Volume 4: It's Dark, Please Close Your Eyes Chapter 86 The Storyteller's Own Story
"Oh? Tang Zheng, you are an interesting person. The thing you want to borrow must be very interesting too. Tell me about it quickly." Du Qi Xi said with a smile.
Tang Zheng nodded, without any hesitation, and directly uttered two words: "Coffin!"
As soon as Tang Zheng finished speaking, everyone present changed their expressions.
Before, everyone thought that Tang Zheng was just a boastful fool, until they saw his strength and Du Qixi came out to greet him personally, they immediately realized that this guy might really be Du Qixi's good friend.
Those who were more informed even remembered Tang Zheng's true identity from the middle-aged warrior of the mountain guarding army.
Therefore, almost everyone pricked up their ears, curious about what kind of rare treasure Tang Zheng wanted to borrow by climbing up the Purple Gold Mountain and spending so much effort, so that everyone could take the opportunity to broaden their horizons.
Who would have thought that what Tang Zheng wanted to borrow was actually a coffin...
This guy is actually the enemy of the Du family, right? Otherwise, who would come to borrow this thing? Is he dissatisfied that he is not dying fast enough or early enough?
The mountain guarding army, which had just relaxed its vigilance, became nervous again. Many of them looked unhappy, thinking that Tang Zheng was disrespectful to Du Qixi. Fortunately, the leader of the mountain guarding army knew that Tang Zheng did have a good relationship with Du Qixi, and his eldest son had a peculiar temper, so he just thought that Tang Zheng was joking with Du Qixi and immediately stopped his subordinates' restlessness.
Even Du Qixi himself looked very excited after hearing Tang Zheng's words. After a moment, he burst into laughter: "Tang Zheng, how do you know that I have the coffin you want?"
Tang Zheng smiled and said, "Because you are Du Qixi, and because you like the stories I tell you."
After listening to this, Du Qixi clapped his hands and smiled, "The one who knows me best is Tang Zheng. I really like your story. When I heard it, I couldn't help but go back and find the best craftsmen and the best materials to build such a unique coffin according to your description."
Tang Zheng sighed: "But, I guessed the beginning of the story, but not the ending. I never expected that you didn't use this coffin, but I used it first. It's urgent, how about you lend me this coffin?"
Du Qixi nodded: "Of course, I haven't found a story that belongs to me anyway, but I have a request."
"explain."
"Let me go with you to see the person in your story." Du Qi Xi said expectantly.
"Okay, no problem." Tang Zheng answered without any hesitation.
Just like that, in public, the two of them talked about a long and confusing topic around a coffin, creating a large number of people who did not know the truth. Then Du Qixi said, "Wait for me," and quickly ran back to the mountain.
Then, not long after, he ran back to Tang Zheng carrying a huge object.
This huge object almost made the merchants who were watching it drop their eyes out.
What Du Qixi was carrying on his shoulders was actually a coffin.
But that coffin really opened everyone's eyes.
"The whole body is made of a piece of Taiyin Xuancui stone. My God, this coffin must be worth a million gold, right?"
"Ten thousand gold?! Haha, ten thousand gold is at most the cost of materials. Look at the carving, it's obvious that it was designed by the Yaoshan tribe and made by a master craftsman from Wuyou Island. The dignity of this is not something that can be measured by purple gold. It's a priceless treasure, a priceless treasure..."
"With a coffin like this, I'm afraid that whoever lies in it a hundred years later will have his body preserved and lifelike..."
"Tsk tsk, if I were given the chance to die in this coffin, I would commit suicide right now..."
"Come on, with your body shape, if you split it into ten pieces, you'd have to arrange them neatly to barely fit them, haha..."
Almost all the people living at the foot of Zijin Mountain are well-informed wealthy businessmen. They may not be familiar with other things, but they are well-informed about all kinds of rare treasures and top-quality materials. When they saw the coffin that Du Qixi was carrying, their eyes widened and they no longer cared whether the coffin was auspicious or not, or whether it violated any taboos.
When something is so precious, even a chamber pot can become a sought-after collection, let alone such a crystal clear and dreamy coffin.
Tang Zheng looked at the cold, translucent coffin and nodded with satisfaction: "Good coffin."
Du Qixi smiled somewhat complacently: "I believe that the person you want to put in must be worthy of it."
"Let's go without further ado." Tang Zheng took the coffin, turned around and was about to get on the horse.
"Okay! But... your Snowland warhorse is slow and uncomfortable. Let's switch to my Yuyuntian carriage." Du Qixi held Tang Zheng, and the mountain guard soldiers behind him immediately drove out a luxurious carriage with a cloud base, carved beams and painted rafters, pulled by nine BMWs with white wings from the camp.
After Tang Zheng brought the coffin and got on the carriage with Du Qixi, the celestial horses neighed in unison, ran, spread their wings, and soared into the sky on the clouds.
Only the merchants at the foot of the mountain were left, watching the carriage with envy and curiosity as it gradually became smaller until it disappeared into the horizon.
No one knew why Du Qixi would spend so much effort to build a coffin when he was still young, and no one could guess why Tang Zheng wanted to borrow such a precious coffin.
I've heard of people borrowing gold, silver, money and other things, but this is the first time I've seen people borrowing coffins.
Whose coffin?
Whose story is this again?
These questions echoed in the minds of the merchants who saw this bizarre scene today, and they couldn't help but wonder for a long time.
"This carriage is nice. Do you have any for sale?" After borrowing the coffin, Tang Zheng felt much better. Looking at the clouds that kept changing outside the carriage, feeling the speed and comfort of the carriage, he felt the urge to spend money again.
After all, this kind of amphibious, self-navigating, unmanned super luxury vehicle is incomparable to the supercars in the previous life. Since you are not short of money, you would be sorry if you don't buy one.
"This carriage is usually only supplied to the senior members of the major families. But if you want it, that's fine. I'm too lazy to tell you the price. You probably don't care anyway. I don't know much about it either. I'll place an order for you when the work is done. When it's completed, someone will notify you to pick it up." Du Qi Xi said casually.
His mind now was completely focused on Tang Zheng borrowing the coffin.
The idea behind making this coffin came from the story of Murong Zhuifeng that Tang Zheng had told him.
The man in the story has a lot of stories to tell, and a coffin that he will never forget after seeing it once. Inside the coffin is the wife he has never loved enough in his life...
This made Du Qixi, who had been pursuing interesting and tasteful things all his life, extremely excited. After returning, he built such a coffin according to Tang Zheng's description and his own imagination, thinking that maybe he could also find someone who was qualified to lie in the coffin like in the story.
However , the coffin was found, but the person was not.
The listener did not find his own story, but the storyteller told him a new story in the carriage.
This story is naturally Xu Qingyan's story.
After listening to Tang Zheng’s new story, Du Qixi also felt a little emotional.
Xu Qingyan and Du Qixi had only met twice.
The first time was in Tang Zheng’s Tianxia Minglu. He was a man of few words but had great musical skills. That was all the impression Du Qixi had of him.
The second time was at the scene of the dream mirage. This man who could never wake up again saved all the human talents, even Du Qixi himself who had rashly entered the dream. This time, Du Qixi's impression of Xu Qingyan was unforgettable for the rest of his life.
However, Du Qi Xibin didn’t know what kind of story this man who didn’t like to talk had with Tang Zheng that made Tang Zheng have to travel thousands of miles to borrow a coffin.
Until, Tang Zheng was in the carriage, starting from the first time he saw Xu Qingyan in Wulong Town, telling the story bit by bit until today.
"Back then, we were enemies, but now, we are brothers." Tang Zheng smiled and said this lightly. Then he looked quietly at the coffin in front of him and stopped talking.
Du Qixi patted Tang Zheng's shoulder and said with a smile: "Murong Zhuifeng's story is very sad, but it is far less heroic than yours. His coffin is filled with love and his wife, but your coffin is filled with not only friendship and brotherhood, but also a hero. Your coffin is much heavier than his, but I believe you can carry it."
Tang Zheng nodded and looked out the window: "We're here."
Even though it was Du Qixi's Yuyuntian carriage, and even though there was no one guarding the gate of Tianyi Valley, they did not fly directly into the valley, but chose to get off at the valley entrance just like Tang Zheng did before.
As soon as the two got off the carriage, they saw Xiao Tanzhi standing at the entrance of Tianyi Valley.
"How did you know we would be here now?" Tang Zheng asked curiously as he looked at Xiao Tanzhi, whom he met by chance again .
"It's simple. Today is the third day. I've been waiting here since early morning." Xiao Tanzhi said lightly.
Tang Zheng's expression changed slightly. He thanked Xiao Tanzhi and walked into the valley.
"Little Blanket, why don't you come along? What are you daydreaming about?" Du Qixi waved his hand in front of Xiao Tanzhi and said with a smile.
"Has he been borrowing this coffin for you these three days?" Xiao Tanzhi asked.
"Yes, is there any problem?" Du Qi Xi asked curiously.
"There is a problem, and it's a big problem." Xiao Tanzhi sighed.
"What's the problem? This coffin of mine is made of a whole piece of Taiyin Xuancui Stone. It doesn't have even a trace of impurities. I also asked people from the Yaoshan Tribe and Wuyou Island to help. I don't believe it will not help to curb Xu Qingyan's injuries." Du Qixi shook his head.
"Your coffin is indeed good, but did Tang Zheng tell you that Xu Qingyan's injuries are now almost unstoppable even by the effect of the Suppressing Evil Spring in our valley? Although your coffin is good, it is just a star weapon that has reached the extreme of Taiyin star power. Do you think its effect can compare to that of the Suppressing Evil Spring?" Xiao Tanzhi frowned.
