He knew he would have died eight hundred times over.
"Everyone has their ups and downs. Right now, you're going through a run of bad luck. Once you get through these next few years, things will get better," Lin Fan said.
His gaze fell on Boss Xiu's three daughters nearby.
Almost all of Boss Xiu's tribulations were caused by his three daughters.
Lin Fan did not deliberately divine their fates. Sometimes, letting nature take its course was better.
Before long.
Boss Xiu's subordinates brought the coffin nails.
Lin Fan picked up the coffin nails one by one and used his palm as a hammer to drive them into the coffin.
He drove the fourth coffin nail only halfway in.
The last nail went in only a little way.
"When it's time for the burial, drive the fourth nail all the way in. As for the last nail, halfway will do."
Lin Fan gave him these instructions. He could not stay in Pingzhou forever, so he could only explain the precautions they needed to take.
The next moment.
Everyone outside the door returned to the mourning hall.
"Huh? Why isn't it cold anymore? Just now, I was freezing even with my jacket on. Now it feels a little hot!"
"How strange. Could the air conditioner be broken? Was it actually running all along?"
"No way. I checked several times. The air conditioner really was off."
Everyone was puzzled. The temperature in the mourning hall had changed so drastically.
Lin Fan used the Qi-Observing Technique. He could see that the dark shadow on the coffin had disappeared. Looking into the coffin, he could see a mass of dark light and shadow inside.
"Turn on the air conditioner."
Lin Fan said softly, "I'll perform a ritual for your father."
Hearing this.
Boss