"Don't!"

Meng Yao, who was standing not far behind, immediately shouted to stop the moment this head appeared, but it was still too late.

Meng Fang was already nervous, as soon as this person's head appeared, the conditioned reflex was directly beaten down with a stick, this is a person's instinctive conditioned reflex, and it is not under his own control.

"Oops!"

A painful voice came out, and the human head that showed its face from the coffin fell into the coffin again, and Meng Fang also threw it directly into the wooden stick, standing in place, his expression a little embarrassed.

The head in the coffin was alive, and in this coffin, a living person was lying, and Meng Fang directly knocked a living person unconscious with a stick.

"Brother, you should pay attention next time. Meng Yao hurriedly ran forward and looked into the coffin, lying in the coffin was a man in his fifties, and on the side of the man's face, a stick mark could be clearly seen.

Meng Fang's stick was hit from the side, and when he saw this stick mark, Meng Fang coughed a few times in embarrassment, and then asked, "Who is this person, and how did he run into the coffin?"

"He is Master Wang, and he is also the boss of this Wang Ji. The fat man stepped forward, glanced at the man in the coffin, and said to Meng Fang.

"Don't talk about it yet, hurry up and wake people up, see if it's serious, and send them to the hospital. Meng Yao commanded from the side.

At that moment, Mo Yongxing and Meng Fang worked together to move this Master Wang out of the coffin, and the fat man slapped Master Wang's face a few times, and finally pinched the middle of the person, I didn't expect that this trick was really useful, Master Wang's eyelashes shook a few times, and after a while, he opened his eyes and woke up.

"Master Wang, I'm so sorry, I didn't notice it was you. I'll take you to the hospital. Meng Fang saw Master Wang wake up and said apologetically to the other party.

"Master Wang, my brother didn't mean it, we thought it was in this coffin. There may be ...... There will be ......" Meng Yao also showed apologies on her face, wanting to explain, but found that the latter words could not be spoken.

She followed Qin Yu and saw many strange existences, so. They would suspect that there might be other existences in this coffin, but she couldn't say it directly to Master Wang, so she could only say it halfway through her words.

"What's going to be in the coffin, it's for the dead. Master Wang rubbed his head and said angrily.

"It's because the coffins are filled with dead people, so we are so surprised when we hear the movement, just imagine how the dead can move, how can they make a sound. Mo Yongxing on the side interjected.

"yes. Master Wang, how did you run into this coffin?" the fat man on the side also said.

"I'm trying this coffin, the dead man is comfortable lying in it. Master Wang replied.

"Do you know if the dead are comfortable or not?" Mo Yongxing asked curiously, but there was more doubt in his words.

"The dead are also made of the living, and if you are comfortable lying in this coffin, then you will feel the same comfortable when you die in this coffin. "Master Wang's mouth is obviously not good at stubble, and Mo Yongxing almost wanted to beat people with his sleeves.

Isn't this old man's words cursing him to death?

It's just that this time a few of them came over, and they asked the old man for help. Before we know if this old man can help with this, I still have to hold back.

"I remember you, you are the grandson of the old Zhang family, and your grandfather asked me to make a coffin eight years ago. For himself, now that I think about it, your grandfather should also go into the coffin. Master Wang looked at the fat man again and said.

It's just that Master Wang's words made the expressions of Meng Yao and the others embarrassed. But Mo Yongxing's face showed a hint of schadenfreude, feeling that this old man was not just poisonous to himself, but to everyone.

The fat man was also made to cry and laugh by Master Wang's words, but he was not angry, because his grandfather had indeed died.

"Master Wang, my grandfather left three years ago, and now he is buried. The fat man replied.

After listening to the fat man's answer, Meng Yao's face showed a look of sudden realization, and he finally understood why his brother's friend knew about this, needless to say, his brother's friend's grandfather should have been secretly used for burial.

Cremation is now vigorously promoted by the state, but there are still many places where burial is still used, that is, the management of big cities will be better, because there is really no land for them to bury, so they have to choose cremation.

However, things are not absolute, especially the older generation, most of them still have a deep-rooted idea of burial, and it is the tradition of the Chinese people to enter the earth for peace, and before entering the earth, the integrity of the body is also a must.

Therefore, some people in the city, if they have a relationship, will secretly transport the body back to their hometown after the death of the elders in the family, and then bury it in their hometown, and even some old people, when they know that their limit is coming, they will choose to return to their hometown to live, in those small places, quietly waiting for the arrival of death.

"Your grandfather is also a loving and righteous person, it's not that he can't let go of you descendants. Master Wang sighed, stood up from the coffin, and stepped out.

"What does this burial have to do with not being able to let go of future generations, people are dead and have nothing left. Mo Yongxing muttered quietly on the side.

"What do you know about this kid, do you know why his grandfather came to me to build the coffin, just because he didn't want to be reincarnated so quickly. Master Wang glared at Mo Yongxing and said.

"Feelings, you can still control the time of reincarnation, then you won't become a judge in the underworld, I didn't see the judge still messing up so badly. Mo Yongxing is not a person who is angry, he was glared at by this master Wang several times, and his anger also came up, and he said in a strange way.

Mo Yongxing would say this because Master Wang didn't even have a few decent electrical appliances at home, and the lights were all outdated bulbs, and the clothes he was wearing were also very old.

And Master Wang seemed to be really angry with Mo Yongxing's words, so he was silent all of a sudden, but silently closed the lid of the red wooden coffin again.

"Tell me, what are you looking for me?"

"Master Wang, we heard ......" Meng Fang spoke, however, Master Wang took a few steps back and said, "Don't come near me." ”

"Master Wang, my brother didn't become a heart before. Meng Yao saw that Master Wang didn't have a good face for his brother, and he wanted to explain again.

"I don't care about that, my life is still very hard, and I can't be killed this time, but if he gets closer, I may not be able to live. Master Wang's eyes showed a strange look, not only at Meng Fang, but also at Mo Yongxing, that expression, as if he was looking at two dead people, and the two of them were furious in their hearts.

"The two of you have a dead breath on your body, this is normal, you can find me here, basically either someone is dead in the family, or someone is going to die in the family soon, it is normal to be contaminated with the breath of some corpses, but you two boys, it's not just as simple as being stained with the breath of a dead man, I really don't know how you two boys survived, and you stand in front of me well. ”

Master Wang's words, Meng Fang and Mo Yongxing looked at each other, they were confused, and in the end, the two could only blame this old man for starting to hurt people, but it was Meng Yao, whose face flashed thoughtfully.

"Little girl, you say, what are you looking for me, do you want to build a coffin?" Master Wang looked at Meng Yao and asked.

"Master Wang, we are looking for you this time, and we really want to ask you to help build a coffin. Meng Yao said truthfully.

In fact, there is more than one coffin shop in the capital, but the people in the other coffin shops cannot meet Meng Yao's requirements, and Master Wang is her last stop in the capital, if it is not good, then she can only look for it elsewhere.

"You can find me here, and the coffin you should build is not ordinary, but let me tell you first, the coffin I have here is very expensive, and the cheapest pair starts at 100,000 yuan, which is not like the price of those coffins sold on the market. ”

"100,000 coffins, you are pear blossom wood. Mo Yongxing couldn't help but reply, he felt that the old man in front of him must have seen the style of several of his people and wanted to slaughter fat sheep.

A coffin sells for 100,000 yuan, if this old man really sells it like this, how can he still live in this shabby place, and he is not as good as a migrant worker.

"Price is not an issue. Meng Yao nodded, as long as she could get it out according to her requirements, she could spend as much money as she wanted.

"Master Wang, this coffin I want to build is a bit special, this is a drawing, can you see if it can work?" Meng Yao took out a drawing from the bag he was carrying and handed it to Master Wang.

Master Wang did not have a look of surprise on his face when Meng Yao handed over the drawings, which shows that Master Wang has also received the work of customizing the style of the coffin before, in fact, Master Wang has not only received it, but most of the coffins he has built are customized by those employers with drawings.

However, after opening the drawings handed over by Meng Yao, Master Wang's expression was suddenly stunned, a pair of eyes stared at the boss, staring at the coffin pattern on the drawing, Meng Yao and the others could clearly see that Master Wang's hands holding the drawings were trembling slightly.

"Where did you get this drawing?" After a long time, Master Wang's gaze was withdrawn from the drawing and the drawing was folded again, but instead of handing it back to Meng Yao, he looked at Meng Yao with blazing eyes and asked.

"Master Wang, tell me first, can you create the coffin style on this drawing?" Meng Yao did not answer Master Wang's question, but asked rhetorically.

"Yes, but this coffin costs a million pairs. (To be continued.) )