Chapter Seventy-Five: No Ji Ke (Three Watches, Continue to Continue~)

Ji Qi told him not to light a candle in the tunnel. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The tunnel is deep longitudinally, but narrow to the left and right. There was food and water inside, but it was completely dark.

Below this, he didn't know how much time had passed.

He heard the sound of something collapsing, and he guessed that his house must have collapsed. His house collapsed, but what about his children? If the children can't get out, what about themselves?

He sat on the ground a little bored, laughing at himself that he was still selfishly thinking about his own life when he was dying.

Oh, maybe this is yourself, maybe this is the sadness of being a brocade guard.

Later, he heard the voices of people and moving things, and the overwhelming heat slowly dissipated.

Have you already put out the fire? Are his children all right?

It's really good, he took a bite of the pancake that Ji Qi made for himself, it was fragrant, it was still crispy, and the water, it was cold and cold, it really quenched his thirst.

I felt more and more stuffy at the bottom of that, but I didn't dare to make a sound.

In the darkness where you can't see your fingers, there is fear, loneliness, and hesitation.

Can I get out? Can you still get out? Can you really still get out?

He had no direction for a while, he didn't know, he really didn't know.

I don't know how long it took, but I seemed to fall asleep and wake up, wake up and sleep. Finally, I heard some crying.

Crying and mourning! It's crying and mourning!

Startled, he stood up suddenly. I don't know if I stayed in the tunnel for too long, or if my chest was really tight, and my legs were a little disobedient. Standing up suddenly, his head was a little groggy, and he sat down again.

At this moment, he heard something pressing on the ground above his head, and with a "bang", it sounded like this thing was really small.

It's a coffin! It's that special coffin!

He had seen the coffin, and Ji Qi stood on the edge of the coffin to explain to him. The coffin looks deep, but there are actually two layers inside. A notch can be opened from the bottom.

Ji Qi told him that at that time, the coffin would be pressed on the top of the tunnel, and the size of the two openings would be the general size that had been carefully calculated, and at that time, he would climb directly into the coffin from this tunnel.

The coffin was covered with gold and silver, which was the gold and silver used for funeral purposes, and under the gold and silver there would be some pancakes, and there would be a water bladder, and then he would hide it in this splint and be quietly sent out of the house.

Although this time will be very difficult, after all, this coffin contains a charred corpse, not to mention, the coffin has to be nailed to death.

All this process will be tightly followed, there will be no flaws, and the coffin will be buried properly.

She said that there will be a lot of brocade guards coming to the funeral, maybe some people are reluctant to go, maybe some people will talk to you at the grave, how long this may be, no one knows. But the siblings would not leave, and would wait until the dead of night to pry open the coffin and let him out.

He said yes, but when the voice really appeared, he hesitated.

Is it really time to climb into this coffin? really entered this coffin, which means that there is no longer Ji Ke in this world.

At this time, he heard movement outside, the coffin, the coffin.

Then there was something carefully placed in the coffin, and there was the sound of metal clashing. At the same time, the crying and mourning outside became louder and louder.

Men are crying, women are crying, old people are crying, children are crying.

He felt inexplicable, where did so many people come to his family all at once? Could it be that those unscrupulous relatives who forced their daughter to death are making trouble again?

But he didn't care so much at this time, he didn't know what time it was outside, and he didn't know how long it was, if the time came, they would take this coffin away, and if he did, he might never have a chance to come out again.

He came back to his senses, made up his mind, opened the roof of the tunnel, and tapped lightly on the exposed coffin board according to the established plan.

At this time, he heard the sound of the coffin being nailed.

Boom, boom, boom.

It's the son, it's the child who is nailing the coffin! The voice was exactly the same as the two of them combined.

As soon as he was happy, he hurriedly fumbled around to find the mechanism at the bottom of the coffin, and softly, he felt that something sounded, and there was still endless darkness in front of him.

He swallowed desperately and forced himself to lie down on the lower level of the coffin.

Fortunately, the splint was still stable, otherwise the charred corpse would have fallen from above, and he would have been scared to death.

In my ears, there was still an incessant cry and mourning, and what I smelled at the tip of my nose was a scorched smell and the smell of corpses.

The stench was so subtle that it was a little overwhelming.

Forget it, he clutched his nose tightly, thinking to himself that this day might really be the most depressed day of his life.

Before he could feel enough, he suddenly felt that he was being taken into the air, and his body began to sway uncontrollably from side to side. I guess I was going to carry myself out of the funeral and into the funeral.

Thinking so, sure enough, human voices kept coming from my ears.

Big brother, you're leaving.

Big brother, you died so miserably.

Dad, it's my son who is useless and can't save you.

Dad, go all the way, go on the road with peace of mind.

It sounded funny to himself, but then it was a little desolate.

Hehe, this is life.

His life as a brocade guard was so miserable and miserable, and it was over.

My attention slowly returned from the outside to my small mezzanine, breathing became more and more difficult, the inside became more and more stuffy, and the smell became more and more unpleasant.

I reached out and easily touched a water bladder, but found that it was not easy to take a sip. I endured it like this for a long time, so long that when I thought I was going to suffocate in this coffin, I suddenly felt cold, and a breath of fresh air penetrated my nose, which was the breath of life.

There was a female voice in her ear, soft and glutinous, but she heard that the voice was a little urgent, and when she looked up, it turned out to be her daughter.

She's alone?!

He stood up from the coffin suddenly, looked left and right, and asked in surprise, "Qi'er!" Why are you the only one? ”

Ji Qi wiped the sweat from her head, grinned, and still held a shovel in her hand, she crossed her waist and panted, "Dad, long time no see." ”

After coming out, Ji Qi took his pulse and told him that they had already set up the house in Anqing. She handed her the map and pointed not far away, "Dad, there is a horse there, you go over slowly, don't be in a hurry." It is night, and the gates have been keyed, and when it is dawn tomorrow, you will have this new sticker, and no one will doubt you. ”

I took the household sticker, and suddenly laughed, and the new household sticker was written with my new name.

Beam base.

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This paragraph refers to the story of Yoshiko Kawashima who used a coffin to smuggle the last queen Wanrong to the puppet Manchurians, don't spray if you don't like it.