noffsinger Chapter 157 Helping the Young Master Lift the Coffin
Chapter 157 Helping the Young Master Lift the Coffin
Seeing this, the men still did not retreat.
The middle-aged man pulled out a long knife hidden under the coffin and sneered, "So what if we're monks? We're monks too. We brothers are no pushovers!"
After saying that, he took the lead in swinging the long sword in his hand. The sword flashed and slashed towards Lu Yuguan with a fierce gust of wind.
Lu Yuguan's eyes flashed, and he immediately activated the Spring Wind. With a flash of his body, he easily avoided the fierce attack.
"Great agility!" The middle-aged man's eyes lit up, and he called to his companions, "Coffin bearers, take out your weapons and kill this little rat!"
"Got it!"
The people carrying the coffin also took off their mourning clothes, revealing the weapons hanging on their backs or waists.
"Group fight? Then I'm very experienced!" Lu Yuguan's eyes flashed cunningly, and he flipped his right hand, instantly summoning a green bamboo stick.
"Space secret treasure?" The middle-aged man immediately fell silent.
He had also heard of this ability to take things out of thin air. Most of these magical instruments were only possessed by children from wealthy families or disciples of sects. One could imagine how precious they were.
A hint of greed flashed across the middle-aged man's eyes, but it was quickly covered up by fear.
He knew very well that the person who could possess such a treasure must have a powerful force behind him that should not be underestimated, but he was really unwilling to give up the benefits he had obtained.
"Boss, don't waste time talking to him. Get rid of this guy quickly and don't delay things." The thin man urged.
The middle-aged man glared at the thin man and scolded him, "You're talking too much nonsense! Come and fight if you dare."
The thin man shrank his neck. You know, among this group of people, his cultivation was the worst.
Lu Yuguan listened to their conversation and did not dare to be careless at all.
Since this middle-aged man dared to compete with a cultivator in the Half-Step Golden Core Stage, he must be quite capable. However, so far, this man and the people behind him have never revealed their cultivation level.
[Host, why do I feel like they are even more pretentious than you? ]
The system suddenly spoke.
"Hey, Tong-chan, you don't understand this," Lu Yuguan exclaimed, "Other people's pretense is for themselves, but mine is for you, dear Tong-chan!"
system:……
[Go on, I won't bother you anymore]
After the system finished speaking, it disappeared again.
"Is Tong-chan having a seizure? Or is this all garbled?" Lu Yuguan asked in confusion, "Why do you seem so detached lately?"
The middle-aged man saw Lu Yuguan standing there in a daze, thinking that he was looking down on him, and immediately flew into a rage: "Boy, if you know what's best for you, just leave the money you have on you, and I'll spare your life!"
Lu Yuguan gripped the green bamboo staff tightly, tapped the ground with the tip of the staff, and circles of spiritual power rippled out with him as the center.
The middle-aged man swallowed his saliva, obviously setting his eyes on the magic weapon, the green bamboo staff.
"I told you I was just passing by, why don't you believe me?" Lu Yuguan said depressedly.
The middle-aged man's eyes moved back and forth between Lu Yuguan and the green bamboo stick.
"Boss, if you don't go up now, it will be too late." The short and fat musician echoed.
"Fuck it, do it!"
The middle-aged man rushed forward with a long knife in his hand, and the men carrying the coffin also rushed forward with knives in their hands, and the whole place was in chaos for a while.
"I didn't want to cause trouble, but you forced me to do this." Lu Yuguan sighed.
He just casually swung the bamboo stick, and the spiritual power burst out from the green bamboo stick, sweeping towards the few people like a surging wave.
The big man felt a powerful force coming towards him, and hurriedly held his sword to block it, but he was still shocked and took several steps back, and his arms felt numb.
This scared the men behind him.
"what?"
"You beat the boss back with just one move?"
"Hasn't the boss reached the foundation-building stage? Could it be fake?"
"You're a pig! This guy is clearly incredibly strong!"
The middle-aged man looked at Lu Yuguan in surprise, his heart filled with shock and fear.
He knew very well that he had reached the Foundation Establishment Stage and had some reputation in this area, but the person in front of him could repel him so easily. His strength was far beyond his expectations.
"Sir, spare my life!"
The middle-aged man's voice trembled, his legs suddenly softened, and he fell to his knees with a plop.
Seeing their boss so dejected, the other guys also knelt down on the ground.
Lu Yuguan frowned slightly, looking at the man begging for mercy in front of him, without any ripple in his heart.
"I've already told you I don't want to fight with you, but you won't listen to my explanation." Lu Yuguan said helplessly.
"Yes, yes, sir, you are wise and brave. It is us who offended you. Please forgive us!" the middle-aged man pleaded.
Am I so terrible?
Lu Yuguan took a deep breath and said, "Just now I heard you say that you were going to Dawei?"
"That's right, that's right." The middle-aged man nodded.
"The evil cultivators are rampant, what are you doing there?" Lu Yuguan asked.
The middle-aged man looked Lu Yuguan up and down, guessing that the other party might be testing him and others.
"Young Master, you don't know that we are all laborers who carry corpses for funerals. We originally made a living by taking on funerals in nearby villages."
"Who knew there would be a plague during this time, with people dying everywhere—"
Lu Yuguan's eyebrows trembled: "Plague?"
"Yes," the middle-aged man replied, "Almost all the elderly people in the nearby villages have died, and the remaining villagers have fled to other places."
"At some point, demonic cultivators began to invade the village. Under the guise of investigating the plague, they extorted money and women, and even abducted a large number of cultivators, causing widespread panic."
"In order to make a living, we can only come out and try our luck."
When the middle-aged man said this, the people behind him lowered their heads and remained silent.
Lu Yuguan pondered for a moment, then looked at the coffin in the middle of the group and asked, "So what's going on?"
"I'm lucky. A local squire came to me and asked us to transport this coffin to the Fang family in Wei. He offered us a lot of money, and I accepted the job without hesitation," explained the middle-aged man.
"What good luck can there be in an empty coffin?" Lu Yuguan also didn't understand.
"That's right," the middle-aged man sighed, "I thought there was some noble person hidden in this coffin, but after searching over and over again, I couldn't find a single hair!"
The people behind him also nodded firmly.
"An empty coffin?"
Lu Yuguan took a few steps forward and observed the coffin closely.
The middle-aged man wanted to stop the fight, but he really couldn't beat him, so he could only wipe his trouser legs with his hands helplessly.
The coffin looked brand new and shiny, with a layer of red paint on the outside, and seemed to have not been corroded by time.
Lu Yuguan knocked gently on the wall of the coffin. The sound was dull and hollow, making people feel cold.
He walked slowly around the coffin, his eyes fixed on every detail of the coffin, but he couldn't see any problems.
"Young Master, now you finally believe it, right?" the middle-aged man said bitterly.
"Have you opened it?" Lu Yuguan asked.
The middle-aged man said helplessly: "I've seen it before, it's just an empty coffin——"
"Can I take another look?" Lu Yuguan asked politely.
"Of course, you can look at it however you want!" the middle-aged man said generously, and then called a few cooks, "Come, open the coffin for you!"
The corners of Lu Yuguan's mouth twitched.
Why does this sound so awkward?