I sat up straight from the coffin, looked at the courtyard full of coffins, and asked, "Is your surname Zhang?" ”

The man nodded at me slightly.

"Is this your coffin shop?"

The man still nodded.

"You're here for me?"

I sighed softly and stepped out of the coffin. The coffin was located right under the eaves, so I didn't have to worry about the sun.

"It's thanks to you that you've put me here, and if you're going to put me in the sun, I'm going to have to be burned to death."

The young man shrugged his shoulders slightly and said with a smile, "When I carried the coffin, I felt that something was abnormal in this coffin, so I deliberately made room for you to leave here." ”

I nodded slightly, and when I got out of the coffin, I crossed my waist and stared at the slightly thin man in front of me. He should be about the same age as me, and since he looked at me and didn't shy away from him, he smiled and said, "You know, messing around in the coffin shop doesn't end well." ”

"What's that mean?"

"This place is the last way to see you off, and if you come to me to mess around, it is equivalent to self-defeat."

"I didn't mean to come to you to make trouble, I just wanted to stay with you for a few days."

As I spoke, I was about to swagger into the house, but as soon as I pushed the door open, I saw a murderous statue of Zhong Kui standing in front of the door. That Zhong Kui exuded a thick black mist all over his body, looking at me and snorting at me.

I gasped suddenly, took four or five steps back, and stood outside the door, kneeling outside the threshold. And the little coffin maker standing next to me smiled when he saw this, and said, "Just like that, a little guts still appear to be foolish." ”

With that, he took a piece of red cloth to cover the statue of Zhong Kui. In an instant, the invisible aura that oppressed me around me disappeared. I have to say that Zhong Kui's appearance is enough to infiltrate, as the saying goes, the three flowers gather on the top and the fangs are fierce, don't say that you are a little ghost, even if the king of Hades looks at it, he is afraid of three points.

I looked at the time, and it was already noon on the fifth day of the first month. That means I still have two days to go, but this little coffinmaker doesn't look like something big is happening.

If a person's luck is low, then there will be a trace of black mist lingering around his eyebrows. This is what people often say that Yin Tang is black, but I don't think he has bad luck. The sun fire on his shoulders is so strong that the ghosts and undead don't dare to do it at all.

He sat me down in the house, and then broke the willow branch from the outside. While taking the willow branch and wine, he said, "I'm the only one at home, so I don't have any preparations for the New Year, so let's make do with some beef and mutton." ”

I watched him pour himself a glass of the willow branch and the yin wine that had passed, and then he looked up and drank it all, to say that this yin wine was actually for us. After all, yin and yang are incompatible, although we can also eat things from the yang world, but we still need to mix willow branches before eating.

Of course, the most irresistible thing is this yin wine, which is more mellow and tastes great after being mixed with willow branches, but it also has a lot of stamina. The boy's face began to turn red when he closed his glass, and I ate a glass of wine when I saw this.

If you don't say that this drinking is wrong, between these glasses and lamps, we will be drunk and dizzy. Speaking of ghosts, they don't need to rest, and for ghosts, rest is tantamount to a coma, but the strength of this yin wine is incomparable. I couldn't bear these two or three glasses, and I lay on the table and felt my consciousness gradually dissipate.

Of course, ghosts don't have nightmares, so I spent the whole afternoon. When it was dark, it was not the little coffin-maker who woke me up, but the cry of a woman.

However, since the alcohol had not yet dissipated, my consciousness was restored, but my limbs could not move. I could clearly feel everything around me, and I could clearly feel the picture of the little coffin maker pushing the door out.

However, what disturbed me the most was the image that formed in my mind that the little coffin maker's yang fire was particularly weak at this time. How weak it is, so weak that I can barely feel it.

It's broken, and the yang fire on the little coffin maker is extinguished by this yin wine. I felt uneasy, but I couldn't do anything about it, I just quietly felt everything around me.

At this time, the little coffin maker had already gone out, and at this time, a vague figure appeared at the door. But I don't know what exactly is standing at the door, because its aura is particularly vague, so that I can't form a specific impression in my head, and only a vague figure can appear.

The two of them stood at the door for a long time, and then the little coffin maker came in with the vague shadow, but what puzzled me the most was more than that, there was a vague shadow behind the figure. His uncle, these two are definitely not people, and if they were, I couldn't feel it.

I was so anxious, but I couldn't wake up. Now the men were standing in the courtyard, and one of the shadows remained in the courtyard, and the other followed the little coffin-maker into the house. Since they had already come to me, I could hear the conversation clearly.

"Here...... How do you ...... here?"

The little coffin maker waved his hand and said with a smile, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, he is a friend of mine who fell asleep drinking." ”

"Oh...... Will he wake up in a while? ”

"No, no, we drank willow branch yin wine just now, and it's tomorrow if we wake up."

Listening to this woman's voice, I am very familiar with it, isn't this woman of his uncle the same female corpse I met in the coffin last night. No wonder I couldn't feel her aura all the time, because she was just a corpse.

The woman sat next to me, and although I couldn't see it, I could feel that the woman had been looking at me, consciously or unconsciously.

No, if the little coffinmaker could see me at a glance, why didn't he feel that this woman was dead?

"You said you escaped from the mountains?"

The woman nodded and said, "I'm just such a brother, I can't let him be buried like this, so I stole some money from the house and ran out." ”

"Oh, but this mountain is at least 20 miles away from me, how did you bring him here?"

"We had a donkey cart when we came out of the mountain, but then the cart fell into a ditch...... The money also fell in...... I only ask you to make a coffin for my brother to be buried, and I promise you everything. ”