The cemetery bought by Jiang Zhengguo is attached to the mountain wall in front, and there is a stream not far away, and the feng shui is acceptable.

The tomb had been opened, and the eight men put the coffin into the cave with great force, and then crawled out one by one.

The blind man opened his voice: "The hour is coming, nail the coffin of the town, and those who are dragons present, please turn around and avoid it." ”

Two men turned around.

"Jiang Xi is seventeen years old, and those who are present are six years old and a multiple of six years apart from his age, please turn around and avoid it. ”

Another man turned, another finger muttered for a moment, then turned as well.

The blind man looked at Jiang Zhengguo calmly, "The matter of nailing the coffin should have been done by the eldest son, but Jiang Xi had no children under his knees, so he was replaced by his father." ”

Jiang Zhengguo smiled sadly, walked to the tomb with a limp step by step on crutches, and when he reached the pit, two big men worked together to help him down.

"Son......" Jiang Zhengguo stroked the coffin board, and his voice was extremely hoarse.

He cried out as he lifted the nail to the coffin board, and before the hammer was raised, tears were already falling down his face.

"Son, ......" There was another hoarse and sad scream, Jiang Zhengguo took a sharp breath, and smashed the hammer hard.

Bang!

The nail was crooked, bumped into the coffin board, and fell into the dirt.

The blind man's face changed suddenly, and he strode over, "Old Jiang, what's the matter?"

After Jiang Zhengguo reacted, his face quickly turned pale, and he was also incredulous, "I, the nail was in the hole, and it suddenly fell off." ”

"I saw Uncle Jiang put the nail into the hole, and the nail popped out on its own as if it had eyes. ”

"Could it be that Jiang Xi is doing trouble? He has grievances and hatred in his heart, so he is unwilling to go into the ground to settle down. When I was mourning before, I felt that something was wrong, how could there be a lantern suddenly jumping around, and there was a strange wind for no reason. ”

"Jiang Xi! It's Jiang Xi!"

For a while, everyone was talking.

Jiang Zhengguo was helped out of the cave, limped up to the blind man step by step, and said excitedly: "Blind man, let me ask you, is my son because he is wronged, so he refuses to be buried like this!"

"Yes, blind man, what the hell is going on?"

The blind man looked at the coffin, his face was as solemn as ink, as if the mountain rain was coming, "I can't continue to bury it." ”

"What do you mean by that?" Jiang Zhengguo was even more anxious.

"In short, this matter cannot be continued, otherwise I am afraid that it will cause more trouble. ”

Hearing the blind man's words, Ying Xiaochuan also stared at the coffin for a long time, but he couldn't see any clues.

"So what to do?"

"I'll talk about it later. The blind man shook off these words, turned around and left. Ying Xiaochuan didn't miss it, the moment the blind man turned around, there was a fleeting fear in his eyes.

Twelve big men were in place, you look at me, I look at you, and one of them said, "What about this coffin?"

"It's too wicked. ”

"Yes, I've been carrying a coffin for so many years, but it's the first time I've encountered a coffin and can't be buried. ”

"Shall we carry this coffin back?"

Everyone looked at Jiang Zhengguo one after another, and their faces were hesitant.

Jiang Zhengguo felt everyone's gaze and raised his head suddenly, "No, you can't let Xiaoxi stay here, you have to help me carry it back." ”

Dahan said: "Uncle Jiang, it's not that we don't want to, it's just that this matter is so evil, and we are afraid of getting into trouble." ”

"That's right. ”

"Actually, you don't need to be so alarmed. At this time, Ying Xiaochuan, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke.

As soon as he spoke, all eyes were on him.

"Who is this man?"

"I know him, Jincheng is here, and Jiang Xi's things are what he brought back. ”

"So, the cause of Jiang Xi's death, this person knows best?"

Listening to everyone's discussions, Ying Xiaochuan calmed down, took a step forward and said: "Listen to me, although Jiang Xi died, he and you have lived in the same town since childhood, not relatives but also neighbors, no grievances and no hatred, even if there is a grudge in his heart and he refuses to enter the ground, then he is also a grudge to find who to revenge, who to seek revenge for, how can he trouble you?"

"Is this still reasonable?"

"Have you ever seen a ghost?"

These people, you look at me, I look at you, all look at each other.

Ying Xiaochuan said: "Since none of you have ever seen a real ghost, how do you know that ghosts are unreasonable? People are divided into good people and evil people, and ghosts are also divided into good ghosts and evil ghosts, right?"

After that, he smiled again, "But then again, this matter is not unrelated to you now. ”

"What do you mean by relationship?"

"yes, don't beat around the bush, just make it clear, okay?"

Ying Xiaochuan said: "You think, Jiang Xi is indeed innocent of grievances with you. But you took this job, but you escaped, put Jiang Xi here, let the wind and rain, let his old father be anxious, even if he didn't have a grudge against you in his heart, he would have a grudge, once his resentment was born, I am afraid it will be the result that everyone wants to see the most. ”

After a pause, Ying Xiaochuan arched his hand to the twelve people, and said slowly: "So, I am persuading you to carry the coffin back again, so as not to cause trouble." ”

"He has a point, the coffin was brought back by us, and it should be carried back by us. ”

"Yes, that's our job. ”

Several big men quickly unified their opinions, went down to the pit one after another, lifted the coffin out again, and returned the same way.

The remaining four big men also carried Jiang Zhengguo onto the bamboo sedan chair and followed the coffin all the way down.

Ying Xiaochuan followed the team down the mountain, and as soon as he walked to the foot of the mountain, Ao Ling, who was waiting there, rushed over.

"Brother Xiaochuan, what's wrong? Why are everyone's faces so ugly?"

"Jiang Xi was not buried. Ying Xiaochuan said.

Ao Ling's eyes widened in surprise, "Why?

Ying Xiaochuan shook his head, "I'm afraid I'll ask Jiang Xi about this." He must have remembered something, so he didn't want to leave. ”

"What did he remember?"

Ying Xiaochuan pondered for a moment and said, "I remembered how I died." ”

……

The eight big men carried the coffin back to the Jiang family's mourning hall, and they didn't stay long before they left one after another.

Jiang Zhengguo was silent all the way, sitting on the side, and has been silent from the time he came down the mountain to the present.

Ying Xiaochuan comforted: "Uncle Jiang, don't worry too much, you can always think of a way to solve this matter." ”

Jiang Zhengguo was still silent.

Ao Ling helped: "Yes, Uncle Jiang, there is nothing difficult in the world, only afraid of people with hearts, don't be discouraged." ”

Ying Xiaochuan gave her a look, Ao Ling understood, and continued to persuade: "Uncle Jiang, you haven't slept for two nights, how can your body eat like this, why don't you go and rest for a while, let's find a way for you." ”

Jiang Zhengguo's face was full of bitterness: "Now that things are like this, how can I sleep." ”

"Then it's not a way for you to sit and be in a hurry. ”

Jiang Zhengguo sighed heavily, and finally nodded in agreement: "Okay then." "He does look exhausted.