This night, the four of us stayed in the hall and slept in turn for a while, and nothing strange happened, but at twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, I don't know if the weather was getting cooler or what was going on, and a cold wind passed through the hall, blowing people's hearts in panic.

The next day, when it was dawning, I asked Wang Hui to ask a few uncles and uncles from her family to help build the mourning hall.

The three brothers of the Wang family cut some peach wood, folded it into a semicircle and hung it at the door of the hall gate, and tied it with flowers folded from white paper.

For the next five days, I accompanied Wang Hui every night in her parents' hall and did not leave, during which Wang Hui's relatives, seven aunts and eight aunts came to mourn, they brought yellow paper, and every time I came, I was responsible for setting off firecrackers to pick up and deliver three sticks of incense to these people.

The customs here are different from those in other places, people who come to the funeral need to buy their own yellow paper and bring it over, while the host is responsible for the firecrackers to welcome and send off.

On the sixth day, I will prepare to make a way for the dead.

The so-called opening of the road is to insert some incense along the road before the burial, and ask the hundred ghosts not to come and disturb.

Things have been going very smoothly these days, but I didn't careless because of this, you must know that Wang Hui's parents were killed by zombies. The corpse had long been contaminated with corpse gas, so in order to prevent the corpse from mutating, I had nailed nine mahogany nails to each of her parents' corpses long before the burial.

I personally kept vigil every night, firstly, to accompany Wang Hui, and secondly, I was afraid that the last incident of the Wu family's corpse fraud would happen again.

This is how to be a village Taoist, be careful, think of all the hidden dangers as much as possible, and come up with ways to deal with them.

At about eight o'clock in the evening of the sixth day, Lao Zhang, the old coffin bearer, came to carry the coffin with seven people from Liujia Village.

These coffin bearers, also known as the Eight Immortals, used to work under my grandfather, but now that my grandfather is gone, they have taken the initiative to take refuge in me.

Lao Zhang said to me: "Liu Yanzi, the tomb has been dug. It's just that this time to carry two coffins, what if there are not enough people? These old men are the only ones left in our village who are coffin bearers. ”

I sighed helplessly and said, "Yes! In these days, who would dare to do this among young people? There's no hurry about what you said, choose a good time tomorrow, carry a coffin first, and then come back to carry a second coffin! ”

After speaking, I looked at the seven coffin bearers brought by Lao Zhang, all of whom were some old faces in their fifties and sixties in the same village, and there was no young man.

Seeing this, I am not only faintly worried, but it is estimated that in more than ten years, there may be no such profession as a coffin bearer in this world.

I asked Wang Hui to hand each of them a pack of cigarettes and let them rest well, tomorrow's coffin will be a little difficult to lift.

As soon as everything was arranged, Lao Zhang hurriedly pulled me out, and I asked him what was wrong?

Lao Zhang glanced at the two coffins in the hall and said, "Liu Yanzi, have you noticed, the bench for the coffin has been bent, this coffin seems to be a little weird!" ”

I glanced back at the coffins in the hall, and indeed, the benches underneath the two cedar coffins had been bent into a bow, and they looked crumbling.

When I saw this scene, I was also a little puzzled, according to the truth, after a person dies, the three souls ascend to heaven, the seven spirits enter the ground, the essence of the body dissipates, and the corpse should be lighter and lighter.

When I came back to my senses, I said to Lao Zhang: "It's okay, it is estimated that the bench is not too strong, so don't think about it, the most taboo thing to do in our business is to think blindly." ”

"Are you sure there's really no problem?" Lao Zhang asked with concern.

He once followed my grandfather to the north and south, and he had never seen any scenes, and he could see at a glance that there was something wrong with the two coffins in the lobby, and even if the ordinary coffin was made of tight nan wood, it was impossible to bend the bench.

"You just became a village Taoist, once something goes wrong, this job will be ruined. Liu Yanzi, you have to think carefully about what you do! ”

I said, "Uncle Zhang, don't worry! I've got my own measure. ”

With that, I told him to go down and rest first, and I stood alone in the hall, facing the two coffins, frowning, wanting to see what was wrong with them.

"Drop! Drip! Drip ......"

At this moment, I heard the sound of dripping water, the sound was extremely subtle, and the hall was crowded with people before, so I didn't notice it before.

At this time, when I was left alone in the hall, the surroundings were quiet, and I could hear clearly.

The sound of the drop of water came from under the coffin.

When I heard the dripping sound, I immediately leaned down and looked underneath the coffin.

I saw a slight crack at the bottom of the coffin near the head, and a drop of blood seeped out of the crack and sprinkled on the ground, rendering the ground red.

Seeing this scene, I couldn't help but want to greet the ancestor of the coffin shop owner.

The quality of this coffin is also too poor, but then again, these two corpses were dried and died by zombies, how could there be blood in their corpses?

"Could it be a corpse oil ......"

I muttered to myself, looked at the long bench at the bottom of the coffin that had been pressed into a bow, thought of something, gasped, and muttered to myself, "How did I ignore this detail......

Just as I was lying at the bottom of the coffin in a daze, I saw a man wearing white canvas shoes walk in.

"Taixuan, what are you doing lying under the coffin?" As soon as I heard the voice was Wang Hui, I immediately got out of the bottom of the coffin.

"What are you doing? Did you encounter something difficult? Wang Hui's big eyes looked at me in surprise, and at the same time took out a napkin from his pocket to wipe the dust off my face.

Just now I got under the coffin, the dust on the ground made me unkempt, Wang Hui took the initiative to help me wipe my face, which couldn't help but make my face slightly red.

"Nothing? I'm just going to take a look! By the way, do you have something to ask me for? "I deliberately diverted the subject, not wanting her to worry in vain.

Wang Hui glanced at me, lowered her head, and stopped talking: "That...... These days for funerals, the family's money is not enough. Uncle and uncle are unwilling to lend me money, Taixuan, can you lend me 10,000 yuan? In the future, when I make money, I will pay you back. ”

I heard it in my heart a little sour, my parents died, and it was indeed not easy for a little girl to support this family alone, I patted her shoulder and comforted: "I only have 20,000 yuan in my hand now, but I can give it all to you." Some of them can be used to bury your parents, and the other part is used as living expenses for your studies. ”

I smiled faintly: "As for the ones that haven't been returned, I'll talk about it later, solve the current crisis first, you and I are old classmates, what are you polite to me." ”