me.

In an instant, I felt confused and quickly grabbed his arm.

He opened my arm and smiled at me, "Mr. Chen, you should be able to bear this kneeling for me. If possible, I hope you can go to Longhu Mountain to serve as the Minister of Temple in the future. I will be grateful to you again."

If I was confused by kneeling down before, then now, I just feel that all this is like a dream, making people unable to distinguish between reality and illusion.
Chapter completed!