The coffin was red like red blood, exuding a strange and inexplicable aura, and I subconsciously wanted to step back behind me, but the person behind me pushed me forward.

The new branch secretary's surname was Xie, and he stood in front of the coffin, coughing when he saw everyone crowded, and signaled everyone to stand still.

Everyone stopped talking and looked at Xie Zhishu one after another.

Xie Zhishu also said with a serious face: "Today, it is a very important thing to let everyone come, and I want to remind everyone!"

As soon as Xie Zhishu opened his mouth like this, someone interjected: "Can't you go to the tomb mountain?" However, I have to do a funeral these days, why don't you go to the cemetery? ”

Everyone began to talk again, and suddenly there was a lot of noise.

"Ahem, ahem! Be quiet. Xie Zhishu slapped the table vigorously: "What I said also has something to do with the tomb mountain, everyone must know that the current policy is not allowed to be buried."

As soon as he said this, everyone looked at me, and I looked at you, and finally turned their eyes to me.

One by one, they also whispered, saying that my grandmother was buried directly at that time, and it seems that she was still discovered by Xie Zhishu.

Many of these uncles and aunts in the village have received the favor of their grandmother and asked them to help them with things, so they have not fallen into the ground.

Instead, he comforted me and said: "Little rhino, it's okay, it's more than half a year ago, he is an outsider, at most he can only warn."

I didn't squeak, because my eyes were staring straight at the three red coffins in front of me, and I thought that what Xie Zhishu was going to say was definitely not my grandmother's business.

This Xie Zhishu has been in the village for a short time, and I heard that the shelf is still big, even if everyone has anything, they will not ask him, let alone tell him about my grandma.

"Can you listen to me, can't you understand people?" Seeing that the crowd was in a commotion again, Xie Zhishu shouted with some annoyance: "I asked you to come today just to talk about this burial!"

He slapped the table, his expression extremely serious.

When everyone saw him like this, they all fell silent.

"You guys say, how many years has this cremation been practiced, how can there still be people so ignorant and ignorant that they dare to bury it, whose coffin is this, come up and claim it!" The village chief patted the coffin and said loudly.

Everyone immediately looked at each other, there are three coffins in total, and the colors are uniform, it is very likely to be a family, but whose family buried three people at the same time, I don't know who it is when I am not in the village for more than half a year.

"Xie Zhishu, our village did use burials before, but those coffins were all left by the older generation, all brown wooden coffins, how could they be so red and gorgeous, and they looked weird." Everyone pointed to the three coffins and began to discuss.

This coffin is so brightly colored, we people in the village will not use it.

"Hmph, if you don't say it, then I can open the coffin, and don't complain when the time comes." Xie Zhishu raised his voice.

Everyone has all paid attention to the coffin, the person is buried after death, that is called into the soil for peace, if this is dug out again, open the coffin, is to let the deceased die without looking at it.

If it is really a relative of any family, the other party will come out immediately.

However, the secretary of Xie Zhishu had already put his hand on the coffin, and no one came out to recognize him.

On the contrary, everyone looked very interested in the people in the coffin, and they all stared directly at the three coffins.

Xie Zhishu couldn't get off the stage immediately, you know, opening people's coffins is not good for themselves, disturbing the tranquility of the people in the coffin, and he can't say that there will be retribution.

This Xie Zhishu is in his fifties, and he also has some scruples, putting one hand on the coffin, showing hesitation.

"Xie Zhishu, you open it, if you don't open it, how do we know who it is." Zhao Hu is now watching the excitement and not thinking it's a big deal, so he actually coaxed.

This Xie Zhishu pursed his lips, and then said to Zhao Hu and several uncles in the village: "This coffin is sinking, you can open it."

"Xie Zhishu, this is a matter that damages yin morality, you have to open it yourself, we can't open it anyway." Zhao Hu didn't give this Xie Zhi a letter at all, and expressed his attitude straightforwardly, and several other uncles, seeing that Zhao Hu said so, they also stood still in place.

At this time, Xie Zhishu couldn't hold his face a little, pointed at Zhao Hu, and nodded vigorously: "Okay, today, I'll show you."

After that, he stretched out his hand and pushed the lid of the coffin hard, but as a result, the lid of the coffin seemed to be very heavy and did not open at all.

"Hehehe, Xie Zhishu, you're working hard." Zhao Hu laughed.

Xie Zhishu spat into the palm of his hand, and then used all his strength to push towards the lid of the big coffin, but the lid still didn't move.

"You guys come here to help, it's too heavy." Xie Zhishu's forehead was bruised, and he used all his strength.

"Branch secretary, that's the wooden coffin, how heavy can it be, you don't dare to open the coffin and say it directly." Zhao Hu seemed to be about to elect the village chief, so he took this opportunity to suppress Xie Zhishu.

In this way, in the future, this Xie Zhishu will also look at his face and do things.

"Lao Tzu won't open it today, Lao Tzu is your grandson!" Xie Zhishu was enraged, looked around, and finally motioned for everyone to find him an iron rod, and he wanted to pry the small coffin open first.

Everyone was waiting to see the things in the coffin, and they all cooperated with Xie Zhishu, and really brought an iron rod to Xie Zhishu.

Xie Zhishu was about to pry open the gap in the small coffin, but as soon as the iron rod was aimed at the gap in the coffin, a black figure flew in directly from the outside.

The speed was fast, which was shocking, and after he turned around and fell, I saw that it was actually Bai Liunian.

Wasn't he asleep in his room, how could he have come here?

Moreover, looking at his face, it seems that his health is still not very good.

"Don't open it!" Bai Liunian shouted loudly.

"Who are you, do you say that this coffin belongs to yours?" Xie Zhishu carefully looked Bai Liunian up and down The seventy-third chapter of "My Husband of the Corpse" that you are watching now is only half a chapter, to see the full version, please search for Baidu: (Ice + Thunder + Chinese + Text) After entering, search again: My Husband of the Corpse