At this point, without any hesitation, I immediately began to get busy, first found some blank paper in the hall, and planned to start tinkering with the Dark Eight Immortals. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Since the Dark Eight Immortals needed to work hard this time, I didn't dare to be sloppy, so I cleared a small position in front of the offering table, spread the white paper on the table, cut it into eight small pieces, and then found a chicken man, intending to take some chicken blood.

This chicken blood can not be taken according to our usual example, the chicken must be knocked to death on the coffin, nor can the throat of the chicken be separated by a sharp weapon, in the words of our eight immortals, this kind of chicken can not be touched by a sharp weapon, it will attract bad luck.

After finding the chicken, I first held the chicken to worship God, muttered some good words in my mouth, and finally held the chicken in my hand, held the three-pillar fragrance in one hand, grabbed the chicken's feet, and fell the colorful coffin.

The strange thing is that the is like a dead chicken, no matter how I fall, the is stunned and silent, which makes me even puzzled.

According to the normal situation, let alone falling on the, even if someone catches it, the will cluck.

Made, hell alive.

I cursed secretly, tightened the chicken in my hand, puffed up my strength, and fell towards the colorful coffin, the result was exactly the same as before, the chicken did not open his mouth to chirp, even if the position of the chicken head showed a trace of blood, the chicken still did not speak.

Looking at this strange phenomenon, I always felt that something was wrong with this chicken, but considering that I was in a hurry to ask for chicken blood now, I didn't think much about it, and I took the chicken and threw it on the colorful coffin seventeen or eighteen times, and the chicken blood was like the Yellow River.

Seeing this, I suppressed the doubts in my heart, took half a bowl of chicken blood, and took a closer look at the chicken, and found that the head of the chicken had been smashed by me, and even the corn beads had been dyed red by the chicken blood.

After taking the blood, I thought the chicken was dead, so I put it under the offering table. Who knows, just put down, the stood up suddenly, jumped and jumped I pounced, what I didn't understand was that the seemed to be in the middle of an evil spirit, and crashed towards it desperately.

I was a little confused, so I picked up a handful of fragrance and threw it at the.

This action didn't seem to stop the, but annoyed the, rubbed it, and flew towards me.

Made, what's going on?

I scolded angrily, and I was ready to fight the.

At this moment, I only heard a bang, turned my head to look, I was stunned, the multicolored coffin somehow, actually smashed to the ground in a daze, and the two long wooden benches under the multicolored coffin were crushed into sawdust.

As the sound sounded, the stopped abruptly and fell right at my feet.

Finding this, I frowned, what the hell is going on, how could the colorful coffin suddenly collapse? You must know that the two wooden benches below are quite strong, and if they do not exceed a certain bearing capacity, the colorful coffin will definitely not collapse.

However, the fact is that the colorful coffin really collapsed, that is, the colorful coffin has become heavier.

Flashing this thought, where can I care about tinkering with the dark eight immortals, I hurriedly walked towards the colorful coffin, and before I reached the edge of the coffin, I smelled a burning smell.

"Not good!" I shouted, Made, if I guessed correctly, there was an immortal lamp under the multicolored coffin, and now that the multicolored coffin has collapsed, and the coffin is reversed, it should be burning.

I'm in a hurry, if that's the case, don't do the funeral yet, the body will be burned clean by a fire.

At that moment, I grabbed the coffin and was about to turn it over, but to my dismay, the coffin was extremely heavy, let alone turn the coffin over, and it was impossible to move it even a little.

What to do, what to do, under this circumstances, the corpse will definitely be burned by the fire.

Without any hesitation, I ran to the door of the hall, opened my voice and shouted, "Oh no, the coffin is going to be burned, everyone come and help." ”

As soon as these words came out, I didn't get any response, and even if someone heard my voice, they just glanced at me indifferently and didn't come to help.

This makes me feel the urge to scold, this is such a broken village, there is no human touch, no matter which village it is, as long as the coffin is about to be burned, they will definitely come to help, and the villagers of Shanghe Village actually chose to ignore my words.

I was angry, scolded and yelled, and I didn't want to beg them anymore, so I hit Song Guangming and them with my idea, after all, they were the brothers of the deceased, so they should come to help.

So, I shouted a few words in the direction of Song Guangming's house.

After a while, Song Guangming's door opened, and it was Song Guangming who came out, and I shouted: "Uncle, it's not good, the colorful coffin is about to burn, hurry up and call a few people to come over to help." ”

He glanced up at me, gave me a faint sigh, and closed the door.

Made, I couldn't hold back the anger in my heart anymore, and scolded, ", you guys are ruthless. ”

After scolding this, I sighed deeply, it is better to beg for others than for myself, so I took out my mobile phone and called the four brothers of Feng Tiaoyushun, what disappointed me was that they happened to be in the village where You Tianming was, and they would not be able to come back for a while.

This made some of the shots unmistakable, turned back into the hall, and tentatively moved the coffin again, but the result was the same as before, not the slightest thing was moved, but the smell of burning in the coffin became heavier and heavier.

I'm in a hurry, I'm really anxious, I've always advocated burial, and now the body of the deceased is in the coffin, and under this circumstances, the body will be burned nine times out of ten, which is equivalent to an alternative cremation, and I will never allow this kind of thing to happen.

I thought about directly carrying a few buckets of water to pour it down, but, thinking of the ferocity of the colorful coffin, I didn't dare to do it at all, you know, the water belongs to yin, if it is really drenched, it will only make the colorful coffin more fierce, and even make the dead in the coffin become a corpse.

Made, can you only watch the corpse burn?

I was standing still, not knowing how to deal with this situation.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in my mind, as if I had an eyebrow, and when I was studying, the teacher said that in the absence of air, the flame would be extinguished automatically.

It was this thought that gave me a way, and when I looked down at the surrounding of the colorful coffin, I found that the room was quite flat, but there were a few places, slightly raised, lying on the ground, and I could vaguely see the flames in the coffin.

Finding out about this, I found some yellow paper, crumpled it into a ball, and plugged the place where the coffin was in contact with the ground.

It took about three or four minutes, and there was no gap between the whole colorful coffin and the ground. (To be continued.) )