"One"

"Two"

I counted two counts in a row, and I felt my arm loosen a little. Made, it seems that it is not unreasonable for Widow Liu to dominate our Dongxing Town with her own strength, sometimes you can't be reasonable, you have to play tricks, to use a fashionable phrase, I like to splash, what can you do with me? Lao Tzu splashed, come and hit me!

Then, I immediately shouted 'three', and as soon as the words fell, the cold feeling on my arm disappeared, and I shrank my hand, and the pulling feeling disappeared.

Made, this trick really works, some people have to scold, they have to threaten, just like this Shen Jun. It's not that I don't respect the deceased, but that Lao Wang told me that in special times, I have to use special tricks, otherwise the funeral will not be able to go on at all.

The reason why I scolded this swear word, to put it bluntly, was that I was gambling, betting that the black handprint was the dead man holding me, but I didn't expect it to be the case.

Now, I wondered even more, could all this really be the fault of the deceased. However, I have been in the industry for so long, and I have done a lot of funerals, and there has never been a funeral where the deceased pulled someone's arm like a living person.

More importantly, the deceased pulled my arm, not only did not harm my life, but also did not show any last wishes, which immediately reminded me of Joyce pretending to be a ghost to scare me, is it... No, I didn't even see anything pressing on my arm just now, it was like air was pressing on me.

Why did the dead man pull my arm? Practical joke? It shouldn't be possible, the funeral is more solemn, and it is impossible for the deceased to make this joke.

For a moment, I really couldn't understand what all this was going on just now, so I lit the lighter, looked at my arm, and there were five faint marks on it, and rubbed it with my hand, and the marks disappeared immediately.

Now, I am more sure that the deceased did not mean to harm me, so the question is, why did the deceased pull my arm?

Made, this problem is really hard for me, our eight immortals do funerals like this, we can't be like Taoist priests, just a few actions can summon the soul of the deceased, pinch your fingers and calculate casually to know what the deceased wants, just like the gods in the TV series, bullish to death.

However, we Eight Immortals, to say that the good thing is to do the funeral according to the will of the deceased, to say the difficulty, we don't have the ability of a Taoist priest, we can only guess according to the abnormality of the deceased. If you guess correctly, everything will be fine, guess wrong, it doesn't matter, guess again, you will always guess correctly, if you can't guess correctly, you will apologize to the deceased, kowtow, make a gesture, and burn incense.

Although we Eight Immortals do this, it seems that our Eight Immortals are not promising, but this is also a helpless move, we are just a group of farmers, and we can't learn any advanced Taoist techniques, just take me as an example, in our group of Eight Immortals, it is also considered powerful.

However, I proposed to Qing Xuanzi about learning Taoism, and he sent me away with a word, saying that my qualifications were mediocre, and I would never be able to learn a Taoism in my life.

And the current situation, summoning spirits or something, it must be nonsense, one is that I don't know, and the other is that I don't believe in those things, even if I can really summon the soul of the dead to the yang world, I will still choose to use the method of our eight immortals to solve things, not for anything else, just because I am the eight immortals, I have to follow the rules of the eight immortals.

I lit the lantern first, and the strange thing is that this time the lamp was lit very smoothly, just one point, and the flame beat very normally.

Seeing this, I breathed a sigh of relief, and by the faint light, I walked towards the coffin, touched the plastic film, it was a little cold, but it was not as cool as the previous immortal lamp.

I lifted the plastic film, moved the lid of the coffin slightly, and a faint smell of blood hit, I frowned, feeling a little bad, slid the lighter, glanced inside, and saw the deceased's left arm pressed against his chest.

My heart sank, as if something was wrong, I remember that when I was buried, I put the arms of the deceased naturally on the sides of my body, how did I put them on my chest? Did I remember wrong, or was it?

Thinking of this, I immediately looked at the deceased's other hand, Made, no, this hand is perpendicular to the side of the body. According to our Eight Immortals' funeral habits, it is impossible to put one hand vertically and one hand on the chest.

Don't... Will the dead move?

As soon as this thought came out, I was in a cold sweat on my back, and I could clearly hear my own rapid breathing, and I patted my chest vigorously, exhaled a few sharp breaths, tried to calm down as much as possible, and kept telling myself that the dead man could not move.

After about seven or eight breaths, I swallowed my saliva and stretched out my hand towards the arm of the deceased, just touching the arm, it was very soft, like cotton encroaching on water, my heart sank, how is it soft? It was hard when it was buried, what happened inside the coffin?

Some things, as coincidental as I said, just after this thought popped up in my head, there was a sudden 'meow', which was very strange, not like the cat meows we usually hear, but extremely sharp, with a faint smell of crying in it.

I was stunned, where did the cat come from? I was about to slide the lighter to see it, but I felt a cold in my back, followed by pain, and a few cuts on my back, and liquid flowed out.

When people encounter pain, they will do the same action, use their hands to cover the painful area, I am no exception, I suddenly reached out to cover, I heard a 'pop' sound, and then I felt a hand on my shoulder, that hand was very cold.

This time, I almost didn't frighten me crazy, I was alone in this room, where did I get my arm on my shoulder? I was so frightened that I took a few steps back until I reached the wall.

I thought I would avoid that arm, but I knew it was on my shoulder all the time.

Now, I was really scared, and I was about to open my mouth to stammer them, when the arm inexplicably slipped down from my back, just leaning on my ankle, cool.

Mad, hell alive, what's going on with that hand? I mustered up the courage to light the lighter, and when I looked down at my feet, I saw a lone arm lying on the ground, constantly stimulating my visual nerves.

I was stunned for a minute before I came back to my senses, and Dingqing saw that there were many scars on the arm, as if I had seen them somewhere.

Bending down and taking a closer look, my body was stunned, Made, this is Shen Jun's arm, that is, I tore off Shen Jun's arm just now? That's! The strength I had just exerted, I knew very well in my heart, how could it be possible to tear off an arm.

I quickly picked up the arm, took it in my hand and looked at it, due to the light problem, I couldn't see it very clearly, so I found a piece of yellow paper, rolled it into the shape of chopsticks, and lit it, this look, I was stunned.

I saw that the broken arm was densely crawling with maggots, and it was crawling outward continuously, and the snow-white hand bones could be faintly seen.