Chapter 117: The Old King's Trickery

When Uncle Ming heard this, he touched his head, looked at the smoke not far away, and wondered: "Could it be that Lao Wang's family can't be opened by the poor?" ”

"On the contrary, Lao Wang is the richest person in our Qingshi Village, and here's the thing."

After the old farmer's words, Uncle Ming finally knew, it turned out that when Lao Wang was in his thirties, he went out of the village to work hard in other places, and after several years of struggle, Lao Wang became a contractor in a certain place, and earned a lot of money in a few years, and the old house of the family was directly built into a small villa, and the life was delicious.

As a result, an accident separated Lao Wang from the yin and yang of his family.

It turned out that during the construction, Lao Wang checked on the construction site, but that day things were so unfortunate, the crane had a little accident, hanging a bundle of steel pipes twenty or thirty meters high, and suddenly fell from a high altitude, and Lao Wang happened to be standing below, everyone saw the raindrop-like steel pipes towards Lao Wang desperately smashed down, and the whole construction site was scared to scream.

After all the steel pipes fell to the ground, the workers were so frightened that their faces turned pale, and Lao Wang stood below, his body was straight, but a steel pipe was inserted horizontally on his head, and the steel pipe was directly inserted into his face from Lao Wang's head, and the whole nose was inserted, and blood immediately began to gush out of his eyes and nose, and the scene was terrifying.

After such a tragedy, although the workers were afraid, but it was important to save people, they still rushed over, touched Lao Wang's breathing, there was still gas there, died on the spot, when he died, his eyes were broken, and it was said that he was blind to death.

After such an incident, the boss lost a lot of money to Lao Wang's daughter-in-law, and the body was transported back to Qingshi Village.

When Lao Wang's daughter-in-law saw the scene of Lao Wang's corpse, she cried all over the world, and she fainted directly from crying.

Because at that time, Lao Wang's daughter-in-law was pregnant in July and August, and she was about to give birth, but this happened.

After the old farmer finished talking about this matter, there was a lot of chatterbox, and he saw that the old farmer's eyes were half-moon-shaped, and he continued: "At that time, many people saw Lao Wang's corpse, it was indeed miserable, Lao Wang's nose was gone, half of his face also collapsed, and there was a big skeleton on his head, and his head was full of blood scars. ”

When Uncle Ming heard this, he couldn't help but nod and said, "It turns out that Lao Wang is a person who died by mistake, so what happened later, why did he not be buried for two years!" ”

"This has to start again!"

"Uh-huh, you say."

The old farmer took a puff of leaf cigarette, smashed his mouth, and continued: "Lao Wang died so miserably, so he went to the village to find a relict artist, put on makeup for Lao Wang, sorted out his appearance, and restored him to the appearance before his death, and because after the death of Lao Wang, Lao Wang's daughter-in-law was not short of money, because Lao Wang had earned a lot of money before, plus the money paid by Lao Wang after his death, it was also a huge amount of money. ”

"And then?"

"Later, after the relict made up Lao Wang, Lao Wang returned to his former appearance, but when the relict went back that night, he fell directly off the cliff and died, and the body was not found, you said that this thing is not evil!"

"Maybe it was just an accident?"

The old farmer shook his head, looked at Uncle Ming, and his face was slowly wrapped in a layer of fear, and said: "This matter may be said in the past, but after the death of the old king, the funeral always has to be done, so I invited the Taoist priest to do a few days of mourning for the old king, and even the monk was invited, and gave the old king a surplus, this old king's funeral can be described as a scenery, but there is a know, when the Taoist priest burned the gas money for the old king, he came out of the fork, and the gas money burned half of the time and did not burn, and lit the fire several times in a row, all of which were not, and the last time it was finally lit, But all the people in the village saw it, and a monstrous black gas came out from Lao Wang's body, and it was directly strung into the Taoist priest's body, and the Taoist priest was crazy at that time, and stomped his hand with a kitchen knife, and the blood flowed desperately, and then chased after his apprentice and killed the apprentice. ”

"And such a thing, it's really evil!"

When Uncle Ming heard this, his face became gloomy, because he also knew that white things are easy to do, as long as they are people who are dying, it is not much difficult, but white things are not easy to do, if you meet someone who died in vain, this matter will be tricky.

"What happened to these Taoist monks before?"

"Needless to say, the Taoist technique of the practice, after chopping his hands, killed a few people, and he went crazy, and those monks were so frightened that they didn't even want the guys who did the practice, and they lost their lives and ran away."

When Huang Xiaolian heard this, she also felt that this matter was a little tricky, hugged her hands, poked her nose, and continued to listen to the old farmer talk about it.

"Later, when such a thing happened, the old king's daughter-in-law offered a high price to do the aftermath for the old king, and we Chinese talk about entering the soil for peace, and the old king will not be buried for a day, and her daughter-in-law will not be at ease."

When Uncle Ming heard this, he also agreed, and said: "That's true, if this person is not buried for a long time, the corpse will be decomposed, and it will smell, the important thing is that the corpse is placed at home, and it is really not good to image the body and fortune of the family!" ”

"That's what I said, but Lao Wang's body was like a nail, nailed directly into the coffin, and no one could carry it away, and more than ten strong men in the village all tried, but none of them could lift it."

When Uncle Ming heard this, he knew a little bit and said: "This person is very angry, he is full of resentment, and his resentment is as thick as three feet, ordinary people will definitely not be able to lift the coffin, and even if he touches the coffin, he will be unlucky!" ”

As soon as the old farmer heard Uncle Ming's words, he nodded hurriedly and said: "You are so right, after the prime of life in the village touched the coffin, they all had a serious illness when they went back, and later, Lao Wang's body was parked at home for two years, and no one dared to go to his house again, and did the funeral for Lao Wang. ”

When Uncle Ming heard this, he was still very moved in his heart, and said, "Old man, thank you for your kindness, don't worry, we are measured." ”

The old farmer sighed helplessly, pointed to the house not far away, and said, "That's it!" ”

"Thank you, old man."

After Uncle Ming said goodbye to the old farmer, he swaggered over, snorted, glared at Huang Xiaolian, and said, "The old immortal, I heard it just now, let's go!" ”

Huang Xiaolian followed Uncle Ming all the way, looked at Uncle Ming's dragging, touched her nose, and whispered: "Hmph, hillbilly, what's the big deal!" ”

After walking for a short time, everyone finally came to Lao Wang's house, and Mu Mu looked at Lao Wang's home, which is a small villa on the second floor, but this small villa is in tatters, and the tiles on the wall have long been scattered, revealing a dirty wall, and under the wall, you can still see a lot of termites, walking back and forth, and there is a strange smell, which makes Mu Mu pouted in frustration: "Didn't you say that Lao Wang's family is very rich, why is it so tattered and poor." ”――

Thanks to Jianhui Wang for the name