Speaking of this strange thing, I don't know if it's an auditory hallucination, or if it really happened, but I know that just after burning the yellow paper, there was a particularly strange sound, the sound was exactly the same as the sound made by Shen Jun when he was dying, which made people extremely uncomfortable, and for a while, the atmosphere in the hall was extremely weird.

My whole heart is hanging, is this a coincidence? Or what's going on? Turning my head to look behind me, the group of women was gathered outside the hall, and the woman from before was among them, they were watching my movements curiously, and from their expressions, I could tell that they must not have listened to the strange voice, otherwise they would not have calmed down. I turned my head to look at them, and they were the same, staring at me, and they didn't hear the sound at all.

What's going on? I was stunned, could it be an auditory hallucination? I reached out and plucked my ear, but the sound did not disappear, but became stronger and stronger, piercing my ear a little painfully.

Riding a horse, is it really as the old man said, the dead don't look at the dead, and come out to make trouble? It's impossible.

It is said that the deceased died on the seventh day of the fifth month, and he should have been a 'ghost' in the dying house for 100 days, and he would not stop being a 'ghost' until the deceased's heart was completely corrupted.

According to this theory, during the funeral, it is impossible for the deceased to make trouble in the hall, at most it is the evil spirit, uncontrollably looking for people with similar aura, that is, the aforementioned conflict.

So, what's going on with this weird scream? I looked up at the inside of the hall, trying to find the place where the sound came from, and after looking for a long time, I only felt that the place where the sound came from was very close to me, but I couldn't find the specific direction.

"Brother Jiu, why are you stunned?" Seeing that I didn't speak, the stammerer shoved me and reminded.

I shook my head, didn't speak, and patted my ear hard, and I could clearly feel my eardrum vibrating as it continued.

Suddenly, the voice was like magic, sucking all my attention away, and I wanted to retract my mind several times, but I couldn't help but listen to the voice, which was very weird.

Immediately, I bit the tip of my tongue, the severe pain made me a little more sober, I didn't dare to have any hesitation, and immediately tore some yellow paper and stuffed it in my ear.

Immediately after, the strange voice was much lower, and I was stunned, and I didn't care where the sound came from, I just wanted to restore the coffin to calm as soon as possible, otherwise, this funeral would not be able to go on at all. After all, looking at the loud plastic film, how many people dare to approach the coffin?

Immediately, I grabbed a handful of glutinous rice, made three throws to the coffin, knelt down, and quickly said a lot of good things, roughly, let the deceased not be strange, bless the funeral to go smoothly, and after the burial, offer a large number of candle ingots.

After saying the good words, I raised my eyes and looked around the hall, there was no obvious change, the plastic film was still as loud as before, my heart sank, I got up suddenly, my hand shook, and I threw the glutinous rice towards the coffin.

Strangely, those glutinous rice fell on the plastic film, shook a few times, and immediately fell.

Seeing this, in the words of our Eight Immortals, it means that the deceased does not accept our kindness. So, I grabbed another handful of glutinous rice, punctured the index finger of my left hand, dripped a few drops of blood on the glutinous rice, mixed it a few times at random, and threw it towards the coffin again.

This time, the glutinous rice did not fall directly, but tore the plastic film like a knife and fell directly on the coffin lid.

I have some doubts in my heart, the strength of the two sprinkling of glutinous rice is about the same, but after being stained with blood, the glutinous rice can penetrate the plastic film, which is really strange.

As the glutinous rice penetrated, the plastic film seemed to lose momentum, and immediately went down.

At this time, the stammerer walked over, he patted me on the shoulder with one hand, and said excitedly: "Brother Jiu, you are so powerful, you can get the plastic film down in two strokes." ”

I stopped and didn't speak, so I took out the yellow paper in my ear, rubbed my ears vigorously, and listened, and the strange 'smack' sound disappeared inexplicably.

I was stunned, what's going on? Could it be that the strange sound came from inside the coffin? At that moment, I walked towards the coffin, and I didn't know what was going on, just one step, the steps under my feet became a little heavy, and when I took another step, my feet were a little heavier, Made, what a hell of a life.

Seeing that I didn't speak, the stammerer leaned over and said, "Brother Jiu, the matter has been resolved, why are you still strained." ”

I shook my head and said in a deep voice, "Things are a little strange, you go to the door of the hall first." So saying, I turned my head and said to the senior ones, "You are the same, go out first." ”

"What about you?" The tall guy asked at the same time as the stammer.

I stopped and said, "There's something to deal with!" ”

When they heard me say this, they hummed and walked out of the hall. I was afraid that something strange would happen to the coffin and scare the women away, so I asked the high-ranking men to close the door of the hall and leave a gap in it, so that they would not be completely closed.

As soon as the senior guy heard this, he was anxious, and said angrily: "Chen Baxian, what kind of famous hall are you doing, the mourning hall has been built, how can there be any reason for the door, isn't this cutting off the way for the dead to go to the underworld, it will damage the yin virtue!" ”

I know that the tall guy is for my good, but I have something unspeakable in my heart, when I sprinkled glutinous rice before, I felt that the coffin was a little strange, and then the plastic film went down, and the weird scream disappeared, making me more and more sure that there was something wrong in the coffin.

What's more, now that my feet are getting heavier and heavier, I don't believe it if you want to say that there is nothing in the coffin, and I don't believe it.

In this way, if the women were to know that something was going on inside the coffin, they would definitely be scared away, and in this case, the previous detachment would be in vain, and the lives of the women would be in danger.

For now, I can only pretend that the matter has been settled, and I will explore the situation inside the coffin alone. As for what the senior guy said about cutting off the way of the deceased to the underworld, this is a bit excessive, and if it is an ordinary funeral, it may be cut off.

However, this Shen Jun died on the seventh day of the fifth month, and according to the words of the funeral scriptures, there is still some time for his soul to go to the underworld, so as not to cut off his way.

Thinking of this, I smiled bitterly and said to the tall guy, "I know in my heart, you guard the door and don't let anyone in." ”

"Chen Baxian, you... Do you know..., once you close the door, you will get retribution! He glanced at me angrily and rushed in my direction.

Seeing that he was about to rush in, the stammerer on the side grabbed him and said, "Gao Guy, Brother Jiu is not a reckless person, he should have a reason for doing this." ”

"No matter how reasonable it is, you can't close the door!" The tall guy glared at him and said angrily, "Do you know what it means to close the door of the hall?" ”

He stammered for a moment and asked, "What does it represent?" ”

"It means that the soul of the deceased is locked up in the hall, and if any living person remains in the hall, it will become entangled with the soul of the deceased, ranging from a serious illness to a fool."

As he spoke, the tall guy rushed inside.

Seeing this scene, I struggled to move, I don't know what's going on, my feet are very heavy, not to mention taking a step, it has become a luxury to lift my feet, look at the posture, there should be a big thing in the coffin.

So, I yelled at the stammer: "Stammer, if you believe me, hold the tall guy and don't let anyone in!" ”