Seeing this, most of the spectators had left, and only the original funeral procession continued to walk on the road.

However.

As Mr. Yin Yang said just now, what this group of people thought was the end was just the beginning.

Wei Yi shook his head:

"Things are far from complete."

"Carrying a coffin full of unwillingness and resentment, how can there be peace on this journey?"

After finishing speaking, Wei Yi asked the coachman beside him to drive the carriage behind him, while he followed the team closely.

It just so happens that I can communicate with the old gentleman in front of me.

The coffin sets off.

Wei Yiyao slowly walked towards Mr. Yin Yang:

"Junior Xuan Xuanzi has met the senior."

"Senior's use of pure Yang cockscomb blood is really an eye-opener for this junior."

"Wonderful, wonderful!"

At this time, the old gentleman had already put on his crutches. When he saw Wei Yi coming over, he couldn't help but reveal a smile on his face:

"My little friend is not bad either."

"Although he looks young, his spiritual platform is bright and his eyes are filled with energy. He is much better than a rotten old guy like me."

"What's even more valuable is that I have a righteous heart, but my whole body is surrounded by pure energy without any Yin energy. It's really shameful."

After finishing speaking, Old Mr. Yin Yang glanced at the team advancing in front, and then said with a smile:

"My surname is Li. I have been engaged in the yin and yang industry for nearly my whole life. I have seen all kinds of things in this industry."

"My little friend also saw something was wrong with this coffin, so you came here, right?"

Wei Yi already understood that Mr. Li had seen what he meant.

So he also smiled and said:

"This can be regarded as a coincidence. Just when I was about to go home, I met Mr. Casting a spell."

"It's my luck that I saw the problem with the coffin, so I shamelessly followed him, wanting to learn from my seniors."

Hearing what Wei Yi said, Mr. Li couldn't help but point at him helplessly:

"You, you, you are so humble, little friend."

"No wonder he has achieved such success at such a young age. He has to be convinced."

"If you don't mind it, you can come to Lijia Town, under the jurisdiction of Pingyang County, to play when you have time."

"I feel a little bored alone."

This is an invitation to Wei Yi.

It can be said that through these few words, he initially recognized Wei Yi.

Wei Yi was also very surprised when he heard this. He was the only one who saw that this old gentleman was full of sinister energy.

He was stained with so much yin energy and still didn't die. This old gentleman must have had the yin vein.

This is a powerful lineage.

It can even connect to dead people, but Wei Yi just lacks experience in this area.

"Then junior, it's better to be respectful than to obey."

"I hope that when the junior comes to bother me, the senior won't find it annoying~"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Just like that, the two of them were walking and chatting.

What they talked about were also some strange things they knew about each other.

Of course, most of the time it was the old man who was talking about Wei Yi. After all, the old man’s life was a living dictionary, worthy of countless people’s study.

Half a while passed.

The team that was walking on the road just now suddenly stopped.

This barren mountain suddenly stopped on such a bumpy road, which was somewhat intrusive.

What's more, there has always been a saying when carrying a coffin that it never touches the ground.

And now.

The coffin, which had been lifted up not long ago, fell heavily to the ground.

"boom!"

The sound was very heavy, and no matter how hard the four young men tried, the coffin could not move at all.

"One, two, three, get up!"

"One, two, three, get up!!"

"One or two..."

Seeing this scene, the middle-aged man leading the way suddenly felt a thump in his heart.

Now he understood that what the old Mr. Yin and Yang said finally came true. Their road must not be peaceful!

Hear the noise in front.

The two people who were exchanging practice experiences looked at each other silently, and finally sighed:

"Alas~"

The old gentleman walked in front, and Wei Yi walked behind. They looked like they were a pair of master and disciple.

I saw Mr. Li coming over.

The middle-aged man repeatedly exclaimed:

"Mr. Li, you have to think of a way."

"This coffin has been dropped to the ground twice. There really can't be any problems this time!"

He was also really worried.

My relatives are all weak in the legs, not to mention the other servants and the invited troupe.

Seeing him in such a hurry, Mr. Li waved calmly:

"Don't panic, don't panic~, go to the back first and get all the gold and silver ingots."

"Now you are meeting the God of Wealth. If you don't take care of them, they won't let you go."

"In these barren mountains and wild mountains, the lonely ghosts are jealous when they look at your mighty team. They don't give a share to let others get rich. How can they let you leave so easily?"

The old gentleman has rich experience.

After all, the barren mountains and ridges are full of poor people. If a rich family suddenly comes, how can they not rob them?

What's more, if there is plenty of Yin Qi in the coffin, it will be easier to do this, and it may cause a corpse transformation.

Wei Yi listened quietly from behind.

The old man was giving him guidance. How could he not seize this opportunity?

Wait until the gold and silver ingots arrive.

The old gentleman suddenly took out a small bag of glutinous rice from his backpack:

"I'm old and my hands are no longer steady. Please help me, little friend, to draw a circle for me."

"Just one step is enough. When you finish the painting, don't forget to sprinkle a little more rice in it. It can also be regarded as accumulating merit."

Wei Yi took the rice bag with both hands and walked quietly to the front of the team.

The glutinous rice was lightly sprinkled on the hand.

After a while, I drew what the old gentleman said was a stepping circle.

At this time, the old gentleman called everyone around him:

"Put the gold and silver ingots in quickly and burn them. Your filial sons and grandsons will come and kowtow."

"As soon as the fire burns, we have passed this level~"

While saying this, Mr. Li threw gold and silver ingots into the circle.

The flames were very scorching.

A gust of dark wind howled past.

It was like someone was vying for the first place, the yellow paper was flying in the air, and in a short time all the paper was turned into ashes.

At this moment, Wei Yi looked down again.
To be continued...