Pirate’s Infinite Wings

Fang Lang walked forward calmly. The layout of the entire coffin shop is actually very clear. The slightly more expensive coffins are usually placed on the left hand side of people habitually, where they can be seen as soon as they enter the door, while some ordinary ones The coffins were all placed in an inconspicuous position by the shopkeeper, so the attention would naturally be focused on the more expensive coffins.

The shopkeeper squinted his eyes and frowned slightly, as if trying hard to recall the scene at that time. It's a pity that I couldn't hold back a word for a long time, and it made people anxious after reading it.

Lu Xiaofeng was still asking, Fang Lang had already looked at the two mahogany coffins. Except that the wood is slightly more expensive than others, there is no difference on the surface for the time being.

The coffin had just been painted and looked slightly brighter than the other wooden coffins. After going around twice, Fang Lang put one hand on the edge of the lid above the coffin. The shopkeeper wanted to stop it when he saw it, but it was too late.

Fang Lang's big hand quickly covered it, carefully rubbing the texture that was almost invisible to the naked eye. The shopkeeper wanted to go up to stop it, after all, he had to deal with the aftermath of leaving some fingerprints.

Suddenly, Fang Lang grabbed the shopkeeper's thin neck with one hand. No one saw how he made the move, let alone how he was able to move in front of the shopkeeper in an instant, Lu Xiaofeng and the others could only be speechless.

"Tell me, who asked you to make these two coffins." It was not in a negotiating tone. The shopkeeper's face gradually turned purple, and it could be seen that Fang Lang was not showing mercy, and everyone still didn't know what happened.

Lu Xiaofeng immediately walked over and looked at the two strange wooden coffins. At first glance, it doesn't look much different from a normal coffin, but as long as you pay close attention, you will find that there are a few words on the edge of the coffin lid.

There are a few words engraved on each of the two coffins, which are actually not very clear to the naked eye. This was also the reason why Fang Lang went up to Mosuo himself, and Lu Xiaofeng put his hand on it.

"Fang, Lang!" These two words were clearly transmitted to Lu Xiaofeng's mind through the touch of his fingertips. It's as frightening as thunder and lightning, who dares to be so bold!

Passing over the first coffin, although he already had the answer in his heart, Lu Xiaofeng still put his hand on it, "Ye, Gu, Cheng!" As expected, it was exactly the name he expected.

The shopkeeper couldn't stand such a fright, and immediately explained the situation in detail. It's just that the person who ordered the coffin was also strange. He didn't talk much when he came, so he left the money and ordered two coffins and left.

It was probably these two names that impressed him the most. Since he opened the shop, he has never made such a request. Generally speaking, it is more or less disrespectful to do so.

"It was already the third watch when the man came, and he was wearing a bamboo hat, so he couldn't see clearly." In a panic, the shopkeeper poured out all the details of that time like a few treasures.

Fang Lang's hand was still tightly clasped around the shopkeeper's throat, and he didn't intend to relax at all. "There's more!" Obviously, such vague words could not convince him.

Taoist Mu and Layman Gu Song didn't know whether to persuade him to let go of the shopkeeper, or to stand here and wait for the shopkeeper to explain things clearly. After thinking about it again and again, I chose the latter and waited and watched.

The shopkeeper's face has changed from a ruddy pink at the beginning to a purple black like a pig's liver. I'm afraid if this continues, he will be here in less than a stick of incense.

He realized that he had messed with someone he shouldn't have, but he really didn't know the origin of that person. How can I know so much about the pure business of that person's money helping others to eliminate disasters.

"No...no more." This is, the shopkeeper's speech has begun to be broken, and it is obvious that he is out of breath. Suddenly Fang Lang sent his hand away.

The shopkeeper sucked in the rare air, panting with difficulty. It took a long time before his complexion gradually recovered. I'm afraid he didn't want to go through the experience just now again in his life.

"Who on earth is so arrogant?" Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help but ask, is there anyone in this world who can surpass Ye Gucheng and Fang Lang's martial arts, otherwise how can they be sure that they will die in this battle?

"The mantis catches the cicada and the oriole is behind" Master Sun's advice suddenly broke into Fang Lang's mind.

Indeed, his predictions have never been ineffective, but that was only before Fang Lang appeared. For a moment, everyone fell into silence, Taoist Mu and Layman Gusong naturally thought of what Master Sun said.

Naturally, what Lu Xiaofeng disliked the most was that his friend was so humiliated, so he immediately split the two coffins. No matter how heartbroken the boss was, in order to save his own life, he never opened his mouth.

Everything seemed to be planned, Master Sun's death, and the coffin with their names engraved in the coffin shop, it seemed that someone deliberately wanted them to find out.

It's just that Fang Lang is by no means the kind of person who lets others lead him by the nose. "Send someone to carry that coffin and follow us." Fang Lang pointed to a slightly older coffin placed in the far left corner.

It doesn't look expensive, but the low-key feeling is no different from the impression that Master Sun gave them when he was alive. How dare the shopkeeper delay, no matter how much dissatisfaction he has in his heart, he still greets him with a smile on his face.

Immediately, someone carried it out, Lu Xiaofeng took off his silver pouch from his waist, threw it forward, presented a perfect arc in mid-air, and then landed firmly in front of the shopkeeper's desk.

The shopkeeper immediately picked it up and turned it upside down, Mu Ran's eyes widened, the money was calculated to be enough to cover the three coffins. The inner dissatisfaction subsided a little.

He doesn't like to take advantage of others, and of course it doesn't mean that he can let others take advantage of him.

It's cheap, and some things are still clear. He didn't want his fame in the first life to be ruined for this mere two coffins.

Fang Lang walked out of the coffin shop with a gloomy face. If it weren't for the night, the evil spirit on his body alone would scare people away. ..