The word "kill him" sounded in my ears like thunder, and although I was young, I was terrified when I heard the word murder.

Grandpa's serious expression and the strong murderous aura after saying these three words made me remember this moment to death.

Seeing that I was frightened, and that my grandfather wanted to understand that I was only an eight-year-old child, he calmed down and stopped talking.

I looked at the purple-black handprint on my arm that was pinched out by my grandfather, and I also knew the importance of the matter.

After experiencing Uncle Lai's incident, the people in the village respected my grandfather more than ever, and since I heard that I had taken over this craft from my grandfather, anyone who saw me would give me a thumbs up and say that I was good.

It took three months for my grandfather to regain his former vigor, but what made me even more strange was that my grandfather only taught me white things and coffin nails, and didn't say a word about the copper bell.

Since then, Zhang Guobao has recognized his godfather, and the two families have become a good family, and when my father and mother came back from work, I was very happy to know that there was a godson, that is, my father learned that I took over the white matter and had a big quarrel with my grandfather, and the two chatted in the grandfather's room for a night, and the next morning they took my mother to continue to go out to work, and did not say anything against it.

My grandfather taught me for ten years, and after I was eighteen years old, my grandfather rarely took over white things, and he always let me go with the fat man.

The fat man was blessed by misfortune, and his grandfather also taught him some "discernment" skills, which made the fat man's father and mother happy.

The so-called "distinguishing the work" is to look at the corpse, that is, to see what is wrong with the corpse, so as to be prepared, of course, including negotiating the price of the job with others.

However, the fat man also surprised my grandfather, and his academic performance has not been very good, but he actually drew inferences from one another, coupled with his lively personality, he actually slowly opened up the door to the surrounding towns, and even a few times the white things in the town came to me.

That day, the fat man actually bought a three-bouncing car and went home, saying that the second-hand market was very cheap, but looking at the spotless appearance and saying that it was second-hand, I believed the ghost.

I just did a white thing a few days ago, and I don't have much utensils at home, so I just asked the fat man to take me to the town to buy some back.

"Quanzi, just say what! Don't look at it now, it's three wheels, and when we work for another two years, I'll change to a four-wheeled one. "The fat man was riding the car and his saliva was splashing.

"Grandpa said that yin people should not be greedy for money, you should be careful of retribution!" I said angrily.

In fact, I know that the fat man's money is not directly from the family of the people who ask us to do white things, he is connected with a boss who specializes in buying white things, and the incense candle paper people are fooling those people to go to this store to buy, and the boss of the family also takes out some of the hard money as a fat man from the money he earns.

However, the boss's craftsmanship is not bad, and it also saves me money for cutting paper by myself.

"Quanzi! you will fail me if you say this, we both have half of our money, and you are indispensable for my retribution!" the fat man also joked with me.

Suddenly, the fat man braked sharply and almost made me fly out of the rear car, and before I could scold him, I saw him looking not far away with a happy face.

This is a reservoir very close to the town, and at this time the edge of the reservoir is full of people, and there are faint sounds of crying and cursing.

"Come to life!" the fat man jumped out of the car, and in an instant changed his face to crying and walked forward.

I had to park the car and follow.

The fat man and I managed to squeeze in, and we saw a woman kneeling by the river, howling her heart, and a farmer and a boatman arguing with each other.

"Five thousand less!" said the boatman, waving his hand, as if tired of the noise.

"Why are you still asking for a price! I said that I could not afford two thousand! Five thousand!" the farmer's eyes were red, and he stamped his feet in a hurry.

As soon as the boatman stepped on the bow of the boat, he did not look at the farmer, but lit a cigarette to himself.

He took two puffs and said: "If you don't have money, you will die! Lao Tzu has no time to grind foreign work with you, so if you have money, you will do it! If you don't have money, you can find someone else!"

These words completely angered the villagers, and they pointed at the boatman and started scolding, but the boatman was still unmoved, plucked out his ears and turned away.

Seeing this, I also understood, someone must have drowned in this water, so I found a salvage team, this gang of people only recognize money, at first they may have said a number, and after seeing that the cropper man agreed, he felt that he wanted less, so he immediately raised the price.

I'm also itching my teeth at this time, although this group of people say that salvaging the dead is bad luck, but they can't do it!

The boatman also seemed to be taken aback by the growing anger of the villagers, and his expression struggled: "Three thousand!

Seeing that he was sure, the farmer took out a handful of change from his arms, some of which were kneaded and unshaped, and at first glance it was hard money.

The farmer counted for a long time, and his hand holding the money was constantly shaking.

Holding the last one in his hand, his face immediately changed, and he turned to look at the surrounding villagers and knelt down.

"I Zhang Damin can't make up enough, let's borrow a little from me, it's still five hundred! Wait until I finish the funeral for the child and then ......" Zhang Damin couldn't say any more halfway, lying on the ground and kowtowing to everyone, his face trembling in the mud.

The surrounding villagers immediately went up to help him up, and took out money from their pockets, and after a while, they gathered a bunch of money, three thousand yuan, only a little more!

The boatman didn't care about this, and rushed up and began to take the money from the ground, picking only the whole money, and not even looking at the change.

"Isn't this going to be done sooner!" the boatman took the money and was about to get on board.

That's when poof!

The woman, who had been wailing, plunged headlong into the water.

The crowd was startled and immediately went down to save her.

When she came up, she began to cry again.

I could tell from her staccato words.

It turned out that the one who drowned in the water was her eldest son, who was already in high school, but unfortunately he was found to be sick, and he couldn't see well in many hospitals, and the huge expenses made the family precarious.

And this morning the eldest son said that he wanted to go out for a walk, so he plunged into the reservoir.

When the woman heard this, she fainted on the spot, and when she came here to get someone, she was asked by the boatman for a sky-high price, so she thought of committing suicide.

Just when I was moved by this story, the boatman knocked on the board: "I can't go, if the sun sets, three thousand is not enough!"

After listening to it, I looked at the sky, and sure enough, it was already a little yellow.

"Your uncle!" came out with a violent cry, it was the fat man.

With a sound, the fat man kicked the boatman into the water with a single kick.

By the time the boatmen came ashore and shouted that they would not do it! There was no one around to take care of the boatmen, and it seemed that they were already disgusted.

"Quanzi! we don't need money!" the fat man shouted at me angrily.

I nodded, the nail in my hand was already about to be broken by me.

It's not that I don't want to care, craftsmen have the rules of craftsmen, as long as they take this stubble, others can't cut it off, and now the boatman said he wouldn't do it, and the fat man immediately took it.

Zhang Damin's face immediately turned ugly, and he rushed up to push me, and turned his head to say good things to the boatman, meaning don't care, he doesn't know me.

I also know Zhang Damin's thoughts, and I am only eighteen years old, so he should not believe me.

I took out the nail of the coffin, wrapped a thread around it, and threw it into the water.

The coffin nails floated on the water, and my wrists kept shaking, and I used my dexterity to make the coffin nails slowly move forward.

When the nail suddenly changes direction, continue to exert force along the nail head of the coffin.

This is a locust wood nail, plus I have been playing with it for three years, and I have sensed the yin qi, and when the coffin nail sinks suddenly, I nodded at the fat man, and the fat man immediately jumped into the lake.

The yin qi in the water was disordered, and it took three attempts to fish out the boy in the wide eyes of the boatman.

Seeing the child's body, Zhang Damin and his wife immediately began to cry.

At this time, some people recognized me, and with the kick that the fat man had just kicked, the people in the village had a good impression of us, and immediately wanted to ask me to do white things for this child.

Since I said that I would take care of it, I also agreed to come down, people who commit suicide are the most likely to have problems, and the river is full of yin and heavy qi, especially this child is still riddled with illness.

Let the fat man take a white cloth and wrap the child, and then follow Zhang Damin to his house.

Incense, candles, and paper money are indispensable, and white horse paper people are not lacking, the fat man's character of money fans has disappeared this time, and asked Zhang Damin to go to the store where he has opened up the relationship, and said to the boss not to collect money this time, and deduct it from his own money.

Cleanse the body and incense to prepare the coffin.

I was relieved when the child was in the coffin.

It's also the first time I've done white things for this kind of suicidal child, although I've taken over my grandfather's work for more than half a year, but in fact, they are all old people who are dying, as long as they stare at the rules and don't mess with etiquette.

At night, when my family was holding a vigil, I would sit in the corner of the courtyard and drink water, and the matter would be finished tomorrow when the grave was opened and put into the ground.

At this time, the fat man came over with a strange face, sat down and poured two cups of tea.

"It's all poor people, we can't help it, this time bringing some food is considered a reward. I looked at him as if he was a little uncomfortable with the family's poor life and suffering.

Although I said that I don't want money, but I can't do it in vain, it's like this to do white things, there must be dealings, take more and take less to see us, but if you don't take a penny, you will break the rules.

Seeing that the fat man didn't seem to listen to me, he pushed him, which brought him back to his senses.

"Quanzi! I just saw that the child's nails were black!" the fat man said with an unconfident expression.

I immediately put down the water glass, the fat man's "distinguishing" kung fu is much better than mine, grandpa took us to "distinguish" he never missed, this time there was some suspicion.

"How many are dark?" I asked.

In fact, it is normal for nails to be black, the less black the better, and the more it proves that the more yin qi gathers, and ordinary people will reach the sky with two or three.

"All!" said the fat man, thinking for a moment.