"You told me to go and lift the coffin to check the certification?" Ding Jue wondered if he had heard it wrong.

Wang Wenguang's last sentence really hit Ding Jue's death hole, he blinked his eyes and waved his hand violently, "No, no, laugh and find a second thing." Wen team, don't use your official rank to pressure me, you should send someone else to this errand. ”

Wang Wenguang: "You are the vice captain, I think it is the most suitable to send you there!" If you don't go, then, I ask you, which do you think is the best way to send them? ”

Ding Jue was born in martial arts, and he was brave and unscrupulous. At this time, I saw him "this...... This ......" The ground was divided, the pair of triangular eyes looked around, the eyes stopped on Ni Fu's body, and his heart was touched, and said, "Just call that Ni Fu to go." You and I both know that he is an honest man, and it would be more appropriate to send him. ”

Wang Wenguang saw Ding Jue coming in according to the trap he set, and he was secretly happy in his heart, but he didn't show it, his tone was a little praised, and he made a pun: "Team Ding, what you said makes sense." Sending this Ni Fu is indeed the most suitable. ”

Wang Wenguang beckoned Ni Fu to come to the front and said, "Team Ding and I are most afraid that they will have a fraudulent scheme, you go to the funeral procession over there, open the coffin, and see if there is really the body of Liang Feihan's father Liang Shirong inside." ”

"This ......" played this double reed play, Ni Fu had already reconciled the "lines" with Wang Wenguang, and showed a very reluctant look on his face, but pointed at Ding Jue, "Wen team, I think it is most appropriate for Team Ding to come forward to verify." ”

Ding Jue saw that this usually clumsy Ni Fu dared to call his name, took his own army, sank his face, and scolded: "Since the Wen team designated you to go, it is a great trust in you, and you have to obey the order!" If you don't go, who will?! Stop rambling here and haggle! ”

Wang Wenguang also wrenched his face, and his voice was non-negotiable: "Yes, Ni Fu, go quickly, don't be verbose." ”

Ni Fu was scratched by the tigress's claws in Shuangshi Mountain a few days ago, fortunately, Liang Shirong picked herbs to stop bleeding and applied them to him on the spot, so that his wounds were saved from inflammation, and now Ding Jue ordered him with a calm face, and Wang Wenguang made an appointment with him to perform a double reed play, so he had to dodge out from behind the bushes, holding a long stick, and walked to the front of the funeral procession with staggering steps, and shouted: "Stop!" ”

Liang Feihan's second uncle had already received a message from Liang Shirong, knew how to come forward, wiped the tears that flowed to his cheeks, and said sadly: "What's the matter, I have no relatives with you, and you also came to see my eldest brother off?" ”

Ni Fu pretended to be menacing: "Phew! Great auspiciousness is. I'm asking you to stop and let me check. ”

Liang Feihan's second uncle pretended to be stunned and said: "Our family is dead, and we still have to check, what do you want to check?" ”

"Don't salivate more than tea!" Ni Fu pointed to the coffin, and his voice was like thunder, "I'm going to check the dead people in here." ”

Liang Feihan's second uncle saw that the visitor twisted his eyebrows and raised his eyes, and his voice was as loud as thunder, and he said helplessly: "If you insist on checking, just do whatever you want." He waved his hand and asked him to put the coffin down and lift the lid of the coffin.

The coffin was very simple, made of several bed boards improvised and nailed together. The coffin contained several large stones arranged in an arrangement, and a white cloth was placed on top of it.

Ni Fu stepped forward, pinched his nose tightly with his hands, and looked down a few steps away from the coffin, looking like he was looking like a whole color and water, in order to show Ding Jue and others who were ambushed in the dark.

After a while, he frowned and deliberately shouted loudly, "Ouch! Then he turned around, limped away, came to Wang Wenguang and Ding Jue, spit saliva on the ground again and again, and shouted: "That Liang Shirong's death is too ugly and ugly...... Team Wen, let's go up and take a look again. ”

"What's so good about the dead ghost who has typhoid fever, I'd better leave a life boy to go back." Of course, Wang Wenguang cooperated with the acting, and after waving his hand, he turned his head sideways and said to Ding Jue beside him, "Team Ding, I'm most afraid that Ni Fu is not careful enough, so I'd better trouble you to go up and check again." ”

"No, no. There is a saying that hearing is false, and seeing is believing. Just now, you and I both saw Ni Fu go up and open the coffin and inspect it. Our people all believe that Ni Fu is the most honest person. As soon as Ding Jue heard that he was going to push him to the coffin over there to review, he waved his hand and retorted, and finally, he complained with a gloomy face, "Team Wen, you, you don't introduce me to good things on weekdays, but today you have repeatedly used this typhoid fungus dead person to introduce it to me, annoying me!" I haven't offended you in any part of my life, have I? ”

"Team D, you think too much, I'm afraid that today's errand is not done carefully enough, in case of a mistake, go back to the boss to blame, it will be difficult to deal with it! In that case, so be it. After Wang Wenguang finished speaking with a serious face, he turned to Ni Fu: "Brother Fu, you go and tell Yu Zuo to cover the coffin." ”

After Ni Fu left, he closed the lid of the coffin again and lifted the coffin. The suona and other eight-tone mourning music sounded again, and the funeral procession continued to move forward, walking in the direction of Longshan, and the mourning music of suona gradually disappeared into the depths of the mountain.

Don't look at this Ni Fu who is usually stupid, but he acted so well in this double reed play, Wang Wenguang was overjoyed, and asked Ding Jue: "I think that Liang Feihan did not sneak back to Xinxing, otherwise his father would definitely come up after he died." If we wait here like fools any longer, will we not be wasting our lives and money? Why don't we leave tomorrow and return to Kyoto. ”

Ding Jue didn't know what to do, nodded in agreement: "Brother Wen, you have a point, we can return this time, and we can confidently explain to the boss." ”

Wang Wenguang moved his hand back and said loudly: "Close!" ”

These people from the north and south came to camp near Longshan, they were not used to eating the food here, and they couldn't stand the hot and humid weather here. Some people have scabies on their skin, and the itching is unstoppable. The local people knew that they were here to hunt down and kill Liang Shirong and his son in Liantang Village, and they were cold to them, and many people gave them blank eyes. These people go up the mountain and into the water, come in the wind, go in the rain, look for it day and day, look for it night and night, throw off a lot of foot hair, and break the foot bones, but the trace of Liang Shirong's father and son is like a yellow crane, for a long time, everyone has been disheartened, lost morale, and wanted to end this period of pursuit and kill very early, and return to Kyoto to reunite with their families. Suddenly, I heard the captain Wang Wenguang announce that he could embark on the journey home tomorrow, so everyone was overjoyed, eager to grow wings and fly back to Kyoto.

This group of debt collectors has been stationed near Yongsan for so long, and now they have to "go home" empty-handed.