Since it is a funeral, it means that the deceased will not be dead for more than ten days, and it is impossible to emit such a thick corpse qi, is it ...... Want to be a corpse?

Wu Zheng was about to raise his feet to go in to take a closer look, but he was glared at by a middle-aged man sitting at the door, pointing his nose and scolding.

"Where are the begging ghosts, don't come to my house to make trouble!"

Begging ghost is the local name for beggars.

Wu Zheng almost became angry on the spot when he heard this, and suddenly there was a buzzing sound on his wrist, and when he raised his hand, the pointer on the compass rotated rapidly.

The compass points to evil, and there is really something strange in this courtyard!

At this time, the girl who was crushed to the ground by Shu Qianer just now rushed out, pointed at Wu Zheng and Shu Qianer and cried to the man: "Dad, it's them, it's them who bullied me, woo." ”

This Nima couldn't explain it clearly, the man grabbed a shovel and threw it over, so frightened that Shu Qianer screamed.

Wu Zheng wanted to explain, but was slapped by the girl, and stars floated in his whole head.

Wu Zheng's heart sank, and it seemed that he couldn't explain it.

This girl's family is really a little unforgiving, even if Shu Qian'er is at fault first, you have to let us explain, right? It's all banditry!

Wu Zheng was angry and didn't bother to explain, now there is an opportunity to teach the girl's family a lesson.

Just thinking about it, the sky suddenly darkened, and a large cloud like splashing ink drifted to the sky above the courtyard of Cui Damao's house, and the clouds kept vibrating, something was brewing, and the whole sky was as dark as night.

The middle-aged man's face changed, and he hurriedly ran back to the courtyard, there were more than a dozen villagers in the courtyard, all of whom came to help take care of the funeral, one of the old men had a gloomy face, and it seemed that he was an old man who spoke very heavily in the village, and said anxiously:

"Da Mao, it looks like thunder is going to sound, the corpse doesn't listen to thunder, you have to find a coffin for your father quickly!"

It seems that this middle-aged man is called Da Mao, and it was his father who died.

There is a long-standing saying in the local area that if a person is not put in a coffin after death, he cannot listen to thunder, and there is even a sentence that slips away: listen to one thunder, the big head changes, listen to the second thunder, open the eyes, listen to the three thunders, and a swing will change the corpse.

That is to say, if the corpse hears the first thunder, the head will become bigger for no reason, when it hears the second thunder, its eyes will open, and when it hears the third thunder, the corpse will change!

The coffin is equivalent to the home of the deceased, which can play a protective role for the deceased, which explains why many elderly people will prepare coffins for themselves while they are alive.

Da Mao's father was originally in good health, and he didn't prepare for the future before his death, but now that the thunder is imminent, it is obviously too late to make a coffin.

Although few people have verified the accuracy of this statement for thousands of years, everyone would rather believe it, not to mention that the old people in the village with high prestige have let it go, who can not believe it?!

"Third master, what can I do? Time is too tight, where do I go to get a coffin? The thunder had already brewed a lot of movement, and Da Mao scratched his ears and cheeks anxiously.

Wu Zheng saw the current situation clearly, coughed deliberately, and said loudly to Shu Qianer: "Oh fat man, we are selling coffins, I passed by this small village today and heard the mourning music, I originally wanted to sell the coffin, but the master didn't want to see it, let's go." ”

As he spoke, he was about to pull Shu Qianer away, and Shu Qianer also cooperated with the acting: "That's it, the twisted melon is not sweet, and people are not rare, let's go quickly, it will be troublesome if the corpse changes in a while." ”

The old man, who was called the third master, pointed to Wu Zheng outside the door and said to Da Mao: "You hurry up and ask him to buy a coffin and come back, without further ado!" ”

Da Mao hesitated, thinking of his and his daughter's attitude towards Wu Zheng just now, his face was always a little unbearable.

The third master shook his big hand and slapped him, and he hit Da Mao with gold stars in his eyes.

"You are an unfilial son, what kind of face do you need at this time!"

Da Mao was woken up, walked up to Wu Zheng, lowered his head and whispered, "That, you are selling coffins, right?" I'll buy a bite. ”

"Oops, isn't this the uncle who just took a shovel to hack me? Buying a coffin? Unfortunately, my family's business is booming, and all the coffins are booked. Wu Zheng pretended to say.

Da Mao gritted his teeth, knowing that Wu Zheng was deliberately tricking, but the hero didn't suffer the loss in front of him, and he had the opportunity to retaliate in the future, so he changed his smiling face.

"Young man, you see that you came to our village is fate, a small matter of a coffin, you can do it......"

Wu Zhengyi stretched out his hand and put on a righteous and awe-inspiring posture: "Uncle, stop, my coffin is of good quality and high price, and this coffin is the deceased's home, which is not a trivial matter!" ”

The girl was standing under the eaves at the moment, her face flushed, but more angry.

The girl puffed up her chest angrily, and Shuangfeng kept shaking: "Are you a man?" Such a small belly chicken intestines? ”

Wu Zheng cut and stretched out five fingers: "My little belly chicken intestines?" Fifty thousand! ”

"Fifty thousand? You lion open your mouth! Da Mao gritted his teeth.

"It's called a strange commodity, don't force it if you can't afford it." Wu Zheng was bored and tidied up his hair, looking careless.

The big hairy face burned like fire, and the third old man spoke: "Young man, give me this old man a face, the corpse will change after a while, aren't you afraid?" ”

Wu Zheng smiled, and said in his heart that I am an orthodox Mr. Yin and Yang, and a mere corpse can scare me?

"Since the old man has spoken, then I'll give you a twenty-percent discount!"

Da Mao counted with his fingers, and he got 40,000 yuan for eight folds, and he was completely angry at the moment, and stomped his feet: "Lao Tzu won't buy it!" ”

"If you want to buy it, I won't sell it, it's too late." Wu Zheng pursed his lips and pointed to the sky.

As soon as the words fell, I heard a loud click in the air, and the roaring thunder had already submerged the entire small mountain village!

The world was silent in an instant, and everyone present was stunned, staring blankly at the corpse on the bed, for fear that something would happen.

In the frightened eyes of everyone, the head of the big hairy father is getting bigger at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if someone is inflating his head, and it has risen to five or six times the original in the blink of an eye!

When the girl saw this, she screamed in fright, almost fainted, her little face turned pale, and she sat down on the ground along the wall.

The second thunder fell from the sky.

"Click-"

This thunder was several times stronger than the first one, people only felt that their eardrums hurt, and their feet trembled, but everyone's attention was focused on the corpse, and when the thunder stopped, the corpse's eyes suddenly opened, and the two eyeballs were muddy, there was no black and white, very weird.

"Oh my God, the corpse is open......"

"Mom, it's really going to be a corpse......"

"Run!"

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