130.Chapter 130: The Twins (34)

The meaning of the words in the funeral scripture is very simple, it is said that as long as the remains of the deceased appear, the soul of the deceased will be afraid, I am also gambling by doing this, I bet that the dirty thing is the ghost of the person in the car accident, and I also bet that the finger is the remains of the person in the car accident, and I also bet that the person and Cheng Xiaocheng are twins, only if these three are completely consistent, my behavior will be effective.

Sometimes, luck is so mysterious, I just put this thing on, the cold behind me is gone, my heart exhales, I can finally cross the bridge with peace of mind.

Without any hesitation, I climbed to the third floor with the shadow on my back, put the spirit flag in my hand on the table of the Eight Immortals, held the dustpan on the left and right sides with both hands, looked into the coffin with my eyes along the white cloth, and recited a soul-opening mantra in my mouth.

After the incantation was finished, I motioned for Yang Yan to set off a firecracker, kill a rooster to worship God, and then climbed down to the other side of the bridge.

At this moment, I suddenly felt a sinking in my back, and the shadow, which was originally very light, I don't know what was going on, became extremely heavy, as if I was carrying not a shadow, but a real person.

I was already injured, the gravity from my back made my feet slip, and I fell from the third floor, but fortunately, I usually reacted quickly, and when I saw that I was about to fall, I suddenly reached out and grabbed the table leg of the Eight Immortals Table, and my whole body was suspended in mid-air.

Although the bridge is stacked with three layers of Eight Immortal Tables, the height is more than one zhang, and it will not break your bones if you fall, but it is inevitable to break your arms and legs.

Seeing this situation, Yang Yan strode over and shouted anxiously: "Brother Jiu, I'll go find a quilt to pad underneath, you hold on!" ”

The weight of my whole body was all pressed on my arm, so that I didn't even have the strength to speak, if it weren't for the lidocaine before, the soreness from my arm alone would have been enough for me to hold on.

I held my breath suddenly, and said with difficulty: "Don't, you find the villagers to seal the coffins of Liu Jianping and his wife, and then rivet them into the willow nails, otherwise, this bridge is too white, don't let the deceased not have peace after death, I can hold on for a while." ”

After speaking, I turned my head to look at Yang Yan, he was stunned and refused to leave, I said angrily: "Go and seal the coffin!" ”

"Brother Jiu! If you are injured, if you fall down again, I am afraid that half of your life will be lost! Yang Yan said hurriedly.

"Made, go seal the coffin!" I shouted angrily, I don't know what to do, there was a 'squeak' sound from the Eight Immortals Table, I followed the sound and looked up, and I saw that the Eight Immortals Table was slowly tilting towards me, and the white cloth strip was also pulled very tightly, and the dustpan was deformed. If the bridge collapses, the coffin in the mourning hall will definitely be overturned.

"Go seal the coffin!" I roared, "Otherwise, it will frighten the dead, and it will kill people." ”

Yang Yan was stunned, shouted Ninth Brother, and finally ran to the mourning hall, and picked up a kitchen knife from the ground to slash the strip of white cloth.

As soon as the white cloth broke, I felt that the Nai He Bridge, which was already crumbling, collapsed with a 'bang', and several Eight Immortal Tables smashed to the ground with my body, and the strange thing was that the Eight Immortal Tables, as if they were being held by something, smashed on my limbs, not painful, numb. I knew it was because I was under anesthesia, otherwise it would have been very painful.

However, when the bridge collapsed, the villagers who were watching wanted to come around to see me, and I noticed that there was a spirit flag on the tilted Eight Immortals Table that was sliding in my direction, and if the position was correct, its pointed end was aimed at my heart.

"Don't come here!" I turned my head and shouted angrily at the villagers who were gathered around, and tried to move my body to the left, but my limbs were pressed by the Eight Immortals Table, and I couldn't shake it, and I saw that the spirit flag was about to pierce my heart.

Strange things happened, the direction of the spirit flag, unexpectedly changed, as if it had been hit by something, the tip of the tip slanted a little in the other direction, and the 'whoosh' stabbed me on the left side of the bone, fortunately, the position was not very high, and the piercing was half a thumb deep.

Suddenly, blood burst out, gradually staining the ground red. Maybe my life should not be extinguished, at this time, Guo Fatzi and Lao Wang rushed back, as soon as they saw this situation, Guo Fatzi and Chen Tiannan screamed: "Ninth brother! "A rush in front of me and remove the table of the Eight Immortals that was pressing on me.

Life in the world, grass and trees, do not ask how much money can be earned in a lifetime, how high social status, or how much glory presses, just ask for one or several brothers to be by your side in this life, for us post-80s, life is nothing more than this.

At that time, I had that feeling, because when I saw Guo Fatzi and Chen Tiannan moving the Eight Immortals table, they didn't speak with a calm face, but silently moved as fast as they could, but their eyes were full of tears, and they fell to the ground one by one, saying that the man had tears and didn't flick, but the tears were ...... Maybe only Guo Fatzi and the others understand.

When they moved away from the Eight Immortals table, I had already become a bloody person, Yang Yan walked over, and he just said to me, 'Brother Jiu, the coffins of Liu Jianping and his wife have been sealed, and there have been no accidents'.

After speaking, Yang Yan twisted his head to the side and reached out to wipe his eyes, although his movements were very secretive, I could feel that he was wiping his tears.

When a group of men are together, it doesn't take long to get along with each other, and it doesn't take long to get to know a person. Friendship between men, or brotherhood, is more sensitive than women's love, and men are not good at expressing themselves, and they have to be just behavioral.

Even looking back now, I still feel that the most worthwhile thing for me to talk about in those ten years is not how many strange things I encountered, nor what glory I received from the government, but that I met such a group of coffin bearers and a group of brothers who intersected with life and death.

I didn't have time to feel more things, but I saw Guo Fatzi turn around with a hideous face, raised his hand and smashed Yang Yan's face with a fist, and scolded: "Long hair, I am a grass mud horse, the ninth brother was pressed under the table of the eight immortals, you TM actually went to seal the coffin, is the ninth brother important, or the dead are important?" You're still not human, are you? As he spoke, he slammed another punch over.

Yang Yan didn't explain, just let Guo Fatzi's fist smash on him, walked in front of me, and pulled out the spirit flag, he was afraid that my wound would be infected, so he lit a piece of yellow paper, scalded it at the location of my wound, sprinkled a little medicinal powder, and wrapped it in white gauze.

During this period, Guo Fatzi's fist never stopped, desperately smashing on Yang Yan's body. Guo Fatzi, I don't say anything about him, he has a very short temper, he has a good side and a bad side, and he obeys my words all his life.

Sometimes, Guo Fatzi always likes to jokingly say to me, "Brother Jiu, did I owe you anything in my last life?" Why don't I have immunity to you in this life? ”