"I am the coffin god." The "person" on the floor slab declares his name. "I'll naturally keep an eye on his hit, so I don't have to worry about it. As for the human fetus ghost you mentioned, it was stolen by a man who wanted to save his wife and children and wanted to go crazy, and now I am afraid that it is more than a hundred miles away from here. You don't chase him, but you come here to make trouble. The two of them went to Bump Mountain to stop the man, but you took your kindness as a donkey's liver and lungs. Alas, so I never do good deeds, and seeing me is like seeing a coffin. ”

According to the person who fainted, after he put his head into his mouth, the first thing he saw was a coffin, which was pitch black and bright, and he could see his face. Then the lid of the coffin was automatically opened, and he saw a corpse lying in the coffin that was beginning to decompose, and the corpse was actually his own! As if in a mirror, he reached out to the coffin, and the corpse reached out to him in the same pose! He was so frightened that he fainted.

However, it was two days after he said this. Within two days, he felt like he had gone to the Netherworld.

Fang Tao heard the "person" on the floor say this, and was suddenly frightened. The others also cowered and almost wanted to go first.

The "man" on the floor slab said: "Fang Tao, your dead daughter-in-law asked me to tell you that the bottom plate of the coffin for her was leaking, and the cemetery you chose was very 'damp', and she carelessly forgot to add lime when covering the coffin, and she was lying in it, as if she was locked in a water prison, and it was very uncomfortable. This time the grave was dug up, if you have the heart to rebury well, you must not be greedy for small gains and forget about small things. ”

Fang Tao's face changed color.

No one knew that when Lin Jiazhu died, he went to the coffin shop to buy a coffin, and the owner told him that there was another coffin in the store that could be sold at half price, because the material was not processed enough, and there was a gap in the bottom plate that did not close. As long as you add more than twice as much lime to the bottom before burial, you can also make up for the defect of the gap.

Fang Tao was greedy for a small price, so he paid half the price and bought the coffin recommended by the boss.

But when the coffin was being covered, Fang Tao forgot to remind the people who were buried. The people who were buried were only padded with the normal amount of lime. By the time Fang Tao remembered, the coffin had been lifted by the Eight Great King Kongs and was about to be buried in the ground. Fang Tao hid this matter, and no one else knew about it.

Unexpectedly, the coffin god mentioned this matter at this time, Fang Tao sweated like rain for a while, and his whole body trembled. He pushed away the chair, fell to his knees, kowtowed, and begged, "I should die!" I'm damned! When buying a coffin, you shouldn't be greedy, and you shouldn't gamble when building a coffin. It caused her to suffer from the water prison! I'm damned! I beg the coffin god to help me tell me, I will hold a new funeral for her and buy her a good coffin! I put her memorial plaque up and burned incense and worshiped her every day! Fang Tao's head thumped on the ground.

At this time, he was completely free of arrogance.

The woman next to him also turned from stunned to frightened, and hurriedly knelt on her knees and remained silent.

"Let's go." The coffin god said.

Fang Tao was stunned for a moment, raised his head and looked at the floor, his eyes full of doubt. I know he didn't believe that the coffin god would let him go so easily.

"Let's go." The coffin god drove again.

Fang Tao hurriedly got up, and before he even had time to pat the mud dust on his knees, he led everyone to sneak out in a hurry.

Seeing that everyone had left, footsteps sounded on the floor again, pacing back and forth above my grandfather and me. "Hey, I said you, you're so busy, have you ever asked for a little favor? Everyone has a life, and no matter how much you help, they will still be what they should be. Don't think that if you help them, they'll be better and they'll go back to where they started. ”

Grandpa smiled indifferently.

I have nothing to say. The scene just now is still vivid. If it weren't for the appearance of the coffin god, I really don't know how to clean up the mess. "Coffin God, are you here to supervise Grandpa's fate?"

No one spoke on the floor.

I asked again, "Isn't there really no other way for Grandpa to get over the hurdle?" For the sake of how many people he has helped, just tell me about it. ”

"It's not impossible. But it's so hard to find someone who can help your grandpa. ”

I was overjoyed and hurriedly asked, "It's one thing to be difficult, and it's another thing whether you're willing to say it or not." Since you are willing to come out to help my grandfather at this time, then you must not bear my grandfather to suffer so much. Please tell me the truth. ”

The coffin god was silent for a moment and said, "I must find someone with a particularly strong yang energy and take me away from here and send me to a snake cave that I have designated." Then, your grandfather had to go through that snake cave often. When the hurdle of your grandfather's fate appears, a snake will crawl out of the snake hole, and your grandfather should not dodge, let the snake bite and bleed, which will be regarded as the hurdle of fate. Of course, the snake wound will heal in a few days. ”

I was thrilled and said, "That's great! It's not that hard! It's not hard to find someone with a particularly strong yang energy! ”

The coffin god said: "Since it is said that the yang energy is particularly strong, ordinary people can't do it." ”

I asked, "So what do you do to get to the point where you say?" ”

The coffin god said: "If you can't reach it yourself, you must rely on the ability of the outside world." The most yang energy in the world is the chicken. It is said that eating chicken will replenish yang energy. However, people eat cooked chicken, and in the process of cooking, the yang energy of the chicken is evaporated, and the actual yang energy replenished is pitiful. ”

I was in a dilemma: "So, the person you said is particularly strong in yang energy, you can't find it in the world?" ”

The coffin god said, "Unless ......"

I hurriedly asked, "Unless what?" ”

Coffin Shinto said: "Unless that person often eats chicken raw." Chickens have strong yang energy, and chicken blood is especially strong. People who regularly replenish the blood of raw chickens will not only be able to reach the level I said, but may even exceed my requirements. ”

I slapped my face, excited, "So, Sister Si's son can help us!" ”

Without further ado, I went to Sister Si's house that day, found Sister Si, and told Sister Si how to save my grandfather. Sister Si readily agreed.

Sister Si's son came to his grandfather's house, climbed the floor, and led the coffin god down. Due to the coffin god's previous request, my grandfather and I avoided him. So I didn't see the coffin god from beginning to end, and I don't know what he looks like. Later, I asked Sister Si's son, and Sister Si's son also shook his head, saying that after he went up to the floor, he didn't see anything. Suddenly, he heard someone behind him telling him to turn around. He turned around, still seeing nothing, but felt a sudden sinking on his back. Then someone in his ear told him not to look back, just do what he said. So, he carried the man on his back all the way to a mountain not far from the old river. When he was halfway up the mountain, someone in his ear said "It's here" and told him to turn around. He turned around, and there was a sudden lightness on his body, and he knew that the man was gone. He looked around and found no one to be found. But as he walked away, he heard the sound of a snake crawling in the grass.

"So, you don't know what he looks like?" I asked.

"Hmm." Sister Si's son replied in the affirmative. "I'd love to see him. For some reason, I felt very close to him, and I thought I would be scared, but I didn't really feel scared at all when I carried him. ”

Sister Si's son's answer made me think about it, but in the end, it didn't come to fruition.

The strange thing is that after Sister Si's son experienced this incident, the "problem" of salivating when he saw the chicken was completely eliminated at once.

The rest is much simpler. If you were someone else, you might have to go around that mountain every day. And grandpa can calculate when he encounters the hurdle of fate, so he just goes to that mountain on that day.

Someone advised grandpa, since you can count what day it is, why don't you stay at home that day and avoid being bitten by snakes? Anyway, the coffin god is no longer here to supervise you.

When people persuaded like this, Grandpa just smiled and didn't say anything.

On that day, Grandpa went to the mountain as promised. However, Grandpa was there from morning to midnight, and there was no sign of the snake.

After Grandpa came back, he repeatedly calculated, always wondering if he had miscalculated the day, and repeatedly consulted the old imperial calendar. It turned out that he was not mistaken.

But people began to laugh at Grandpa, saying that he was afraid of snake bites and deliberately avoided that day, but for the sake of face, he deliberately said that he had miscalculated the day. Grandpa didn't argue either. But from then on, grandpa was no longer involved in spells, and really started a farmer, leaving early and returning late, planting in spring and harvesting in autumn.

Since I was going to school in the Northeast, I rarely contacted my grandfather since the coffin god left. By talking to my mother on the phone, I asked my grandfather about his current situation every once in a while, and I also asked about the monkey in particular. Mom said that the ghost came once shortly after Grandpa had crossed the fateful hurdle, but was chased away by a monkey-like monster.

I asked my mother if my grandfather still used to make calculations.

Mom said that grandpa once deliberately pinched the wrong one, just to get rid of it cleanly. But then someone discovered that even if Grandpa was calculating, people could still find what they were looking for from the places Grandpa pointed out. Someone else saw a monster in the shape of a monkey, often putting other people's lost things in the places that Grandpa pointed out.

I said, there are still people who know how to repay the favor.

Mom said, of course, people are doing it, and the sky is watching.

I thought to myself, if Grandpa hears us say that, he must say, where will the sky look? It's just a matter of conscience, where is there so much truth!