I Only Want to Lie Flat But Am Forced to Cultivate Immortality

This was not the first time that Hu Baosong had said these words to Xu Qing.

Xu Qing glanced at the spirited old man in front of him and said with a smile, "The current emperor can live to be about eighty years old. How old are you? It might be that I stop dealing with the dead and instead become a physician to treat the living. All of this is uncertain!"

Hu Baosong neither agreed nor disagreed. As Xu Qing was about to leave, Hu suddenly said, "Young Xu, don’t touch those two coffins in your shop. The one with red lacquer in particular; it’s a Four Seasons Coffin. Who knows what strange things are inside."

Xu Qing was suspicious and turned to scrutinize him, probing, "Old Hu, do you know something?"

"I’ve lived this long; what don’t I know?" Hu Baosong grinned, revealing his yellow, moss-covered teeth.

"That red lacquer Four Seasons Coffin was something Liu Youdao dug up from the River Mouth Ancient Path. He couldn’t make up his mind about it and didn’t dare to open it, so he came to ask if I recognized it..."

"I originally thought he might open it one day when he couldn’t resist, but he ended up dying somewhere else. It’s really a shame. This old man wanted to see what exactly is hidden inside that Four Seasons Coffin..."

Xu Qing breathed a sigh of relief and then asked, "Since you’re so curious, why remind me not to open it?"

"Are you really clueless or just pretending? Earlier, we didn’t know each other well and didn’t interfere in each other’s affairs. Now we’re neighbors and get along well, so we should support each other..."

"So, you’re reminding me of this to leave a good impression on me, so I’ll care for you in your old age?"