Volume 1 Chapter 85: Love in the Past
A long time ago, I often heard the legend of Maoshan Taoist priests catching ghosts and demons, and at one time I even wanted to become a Taoist priest, but when I saw a real Maoshan Taoist priest, I couldn't help but be disappointed. Although our funeral home is a bit evil and makes money in an unconventional way, it has not done anything harmful to the world. Why does the respected Maoshan Taoist priest keep biting us?
At this time, Yan Zi, who had been keeping her head down and silent, suddenly took a few steps forward and came to the side of the Taoist priest with the ox nose and asked, "What is your relationship with Yu Xuanji?"
I was stunned for a moment, not understanding why Yan Zi suddenly said such a thing. Who is this Yu Xuanji?
The big-nosed Chen sneered and said nothing, obviously not wanting to pay any attention. Yan Zi waved at me and said, "Xiao Qi, come and feed this Taoist priest again."
I said "Okay", picked up the jar and walked forward.
The man with the Ox Nose's face turned ashen and he shouted, "That's my Uncle Yu!" When I saw him talking, I stepped back.
Yan Zi's face was expressionless as she asked, "How is he now?"
The bull nose stared at Yan Zi for a long time, with a look of doubt on his face, and sneered: "My uncle Yu is a rare genius in our Maoshan Sect, so of course he is very good!"
Yan Zi lowered her eyes and said, "Really?" Her voice was cold and indifferent, completely different from her usual tone of voice. This made me feel very strange, as if something was wrong, but I couldn't figure it out for a moment.
At this moment, Boss Ma suddenly shouted, "Swallow, don't!" As soon as the voice fell, several figures rushed forward.
My whole body was numb, and I saw Yan Zi took out a big hammer from somewhere and smashed it on the head of the bull nose. Her expression was indifferent, and her move was very fast. The hammer was about the size of a fist. If she hit it hard, the bull nose's stinky face would definitely be flattened on the spot!
Boss Ma and the muscular man both rushed out at the first moment, but they were far away and had no time to stop it. Seeing that the Bull Nose's brain was about to burst, the Lion Head screamed, and a hand reached out from behind Swallow and grabbed the handle of the hammer.
The hand was black and thick, and the owner of the hand had a face full of flesh. He grabbed the hammer, and the coquettish black hair under his lips trembled. Among so many people, it was the black-haired one who stopped Yan Zi.
When Boss Ma and the muscular man saw each other, they breathed a sigh of relief.
"Get out of here, you shorty!" Yan Zi's face was cold and her voice was emotionless. She was totally unlike the woman who usually could even curse at others with great enthusiasm.
Heimao chuckled and said, "What if I don't let go?"
Boss Ma stepped forward and snatched the hammer, glared at Yan Zi and said, "Nonsense! My words are not just words, are they?"
I looked at Yan Zi and felt something was wrong quietly walked up to the muscular man and asked in a low voice, "Who is that bastard Yu Xuanji? Does he have a grudge against Sister Yan Zi?"
The muscular man turned around and glanced at me. I was shocked when I saw him. This burly guy, who usually had a simple smile on his face, had red eyes at this moment.
My heart skipped a beat, thinking that the enemy of this birdman surnamed Yu might not be just Yan Zi. Then I remembered the second iron rule of the funeral home: "Taoists are not allowed to come to the door", and I couldn't help but understand more. I'm afraid that the reason why Boss Ma and Yan Zi hate all the Taoists in the world is related to this big nose surnamed Yu. What on earth did this birdman do?
Just as he was thinking about it, he heard the bull-nosed man on the ground chuckling coldly. He probably saw that several people didn't dare to touch him, so he immediately became fearless.
Boss Ma had a gloomy face, but he ignored him and said, "The whistle arrows have been released for a while. I'm afraid those powerful people in Maoshan will come to our door soon."
Niubizi sneered and said, "I'm glad you know!" Heimao was so angry that he kicked him. Niubizi spat out a mouthful of blood foam and sneered.
Boss Ma rolled his one eye and said in a deep voice, "Little Seven, leave now and don't come back. You just came to the funeral home not long ago and you are young, so those Taoists may not embarrass you." He glanced at the second grandmother and then at the thin bamboo pole, "It's a pity for the sixth brother, he got implicated by us."
The thin bamboo pole shook his head blankly. When the second mother-in-law came, she leaned back in the chair with her eyes closed, covered her mouth and coughed a few times. I don't know if she heard it or not.
Boss Ma turned his back and stood there for a long time, then turned to look at Heimao: "Old Third, is your corpse refining room still open?"
Heimao grinned, chuckled and said, "Of course."
Boss Ma waved his hand and said, "That's good." He glanced at the bull's nose on the ground and said, "Please help me. Push this Taoist priest in and burn him."
Heimao laughed out loud, "Ha", and even the coquettish tuft of black hair under his lips seemed to stand up much straighter.
"It should have been done long ago!" He walked towards the man surnamed Chen with a grim smile, grabbed the man by the collar with his thick black hand, and dragged him out.
"Are you crazy?" The bull nose screamed immediately, "Do you think you can burn me without anyone noticing? You are too naive!"
Boss Ma was unmoved, and neither was anyone else. Heimao turned around and slapped him twice, then continued to drag him out.
"What a bunch of lunatics!" The bull nose was probably really frightened this time, and he yelled at the top of his voice, "Alright, alright, I'll give in! As long as you let me go, I'll spare your lives. As long as you stay far away, I promise that we in Maoshan will not hold you accountable for what happened!"
Heimao sneered and dragged him on the ground, ignoring him completely. The Ox-nosed man was quite powerful, and was tied up like a big dumpling. When he passed the threshold, he was hooked by his feet on the door frame and stuck there tightly. Heimao pulled hard several times, but he couldn't get him out.
"What good will it do you to kill me? You can't escape. Everyone will die!" Perhaps it was a matter of life and death. The voice of this bull nose was particularly sharp at this time, which made my ears feel uncomfortable. "Let's discuss it, shall we?"
I glanced at the lion head beside me, and saw that his face was ashen and his body was shaking like a sieve. I just felt bitter in my mouth, but I couldn't say I was that scared. After all, I had seen even greater slaughter in the ancient tombs in southern Xinjiang. I just felt a little confused.
In fact, everyone here, including Lion Head, should know that although this Ox-Nose keeps saying that he can let us go, this is just a temporary measure. As long as he gets away, only even more terrible things will be waiting for us.
Heimao was probably irritated, so he grabbed Niubizi's hair with one hand and his waist with the other, and lifted him up into the air. Although Heimao was short, he was big and strong, and he looked very majestic with the man in his hands.
"Mad! Mad!" The man with the big nose was probably desperate and cursed, "Okay, okay, I will die with you! Hahaha, you will come to accompany me soon!"
Heimao spitted in his face and said, "Fuck you, I wanted to die together with you idiots ten years ago!"
He threw the man to the ground, grabbed his neck, and dragged him towards his morgue like a dead dog.
At this moment, a voice was heard with a few coughs, saying, "Pull the person back." The person who spoke had very little breath and her voice was very low, but as soon as she spoke, Heimao, who had been dragging the person about ten steps away, heard it immediately. He stopped on the road for a moment, and still pulled the person back.
I knew who was speaking just by the voice and cough. It was my second grandmother who had been leaning back in her chair with her eyes closed and had never spoken a word since she entered the hall.
As soon as she spoke, everyone in the hall turned their attention to her. However, she still closed her eyes, leaned back in her chair, and coughed from time to time.
Soon, the bull nose was dragged back to the hall. The old man laughed a very strange laugh: "You are not completely crazy! Haha, let me go quickly, let's sit down and have a good discussion! From now on, as long as you don't cause trouble here, I, Chen Yuande, will make the decision, and we in Maoshan will not interfere in your affairs!"
