As the coffin was walking through two streets, a monk in white with a handsome face came hurriedly.

He saw Shangguan Qianyu, who was holding the coffin and looking cold, stretched out his arms and stopped them.

Shangguan Qianyu looked at Monk Xuyun and said coldly: "What do you want to do?"

Monk Xuyun did not have the laughing expression of the past, but said seriously: "Who is in the coffin?"

Shangguan Qianyu felt a pain in his heart again. He suddenly grabbed Xuyun and said hoarsely: "If I had known what happened today, what was this intention?"

Xuyun scratched his bald head and said, "The secret of heaven is not..."

Before he finished speaking, Shangguan Qianyu slapped him and was slapped on his bald head. Xu Yun was slapped and sat on the ground, but he quickly jumped up from the ground and said, "So, is Yan Qingrui in the coffin?"

Although it was true, Shangguan Qianyu felt his heart hurt again when he heard him ask again, and he didn't say anything with a hunched face.

Xuyun quickly made a seal with his left hand, and calculated the Guanjia on his index finger, and pinched the middle knuckle joints again. After that, he changed his right hand. After pinching it, he said, "Shangguan Qianyu, the coffin should not be entered into the Qinghe Prince's Mansion!"

Shangguan Qianyu said coldly: "Go away!"

Xu Yun said: "Shangguan Qianyu, Qinghe Prince's Mansion is lucky. Yan Qingrui has been abandoned by you. She is not considered the Princess of Qinghe. Now she is dead outside. If the person who dies suddenly enters the Prince's Mansion..."

Shangguan Qianyu coldly interrupted him: "So what? I am not afraid of bad luck!"

As he said that, he waved his sleeves and was about to slap Xuyun on his body, trying to drive him away.

Xuyun sideways and avoids it and shouts: "Of course you are not afraid of bad luck, because this bad luck should not be in the Qinghe Palace, nor on you, but on Yan Qingrui."

Shangguan Qianyu gritted his teeth and said, "She is already dead!" What bad luck will there be if she dies? Is there any greater bad luck than being in trouble and being burned by fire after tragic death?

Xuyun touched his bald head and said, "Shangguan Qianyu, do you think people will not have any bad luck after they die? Yan Qingrui has it. If you carry this coffin into the Qinghe Palace and stop the spirits to perform rituals, she will enter the fourteenth level of hell of injustice and be sentenced to 1,357 years!"

Shangguan Qianyu sneered: "Xuyun, do you think I don't know who goes to the hell of death after death? She was harmed by others, how could she be as you said?"

Xuyun looked at him and said, "You can't believe it!" He sighed again, "Since she has died because of you, why can't you let her have a peace of mind after death? I'm all that, do you believe it or not!"

As he said that, Xuyun turned around and was about to leave. Shangguan Qianyu looked at him expressionlessly. After he took four or five steps, he finally said: "Wait!"

Xuyun did not look back, but walked faster and said, "My girl in the Yan family, her life is miserable. Someone is harmed when she is alive, and she will be harmed by others when she dies. Be more careful in the next life, seek some good luck, and don't meet those unreliable people!"

Shangguan Qianyu stepped forward, grabbed him, and said, "God, make it clear."

Xuyun turned around and said, "What are you saying? I have already said what I should say."

Shangguan Qianyu said: "You can't stop the spirit, do you have to be buried immediately?"

Xu Yun replied, "You are right. If you die so violently, your death is extremely miserable. You are buried immediately and you will be buried in peace. How can you be safe if you don't? What's more, today's funeral is suitable for the people in the coffin to be buried in the soil!"
Chapter completed!