The woman's crying stopped suddenly.
She wiped away the non-existent tears on her face and looked at her husband quietly.
In fact, there is a local saying that an 80-year-old man like Mr.
Chen who passed away without disaster or illness is called happy mourning, because he neither hindered future generations nor suffered from the grinder himself, so it can be regarded as a normal accumulation.
Merit means bringing blessings to future generations.
But now, the man in front of him actually said that he could resurrect the dead.
That was ridiculous.
It has been almost thirty years since she married into the Chen family.
She has seen her father-in-law do things for people hundreds of times, but she has never heard of him being able to make people live again.
Thinking of this, the woman straightened her waist a little more, and said to Mu Yunbai: "Young man, although I don't know who you are, if you can really save my father-in-law, our whole family will give you three bows and nine kowtows."
You salute me."
As soon as she said these words, she felt someone behind her tugging at her clothes, but she flicked her hand without looking, convinced in her heart that the person in front of her was telling lies.
Mu Yunbai glanced at the people in the room coldly and said with a smile: "Forget it, I think Mr.
Chen still has a lot to say to you."
After saying that, in front of everyone, he took out the three steel needles that he had previously removed from Mr.
Chen's head, and pushed them all back into Mr.
Chen's Tianling point without missing a beat.
I saw Mr.
Chen, whose face was ashen just now, slowly regaining his rosiness.
After a while, I heard his even breathing, and then he slowly opened his eyes, as if he really just fell asleep.
Wake up.
Seeing his son and grandson kneeling all over the room, Mr.
Chen looked very surprised.
He was about to ask what happened when he saw Mu Yunbai and Tang Xiaoman standing aside.
He smiled helplessly, glanced at everyone and said, "It seems you all know."
"Dad, what is going on?"
Master Chen, who had just personally checked his breathing, wanted to know what was going on.
Mr.
Chen shook his head with a wry smile and said, "It's nothing.
I just worked as a ghost exorcist all my life, and at the end of the day I became a ghost."
Hearing him say this in person, everyone in the room was frightened by him, and a few timid ones even hugged each other.
"Forget it, you all go out first," Mr.
Chen said to the people kneeling in the room, then turned to look at Mu Yunbai, "I think you must have a lot to ask me."
Tang Xiaoman nodded and asked Mr.
Chen what was going on with her senior sister Tang Ruyi.
The original story was that she came to City B in Province S to help people get rid of bad luck, but how did it develop into something like this?
She had colluded with people from the ghost world a long time ago Mr.
Chen just smiled and said nothing.
After Master Chen kicked everyone else out of the room, he slowly said to his son: "You should also stay and listen, so as not to find you again in the future."
Other people’s troubles.”
When Master Chen heard this, he glanced at Tang Xiaoman and Mu Yunbai in embarrassment, and then remained silent.
"I think you all already know what happened to me two years ago."
Mr.
Chen said as he recalled, "At that time, I knew that I would definitely not be able to pass this test, but at that time, I couldn't figure it out.
I have been doing good deeds to save people all my life, why did I end up like this?"
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"So the more you think about it, the more confused you become.
But even so, it's impossible to turn you into a zombie."
Tang Xiaoman asked with a frown
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