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There seemed to be a line of red words floating above Pan Yang's head. He was originally ranked third, but now he has become the fourth...

The fat rabbit, who was hugged tightly by my mother, looked back at Pan Yang proudly. The obscene smile on Daping's face turned out to be like a rabbit: Since I came to the palace, I have been favored by the Empress Dowager! There are three thousand beauties in the harem, and the Empress Dowager has spoiled me! So I advised the Empress Dowager to have a balance between rain and dew, but the Empress Dowager refused to listen! Empress Dowager, just spoil me, how can you say this be called love for the rabbit?

Erdan, you can! Pan Yang smiled and said, "Mom, Erdan has mastered a new technology these two days!"

My mother was furious and furious: "Is that so? What new technology?"

My dad was also excited: "Show us a show!"

As soon as the fat rabbit was shocked, Pan Yang said: "This new technology requires props. Is there a beer bar at home?"

Master, I was wrong! The fat rabbit's scalp exploded at that time, and he hurriedly made a New Year greeting with his two little paws: Please let it go!

Pan Yang raised his eyebrows: Are you still pretending to behave?

The fat rabbit cried with a sad face: I won’t pretend anymore, I won’t pretend anymore...

Pan Yang laughed: "If you have beer, I will have two drinks of beer. I miss you a lot during the two days of business trip!"

"Drinking without rush!" Dad waved his hand: "Let's watch the show first! Tell me what props you want!"

My mother also urged: "Yes, yes! Hurry up!"

Pan Yang: “…”

Fat rabbit: "..."

...

Half an hour later, the fat rabbit had two small arms, his big red eyes widened, and a steel gun pressed against his neck. With the fat rabbit's force, the steel gun gradually bent and finally turned into a "U" shape...

"good!"

My parents cheered loudly and applauded warmly. They didn't believe it when Pan Yang said it, but now they are completely convinced.

The fat rabbit ate the copper-skinned iron pot, had big stones on his chest, and had steel guns on his throat.

Of course, in order not to arouse the suspicion of my parents, this steel gun is a prop gun and a safe material.

He made his parents happy, and Erdan was ordered to entangle his mother, so Pan Yang chatted with his father alone.

"Dad," Pan Yang hugged Pan Jinsuo's shoulder and asked intimately: "Can you make a wardrobe? It's also a kind of shroud..."

Why make wardrobe?

The universe in the sleeve needs a robes. Not any clothes can be used to be in the sleeve. At least it must be an underworld weapon!

Pan Yang's usual clothes were obviously not an underworld weapon, so he put his ideas on his father...

"What does it mean to do it?" Pan Jinsuo felt provoked in his professional field: "Shrine is the clothes of the morgue. Now it is divided into many styles, including suits, Zhongshan suits, and full-style Tang suits.

"But our family only makes traditional shrouds, which are actually Ming Dynasty clothing. According to legend, when the traitor Wu Sangui surrendered to the Qing army, he specifically asked the Qing Dynasty to allow the Han people to wear Qing robes when they were alive and Ming robes when they died. However, after the Qing Dynasty entered the pass, Shunzhi still forced the shrouds, called "Crown Changes and Easy Coats". The knife was placed around the neck, and the Han people accepted and got used to it.

"You see, most traditional shrouds sold in paper shops now are full-style Tang suits and melon-shaped hats are on their heads.

"But our family is not. Our traditional shroud is Ming suit. And the robes are one of the Ming suits.

"So if you go to someone else's paper shop to ask about velvets, they don't have this project, so our family has it.

"The robes are the special clothing used by monks and Taoists to perform rituals. In the robe, the robes are used to protect the deceased.

"You have heard of the eighteenth level hell. When people do something wrong when they are alive, they will go to the eighteenth level hell if they die.

"But in fact, it may not be a sin that is unforgivable. For example, if you instigate a widow to remarry, it is normal for widows to remarry in this era, but if you instigate her or make a bridge for her, you will go to the hell of scissors when you die; if you kill animals, you will not only kill people, but you will go to the hell of cattle, sheep, cats, and dogs. If you die, you will go to the hell of a mountain. If you waste food, waste innocent people, and you will go to the hell of a mortar when you die; if you commit suicide, no matter whether you jump off a building, cut your wrist or hang yourself, you will go to the hell of a ruthless death; all these things...

"So we need velvet protection. The velvet craftsmanship inherited by our Pan family is inseparable from swords and guns, and is invincible!

"For example, the scissors hell is cut off, and you can't cut it on the robes of our old Pan family. You can't cut it on it. For example, the Knife Mountain Hell is going to climb the Knife Mountain naked, put on the robes of our old Pan family, and you can climb it on it. For example, the mortar hell, have you ever seen pounding rice? It's just throwing ghosts into a stone mortar, pounding like pounding rice, and putting on the robes of our old Pan family. You can pound it as long as you like; and for example, the hell of the mortal death, it's not easy to be reincarnated as a human being. It's the King of Hell that gives him a chance. If he doesn't cherish it and commit suicide, he will anger the King of Hell and will never be a human being!

"I will never be a human being. The hell of death is full of ghosts, and fighting each other is inevitable! Wearing the robe of our old Pan family, at least you will not be beaten to death by other ghosts before the King of Hell will give you a grace!"

Pan Yang gave a thumbs up very hard: "This is called professional! Dad, you are so professional!"

"What's the use of professionalism?" Pan Jinsuo sighed: "No one has been buying robes for more than ten years!

"Now people like suits, Zhongshan suits, and full-style Tang suits. If you don't ask, I would have thought I would bring this technology to the coffin! By the way, why did you suddenly remember to ask this?"

"Dad, I suddenly became very interested in our paper-cut inheritance!" Pan Yang said sincerely: "Although I already have a job now, I still plan to learn from you. At worst, I can learn one at a time!

"In the future, I will eventually inherit our old Pan family's career!"

"In the future? Now there are fewer and fewer people burn paper. I heard that it will be prohibited in the city in the future. Our old Pan family's paper-making heritage is probably going to be..." Pan Jinsuo smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Okay, as long as you have this heart, my dad will teach you! Even if you don't make money in the future, just use it as a craft if you don't make money!"

Pan Jinsuo’s speaker is unintentional, but Pan Yang is the listener. Now there are fewer and fewer people burn paper, and in the future, it will be prohibited to burn paper in the city. Wouldn’t that mean... the cultivation resources of the Yin Realm are in my hands?

There is a mine at home!

"Come on, son, I will teach you now!" Pan Jinsuo's son is interested and wishes he could take the opportunity to do cramming education. In the past, Pan Yang didn't learn it: "The fabric of the robes is different from the sacred clothes... The sleeves are wide, and when the arms are spread, the sleeves and the body are combined into four corners... Both sleeves and the body are embroidered with golden silk dragon patterns... The inner lined by Haiqing, Haiqing is a wide-sleeved Taoist robe made of green cloth... Balabala..."
Chapter completed!