Chapter 658 Uncle Chu, Please Give Me a Coffin

Guaranteeing you peace and tranquility in the coffin shop.

As the people of Daning County expected, the shop was deserted and no customers came to the store.

In the eyes of the neighbors, the coffin shop would close in less than a year.

"Uncle Chu!"

A boy stepped into the coffin shop with a food box.

The coffin shop had no front hall. As soon as you enter the door, you will see a yard with many coffin boards leaning against the walls on both sides.

"My sister asked me to bring it to you."

The boy put the food box on the stone table in the yard and walked straight to the dozens of human-shaped wooden sculptures placed in the yard, reaching out to touch them.

"Didn't I tell you not to touch these wood carvings?"

A voice came from the inner room. The boy stopped immediately and looked at the man who walked out of the room. He laughed and said, "Uncle Chu, your wood carving is so lifelike. I want to take it to see."

"If you want to see this wood carving, you have to worship me as your master and learn from me."

The boy's face fell all of a sudden: "Uncle Chu, you know my sister won't agree."

In his sister's mind, he wanted him to learn martial arts.

"Uncle Chu, why don't you marry my sister? Then you will be my brother-in-law. My sister will definitely not object to me learning carving from you."

Chu Ning glared at the boy unhappily: "Don't say these words. I told you a long time ago that your uncle Chu has a wife."

"What's wrong with having a wife? She ran away with someone. My sister also has a brother-in-law. You two are just right together."

The little boy muttered this sentence softly, but Chu Ning heard it clearly with his hearing ability and could only smile.

Since he opened a coffin shop here, many girls have been interested in him because of his good looks, and matchmakers have come to him to propose marriage, but he refused because he already had a wife.

I don't know how, but when it spread to other people, the version changed.

It became that he married a woman from a wealthy family because of his handsome face, but because he ran a coffin shop, the business was not very good, and finally his wife ran away with someone else.

This rumor is fine, but what is even more outrageous is that there are many aunts and aunties who use this to educate their daughters that they can't just look at the appearance when looking for a husband, but also look at whether he has the ability to make money. If you only have good looks but can't make money, you can't marry.

The popular translation is, you want bread but not love.

Chu Ning was also very upset when he heard this rumor. I don't know which wicked person spread such a rumor.

It's really like Zhang San died a chicken at the head of the village, and it spread to the end of the village that Li Si loved someone else's wife.

As for the boy's sister, she was a strong woman. Her parents died early, and she ran a tofu stall alone to earn money to support her brother. She was considered a tofu beauty.

A few years ago, the matchmaker introduced a marriage to this tofu beauty. The man had already given the engagement letter, but the man suddenly died of an acute illness, and the tofu beauty was rejected.

The county town was so small that the news naturally spread. In the mouths of the neighbors, it became that the tofu beauty was destined to be a husband killer. In addition, there was a younger brother who was a burden, so naturally no one would act as a matchmaker.

Chu Ning knew that the tofu beauty was probably in love with him, after all, his appearance was there.

Moreover, he was a coffin shop owner, and many people were taboo about his profession. His wife ran away with someone else. In the eyes of the tofu beauty, the two were probably a perfect match.

Asking her brother to send her food was a way to express her feelings.

It was a pity that the flowers were willing but the water was ruthless.

Chu Ning opened the food box and got a bowl of hot tofu and soy milk. He was not polite. It was not that he was a scumbag and did not like people to enjoy the things they gave him.

But after he refused several times, this tofu beauty still asked his brother to send it to him, so he could only accept it calmly.

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"Excuse me, is the shopkeeper here?"

Just when Chu Ning was enjoying the tofu feast, footsteps came from the door and a middle-aged man walked in.

"What's the matter?"

"Are you the shopkeeper?"

The middle-aged man looked tired and looked at Chu Ning with doubts. Such a young coffin shopkeeper?

"I am the shopkeeper. Do you want to buy a coffin?"

"Shopkeeper, I see you don't have a coffin here. I want to buy a ready-made coffin."

"Ready-made?"

Chu Ning smiled slightly: "No, but if you need it, you can come to pick it up tomorrow morning."

Hearing Chu Ning say that he could come to pick it up tomorrow morning, the man had a happy look in his eyes: "Can it be available tomorrow morning?"

"It can be available tomorrow morning." Chu Ning answered affirmatively.

"Okay, then come tomorrow morning. Shopkeeper, how much is a coffin?"

"Ten taels."

"Ten taels?"

The man was obviously shocked by the price. Normally, the price of a coffin is about one tael, and ten taels is already very high.

"Shopkeeper, is the material used for your coffin special?"

"Just these wooden boards on the wall."

The man glanced at the wooden boards against the courtyard wall, and his mouth twitched. This is the most common pine wood. Such a coffin would not cost even one tael in other coffin shops.

"Shopkeeper, can you make it cheaper?"

Chu Ning smiled slightly and said nothing. The man looked a little ugly. After a few breaths, he said: "Okay, ten taels is ten taels, but I will come tomorrow morning. If I can't hand over the coffin..."

"Ten times compensation."

Hearing Chu Ning's words, the man said nothing more, turned around and left.

To be honest, if other coffin shops did not sell coffins this time, he would not have come to this coffin shop. Before he came in, he had also inquired about the reputation of the owner of this coffin shop. When he opened the shop, I went to ask the neighbors if they wanted to buy a coffin. If I didn't get beaten to death, it was considered a kindness of the neighbors.

Coming here was his last choice. Under Yang Wei's threat, other coffin shops would not sell coffins at all. The shopkeeper would sell them for ten taels of silver. He probably knew about this and took advantage of the situation.

This was also the reason why he didn't explain to the shopkeeper. If the other party wanted to take advantage of the situation, he would give him ten taels of silver. In this way, if Yang Wei retaliated against the other party, he would not feel guilty.

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"Uncle Chu, your coffin is so expensive."

The boy was very shocked. Chu Ning smiled slightly: "It's natural to sell it expensively. Okay, return the food box to your sister. This is the first business. You, Uncle Chu, and I have to be busy too."

"Then I won't disturb Uncle Chu."

The boy went back with the food box. Chu Ning raised his right hand, and a wooden board on the wall came to him. Then he picked up the ax placed aside and began to chip away at the board.

As the ax rises and falls, the shape of the coffin board begins to appear. Every time the ax falls, the wood chips chipped from the board fall to the ground like time has passed.

An hour later, the shape of the coffin board appeared, and Chu Ning began to carve the texture with great care. What was carved in his hands was not only wood, but also awe of the passage of time.

The next day, the morning light faded.

When a ray of morning light fell in the yard of the coffin shop and fell on the newly completed coffin, Chu Ning stared at the coffin in front of her, feeling an inexplicable emotion well up in her heart.

This is the alternation of life and death.

The morning light represents vitality, but for an old man, this moment represents the end of life, and the time between life and death is accompanying it.

The moment Chu Ning's coffin was finished, footsteps were heard at the door of the coffin shop. The man who came yesterday appeared. This time it was not just the man, but also three other strong men.

"Put down the money and you can carry the coffin and leave."

Chu Ning didn't say much, and the man did the same. He took out a banknote from his pocket and placed it on the stone table, and then several people carried the coffin and left.

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That evening, several people stepped into the coffin shop with angry faces, but after a few breaths, several people walked out of the coffin shop.

In the next few months, the coffin shop still had no business, and Chu Ning was not in a hurry and stayed in the yard comfortably every day.

winter!

The first snow fell in Daning County.

The children were happily playing in the snow, and the people were also very happy. The heavy snowfall meant that the harvest would not be bad next year.

Although a few poor people suffered from the cold due to the heavy snow, no one died in the end.

However, when the heavy snow continued to fall for seven consecutive days, the people of Daning County began to panic.

Daning County has never snowed for so long.

The entire county is covered with snow, and ordinary people are no longer able to travel. Even those rich and powerful families can only clear the snow from their homes and doorways.

With heavy snow, Daning County fell into a white silence.

A month later, the heavy snow finally stopped. During this heavy snow, hundreds of elderly people passed away in Daning County. The coffin shops in the county were overcrowded. Many families had to wait for months to put coffins for their elderly family members.

Chu Ning also ushered in the first peak business season.

Coffins were carried out from the shop, and the family members of the deceased who came to carry them had red eyes, haggard expressions, and sad hearts, while others had smiles on their lips and brisk steps...

In the corner of the courtyard, sawdust cut off from the wooden boards had piled up into a mountain-high pile.

At the end of this year, Daning County is no longer as lively as it used to be.

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Years pass by, and the mountains are far away.

In the blink of an eye, three years later, Wei Ming was already fifteen years old.

Wei Ming failed the assessment at the county school last year.

"Uncle Chu, I want to join the army."

Fifteen-year-old Wei Ming no longer looked as immature as he did three years ago. He placed the food box on the stone table as before.

Now he has stopped talking about letting Uncle Chu marry his sister. He knows that Uncle Chu really has no idea about his sister, and both siblings understand this.

But his sister still asked him to send food boxes to Uncle Chu, and he was also willing to send food boxes to Uncle Chu.

"Soldier?"

"Well, I don't want to learn martial arts anymore. I want to be a soldier. You can also become an official as a soldier, and you can also learn martial arts as a soldier."

"Soldiers of the Liang Dynasty."

Chu Ning was in a daze. He seemed to see the figure of the former "Ji Yang" in Wei Ming.

"Will your sister agree?"

"I have already gone to the Military and Horse Division to register."

The Military and Horse Division is the recruiting department of the Liang Dynasty. If you go to the Military and Horse Division to sign up, you won't regret it. At least Tofu Xishi doesn't have such ability.

"Then go ahead and become a general in the future." Chu Ning patted Wei Ming on the shoulder, walked to the pile of sawdust in the corner and picked up a piece.

"You are going to join the army. Uncle Chu, I have nothing to give you. I will give you a piece of sawdust."

Wei Ming looked helpless, but after seeing Chu Ning's serious expression, he finally accepted it.

"Uncle Chu, don't be so impatient. You might as well give me a coffin." Wei Ming stepped out of the coffin shop and turned around to joke.

A few days later, Chu Ning was lying on a wicker chair in the yard, looking through the door of the shop, watching the young man walking through the door with his luggage on his back, followed by the woman with red eyes from crying, Tofu Xishi Weihong.

Wei Ming left, and Wei Hong personally delivered the next food boxes.

"I want my younger brother to learn martial arts, but my younger brother is not strong enough. Zhang Feng said that he had a way to let my younger brother enter the school on the condition that I be his woman. My younger brother heard Zhang Feng's words outside at that time."

Zhang Feng is the policeman in charge of this street. He is in his fifties and has married three wives. Unfortunately, they all died short-lived.

Chu Ning didn't reply, Wei Hong's eyes were filled with resentment, and she silently stood up and left.

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Half a year later, Wei Ming wrote a letter home about his time in the army.

Chu Ning would know because Wei Hong told him when she came to deliver food boxes.

Two years later, Wei Hong's face was no longer worried. Every time she told Chu Ning the contents of Wei Ming's letter, there was excitement in her eyes.

Wei Ming is very impressive. After two years in the army, he has become a centurion and a martial artist.

A martial artist in Daning County could be a head catcher at the very least, let alone a martial artist as young as Wei Ming, whose real future is limitless.

That Zhang Wei didn't dare to touch himself now, he was cautious every time he saw him.

Every time Wei Hong told how successful Wei Ming was, Chu Ning just listened with a smile. In Wei Hong's heart, the head catcher was already a big shot, and since his brother was so powerful, he would definitely not be in any danger.

Just wait for my brother to come back in two years, and it will be time to choose a wife for him.

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"The daughter of the Zhou family is okay. Last time I looked at her, she was quiet."

"The daughter of the Chen family is also pretty good, she is about the same age as Ming Ming."

Every time when Wei Hong delivered food boxes, she and Chu Ning started chatting about which family in the city had good girls and which family's girls were suitable for her to be her younger siblings.

Chu Ning just listened with a smile. Although Wei Hong was much older and had wrinkles on his face, he was obviously more energetic.

"You're such a boring person. If I ask you to give me an idea, you won't say a word."

Wei Hong would never talk to Chu Ning like this before. Chu Ning was helpless: "What am I talking about? I don't even know where the Zhou family is or what the Chen family does. What advice can I give you?"

Poof!

Wei Hong also smiled. Indeed, Chu Ning had never been out of the coffin shop, so how could he give her an idea.

Sometimes she even thought that if she hadn't brought him food every day, this guy would have starved to death.

One time she heard a storyteller tell a story. The storyteller told that a girl from a well-off family liked a boy, but the boy's family was poor, so the girl gave the boy food and clothing.

The boy told the girl that he wanted to stand out, practice martial arts, and marry a girl in a glamorous future. The girl bought the boy medicinal materials. The boy was so proud that he actually became a martial arts master.

But she cried later because in the storyteller's story, after the boy became a martial artist, he was spotted by the county prince and became his son-in-law, and abandoned the girl.

Wei Hong glanced at Chu Ning secretly, could this guy be a heartless person?

But then Wei Hong laughed out loud again. How could Chu Ning be a heartless man? He didn't even give him a chance to give his heart to him.

Seeing Wei Hong snickering and leaving, Chu Ning could only mutter: What an inexplicable woman.

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One year later.

Wei Ming is back.

He was a tall man on horseback, followed by several soldiers. The patrol chief personally went to the city gate to greet him, and the county magistrate hosted a banquet in his honor.

The whole neighborhood exploded, only to realize that Wei Hong's younger brother was so successful after joining the army.

However, that night, in the yard next to the coffin shop, there was a fierce quarrel. Chu Ning, who was lying on the wicker chair, sighed softly.

The next day.

Wei Ming appeared at the coffin shop.

"Uncle Chu."

Chu Ning was still lying on the wicker chair. Wei Ming didn't take it seriously and just smiled and said: "Uncle Chu, I want you to marry my sister. I bought you a big yard and servants."

"I won't marry." Chu Ning flatly refused.

"Uncle Chu!"

Wei Ming's face darkened, and as a martial artist, he showed off his aura and was about to continue speaking, but there was an angry voice behind him.

"Wei Ming!"

Wei Hong walked in and saw her sister. Wei Ming turned around and said, "Sister, I'm doing this for your own good."

"No need, I don't have a brother like you. My brother's surname is Wei, not Zhu."

"Sister, I told you, I'm not..."

"Stop talking and let's go."

Wei Hong pointed to the door, and the veins on Wei Ming's forehead pulsated. He looked at his sister, and after a while, he walked out of the coffin shop with a sullen face.

"Sister, take care, I'll have someone send you money."

"No."

Siblings Wei Hong and Wei Ming broke up.

The reason is that Wei Ming was valued by a prince.

This marquis was a big shot in the Liang Dynasty, and Wei Ming was in the army, and he was able to turn danger into danger many times. The marquis felt that Wei Ming had great luck, so he wanted to adopt Wei Ming as his adopted son and change his surname to Zhu.

As the adopted son of the Marquis, this was the real reason why the patrol chief personally welcomed him and the county magistrate hosted a banquet.

However, Wei Hong disagreed. Her younger brother was the only child in the family. Changing his surname would cut off the family. How could she explain to her dead parents?

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The neighbors didn't know about the Wei family siblings, so they were very enthusiastic and in awe of Wei Hong.

The smile on Wei Hong's face became less and less, and she only had a few smiles when facing Chu Ning.

Wei Hong is sick.

He suffered from heart disease and the tofu shop was closed. Fortunately, Wei Hong had saved money over the years, so he was not unable to survive. As for the money given by Wei Ming, Wei Hong did not touch any of it.

Neighbors talked privately that Wei Hong was a person with a hard life. First, he suffered from his husband's fate, and now his younger brother has finally made a career, and his health is not good. This is a life-saving blessing.

"Chun Ning, please build a coffin for me." On this day, Wei Hong suddenly spoke.

Chu Ning was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Okay."

Wei Hong was dumbfounded, this guy was still like this, he didn't even know what to say nicely.

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The next day, someone from the Military and Horse Department entered the Wei Mansion.

Chu Ning sighed again.

Wei Hong left.

He was already suffering from the disease. When he heard the news of his brother's death, he became so angry that he died on the spot.

The people from the Bingma Division arranged a funeral for Wei Hong. The coffin was a nanmu coffin made by the owner of the best coffin shop in the city, and he was buried in a geomantic treasure place outside the city.

In the yard, Chu Ning looked at the coffin that was built in front of him. The texture on the coffin began to change.

"This coffin must be delivered."

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The capital of the Liang Dynasty.

Dingbeihou's daughter married her adopted son Zhu Ming, and the news of the marriage spread throughout the country.

Today is the wedding day.

Thousands of banquet tables were set up in the Hou Mansion, and even the current emperor came in person, along with hundreds of officials.

However, the person sitting at the top of the table was not the current emperor, but a middle-aged man wearing Taoist robes.

Master Immortal.

Looking at the handsome groom, all the officials present had envy in their eyes.

Zhu Ming is the first person who can let the immortal master attend the wedding banquet.

The butler who was responsible for registering gifts was singing loudly the congratulatory gifts from all parties.

"Li Guogong sent thousands of taels of red gold."

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"The Imperial Master gave me a bottle of elixir."

Listening to the concierge's singing, the atmosphere reached a climax.

"An old friend from Daning County, send me a coffin."

boom!

When all the officials at the scene heard this, they exploded instantly.

A coffin is given at a wedding. Who is this person who doesn’t care about his life?

The most important thing is that the housekeeper of the Hou Mansion is also stupid, and he still reads it out?

The emperor looked ugly, the Marquis looked gloomy, and Wei Ming on the stage was also stunned.

What shocked everyone at the scene was that a coffin actually appeared at the door the next moment.

"presumptuous!"

Emperor Liangchao was furious and looked at the immortal master beside him. He was afraid that the immortal master would blame him for this.

That he could become emperor was entirely due to the immortal master's words.

The emperor of Liang Dynasty and all the civil and military officials all looked at the immortal master. The immortal master was looking at the coffin and his whole body was trembling.

"It's over, the immortal master is angry."

This is what all the civil and military officials are thinking at the moment. I am afraid that many people will lose their lives.

However, the Immortal Master's next words shocked everyone present.

"Zhu...Zhu Ming, why don't you just lie down in the coffin?"

Qiu Ziyi's voice was full of fear. The warriors present could not feel it, but he could feel the terror contained in this coffin. Just one glance made him lose consciousness. The builder behind this coffin was undoubtedly a strong Nascent Soul.

He attended Zhu Ming's wedding banquet because Zhu Sheng brought Zhu Ming to the Imperial Master's Mansion to meet him, and he sensed a treasure on Zhu Ming's body.

A piece of sawdust.

These warriors couldn't feel anything about this piece of sawdust, but for him, a practitioner, he could feel the terrifying energy contained in it.

He also thought about whether Zhu Ming was lucky enough to pick up the sawdust and whether he could keep it as his own, but when he had this thought in his mind, his whole soul suffered a heavy blow and almost destroyed Dao Ji.

At that moment, he understood that this sawdust was given to Zhu Ming by a certain senior. This senior was probably a strong Nascent Soul master, because he had never heard of such a method. Just having evil thoughts meant he was severely injured. Jin Dan was strong. I'm afraid I can't do it.

After making this guess, Qiu Ziyi did not dare to investigate Zhu Ming's background because he was afraid of causing dissatisfaction with the senior.

But no matter what the reason is for the strong man behind Zhu Ming to give Zhu Ming this treasure, it may just be a one-sided relationship. It is always right to make friends with Zhu Ming. If he has the opportunity to meet the senior behind Zhu Ming, maybe he will have the opportunity to step into the world. The golden elixir realm.

The coffin in front of him smelled the same as the sawdust, which meant that the strong man behind Zhu Ming wanted Zhu Ming to die.

The scene was completely silent.

"Zhu Ming, hurry up and get into the coffin!"

Qiu Ziyi was a little anxious. If Zhu Ming didn't get into the coffin and provoked the senior to take action himself, he was afraid that he would also be affected by the fish pond.

The atmosphere at the scene was strange, but Wei Ming suddenly laughed.

Myself, it’s really ridiculous.

He figured out many things at once.

Uncle Chu, I'm afraid he is not an ordinary person.

Uncle Chu, like this immortal master, is both an immortal cultivator.

It's ridiculous that I'm not a lucky person at all. It's all because of Uncle Chu that I was able to turn danger into safety on the border.

It's ridiculous that Master Qiu would look down upon him because of Uncle Chu.

It's ridiculous that I was blinded by the glory and wealth, and was obsessed with becoming the adopted son of Lord Hou, but I didn't know that Uncle Chu was the real big shot.

It's ridiculous that in order to get his adoptive father to marry his daughter to him, he asked his subordinates to falsely report his death, which caused his sister to die of illness.

You really deserve to die.

"Uncle Chu, thank you for the coffin."

PS: The sentimental plot is the most difficult to write. It will be over in one or two chapters, and will be followed by a magnificent climax.