On the twenty-ninth day of the lunar month, Li Qiwen went to the funeral.

It is not easy for people to live, but it is simple to die. No matter how grand the funeral is, it has no practical meaning for the deceased, but it is for the living.

Li Qiwen's adopted son Li Futang is not a poor man, so the funeral naturally can't be too shabby, but it's just shabby. It is said that Li Futang originally planned to make it more grand, but was opposed by his wife.

The reason is even simpler, the old man left an inheritance of 10,000 yuan, does he still have this son in his heart? Of course, what he said was a different set: the death was not very honorable, and it was too grand and did not conform to the etiquette law!

Li Futang hesitated again and again, but finally agreed to the plan of the simple office, the so-called simple office, is nothing more than that the mourners are limited to their relatives and the scope of the village, the scale of the drummers is as small as possible, the cemetery is not large, other programs are still indispensable, and it is impossible to save a good meal and drink at the funeral.

Even if it is justified, there are still a lot of people who chew the root of the tongue behind their backs, mostly gossip adopted son Li Futang is rich but picks the door, unfilial children and grandchildren, etc.

This has little impact on Li Futang's family, they originally didn't live in Li Village, and it is even more uncertain whether they will come back to worship in the future.

The bad reputation is left.

It was early in the morning, and the sky was a little drizzle, occasionally drifting over people's faces, and occasionally feeling a little cold.

A string of firecrackers sounded, Li Qiwen's coffin swept into the mountain, because of the long distance, except for the moment when he went out, the drummer pounded a few times, and the road was almost silent, and no one talked.

The spirit flags were swept together by the wind, so they simply put them away and carried them on their shoulders, Luo Ming carried the copper bell, wore a shabby Taoist robe, and the foreign Taoist priest who was responsible for making merit (Luo Ming needed to guard the temple in the past two days, so he could only give the beauty of making merit to others), while shaking the copper bell and hurrying, the entire funeral procession was left with this repetitive and crisp sound.

"Ding, Ding, Ding......"

Chen Tianyu walked in the funeral procession, which he took the initiative to ask, he didn't say why, and Li Yiting didn't ask.

He had been silently walking beside Li Yiting, letting the drizzle condense into droplets of water on his face, then merge into a stream of water, and finally slowly draw down his angular face.

His mood was unusually calm, without joy or sorrow.

The funeral made him think a lot, and his ears and eyes became super sensitive, perhaps the special atmosphere can stimulate this person's thinking power to the greatest extent.

This should be the real reason why he actively participated in this funeral, he had a strange instinct that he had never had before. Since entering Li Village, in addition to the strong nostalgia that warms him, there is also a trace of inexplicable feelings flowing deep in his heart.

He had lived in seclusion in the countryside for five years, which was a well-deserved emotion.

For the past few days, he has been thinking and thinking, what is so extraordinary about Li Village?

Just now, he suddenly had an answer: it seems that everyone in Li Village has a secret!

First of all, Li Qiwen's death is a matter that people can't understand, but no one has a desire to explore on their faces, how can this be explained? Is it numbness, or do everyone already know the cause and effect?

Although Li Fuqi is lively and cheerful, how his father died has never been mentioned, and he himself has never mentioned it, what about his mother?

The fifth uncle Li Qiumao's family had conflicts, and he was obviously injured that day, to this extent, and no one seemed to care about the other brothers.

There is also this adopted son Li Futang, who looks like a small boss, who has not returned to Li Village for several years, and has ignored Li Qiwen, how did he do it? Everyone seems to have a lot of complaints about him, but they don't say a word about him not returning to Li Village for many years, why is this?

There is also the boss Li Qisi, who is calm and dignified, and has authority in the village, but he never says half a word, as if everything is very light, his brother is dead, except for a fire in front of outsiders in the Guanyin Temple, he doesn't have too many emotions, although it can be understood as rich experience, but why can't it be understood as insensitive?

Even if Li Qihuai, who treats people warmly, is generous and practical, and is enthusiastic about running, he never asks the bottom of it, and it can be seen that he has a good relationship with Li Qiwen, but he only said one word about his suicide, the third child is too stubborn, that's all, which is actually out of step with his character.

Not to mention that the sixth Li Qiubin, he didn't come to the funeral today!

Regarding these questions, Chen Tianyu never took the initiative to ask Li Yiting, not because he didn't trust Li Yiting, but because he firmly believed that Li Yiting didn't know the answer.

Isn't that hard to understand?

It's not difficult, because he found that Li Yiting was also strictly abiding by a certain rule-

The rules of Li Village have been integrated into Li Yiting's blood, and he himself is not aware of it.

The authorities are confused, and the bystanders are clear.

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All this can be explained by the survival dilemma in the countryside, it is not easy to live, but it is a relief to die.

So Chen Tianyu is just thinking about it, he won't tell anyone. There are some things that don't need to be spoken, let alone agreed.

The funeral procession stops at a flat place to rest.

Villagers scattered around to smoke.

"Ding, Ding, Ding......"

The copper bell continued to ring, people could stop, but the magic weapon could not stop, Luo Ming's expression shook slowly and indifferently.

Suddenly, Chen Tianyu suddenly shivered from the bottom of his heart!

He faintly heard a voice: the sound of some kind of skin cutting through a smooth, hard object, with that sour, goosebump-inducing frequency.

The sound continued, Chen Tianyu looked around, did not find the source of this special frequency, and everyone's expressions did not change.

Finally, his gaze finally fell on the coffin parked in the middle of the flat ground.

Concentrate and listen—

The rhythmic sound of the brass bells could not hide the slightest friction, and someone in the coffin was scratching the planks with their fingernails!

Chen Tianyu was shocked, he subconsciously looked at Li Yiting, and found that he didn't react at all, just smoked silently.

If people who are more close to the deceased are prone to visual and auditory hallucinations, then Chen Tianyu is an out-and-out outsider.

Why could he hear it clearly, but his friends and relatives couldn't? Even the eight coffin bearers closest to the coffin were indifferent.

Chen Tianyu stood up in a daze, walked towards the coffin, and then squatted down in front of everyone, and put his ear on the cold curved wooden board of the pitch-red.

The sound of paddling was like thunder!

Chen Tianyu slapped the side wall of the coffin with his hand, and the scratching speed inside seemed to be cooperative.

Li Yiting jumped up like an arrow, and he looked at Chen Tianyu in surprise, his face full of doubts.

Chen Tianyu waved his hand and said in a low voice: "Yiting, you listen." ”

Li Yiting didn't understand Chen Tianyu's intentions, let alone why he was so out of shape, so he could only plead: "Fourth brother, ......"

Chen Tianyu ignored him, turned his head and said, "Yiting, the people inside are still alive!"

Li Yiting was full of anxiety, he tugged at Chen Tianyu's sleeve and motioned for him to leave first.

The sound disappeared and never sounded again, Chen Tianyu patted the coffin again in surprise, but there was still no movement. He stood up helplessly, only to find Li Yiting's panicked expression.

"Oh...... Didn't you hear?"

Li Yiting shook his head inexplicably, not knowing what he was talking about.

Chen Tianyu looked around, no one showed even the slightest interest in his behavior, and even Luo Ming on the side did not change the rhythm of the rattle.

Chen Tianyu glanced at everyone in amazement, and a sense of fear that he had never felt before instantly filled his entire body. He is not afraid of a bunch of people yelling, screaming and wailing, and he will not be surprised that this group of people abandoned the coffin and fled, even if they all rushed up and beat him now, it is normal.

But, calm, as always.

Chen Tianyu had no choice but to follow Li Yiting back to his place in disappointment, and then sat down to smoke.

He fell into deep thought, and when he came back to his senses, Li Yiting spoke.

"Fourth brother, are you too tired these days?...... It's the first time I've seen you......" Li Yiting stopped talking.

Chen Tianyu said bluntly: "Yiting, your third uncle may not be dead yet." ”

Li Yiting looked at him in surprise, and said for a long time: "How is it possible?"

Chen Tianyu did not hide it: "I heard someone in the coffin scratching the wooden board just now. ”

Li Yiting said suspiciously: "Really?...... But without air, how can people survive?"

"What do you mean?" Chen Tianyu glanced up at him.

Li Yiting patiently explained: "Fourth brother, you don't know anything. Don't underestimate this small coffin, it is made of precious rosewood, we are rich in pears here, this kind of wood is hard and dense, and it is already impermeable to water and breathable. In addition, we have a special wood glue here, and each seam will be coated with a thick layer before sealing the coffin, so ......"

He said with great certainty: "There can be no air in the coffin." ”

For others, this kind of explanation would take a bit of a tongue, because the corpse transformation and haunting were not considered, but for Chen Tianyu, it was obviously unnecessary.

Chen Tianyu nodded knowingly, he would not doubt Li Yiting's judgment.

But he was even more sure of his discovery: Li Cun not only has special rules, but also has a unique self-confidence.

Where does this confidence come from?

Chen Tianyu didn't know, but when he calmed down, he even had an unexpected discovery that the villagers of Li Village seemed to be athletic, not like ordinary farmers working in the fields.

Li Yiting said worriedly: "Fourth brother, are you not very accustomed to our customs and habits here?"

"Perhaps. Chen Tianyu nodded.