I thought about it for a while, but I decided to stick to my own idea, so I said to Chen Tiannan, "Tiannan, try Chu Yao's method first, it's really not good, let's find another way." ”

As soon as these words came out, Chen Tiannan and Lang Gao's faces changed, and Chen Tiannan seemed to be about to say something, Lang Gao patted him on the shoulder and said, "Chen Jiu has such a temperament, let him try it first." ”

I smiled bitterly, and I didn't want to say anything to them, so I asked Wang Chuyao, "If it is a drop of blood, what is the matter?" ”

When she heard me ask, she quickly wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said, "Brother Jiu, the method is very simple, first close the coffin, then burn some yellow paper, and start dripping blood from the position of the main nail until the coffin can be lifted." ”

I hummed, and said thank you to her, and began to arrange the sealing of the coffin, this coffin is no different from the sealing of the coffin over there, all of them are put in something, and then the coffin lid is closed, I first selected a part of the funeral goods from the 'fetal goods' sent by Su Xiaolin, put it in the coffin, and put it into the pre-bought descendant quilt, and then close the coffin lid and riveted into the shou nail, this process took about twenty minutes, it is worth mentioning that the person who riveted the shou nail is Lang Gao, I watched from the side, and there was an astringent feeling in my heart.

After sealing the coffin, I found more than a dozen middle-aged men to enter the mourning hall, burned some yellow paper in front of the coffin, and then found a dagger to separate a gap at the position of the index finger.

Suddenly, blood flowed out, and without any hesitation, I smeared the blood on the main nail and shouted to the middle-aged men, "Try the coffin." ”

They reached out and lifted the coffin, shook their heads, and said, "I can't lift it." ”

Seeing this, I didn't say a word, and dropped a few drops of blood on a few other rivets, each drop of blood would make those middle-aged men try the coffin, to my disappointment, all five rivets were dripping with blood, and the coffin still couldn't be lifted.

"Chu Yao, is the method you said useless?" I glanced at Wang Chuyao suspiciously.

She was slightly stunned, and then said, "Brother Nine, I'm sure this method is useful, maybe because of the low amount of blood, you try the position at the bottom of the coffin again." ”

I hummed, and then according to her method, squatted down, and began to apply blood to the gap at the bottom of the coffin, because the amount of blood on the index finger is a little small, so it is particularly inconvenient to paint, only a few centimeters of the appearance, the blood of the index finger is dry, I squeezed it, and the blood that came out was pitiful.

In desperation, I thought of a way, planning to cut the veins of my hands and use the blood of the veins to pour the bottom of the coffin, I told Chen Tiannan about this idea, but before the words were finished, Chen Tiannan was angry, grabbed my arm, and roared angrily: "Brother Jiu, are you crazy, do you know what this means?" ”

"yes, cutting your veins isn't fun, and if you don't control it, you'll have to explain it here." Na Lang Gao interjected a sentence on the side.

I nodded, and said in a deep voice, "I know the consequences of this, but what is my blood compared to what Mengke did?" ”

"One yard to one yard, now that my sister-in-law is dead, you don't need to make yourself unhuman and ghostly for a funeral, if you let your sister-in-law know, she will never allow you to do this." Chen Tiannan stopped in front of me and said, "Brother Jiu, can you not be so brainless, can you be flexible, I beg you, this cutting of the veins is not a joke, it will kill you." ”

I smiled at him, looked at the coffin again, and muttered, "When she was alive, she could block a bullet for me, and when she died, the coffin had problems, if I was indifferent, what was the difference between me and a brute?" People, you can't be ungrateful, and more importantly, she is my wife, and I, I can't just watch her lying here, without a place to live, not to mention this bit of blood, even if it costs my life, it's worth it. Because, my life itself was saved by her. ”

"Okay, Ninth Master, real man." Just then, a voice came from outside the door.

Follow the sound, I saw Joyce standing at the door, she was wearing a plain dress, a short shirt with a pair of light blue pants, seeing me looking at her, she gave me a thumbs up, while walking towards me, while saying: "Ninth Master, yes, is a real man, for the sake of his beloved, can spare his life, just ask today's society, how many people can make the decision of the Ninth Master, maybe in the eyes of others, the Ninth Master is stupid, but, in my opinion, this is a man's performance, men should be like this." ”

"Why are you here?" I glanced at her suspiciously and asked, "How is Granny Qiao's funeral?" ”

She gave me an appreciative look and explained, "Grandma's funeral has a lot of things to do, and it took some time. ”

As she spoke, she glanced at Wang Chuyao on the side, stared at her for a while, and wondered: "Little girl, you have a familiar smell, did we know each other before?" ”

That Wang Chuyao nodded, bent down towards Joyce, and said, "I met my sister a few times ago in the Ten Thousand Towers. ”

Joyce was stunned for a moment, then stopped her hand and frowned: "I'm not talking about these few days, but a long time ago, in you, I felt a very familiar smell, a bit like a friend many years ago, and a little like a close person." ”

The more she spoke, the deeper her brows wrinkled, and in the end, she directly took Wang Chuyao's arm and looked at it, and said in a deep voice: "I remember seeing you a few days ago, and you didn't have this smell on your body at that time, why don't you see it for a while, the smell on your body will change so much." ”

That Wang Chuyao hurriedly withdrew her hand, didn't look up, and said softly: "Maybe my sister made a mistake, I've always been me." ”

Hearing this, I hurriedly walked over and explained to Joyce: "There was something wrong with the coffin, and Chu Yao stayed in the coffin for a while. ”

She glanced up at me, then at Wang Chuyao, her face was condensed, and she was silent for a while before she spoke: "Maybe that's the reason!" It may also not be the cause. By the way, did the swallow on her chest appear? ”

I nodded and said, "It's exactly the same as the swallow on my chest." ”

As soon as the words fell, she was stunned for a moment, and did not speak again, so she let out a long sigh, then walked to the edge of the offering table, made three bows, and lit three pillars of incense and inserted them on the offering table, and said, "Susu, I have come to see you." ”

After shouting this, I noticed that the corners of her eyes were a little moist, so I patted her on the shoulder, and I didn't know what to say to her, so I said to her, "Mourning changes." ”

She ignored me, but knelt down, "Susu, in the past, we regarded each other as enemies, but now, we have been separated by yin and yang, and we have created people to make people, if there is an afterlife, I will definitely regard you as my own sister." ”