Chapter 1999: The soul is broken in the river, the coffin is buried in the mouth of Jiulong (1)

At the same time, the coffin holders beside me stared at the old man with incredible expressions.

Especially the coffin-carrying maker who spoke before, his eyes widened, wiped his eyes hard, then looked at the old man and said tremblingly: "Master Chen, is this?"

I was also confused.

However, in less than a few seconds, I immediately came to my senses in shock.

If you guess correctly, the Longhu Mountain Scenekeeper is giving me face regardless of his reputation.

This love is very heavy.

It's so much that I can't taste it.

It was so much that I didn't dare to look at him at all.

Without any hesitation, I hurried over, helped the old man up, and quickly knelt down to him.

My interest was also raised by him, staring at him straight at him, and then he heard him say, "Parent Lord, this is the case. I want to suggest to you that we coffin holders no longer use the Eight Immortals Palace as the basis, but build a brand new cultural media company. In addition, now that the Internet is developing like this, we... can use the Internet platform to let more people know about our industry. In addition, if we are determined to establish a cultural media company, I am willing to provide 10 million yuan in funds free of charge."

"Go to Yancheng?" Han Qiu came over.

I glanced at him and whispered: "It's nothing, by the way, in a few days, you and Han Qiu, come with me to Yancheng, Jiangsu."

This made me frown.

As he spoke, he let go of my shoulders, looked at the coffin-carrying maker, and cursed: "You said you are all older and you won't look at people anymore, right? You only see that I have thousands of years of background in Longhu Mountain, but you can't see the future of your palace master. According to me, letting Chen Jiu be your coffin-carrying maker is simply a waste of talent."

After a long time of silence, Zhuge Qingming pulled me and whispered: "Parent Lord, it's time for us to go back. Don't forget that there are still many things waiting for you in the village."

Without hesitation, I quickly said, "Only a few of us know what happened today. If anyone says it, don't blame me for turning against me."

As soon as these words were said, not only were I confused, but the coffin holders present were all confused.

It can even be said that with his words, those coffin-carrying masters will definitely make more comments when they return to the village and say everything that happened today.

If I were very familiar with the old man, his kneeling might be due to human nature.

But I can't be happy.

Before I could kneel down, he grabbed my shoulder and smiled and said, "Mr. Chen, you should kneel down, but I have considered it."

After all, he knelt in front of so many people. If I refuse, wouldn’t he be a beast?

Just as I was stunned for a moment, Zhuge Qingming came over and asked me: "Parent Lord, today is a milestone for us coffin holders. Why are you still full of sorrow?"

Before I could finish, Zhuge Qingming interrupted me and said, "Parent Lord, I know what you are going to say. Before coming here, I thought it clearly. If we coffin maker wants to develop, we must support money. I have contacted several rich people and explained the situation to them. They are willing to pay to support us."

I want to say thank you.

When the coffin holders heard his scolding, they all bowed their heads and said nothing.

Just like that, I looked at him, he looked at me.

Because, everything he did was for me.

He laughed, didn't say anything, and walked straight into the Taoist temple.

He kneeled down to me, just to help me raise my face, but once these coffin holders tell me, how can he continue to do anything in the future?

Without thinking, he said, "Parent Lord, according to our Zhuge family's experience, if we want to develop, we must keep up with the pace of the times."

While this made me feel relieved, I had to praise him, "Yes, what do those rich people say?"

"Prince Palace Master, don't worry, we will never talk nonsense." The coffin-carrying maker said in unison.

When the old man saw me say this, he felt a little relieved, walked over and lowered his voice, "Xiaojiu, I can only help you here. The rest depends on you."

I nodded, and without hiding it, I said, "I have to go over there to find out something. I feel more at ease with you two by my side. In addition, Zhuge Qingming, I may go back this time..."

I thought about it for a while and the possibility of the former is extremely high.

When the coffin-carrying maker saw Zhuge Qingming stop, they also stopped.

I nodded, came to my senses, and moved down the mountain.

He stopped and took a deep breath.

Listening to this, I have to say that Zhuge Qingming is worthy of being a great help.

Especially Zhuge Qingming's last words, it was undoubtedly a bombshell.

I nodded and stared at him tightly.

I did want to tell him just now that he would be short of money or something, but he didn't expect that he would solve this problem in advance.

After a long time, the old man smiled and said indifferently: "Xiaojiu, what I just said has been effective in the past ten years. If you really have ideas in this regard, I will never be stingy."

I quickly stopped, "I dare not, I dare not!"

Seeing this, I have no idea how to thank him.

But, I don't know how to speak.

This made me frown. If this is true, the old man forced me to agree to what he asked for.

I frowned and asked him, "What does it mean?"

I stared at him tightly and asked him, "Why?"

On the way down the mountain, the coffin carryrs were nagging about what had happened before, especially the elderly coffin carryrs, who almost cried and even started to tremble when they spoke.

Looking at his back, I didn't feel confused. I thought he would give me some generous gifts, but who would have thought that it would be such a generous gift that I couldn't taste.

After saying this, he spat at the coffin-carrying maker, "I don't know if I'm pregnant with you gold and jade, but I just think about the sterling silver gesture in someone else's pot."

However, I was not familiar with the old man at all. There were only two possibilities when he knelt down like this. First, he might have asked me for help, and second, he was selling the face of Doctor Lu.

There is nothing we can do about this. In their eyes, the old man's kneeling just now, the whole coffin carryr was about to be proud as he knelt.

As we all know, we coffin holders are all poor and have no money, but Zhuge Qingming actually said ten million at the moment of opening his mouth. What’s more important is that it’s the kind that’s free, which is equivalent to giving away ten million.

He smiled and asked me, "Parent Lord, the prosperity of the entire coffin-carrying industry is compared to ten millions, which one do you choose?"

In an instant, I got it.

However, I was not sure about the suggestion he made for the time being, so I gave up, "I will discuss this matter in detail when I return to the village!"

While we were talking, our group got off Tianmen Mountain and headed straight to the bus station.
Chapter completed!