The Purple-Robed Celestial Master has turned into a zombie?! Who can stand that?!

Chapter 33 Calling me "brother" all the time, if you're up to no good, come to me! (Second update! Please read on! Please vote!)

Wang Zhihao was nauseous and confused, but the moment he saw the longevity bowl, his mind cleared up instantly.

He actually vomited into the bowl that was being offered at someone's grave.

He had just gotten up and was about to leave when he saw green light emanating from the grave.

Moreover, a plume of black smoke was rising from the grave.

Then Wang Zhihao saw a pair of embroidered shoes appear in front of him.

He was very familiar with the style of these embroidered shoes.

Isn't this the kind of thing you wear to the dead at funeral parlors?

Wang Zhihao's legs went weak.

He looked up and instantly saw a highly decomposed, grotesque face in front of him.

This vengeful ghost has an extremely ferocious appearance, several times more terrifying than those in horror movies.

This is clearly the owner of the tomb.

Wang Zhihao just vomited into the offering bowl in front of his grave.

The ghost came out and tried to grab him, its ghostly claws reaching out to grab Wang Zhihao.

Wang Zhihao felt a gust of foul wind rush towards him, and just when he thought he was going to die.

Behind him, a loud whooshing sound rang out, and a dark green light shot out from behind him.

The green light slammed into the vengeful ghost in the rotten embroidered shoes.

With a single strike, the vengeful ghost was utterly destroyed.

Wang Zhihao was overjoyed upon seeing this.

He thought to himself that he was incredibly lucky to have survived a ghostly encounter in the middle of the night.

Thinking he had encountered a master, he turned around and looked in the direction from which the green light had just come from.

I was just about to kowtow and express my gratitude.

Then, turning his head, he found himself face to face with a green-faced eunuch ghost king.

The one who just made the move was clearly this eunuch ghost king.

The ghost king, holding a whisk, looked at him with a smile.

This terrifying face was hardly more beautiful than the highly decomposed embroidered shoe ghost from before.

What's most frightening is that there are two other ghosts standing next to this eunuch ghost.

A female ghost in red clothes and red shoes, and a ghost baby with a mouthful of fangs.

Wang Zhihao was almost in tears.

Damn it, we just escaped one wolf's den only to fall into another, huh?

I thought he was a master, but I ended up encountering someone even more ruthless.

Holy crap!
Can't survive at all!
Wang Zhihao kowtowed on the spot, begging for mercy: "Grandpa Ghost, spare my life! I have elderly parents and young children to support. I'm old and my flesh isn't tasty. I'm willing to offer incense and paper money to Grandpa Ghost every day, burn money every month, and build a tombstone for you. Please don't kill me!!"

Seeing Wang Zhihao's pathetic state as he knelt down and begged for mercy.

The eunuch ghost king looked speechless.

"What a coward! With your rough, smelly skin, how long has it been since you took a bath? I wouldn't even take you if you were offered to me. Raise your head, I have something to ask you."

Even the eunuch ghost king was selective about who he ate.

He wouldn't even look at Wang Zhihao's rough skin and smelly flesh.

The reason I saved his life was because I had a question to ask him.

Upon hearing the eunuch ghost speak, Wang Zhihao quickly looked up.

"Grandpa Ghost, feel free to ask me any questions. I'll tell you everything I know."

"I'd like to ask you, in your village, is there a place that makes coffins? Whose craftsmanship is the best? We need a coffin made."

"Make a coffin?" Wang Zhihao was stunned.

Why would a ghost destroy a coffin?
However, he dared not ask any further questions.

He quickly replied, "Yes, yes, yes, my uncle also just died. His coffin was made a month ago. All the villages around here order coffins from Zhang the carpenter. He's been a carpenter for over 30 years, and he makes the best coffins!"

Eunuch Ghost King: "Carpenter Zhang?"

"His name is Zhang Xiangwei, and he specializes in making coffins for funerals."

"Okay, where does he live? Take us there."

Immediately, the eunuch ghost king grabbed Wang Zhihao and made him lead the way. The three ghost kings took a step forward and led Wang Zhihao directly into the village.

Wang Zhihao was terrified.

Lead the way obediently.

They soon arrived at Zhang the carpenter's house.

Wang Zhihao pointed to a large courtyard at the end of the village and said, "Three ghost masters, this is Zhang the carpenter's courtyard. I'll go knock on the door."

The eunuch ghost king swept his whisk.

A courtyard gate was forced open by the ghostly aura.

It doesn't have the habit of knocking.

After the courtyard gate was blasted open, the eunuch ghost carried Wang Zhihao inside.

Inside the house, Zhang Xiangwei was having sex with his wife on the bed.

Suddenly I heard the sound of my door being smashed open.

Zhang Xiangwei was furious.

"Damn it, who could it be so late!" He reluctantly got out of bed.

I just put on a coat.

Then we heard noises coming from outside.

"Brother Xiangwei, it's me. I need your help with something."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Xiangwei immediately recognized who it was.

He cursed and swore: "Wang Zhihao, you idiot, why are you knocking on the door in the middle of the night instead of sleeping? Couldn't you have called if you needed something? Didn't your uncle's coffin already get ready and be sent to you? What are you doing here again?"

Zhang Xiangwei was busy with something, and being disturbed like this is something no one likes.

He got dressed and went outside.

As soon as I stepped outside, I saw that the gate to my yard had been damaged and was lying on the ground inwards.

Zhang Xiangwei: "Damn it, who kicked down my door? Wang Zhihao, you..."

Zhang Xiangwei had just sworn a couple of curses.

But when he saw the three ghost kings behind Wang Zhihao, he realized...

He couldn't bring himself to curse anymore.

Suddenly they became more civilized.

Zhang Xiangwei's legs felt a little weak.

He stammered, "Brother Zhihao, who are these three people?"

Wang Zhihao was also trembling: "I, I introduced the customers to you, they came to make a coffin."

Zhang Xiangwei felt dizzy upon hearing Wang Zhihao's words.

He had already cursed Wang Zhihao's ancestors for eighteen generations in his mind.

Damn it, I've always treated you, you bastard, pretty well.

Your uncle gave you a 20% discount when he ordered a coffin a few days ago.

Back then, they called each other "brother" so affectionately, didn't they?

Is this how you repay your brother?
Are you leading me here because there's a ghost?
Returning customers?
Screw you!

A ghost came to destroy the coffin. Should I take this job?

Zhang Xiangwei is now so angry he wants to kill Wang Zhihao.

But with Grandpa Ghost in front of him, he dared not act recklessly.

He asked cautiously, "Three ghost masters, my craftsmanship is rough. May I ask what kind of coffin you would like? You see, I have a few ready-made ones in my yard."

We have cypress, pine, and willow wood. What style do you want? Pick whatever you like; take it as a token of my respect to the three ghost masters.

Zhang Xiangwei's family makes coffins.

Quite a few people have ordered coffins this month, and he happens to have a few ready-made ones at home.

Now let these three ghost grandpas choose whichever they like and take it away.

He only wanted to save his life.

However, the three ghost kings glanced at the coffins in his yard.

The eunuch ghost king rolled his eyes and said, "It's all a bunch of junk. If this wood were used in the past, I wouldn't even want to use it to make a chamber pot. Who are you trying to insult?"

I didn't fancy these three ghost kings.

Zhang Xiangwei was terrified.

He immediately knelt on the ground: "Grandpas, we live in a small, poor place. We really don't have any good timber, and I can't afford the expensive kind."

Zhang Xiangwei was almost in tears.

If you have money, why would you be doing funeral business?
Moreover, in this poor place, even if he uses high-quality wood, such as sandalwood, to make a coffin, there still needs to be someone to buy it.

A coffin costs over ten thousand yuan; who can afford that?
These three ghost grandfathers were clearly wealthy men in life, so they looked down on his coffin.

Zhang Xiangwei was terrified.

The eunuch Ghost King said disdainfully, "You don't need to buy it. We brought it ourselves. This is wood that my master personally found. It's the best of the best."

"Take this wood and make a coffin. If you do it well, your life will be saved. If you don't, you can choose one of the coffins in this yard; you'll need it soon."

The eunuch ghost king swept his sleeve.

He placed a huge piece of ebony in the yard.

Look at this huge piece of ebony.

Zhang Xiangwei rubbed his eyes.

"Holy crap, this...this wood!"

"This is ebony?"

Moreover, judging from its appearance, it is top-grade ebony formed from golden nanmu sand and mud through tens of thousands of years of high-pressure carbonization.

Damn, if this were sold outside, it would have to be sold by the gram, right?

Zhang Xiangwei had never seen such high-quality wood in his life.

Today was a day of devastating revelations, like a slashing open a man's backside and widening his eyes!

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