I grabbed the fat man and stared at him with burning eyes: "Are you sure?".

The fat man took my hand away and replied to me with some irritation: "Because it's all dark, I'm not sure, when have we ever seen a dead body that is all black?"

I nodded thoughtfully, to say "discerning" I am still more confident in the fat man, at least a few points stronger than me, and the nails are black, if it is one or two, it is actually good-looking, it is said to be black, in fact, the color is slightly different, you have to carefully identify to see.

But if it's all black, it's all the same, and it's even more ugly without comparison.

I suddenly had a feeling of worry in my heart, all ten fingers were black, and I was one step away from picking up the corpse, and the people here were all some dealers, and they couldn't deal with the corpse.

Even I, except for Uncle Lai Zi, have never seen this kind of scene, but I heard my grandfather talk about it when I was learning a craft.

I pulled the fat man and walked into the mourning hall.

Zhang Damin and his wife were kneeling next to the coffin and burning paper money, the tears on their faces were still there, and it seemed that they had cried not once or twice.

Zhang Damin saw me and the fat man rushing in recklessly, and asked with some confusion: "Mr. Bai, what's wrong?"

The coffin was only half-covered, and he would be ready to go out of the funeral tomorrow morning before the rooster crowed, but his hand happened to be blocked by the half-covered coffin, and if he wanted to look closely, he had to open the coffin.

I was just about to speak, but the fat man took a step forward and said, "It's nothing Uncle Zhang, you and I are both from our own family, and my surname is Zhang, so I asked Mr. Bai to pray for the younger brother of the An family." ”

The fat man gave me a look as he spoke.

I immediately understood that the coffin was half covered, how could I open it so easily, even if I had helped by the reservoir before, so the fat man found an excuse for them to leave, so that he could see it for himself.

When Zhang Damin heard this, his eyes flashed with gratitude, and he said a lot of words of thanks to me, so I asked him to leave for a while and come back after praying.

When I was sending Zhang Damin and his wife out of the mourning hall, Zhang Anye, the younger brother of the deceased Zhang Anjia, was walking out of the back room with a basin of water.

When I found out, he was pouring water into the coffin.

I was immediately shocked, and rushed up in three or two steps to drag Zhang Anye back.

Zhang Damin was also angry, and he was about to beat him when he pulled his son.

"Brother said he was thirsty, let me give him water!" said the five-year-old with a crying voice.

Zhang Damin's daughter-in-law hugged Zhang Anye and cried, and Zhang Damin was silent and stopped talking.

But at this time, the fat man and I were stunned.

It stands to reason that he only threw himself into the river this morning, and even if ten fingers are all black, he can't intrude on the living, this matter is not simple!

"Quanzi!" the fat man called out to me suddenly, and then pointed to the coffin for me to see.

I saw that there were already a lot of water stains under the coffin.

How much water can a five-year-old take! Besides, coffins are sealed, and even if they are poured into water, they will remain inside, so where does the water on the ground come from?

"My brother said you are not good people!" Zhang Anye pointed at me and said.

I was startled, looked around, and under the wall on the side, there was a puddle of water stains, and when I looked closely, I realized that it was a pair of footprints!

I flipped over and pulled out the locust spikes.

After starting it, it didn't feel right, and the locust wood nails were as cold as frost, which was a sign of the gathering of yin qi.

Sure enough, I panicked, and it was only then that I realized I had made a mistake.

I should have taken out the locust wood nail a long time ago, the locust wood is a ghost wood, and it is very sensitive to the yin qi, but I only cared to see if Zhang Anjia had ten fingers black, and I didn't notice whether the yin qi around me had changed.

There was a crackling sound, and it felt like someone was walking on the water.

Beside those footprints, another footprint slowly appeared.

One, two, three......

He's walking!

I didn't care about that, and the nail in my hand shot out.

The coffin nails rushed straight to the wall and nailed to it.

"Ahh

Zhang Anye pointed to the wall and cried vigorously, and said that I beat his brother, no matter how much Zhang Damin appeased, it was useless.

I stepped forward, patted Zhang Anye on the forehead a few times, and then covered his eyes.

Zhang Anye was harassed by his brother, and now my wooden nails should have hurt Zhang An's family, so Zhang Anye will cry.

"You take your children to places where there are a lot of people, and the more people there are, the better, especially the places where there are loud sounds. I hurriedly said a few words, and then turned my head to look around.

I don't think that a locust wood nail that I have been playing with for three years can directly dispel the soul of Zhang Anjia.

The fat man walked back with four sticks of incense, and after lighting them, he looked around vigilantly.

Fortunately, it only harassed Zhang Anye's child, which proves that Zhang An's family has not grown up to the point where it can hurt us at this time.

The white silk hanging in the house was hula-hula, and there was no wind at all at this time, all of which was done by Zhang An's family.

I walked over and pulled out the locust nail on the wall, and the temperature on the nail dropped a few more points, and there was a layer of water stains on it, so it seemed that I had really hurt him.

"Zhang Anjia! I know that you committed suicide, and you have a grudge in your heart, you committed suicide because you are worried that your family will pay for your medicine! Now you are coming back to harass your family and harass your brother! What the hell do you want to do?" I said loudly.

As soon as he finished speaking, the silk in the room churned even more, and it seemed that he could already understand my words.

"Where do you go back and forth, the affairs of the yang world have nothing to do with you anymore, set foot on the road to the underworld, go back!" I said again.

I say this is the "grammar" in the white matter, first persuade him with good words, so that he can leave with confidence, so that he will not pay too much price.

"No!" a scream echoed through the room, making me and the fat man creepy.

"Where's the money!!" the voice continued to echo in the room.

I chuckled in my heart, and sure enough, there was a problem!

If you want to say that this family can only be described as a family with four walls, even the white silk is sent from the neighborhood and the countryside, a family that is not wealthy, why does this child care so much about money after he dies?

"Where's my money!" Zhang Anjia sat up from the coffin abruptly.

The fragrant in the fat man's hand snapped.

I looked at the footprints on the ground that reached the coffin, and I wanted to kill myself.

At first, I only cared about persuasion, and completely forgot that if I wanted to think of the corpse, I had to return to my body first.

I secretly took a few steps back, I thought that after ten years of studying art, these things would come easily, but I didn't expect to make two big mistakes tonight.

The fat man shuddered and stepped back with me.

Peng's slam slammed the door shut.

Zhang Anjia slowly crawled out of the coffin, and the water stains on his body continued to slide downward, and soon the entire coffin seemed to be drenched by rain.

"Quanzi!" the fat man swallowed, foaming at the mouth, calling my name.

I looked at the locust nail in my hand and knew what my third mistake was.

The stability that has always made me relaxed, and my grandfather's words about not going out were also forgotten by me.

The so-called three nails are one acacia, two willows and three peaches.

Huaimu senses yin, although it can hurt ghosts but has little effect, willow wood is the main torture to kill the yin soul, peach wood has its own yang, and demons and evil have nothing to hide.

Fortunately, I always had an ink fountain line in my arms.

"Fatty, you go back and get my coffin nails back, I'll delay it for a while!" This place is not far from our village, and it will only take half an hour to come and go.

After speaking, I didn't wait for the fat man to answer, and with a flick of his hand, the locust wood nail was nailed to Zhang Anjia's body.

However, this time, there is still an ink fountain line hanging on the locust wood nails.

This blow obviously angered Zhang Anjia, and the fat man had to open the door and rush out.

I kept dodging with the ink fountain line in one hand, Zhang Anjia was like a mad dog at this time, and kept trying to rush over and bite me, I didn't dare to be bitten by him, the corpse gathered by the yin qi, and the yin qi in it alone was enough for me to eat a pot.

Fortunately, I have not made mistakes in the skills I have practiced over the years.

He and I kept circling around the coffin.

I also took the opportunity to wrap the ink fountain thread around Zhang Anjia's body.

When all the ink fountain lines were entangled, Zhang Anjia could only keep struggling without moving the slightest.

I breathed a long sigh of relief.

"My money, my money!" Zhang Anjia was still muttering these three words.

The more I listened, the more I wondered how I could say such a thing.

I put Zhang Anjia in the coffin, waited for the fat man to take the coffin nails back, and when this matter was resolved, I thought about asking Zhang Damin what was going on.

At this time, Zhang Damin, who was originally quiet, suddenly heard a banging sound in his home.

I felt a chill in my back, and instinctively dodged to the side, and saw Zhang Anjia, who had been entangled in the ink fountain line, standing behind me.

The large ink on the shroud told me how he came out.

The ink fountain was stained with dog blood, which was washed away by the water stains on Zhang Anjia's body, and then broke free.

Now I made a difficulty, I didn't even have anything to take advantage of, and Zhang Anjia was still looking at me.

At this time, the sound of bangzi came in again.

Just when I was about to fight Zhang Anjia, he grinned: "The money is here!"

After saying that, he rushed out quickly.

I was horrified, if he rushed out into the crowd, wouldn't it be a bad thing!

I hurriedly followed.

At this time, all kinds of frightened roars were heard outside.

Just ask me, how can a person who has just died in a shroud not be afraid when he appears in front of him?

When I chased to the door, I saw Zhang Anjia rushing out of the door.

When I chased out, there was no one outside the door, and I didn't know where Zhang An's house had gone.

Just as I was about to chase him out with a few words, I saw a stack of money at my feet.

I'm afraid the thick stack will have to be tens of thousands.

That's a lot of money!

Could it be that this is the money that Zhang Anmin is talking about?

How could anyone come and give him money?

At this time, the fat man also rushed back with three jumpers, and his grandfather was still sitting in the car.

Before I could explain what was going on, my grandfather slapped me on the back of the head.