Chapter 111: The Living Corpse

It stands to reason that I had said that he would have agreed to let me look at the old lady. But the truth was always unacceptable, and he shook his head and refused my request.

"Since the old lady chose it herself, let's do what she wants. As for me...... You don't have to think about it. So be it! The old lady is gone, don't disturb her peace anymore. ”

Although there are many people in this world who can sacrifice themselves, I also believe that the power of family affection is great. But at this moment, I am full of doubts about Wu Sanjin's so-called 'mother-son relationship'.

But since he had already said not to disturb the old lady's peace again, it meant that it was impossible for him to agree with me to open the coffin. And opening the coffin is different from the side, after all, it is a matter of disturbing the dead, and I dare not make this decision rashly, lest I really make a grudge against someone.

When I went back, I walked faster, but when Jiang Yifeng and I followed Wu Sanjin to their door, it was still sunset.

I didn't eat anything at noon, and after walking so far, Jiang Yifeng and I were already hungry. Smelling the smell of food, our stomachs cried in unison.

But then, Wu Sanjin quickly passed by us and broke into the house like crazy. Immediately after, there was an earth-shattering sound of smashing, and I was sure that my dinner was gone.

Sure enough, there was the sound of an argument in the house.

The quarrel gradually turned into invective, and then into a fierce fight.

What surprised me a little was that two people beat one person, and they fell behind, and it was Wu Sanquan and his wife who were finally blasted out of the house.

"Why do you still have the face to stay in this room? If I were you, I'd find a pit and drown in it sooner! Hmph, I really don't know what you guys think! Get lost! Get out of the way, Mom doesn't want to see you two! ”

Wu Sanquan and his wife hid pitifully away, Jiang Yifeng and I glanced at each other and approached the courtyard.

Mrs. Wu's house is very small, except for the small environment that can be provided for Mrs. Wu and a couple to live in, there is only a small courtyard.

At this time, there was a mourning shed in the courtyard, and the black coffin was parked in the mourning shed.

As I got closer, I noticed that the coffin was not nailed. Despite this discovery, I didn't say anything at this point.

Many years later, I still blame myself for being too sensible. If I could have asked, there might not have been anything to come.

But in this world, the most unreasonable thing is the word if.

In this life, there can be many causes and effects, but there can never be a so-called if.

Regret is often too late.

When Jiang Yifeng and I followed Wu Sanjin into the house, we heard him mention that his wife was still in the town at this time, taking care of the children, and did not come along.

It stands to reason that his wife and children should have come to see Mrs. Wu off for the last time, but they didn't come. Originally, this was also a suspicious point, but compared to other places, it was simply too insignificant. It makes no difference whether to mention it or not to mention it.

That night, Wu Sanjin fried a few side dishes by himself, set up a table in the courtyard, and invited me and Jiang Yifeng to dinner.

After a hasty meal, he wanted to arrange for us to rest.

But with doubts in my heart, how could I possibly sleep?

Jiang Yifeng and I insisted on keeping a wake for the old lady here, and Wu Sanjin had no reason to shirk it, so he had to sit with us stupidly and watch the moon in the courtyard.

But as time went on, he became more and more irritable.

"You two, it's getting late, let's go rest!" Wu Sanjin persuaded me again, "Little coffin, since you can't be buried today, then you can go back and prepare for two days first." Why do you have to lie here, when you don't have the energy, how can you carry the coffin? ”

The more anxious he was to urge me, the less anxious I became.

I smiled at him and said, "It's all this time, you don't want to drive me away, do you?" In this way, I will go back to the village early tomorrow morning, and the morning after tomorrow, I will bring the Eight Immortals to help your old lady take care of the funeral. ”

"Then you'd better take a break early......

Wu Sanjin was halfway through his words before he was unceremoniously interrupted by Jiang Yifeng, "Why are you so annoying?" If you're sleepy, go to sleep! Didn't you hear the little coffin master say that he wasn't sleepy? Your old lady hanged herself, the yin and resentment are so heavy, if the little coffin master is not here tonight, something happens, can you deal with it? What a joke! Don't rush, what's the use of chattering silently? ”

With Jiang Yifeng's complaints, Wu Sanjin stopped talking.

The three of us were silent, staring at each other with big eyes, and neither of us said anything more.

Time passed minute by minute, and before I knew it, the moon had moved overhead, and the sky was already very dark. I dozed off from time to time due to sleepiness. And Jiang Yifeng's side also slept one after another.

But in the middle of my dream, I suddenly heard a voice.

“…… It's all right......"

An old voice came from beside me, and it scared all my sleepiness away.

I turned my head sharply, only to see that the pitch-black coffin had been half-pushed open at some point. The old lady sat there straight, not knowing what she was looking at.

As I woke up, Jiang Yifeng followed and woke up.

At this moment, Wu Sanjin rushed out of nowhere, holding a kitchen knife in his hand, screaming "ah", and slashed at the old lady.

Jiang Yifeng's reaction was much faster than mine, and he suddenly jumped forward and grabbed Wu Sanjin's hand holding the knife.

I hurriedly stepped forward to help him, but to my surprise, although Wu Sanjin was not tall and strong, his strength was so terrifying that even the two of us were not his opponents.

The dispute between the three of us was only a short moment, and then, behind him, the old lady heard her voice again, but it was no longer the peaceful and old voice, but a terrifying scream.

There was a 'bang' behind me, and I looked back to see that the old lady had fallen back into the coffin. The lid of the half-coffin is still on the coffin, which looks very scary.

I suddenly let go of the hand that was fighting with Wu Sanjin, rushed over, and touched the old lady's body temperature. Then I felt my pulse, breathing, and heartbeat, and then opened my eyes and looked at my pupils. Immediately afterward, an irrepressible wave of anger swept over my heart.

From when I was still in the village, until now, the things I wanted to know the most were debunked at this moment. However, it was already too late.