Yu Yingman paused slightly, shook his head and said, "I don't know." ”

The young man had only given the incense stick, and then left in a hurry, without speaking to anyone.

Zhang Shen also wanted to go over and ask, but unfortunately he was a step too slow.

Yu Yingman didn't have any expression, just talking to some old people.

"Go back and look into it." Fang Yi said.

Zhang Shen nodded: "Yes." ”

-

A burial night is about to begin.

Among these old acquaintances of Master Fang, there are still some who cry in front of the mourning hall, and it seems that the relationship is very good.

Because Fang was buried in the middle of the night, although others didn't say it, they all understood in their hearts that they didn't seem to have any curiosity about Master Fang's burial in the middle of the night.

I remembered that before, after Fang Yi was buried in the middle of the night, it was rumored that he had cheated his death, and when those old people came in to see Fang Dao, their eyes were still a little suspicious and afraid.

It's almost twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, and the coffin is to be lifted...

I stared at the coffin tightly, probably because of my psychological weakness, so I always felt afraid that others would find out that it was not Master Fang in the coffin.

Yu Yingman didn't know what to smoke like crazy, so he suddenly shouted to stop.

The few people who carried the coffin were just about to exert force, when they shouted 'stop', and their bodies trembled.

"Ma'am, what's wrong?"

Madam?

I was stunned, this name is weird.

Yu Yingman stretched out her hand and walked along the edge of the coffin lid, touching and walking, she was facing everyone, and I couldn't see her expression.

For a long time, the old man next to him thought that Yu Yingman was reluctant to give up the old man, so he went up to comfort, "Let the dead rest in peace, hey..."

Something like that, Yu Yingman stood still, turned around slowly, her face expressionless, this time she looked at Fang Yi with both eyes, her eyes couldn't say what she felt.

Zhang Shen frowned and whispered, "What's the situation?" ”

"Don't talk." I said.

Zhang Shen glanced back at me, but he didn't squeak.

At this time, the white curtains on both sides of the mourning hall flickered, and the white candlelight swayed and swayed, and the lights became flickering and dimming.

Yu Yingman stood there motionless, his face changing with the light, a little weird.

I was half-hidden behind Fang Yuan's back, watching every move around me.

Some of the other people present seemed to believe in superstition when they got older.

Suddenly seeing this situation, some people stood up tremblingly, and some even said: "Old Man Fang is back, so he has appeared..."

They all watched the light change, and no one paid attention to Yu Yingman, who was always standing next to the coffin.

The four or five people carrying the coffin were all looking left and right with some fear, one to the other, and they didn't dare to act rashly.

It won't always be like this, will it?

I squinted and kept my eyes on Yingman, who was not looking at Fang Qi at this time, but looking sideways at the coffin, and I saw her with one hand on the edge of the coffin lid......

What does she want to do?

I tugged Fang Yan's arm: "Look at Yu Yingman..."

Fang Yi bowed his head slightly, turned his head sideways and said to me, "Look under the coffin..."

Below?

I looked under the coffin, which was not entirely on the ground, but rested on four long wooden strips in the shape of a tic-tac-toe.

Because the light is not good, and I am a little short-sighted, I vaguely see a dense mass under the coffin, and it is still black, what is that?

"See?" Fang asked.

"I see it, but I can't see it, what is it?"

"It's the original body of the bones in the coffin."

I grabbed Fang Qi's shoulder, standing behind him anyway, I wasn't too afraid, I leaned forward and looked, in that black thing, it seemed that a person was curled up...

The few people carrying the coffin only looked up at the sky, only caring about the change of light, but none of them looked at the soles of their feet!

The bearer of the coffin was closest to the coffin, and the slightest movement of them revealed the curled up body under the coffin...

The light of the white candle flickered and dimmed, and the several coffin bearers moved back and forth.

Gradually, I saw that the body was more like layers of snakeskin piled together, crumpled, more and more.

So much, the bottom of the coffin was filled and exposed.

It's a little disgusting to look at, and in the afternoon I watched them take back the bones, and it was weird, where does this original body look like a person? It's a monster.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?"

Zhang Shen suddenly patted me on the shoulder, and a spirit glared at him.

"Why are you so nervous?"

I pouted, Zhang Shen obviously couldn't see what was under the coffin, it seemed that only me and Fang could see it, as for Yu Yingman, she had been standing there for so long, could she also see it?

"Oops......"

Suddenly, one of the people carrying the coffin jumped up in horror, and kept beating his feet and legs, his face was ugly, and he looked at his feet several times.

"What are you doing! Don't scream! ”

"I, I, I, I..."

"You what you! Stop for a while! ”

"I..."

The frightened coffin-bearer seemed to look down for something...

At this time, Fang Qi suddenly walked towards the coffin, and every time I got closer, I saw that the black mass under the coffin was smaller.

Fang Yi picked up the candle on the table, staggered Yu Yingman, and dripped wax water around the coffin step by step, each drop, and the body in the black ball moved.

Slowly, shrinking smaller and smaller, I saw with my own eyes that a finger stretched out from the black ball, and with a smoke, the black ball took its whole body into the coffin.

There was no wind in front of the mourning hall, the candlelight resumed its erection form, the white curtain slowly fell to the ground, and everything returned to normal.

The coffin bearers regained their composure one by one, only the coffin bearers who jumped out inexplicably just now were still in shock, and they looked at the soles of their feet from time to time, and then looked at Fang Qi: "This... Is this all right? ”

"Well, let's get ready for the coffin."

Fang Yi walked down and put down the white ash.

Zhang Shen scolded me: "Hey, Fang was walking around the coffin just now, what was he doing?" ”

I shook my head.

Zhang Shen touched his chin, "He walked around the coffin, everything seemed to be still around here, when did he still understand this thing..."

He said to himself, I didn't take it seriously.

Seeing this, Yu Yingman's face returned to the same as before, and he finally left the coffin with one hand: "Pick up the coffin." ”

"Okay..."

"Don't be stunned, lift it!"

One of the coffin bearers with a strange face, his hands trembled and grasped the reins, he slammed hard, and the coffin shook several times, and the two people in front of him were displeased: "You are steady, this is a coffin!" Do you want to fall underground?! ”

"No, no, I'm steady.. Steady ......"

The coffin was finally lifted, and Yu Yingman stood in place and watched the coffin being carried out of the door of Fang's house.

Many people followed out, Yu Yingman should have followed out, I looked back at her several times, she was walking with her head down, it was dark, and I couldn't see her face clearly.

This time, Master Fang's burial road was all to avoid the light.

When entering from the mountain pass, someone specifically instructed: "Put out all the lights." ”

I can't even light my mobile phone, and I just walk in the dark all the way.

Those coffin bearers probably do this often, and they walk very fast and steadily.

Ever since I entered this dark place, I grabbed Fang Qi's arm and followed his footsteps closely.

Zhang Shen walked behind me, stepping on my shoes several times, I frowned, I wanted to get angry, forget it, I didn't dare to speak out loud in this dark place.

Fang Yi was very quiet all the way, the key was that he didn't breathe, unlike others, he could still hear the panting, hey...

I bent my foot several times, and each time it hurt more and more, but I couldn't make a sound.

The trees around him were shady, and when the wind blew in the mountains, the sound of 'bang-la-la' seemed as if something was rushing towards him.

I could only faintly see a little light in the distant sky, it was too dark.

This light is better than nothing, and every time I look up, I feel that there are shadows fluttering in the dark light.

Among the people carrying the coffin in front, there was a sudden call, listening to the voice, it seemed that it was still that person, probably frightened, and he couldn't do anything.

"What's going on with you today? It's not the first time you've carried a dead person! ”

"It's hard to walk in this mountain, don't you flash people..."

"I, I got it......"

Finally, the man's voice trembled, and he was visibly nervous.

"What's wrong with him all the time?"

I whispered to Fang Yi.

It took him a while for him to reply, "Walk well." ”

-

Where the hell is this cemetery? They had been walking for almost an hour, and here, I couldn't tell the difference between east and west, north and south, and I felt that they had been walking, and I heard that they were all tired and out of breath, but no one said to stop and rest.

Are they all so physically strong!

Even Zhang Shen behind me was exhaling and exhaling, only listening to Zhang Shen's near and far away from me.

After about two hours, the front finally stopped.

How did Yu Yingman go to the front?

I heard her say in front of her, "Good work." ”

I wiped the sweat, the sweat from the sideburns on my forehead, the dampness was cold, and the hair was sticking to my face, which was extremely uncomfortable.

"Madam, I have carried the coffin for so many years, this place is honest, it is too tide, such a good coffin is put down, it is ruined, don't blame me for talking too much, Madame, do you want to find someone to see other places? Our coffin bearers also have yin virtues, and we have to say what we should say. ”

Too trendy? It was clearly too cloudy, and I stood here, feeling the chill swishing from the soles of my shoes to my body.

"Do you know this place?"

Zhang Shen rushed up and asked, his breath unsteady.

"yes, I know."

"Farther enough, than before..."

"Ahem!"

I coughed deliberately, and Zhang Shen immediately stopped talking no more.

"Put the coffin in the coffin."

Yu Yingman said.

It's so dark, so I still don't turn on the lights, only three incense sticks are lit, and the sparks are lit up, and they are red.

"I, I'm not going to put incense, you.. Come on..."

"Look at your guts, you've been bragging about your boldness before? It's..."

"Bring it, I'll put incense, and I've seen the direction of the incense!"

You know a lot about the people who carry the coffin.

I can't see clearly, I can only hear the sound of people walking back and forth, sparse, the footsteps are very messy, how do they put incense?!

A moment later, suddenly there was a scream-

"Save. Help, who's pulling me, hurry..."

"Who is it?!"

"Where?"

This scream immediately made the people present confused.

It's so dark that no one can see anything, just listen to the shouts.

The voices of the last shouters grew more and more dying.

I held Fang Yan's arm tightly, and felt the clothes loosen under my feet...