I shook my head slightly and said: "That Bachipu must have some restrictions here! If I don't come up with enough money, or in other words, don't come up with enough money to satisfy the people in the house, we won't be able to find out about Bachipu.

.The owner of Bachipu is deliberately letting people on the street make money."

"What's the road number for Bachipu? We'll look at it tonight."

After a while, Ye Yangzi and I rushed to the intersection behind Feng Shui Street with Tan Lang Coffin, and we discovered that there was actually no road there. What was connected to the street entrance was a piece of yellow sand where even no grass grew.

When we reached the wasteland, we saw a crossroads drawn there.

This is where the eight-foot coffin leads!

When I took out the big money, Ye Yang whispered: "There is someone behind me, the owner of the paper shop."

"80% out of curiosity! Don't worry about him!" As I spoke, I threw out the big coin, and the big coin rolled on the sand as expected.

When I looked in the direction where the big money was rolling, a lonely shop really appeared on the wasteland.

The dim light from the lantern on the left side of the door just illuminated the store's plaque: "Eight-foot Coffin"

When the owner of the paper shop at the corner of the street saw the coffin shop, he was so frightened that he made a move: "Oh my God! Why is there an eight-foot coffin in this place? What are they playing with?"

"You're trying to kill me!" The boss was frightened by a sudden sneer from behind: "Dad, why are you here?"

As soon as the boss said something, he jumped up from the street: "Dad, aren't you dead? You...you..."

"Only a dead man can find an eight-foot coffin!" When the old man's voice came over, the owner of the paper shop fell limply as if his bones had been ripped out. A hand stretched out from the dark shadow in the corner and held him

Dragging it into the grass on the roadside.

After Ye Yang and I looked at each other, we carried Tanlang's coffin and walked towards the eight-foot coffin. I finally met the shopkeeper of the coffin shop.

I looked up and down at the old man sitting behind the coffin with a plate of walnuts for a long time before I said, "You are the shopkeeper of Bachipu, Old Man Bachi?"

"I, Yao Bachi! The current shopkeeper of the coffin shop!" Yao Bachi took out the tea set from the back of the coffin and placed it on the coffin lid: "Please use tea!"

Seeing me not moving, Yao Bachi smiled again and said, "Don't I look like the shopkeeper?"

I responded: "You are different from what I imagined. I thought the Bachipu shopkeeper should be a dead person, or a ghost or god, but I didn't expect you to be a living person!"

Yao Bachi picked up the tea cup: "In the art of martial arts, there is no distinction between humans and ghosts. I do business with both living and dead people. I also want to ask, do you know the rules of Bachipu?"

I shook my head and said, "The person who introduced me here never told me the rules."

Yao Bachi smiled and said: "The person who introduced you here is Wen Yi, right? That guy is the only one who doesn't tell others my rules."

Yao Bachi said: "When you come to do business, I'll tell you my rules first. If you can't accept it, then we don't have to talk about it further, so as not to hurt Wen Yi's face."

I nodded and said, "You tell me, I'm all ears."

Yao Bachi said: "Those who come to the Bachi Coffin must light the white lamp and knock on the coffin, and then they have to bring out something that can make the shopkeeper's heart beat. Otherwise, there will be one more person in the coffin at Bachipu."

Yao Bachi waved his hand gently, and a wall made of coffins appeared behind him.

I could feel that there were people in each of those coffins.

Those people have both the yin energy of the dead and the life and death of living people. People can't tell whether those people are dead or alive.

Yao Bachi saw that I was silent and then smiled and said: "Don't worry, I am not someone who kills people casually. As long as you don't deliberately play tricks on me, I won't let you sleep in the coffin. First, what are you going to do? Then, we will

Negotiate the price.”

I said: "I want to ask you to help me solve a coffin. I just don't know if you can solve the riddle on that coffin!"

When I looked at Yao Bachi with a half-smile, I discovered that Yao Bachi, who was opposite the coffin, had gone somewhere!

The other party's physical skills alone are astonishing!

Before my shocked look faded, I heard Yao Bachi saying next to Ye Yang: "Then it depends on what price you offer? The price is right, and there is no mystery that I can't solve."

I immediately calmed down: "I want you to help me unpack a coffin brought from Xiaoshan Mountain. The owner of the coffin may be from the Era of Conferred Gods. How much do you want from this business?"

Yao Bachi hesitated for a moment and stretched out a finger: "These!"

I took out a one-yuan coin from my pocket and placed it on the coffin: "These?"

Yao Bachi picked up the coin and laughed: "I like your courage! However, if you dare to play tricks on me, I will definitely do something you don't like. Do you understand?"

I waved my hand lightly, and Ye Yang lifted up the black cloth covering Tanlang's coffin.

Yao Bachi walked around the Tanlang Coffin several times, but his expression became more and more solemn. It was not until he opened the coffin lid and saw the compass inside that he said in a deep voice: "Who are you?"
Chapter completed!