There will always be many kinds of coincidences in life, and what we encountered at that time was a coincidence.

But according to Sun Buddha's words, he originally planned to bring us to the place and let the two of us go in for exercise by ourselves, but now when it comes to the relocation of the native coffin, anything bad may happen, so he needs to accompany him throughout the process.

Hearing Sun Buddha say this, the tense nerves of Kuroko and I were finally able to relax a little.

The two of us continued to eat the lotus leaf duck until we ate the duck bones all over the ground and our hands were greasy, and then we stopped.

Walking out of this dilapidated warehouse, we saw some mountain people not far away, holding sticks, hiding under the eaves, looking at us from a distance, as if they really thought we were prisoners.

Sun Buddha shrugged his shoulders helplessly, but said nothing.

The mountain scenery after the rain is very beautiful, the turquoise covers the earth like a barrier, and a rainbow spans the mountains in the distance, which is gorgeous and dazzling, and everything in the world is shrouded in a thin layer of mist, which is as psychedelic as a dangerous situation. Wandering white clouds slowly swirled in the sky, setting off the clear blue sky even higher.

We stood silently side by side at the door of the warehouse, as if enjoying the humidity of the air. Sun Buddha didn't speak, just pretended to look into the distance deeply. Heizi and I didn't know if Sun Buddha was really looking at the scenery or what he was waiting for, so he looked at each other and didn't ask, just quietly accompanied by him.

After a while, there was the sound of a chaotic puddle of feet in the distance, and I looked in the direction from which the sound came, and saw the old village chief walking slowly towards us on crutches, surrounded by a group of young people in the village.

The dirt roads they walked on, leaving rows of muddy footprints; Their expressions showed their anxiety and uneasiness at this time.

In a short time, the old village chief had already brought people to us.

Under the signal of the old village chief's eyes, several middle-aged men stepped forward and carefully put the things they were carrying in their hands into the inside of this warehouse.

I was glad to see that what they brought this time was the tools that we had snatched from them before.

Sun Buddha asked me and Kuroko to check the equipment to make sure that there was nothing missing.

After careful inspection, Kuroko and I were able to confirm that nothing was missing from what we were carrying, and that all the tools were there. So, Kuroko and I looked at each other and nodded, and Kuroko made an "ok" gesture at Sun Buddha.

The old village chief is probably the only person in the village who can speak Mandarin, and he is glad that so, otherwise it would be difficult for the three of us to understand their dialect.

The old village chief asked Sun Buddha in very awkward Mandarin, almost word by word, when can we start acting.

In his opinion, the sooner we act, the better, after all, one more second of delay, the more dangerous it will be for all of us, and what will happen in the next second, no one can be sure.

Sun Foye turned his head and squinted at me and Kuroko, as if he was observing the state of the two of us, and then he answered the old village chief's question with a serious expression: "You can leave now." ”

However, what we didn't expect was that a new problem appeared in front of us.

When the people in the village learned that we were going to dig up the coffin and relocate it, no one was willing to help.

The old village chief was a little embarrassed, and said to Sun Buddha that he hoped we could help them relocate the burial of the native coffin.

Sun Buddha said angrily on the spot, "Impossible", because it was impossible for the three of us to carry such a large coffin. Even if we lift, when we get to the place, we probably won't be able to do anything.

And then again, we were originally in this business, and if the gods and ghosts are not close, they will not be affected by that resentment. If the people in the village don't even care about their own lives and deaths, then we have no reason to care.

The old village chief was angry this time, but he was not angry with us, but felt that his majesty had been violated.

In this remote place, the old village chief's family is almost equivalent to the local soil emperor, and no one will dare to disobey what he says. But this time, most of the people disobeyed his request.

For this reason, he even gathered a large family of people and coerced and lured them from house to house, but those villagers would rather be beaten, rather than be paid in a seemingly attractive manner, rather than carry the coffin of the native born.

This time, things are a little difficult to do, and we can't start for the time being, so we can only spend the night in the village, which happens to be some adjustment to the state. The old village chief probably couldn't sleep all night, and he had to find a way to find some people to carry the coffin.

In fact, the method is very simple, he just needs to let his children and grandchildren follow us to help, but he has great concerns, and of course he is reluctant to let his children and grandchildren go into danger.

That night, however, a frightening and unthinkable event occurred that solved the problem that plagued the old chief.

At eight o'clock in the evening, it was already completely dark.

If you are in the city, this is the beginning of the nightlife, but this is a remote mountain village, and there is very little entertainment in this place, so most families are starting to go into a state of rest at this time.

The village soon fell silent, as if it was no different from usual, but soon an incident happened, and the whole village put on their clothes and jumped out of bed, and hurried out of the house.

What happened then, even now, I can't figure out what it was.

What happened? Scam the corpse!

At about nine o'clock in the evening, the family that had not been able to bury the dead old man during the day made a noise, which woke up the whole village.

People rushed out of their homes and ran over to watch, wondering what was going on, only to be surprised to see that the nailed coffin in the house had been opened, and the body inside was gone.

The children of the deceased were huddled in the corners of the room, all of them looking half dead with fright, trembling and staring at the mourning hall.

At the bottom of the mourning hall, an old man was stuffing the steamed buns used for worship into his arms one by one, and the old man was wearing a shroud, which was the deceased who was supposed to lie in the coffin.

At this moment, the whole village exploded, and everyone was scared half to death, but because of curiosity, they did not disperse, and still poked their heads to watch the excitement.

After the old man had finished the steamed buns, he turned around and ran out of the door, while the villagers blocking the door shouted in surprise to make way for them.

Under the horrified gaze of the crowd, the old man who cheated on the corpse was like a zombie, his legs were not bent, and he swayed his body and ran into the mountains, shouting loudly in a voice similar to a broken gong...... It's hungry......"