Chapter 39 (Please read on!!!) How could you open the door?
Wang Yuanjing's heart was filled with alarm.

Because the fierce white flames had turned into fire snakes and were raging towards him.

This is Mrs. Bai's own awakening power. Its root is not in her inner world and it cannot be dissipated simply by saying so.

Helplessly, he had to mobilize the power of his inner scene to resist. An invisible shield stood in front of him, and the white flames continued to burn it.

After an unknown amount of time, Wang Yuanjing raised his eyebrows.

The shield is condensed by Wang Yuanjing using the power of this world. As long as the inner scene does not collapse, it will always remain strong.

But why on the other side?
Mrs. Bai was like a perpetual motion machine, never knowing when to exhaust her energy. Even though she was constantly burning, the white flames did not subside at all.

Looking at this unreasonable scene in front of him, Wang Yuanjing suddenly had a guess in his mind.

He removed the force that bound Mrs. Bai and set her free. Not long after, the white fire began to weaken.

"Sure enough!"

Wang Yuanjing whispered.

Mrs. Bai is the representative of anger among the three deadly sins. Her nature is to feel anger towards adverse circumstances.

For a normal person, anger can be simply explained as getting angry when things don't go as one wants.

Then the fuel that the other party uses to drive the white flame is most likely the emotional power related to anger, that is, the power of anger.

This guy has no brains, so he naturally doesn't know how to control his emotions. After I let him go, he lost the support of his anger and immediately ran out of energy.
"You stay here."

After figuring out the source of Mrs. Bai's power, he formed an invisible airtight cage and put her inside.

In this way, the flame and her body were both trapped inside.

Bai Huo was isolated inside the cage the moment he touched it. Poor Mrs. Bai could only helplessly rage in the face of such an embarrassing situation.

"What about you? What kind of surprise can you give me?"

Wang Yuanjing turned around and looked at the other two skeletons.

Since Mrs. Bai's ability has awakened, these two will probably be around soon too.

However, this also brought him a sense of crisis. When the abilities of the Three Demon Ladies were awakened, it would mean that the day when the Three Corpses would manifest was not far away.

You have to plan ahead.

He thought to himself, and with a thought, he left the inner space and returned to the Xue family funeral shop in reality.

I glanced at the phone on the table, but there was still no message from Tu Junfang.

"There is no time to waste. From now on, we must devote all our time to the practice of White Bone Flowing Light."

Wang Yuanjing's heart tightened, as if he was back in the time when he was racing against time in the morgue.

Although he has not figured out the problem with the visualization diagram yet, he has already obtained the third level of practice from it, and all he needs to do next is follow the steps.

The reason why he spent two months practicing the method of building the foundation of the physical body in "Ink Tendons and Soft Bones" was so that he could give himself more confidence when the three corpses appeared and resist the backlash of the three corpses.

If he had enough time, he would also like to study the mechanisms and talismans inside.

Although he would not transform himself into a tentacle monster, some things in "Ink Tendons and Soft Bones" still gave him a lot of creative ideas.

So Wang Yuanjing, who had just come out of the inner world, immediately began to practice the contemplation of white bones.

Wang Ye was right, Wang Yuanjing was indeed a king of exam papers.

However, this volume king was forced out.

For a long time afterwards, the residents of the town were surprised to find that:

Mr. Wang, the owner of Xue's Funeral Shop, who had returned from traveling for a few months, not only did not resume his business, but he kept the door closed every day, and no one knew what he was doing inside. Except for daily shopping for supplies, he hardly ever went out.

So someone started to think about it. He could replace him!
If Boss Wang doesn't do this funeral business, can I do it?
Although it is a bit unlucky, it is also a good way to make money! There is only one funeral home in the nearby counties. Now burials are not allowed, and all the dead in the family have to be sent to the funeral home.

The Xue Family Funeral Shop is the closest to the funeral home. If we need something there, we have to buy it here, right?

The first people to come up with this idea were a few young people in the town.
The young man was quick-witted and had strong execution ability. He asked his family for some start-up capital, rented a shop next to the Xue family's funeral shop, and began to decorate it in full swing.

During this period, he came to disturb Wang Yuanjing many times, trying to get some information from him.

Wang Yuanjing was a little annoyed. He was busy practicing, so how could he have the time to play house with them?
Besides, this is not his shop.

In the end, they just said a few words to send him away, but this made them more confident in "starting a business".

In their opinion, Boss Xiao Wang just doesn't want to do it anymore.

Before the Qingming Festival, the new funeral shop opposite the Xue family funeral shop was finally completed.

The period around Qingming Festival every year can be said to be the peak season for funeral business. Even if there is no deceased at home, you still have to buy some paper money or something, right?
Maybe they were sure that the Xue family funeral shop opposite would not be open, so the price was a lot higher.

These small business owners decided to take advantage of this opportunity to make some money and recover their losses.

But what they didn't expect was.
They had just finished decorating and hadn't put the goods on display yet, but the Xue family funeral shop across the street opened.

"Ah, it's spring again!"

Wang Yuanjing opened the door of the Xue family's funeral shop, stretched, and enjoyed the warm feeling of the sun on his face.

Because he hadn't seen the sun for a long time, his originally tanned skin faded a little, making the dark circles under his eyes exposed again.

Fortunately, the overall base is still wheat-colored, so it is not obvious.

However, the small bosses on the opposite side were dumbfounded.

One of them ran over and questioned.

"Boss Xiao Wang, why did you open the door?"

"Why, I can't open the door?"

Wang Yuanjing asked back in a somewhat puzzled manner.

"you"

The young man's face turned red with anger after hearing Wang Yuanjing's words.

Yes! When did the other party say that they would not open the door? Aren’t all these just speculations by us?

But how can you open the door?

What should we do if you open the door?
In this case, aren’t all our efforts in vain?

The young man felt like he and others were clowns, so he had to leave in shame.

Wang Yuanjing looked at the other party with amusement. How could he not know what the other party was thinking? He simply thought he had grasped a business opportunity and felt he had found a chance to make a fortune.

In fact, he didn't know that he had already fallen into the deep pit he dug for himself.

Even if someone comes directly to ask whether the store is for transfer, it is more useful than their tinkering, which saves time and effort.

But even so, Wang Yuanjing would not agree.

If he sold the Xue family's funeral shop, Xue Fan would probably come and chop him with his 40-meter-long filial piety banner.

"Oh! I forgot. It seems he can't beat me."

But this was too naive. How could Wang Yuanjing be such a person? It would be fine if he stole some of his private money, but how could he even sell off his ancestral property?

Thinking of this, Wang Yuanjing turned around and went into the store to start preparing for business.

That night, a group of sneaky figures sneaked into the Xue family's funeral shop.
(End of this chapter)