Zombie World: I have a coffin shop

Chapter 357

Chapter 296 Flying Sword | Zombie World: I Have a Coffin Shop | Zombie World: I have a Coffin Shop

Chapter 296? Flying Sword

“Why is it useless because your friend didn’t die at all?”

“How could it be possible that I saw his body with my own eyes!”

Zhu Dachang’s head had a tendon, and instead he laughed at Su Yang.

“Junior brother, your formation technique is not good, and you always like to brag!”

Su Yang was speechless and shook his head.

“Senior brother, how about we make a bet”

“What to bet”

Zhu Dachang asked in surprise.

“Just bet this! If my formation fails, I will give you my treasure!”

Su Yang took out the flying sword and shook it in front of his eyes.

Zhu Dachang’s eyes lit up immediately.

“This flying sword is amazing! Really give it to me”

Su Yang retracted his flying sword and grabbed Zhu Dachang’s wrist.

“Wait… if you lose”

Zhu Dachang said without hesitation, “Then I’ll call you grandpa!”

“Okay, it’s a deal! I recognize your grandson!”

Su Yang and Zhu Dachang clapped their hands and joked.

Zhu Dachang stretched out his fist to beat Su Yang.

The two quarreled for a while, and the guy from the Bliss came over to call someone.

“Big intestine, hurry up, the second uncle called you to go to Ma’s house to help!”

Zhu Dachang sighed, thinking of Ma Linxiang’s death, he felt sad in his heart.

“Hey, let’s go, let’s go and help!”

“Su Yang is about to be buried, how could he not die?”

Su Yang sighed and stretched out his hand.

“Alas, now dead!”

“Ah, what do you mean, how do you look like”

Zhu Dachang grabbed Su Yang’s sleeve and walked downstairs.

“Let’s go, let’s go help!”

The West Mountain of Majia Village, a treasure land of Fengshui, where the dead of Majia Town are buried.

“The soul crosses the Wuxu Cave, and the soul crosses the Naihe Bridge!”

“Alas! Ma Jialinxiang, at the age of thirty or forty, is diligent and eager to learn:…”

A sacrificial text, Yang Juren shook his head as he read it, and was still in a state of hangover.

The yellow paper money is flying, and Zhu Erye is wearing a yellow Taoist robe and wielding a peach wood sword.

Su Yang helped set things aside, Zhu Dachang was talking with the two guys.

“I tell you, Junior Brother Su has a flying sword, and he promised to give it to me!”

“How could he give you the Feijian if it’s real or fake?”

Da Zhang asked in shock, looking at Su Yang, suspecting that Zhu Dachang was bragging.

Zhu Dachang walked directly to Su Yang’s side and patted his shoulder.

“Junior brother, Lin Xiang has already been buried, and now he is still alive to bring the flying sword!”

Su Yang smiled and shook his head.

“Senior brother, it’s still too early to say this, we can see it clearly tonight!”

“What do you mean, is Lin Xiang still alive tonight?”

Zhu Dachang looked at him suspiciously, thinking that Su Yang was going to cheat.

“Junior brother, you don’t mean to delay time, don’t want to give me treasures?”Su Yang shook his head, and a mysterious smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

“Junior brother, it’s just one night, are you still afraid of me running away?”

Here, the ritual has reached the final step, breaking the tile and sending the soul to the yellow spring.

“Linxiang! Woohoo!”

Li Yueying cried a lot, threw herself on the coffin, slapped the coffin, and cried bitterly.

The people on the side hurriedly helped him up and advised: “Sister Linxiang, don’t be too sad, take care of your health!”

Li Yueying was helped up, and everyone couldn’t help but glance at her.

“Die young, woe!”

The ceremony was still in progress, and everyone wiped away their tears.

“Cry, cry!”

A group of people pretending to be filial sons and grandsons immediately burst into tears.

“woo woo woo woo!”

The scene became lively, and the cries of the crowd were mixed.

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