Mr. Yin Yang was taken aback.

glanced at the second master, and sure enough, he saw that his face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

"Who prepared the rope?" The second master's voice suppressed his anger, "Such a big thing, dare to be sloppy!" ”

The strong servant who prepared the rope hurriedly begged for mercy: "The little one is wrong! begged the second master to spare the little one. ”

The second master glared: "What are you doing in a daze?" Get the rope again. ”

"Yes."

The new hemp rope was brought over, and several strong servants wondered as they tied it up.

The coffin is heavy, and the coffin is carried on a good shelf, and it can be lifted by pushing the movable wooden strip inward and buckling the bracket. The hemp rope binds the joints, just for more stability.

It stands to reason that even if the hemp rope is broken, it will be crooked, and the force will be uneven.

In the situation just now, it was as if they smashed the coffin before the hemp rope broke......

But they didn't dare to say this, they just hoped that there would be no more mistakes and that the coffin would be sent up the mountain smoothly.

Tie up the hemp rope again, and the eight of them work together—

The coffin did not move.

Eight people have a pair of eyes, and then exert force.

"Hey!"

Still not moving.

The third force ......

If you can't lift it, you can't lift it!

The second old man was angry: "What's the matter? Haven't eaten? ”

No matter how the eight people lifted, they just didn't move.

One of them shouted, "Master, the evil sect is evil!" I can't lift it up. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he was cut by the second master: "How did you speak?" ”

It's a funeral! What an evil sect, will not speak!

This strong servant was stunned, and emphasized to him: "Master, you really can't lift it, you don't believe you try it yourself." ”

The second old man is angry! Tell him to carry the coffin? Do you have a long brain?

"Lift again! Lift again! ”

The eight had to try again, but it still didn't work.

The second master had to go to see Mr. Yin Yang: "What's the matter?" ”

Mr. Yin and Yang was also stunned.

He's used talismans to get there, how can something happen? Is this Third Lady Ming's grievances so heavy? I refused to leave.

"Don't be angry, sir, I'll try again, try again......"

So I did it again.

In the corner, Ah Wan quietly took another half step back, and his fingers almost broke his sleeve.

Just now, after Mr. Yin Yang finished the Fa, those yin spirits were pushed off the coffin, and the coffin lid was closed.

But after a while, there was a faint smoke outside.

The smoke was thicker than the previous one, and when it reached the top of the coffin, a white and chubby infant spirit was formed.

As soon as it arched its head, it went into the coffin, and then the rope broke.

Ah Wan saw it sitting on the coffin, holding an egg-like thing in his hand, eating slowly......

I don't know if it was affected by it, but the spirits that had just been expelled gathered together again, crowding the top of the coffin.

At this moment, the eight strong servants couldn't lift it no matter how much they carried it.

Ah Wan looked down at Mingwei.

She straightened up, looking puzzled.

Ah Wan pouted secretly.

It's really like it!

Mr. Yin and Yang did it again, but this time it didn't work.

The infant sat firmly on the coffin, ignoring it.

Evenly, the surrounding ghosts were not affected in the slightest.

Under the gaze of the second master, Mr. Yin Yang was sweating profusely, but the apprentice whispered again: "Master, it's so cold here!" ”

Nonsense! Here he has the deepest skill, can he not feel it?

It was cold and cold, as if there was a wind blowing around.

This is going to raise the corpse!

Mr. Yin Yang's heart was half cold.

knew that this business was not easy to accept, which means that the third lady died unjustly, and she will definitely not live in peace.

He was greedy for the high remuneration from his family, so he took it.

It's okay now, if Mrs. Ming San can't go out of the funeral smoothly, his brand for many years will be smashed.

Seeing that the second master's eyes were not good, he was ruthless and shouted to his apprentice: "Bring a knife!" ”

Mr. Yin Yang took the knife and shook his wrist.

After putting half a bowl of blood, he began to do it again, then put two fingers into the bowl and drew a charm on the coffin with the blood.

Half a bowl of blood ran out, and the eight strong servants tried to carry the coffin again......

"Bang!" The hemp rope broke again.

And that's not all.

The spike that was just driven into it actually shook out!

That's a nail!

After a moment of silence, a scream rang out, and Mr. Yin Yang's little apprentice shouted, "Ghost! "I turned around and ran out, and no one else could catch me.

……

Mrs. Ming went to the funeral today, and there were many guests who came to see them off.

Not only relatives and friends, but also those who can come or not, and who don't have good friendships, almost all of them.

Of course, this is not for the Ming family's own face, but out of a subtle psychology.

Yesterday's incident, there were so many people who saw it, and now who doesn't know in Dongning that Mrs. Ming San was killed by her uncle**?

This is what the second master of Ming personally admitted!

Such a peach-colored privacy matter is most likely to arouse the curiosity of the public.

So, in order to see the excitement, they tacitly knew that everyone who could come came.

"Mrs. Weng? It's been a long time since I've seen you walk around. A young woman, seeing a lady sitting in the funeral booth, stopped to talk.

The lady got up: "It's Second Grandma Lu!" It's been a long time. I heard that you haven't been in good health lately, and the funeral is a tiring thing, why are you here today? ”

"Isn't this a rare opportunity?"

The two looked at each other and laughed tacitly.

This Ming family, known as a clean family on weekdays, now that something like this has happened, why isn't it exciting?

The uncle molested his sister-in-law and caused her sister-in-law to die. Tut-tut, how can the Ming family be embarrassed to say that they are scholars? It's too embarrassing for Ming Xiangye!

The two of them got together and whispered, starting with Mrs. Mingsan, talking about the ridiculous sixth master, and then talking about yesterday's incident.

It's also weird. The Ming family is not good for the passing years? It's shameful enough that such a thing happened, and he actually dug up a corpse in the garden again.

I heard that Miss Seven bumped into a ghost a month ago, could it be that the third lady of Ming couldn't think of committing suicide because of this, right?

Maybe it's just a substitute for the wronged ghost......

The two of them were talking, and seeing that the sky was faintly bright, Mrs. Weng said curiously: "Didn't you just set off the coffin?" How long has it been? Why hasn't it come out yet? ”

Hearing what she said, Second Grandma Lu was also surprised: "Yes! It only took a while to carry the coffin, it must have been half an hour, right? ”

"Is it ......?"

The two looked at each other, and they couldn't tell whether they were excited or afraid.

Haunted?

As soon as this thought came to mind, I suddenly heard a strange cry from the mourning hall, and someone shouted, "Ghost! "Ran out in a hurry.

Hey? Is it really haunted?

Is it Mrs. Ming's third deceiver?

Because there were so many people, they were not very afraid, but gathered together and pointed excitedly.

"Who's that shouting?"

"This is Mr. Yin and Yang's apprentice! You see he's still holding a magic weapon in his hand! ”

"Mr. Yin and Yang's apprentices are all scared like this! Looks like it's really haunted? ”

"Sure enough, he was unjustly killed, this is unwilling to turn a blind eye!"

"Can you still have a funeral today?"