Hearing this, I glanced at Lang Gao suspiciously, and saw that his face was very gloomy, his whole face was distorted together, and his lips kept trembling. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Made, what's going on?

I turned my head slowly, and when I looked, I was confused.

I saw that the deceased's eyes suddenly bulged out and slowly bulged outward, especially the left eye, which had completely fallen out of the socket, and there was a faint cyan tendon on it.

In less than a moment, the two eyeballs were completely detached from their sockets, and they slipped past my arms impartially, tumbling down and falling to the ground.

When I saw this situation, my scalp was numb, what was going on, how could the deceased's eyes fall out inexplicably.

"Brother Jiu, come up quickly!" Nalang Gao shouted from above.

I ignored him, my mind wondering why the dead man's eyes were falling out.

To be honest, I have two thoughts in my head, one is what the deceased is expressing to me, and the other is what the deceased is complaining about.

After weighing it, I felt that it should be the first one, and I thought this because I did not know the deceased at all, and my actions were regarded as helping the deceased out of suffering, and the deceased should thank me.

With this in mind, I am 80% sure what the deceased is saying to me.

Eyeballs falling out?

I was stunned for a moment, and then turned my head to glance at the deceased, and the hollow eye sockets seemed to have some tiny maggots wriggling in them.

Wait, no eyeballs.

Could it be that the dead are hinting at me, with eyes but without beads?

The thought of this made me feel as if I had been struck by lightning, and the deceased was suggesting that I had seen the wrong person.

Made, if that's the case, who am I looking at wrong?

All the time, my mind was messed up, I only felt that since there was such an omen, it should be related to the whole funeral, first Master You Tianming told me not to believe my eyes, and now the deceased is conveying to me a meaning of having eyes and no beads.

This... What is involved in this whole thing?

I was stunned for a long time, and it wasn't until Lang Gao urged me a few more times that I came back to my senses.

As soon as I came back to my senses, I immediately found that the back was a lot lighter, only thirty to forty pounds, which made me more and more sure of the idea in my heart, otherwise, the change in the weight of the deceased before and after would not be so big.

Thinking of this, my whole face sank, and I couldn't help but clench my fists, Made, who am I looking at wrong? Or rather, what am I seeing wrong?

Whew, no matter, let's mess with the dead first.

I exhaled heavily, and climbed towards the edge of the tomb with the deceased on my back, and Lang Gao pulled me above the tomb, and finally carried the deceased on the tomb with great effort, I asked Lang Gao to lay a layer of white paper on the ground, and then put the deceased on it, and then made a stir next to the deceased, burning incense and yellow paper.

After about half an hour of busyness, I finally dealt with the deceased properly, and without any time to rest, I found a hoe and shovel with Lang Gao, and continued to dig under the tomb, intending to get the second coffin out.

To my relief, the soil beneath the tomb was so loose that it barely touched any large stones, and it took only two hours for the second coffin to reveal its outline.

What makes me strange is that in the same place, only the depth of burial is different, the first coffin is completely different from the second coffin, the first coffin is completely rotten, only some wood residue remains, while the second coffin is intact, not even a piece of black paint on the surface has been lost, it is really evil.

"Brother Jiu, do you want to get the coffin out directly?" Looking at the coffin, Lang Gao asked me.

I didn't rush to answer his question, mainly because of Song Guangliang's tomb, if this place was not suitable for Song Guangliang, there was no need to dig up the coffin at all, just pry open the coffin, get the body of the deceased out, and then fill the tomb with soil.

If this tomb is suitable for Song Guangliang, this coffin must be dug out, otherwise, there will be two coffins fighting for one tomb, resulting in a catastrophe for the deceased's family.

I thought about it for a while, and then said: "Let's get out the bones of the deceased first, and then I will calculate it according to Song Guangliang's eight characters, and if it is appropriate, then make the coffin." ”

After speaking, I found some candles, yellow paper, and incense to burn on the side of the coffin, and said a long paragraph of good words, roughly speaking, to change a stable home for the deceased, and promised to burn paper for the deceased every Qingming Festival.

After getting this done, I looked at the surrounding environment, and there was nothing strange about it, presumably the deceased agreed, and I didn't think much about it, so I knocked a few times on the coffin head with a hoe, the purpose was to knock the nails of the coffin loose.

It took about seven or eight knocks, and to my surprise, it made a 'knock' sound when it hit the coffin, and the sound was exceptionally crisp, like a freshly made coffin.

It's really hell alive, according to the coffin, it has been buried here for more than a year, not to mention rotting, at least the black paint on the surface of the coffin will definitely fall off, but the situation in front of you is completely opposite.

Made, what kind of tomb is this, how can it be so magical?

With this doubt, I used a hoe to knock on the head of the coffin for a long time, until the shou nails revealed some nail caps, I asked Lang Gao to insert an iron catalpa into the gap in the coffin lid, and I used the hoe to start to warp the shou nails.

It took about half an hour, a total of five nails were made out by us, and it is worth mentioning that these five nails are the same as new, without any rust.

Na Lang Gao looked at Shou Ding, frowned, and said, "Brother Jiu, is this situation a little wrong?" ”

I understood what he meant, so I said, "Don't worry! We are doing good deeds, and I believe that the dead will bless us. ”

Actually, when I say this, I am also self-consoling, people, you must always know how to comfort yourself, otherwise, how tired you are to live.

"Really?" He asked.

I said, "Don't worry! ”

After speaking, one of us stood on the left side of the coffin, and the other stood on the right side of the coffin, intending to lift the coffin lid.

I said that it is disrespectful to the deceased to overturn the coffin directly, and the best way is to lift the coffin lid slowly, one can prevent anything bad in the coffin, and the other can let some evil qi in the coffin slowly drift into nature.

He listened to me, nodded, and didn't speak.

Subsequently, I explained some things to Lang Gao, asking him to wait for the coffin to be opened, try not to inhale, and not to open his eyes, and when he asked him to open the coffin, he should not think of some messy things in his heart, he must be mindful.

Na Lang Gao has done a lot of funerals with me, and he knows some of the particularities of opening the coffin, so he nodded and said, "Don't worry, Brother Jiu!" ”

Seeing this, I didn't say anything more, and began to count, "One, two, three, up!" ”

As soon as the words fell, I broke the coffin lid with both hands and slowly lifted it, and Lang Gao on the opposite side was the same, and after the coffin lid was lifted to open a two-finger-sized gap, I only heard a 'whoosh', and a black shadow slipped out of the coffin.

Before I could react, the black shadow slammed towards Lang Gao.

Immediately, Lang Gao's whole body fell backwards, and I was so frightened that I immediately shouted, "Big brother! (To be continued.) )