Then, he went to the vegetable market and bought three black chickens, kept them at home for emergencies, and then bought them when they were used up.

Then, he went to the rental house where He lived before his death and picked up a sports jacket that he used to love to wear. It was Adidas's, he saved up a long time to buy it, and after buying it, he wore it almost every day throughout the winter, and Wu Qiwen knew that he liked that dress the most.

In the end, I went to the incense market to buy incense burners, incense candles, and asked people to write yellow table paper.

Everything is ready, only the east wind is owed.

He waited quietly for the coming seventh day.

The seventh day came.

Because he was nervous and wanted to inspect the terrain, Wu Qiwen went to Wanzhu Village that morning.

As soon as I arrived at the entrance of the village, I saw someone holding a funeral.

A long procession, with a few people holding wreaths with the word "Lay" written on them.

He was followed by a group of people wearing filial piety clothes, and several of them were hiding their faces and crying.

There were six people in the middle carrying the coffin.

At the end, the ceremonial team is playing music, playing suona, beating gongs and drums, and it is very lively.

White money paper was scattered on the ground along the road.

The funeral lasted until just over 3 p.m., when the burial ceremony began.

Relatives and friends offered incense, toasted and firecrackers rang out.

After eight o'clock in the evening, the people began to disperse gradually.

In the countryside, people rest earlier than people in the city.

Wu Qiwen, who was squatting in the grass, his palms were already so tense that they were all sweat stains. After all, what he wants to do next will be damned.

It is really a sin to disturb the dead who have just been laid to rest, even more sinful than a tomb robber.

However, he thought about it, if it was really possible to resurrect Homothy in this way, it would not be another continuation of the life of the dead.

After thinking about it like this, he felt a little more at ease.

The hands of the watch gradually point to ten o'clock in the evening.

The wilderness is also gradually lonely, due to the depth of the night.

The mulberry trees and cypress trees around sway slightly with the cool breeze.

Wu Qiwen took out a shovel and hoe from the backpack behind his back, came to the stone tomb, and began to dig.

While digging in his hands, he worships the Bodhisattva in his heart.

Finally, the corner of the coffin lid was revealed, and his heart was beating faster and faster.

Until the whole coffin was exposed, black as a large board.

Wu Qiwen nervously folded his hands, looked at the bright crescent moon hanging in the sky, and said silently: "Buddha and Bodhisattva, please forgive me for what I did today." I also became a horse doctor for the sake of my good brother. If, after forty-nine days, everything is delusional, I will definitely return this deceased to Zhao! After the silent recitation, he knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times.

Then he stood up and began to unseal the coffin without further hesitation.

The coffin lid was loosened, and Wu Qiwen pushed the lid open with trembling hands. He saw the corpse that seemed to be hibernating, with his eyes closed, and the expression of the deceased was serene and peaceful.

Wu Qiwen took out a white handkerchief from his pocket and covered the corpse's face, because it was too terrifying.

Perhaps a fresh corpse that had just died, and did not emit a putrid smell.

He couldn't help but sit down in fear and sit down on the mound next to the coffin, sticking to his butt of ash.

His lips trembled up and down: "Evil! O iniquity! Wu Qiwen, you can't die well! ”

He lowered his eyes and looked at the table again, and it was nearly twelve o'clock in the morning. Time was running out, and he forced himself to stand up again with his hands on his kneecaps, albeit exhausted.

Wu Qiwen bites

Gritting his teeth, he picked up the cold and stiff corpse with his hands, lowered it to the ground, and then quickly used a shovel to bury the soil back.

After disposing of the mound, the body was carried on his back, and in the dark night, the overgrown mountain road was traversed to the place where the car was parked in the morning, and the body was placed in the long box that had been prepared in the back seat of the car.

Because the body was too stiff to bend in any way, he struggled to close the door.

The car was speeding on the empty highway, and it was clear that the car had turned on the maximum range of air conditioning, but sweat was still oozing from his forehead and back.

Wu Qiwen swallowed saliva from time to time and looked at the situation in the back seat from the rearview mirror.

I was afraid that the dead body would suddenly sit up like a mummy.

The hand touching the steering wheel was faintly slipping.

When he arrived at the parking lot, the car had just stabilized, and Wu Qiwen immediately picked up the box and rushed home.

Open the black cypress coffin in the living room and take the body out of the box.

The white cloth on the corpse's head may have fallen during the bumpy journey.

The white, lifeless face, with its eyes closed and freckles on its cheeks, was revealed.

Frightened, Wu Qiwen hurriedly took a few steps back, and sat on the wall weakly.

Force yourself to take a deep breath and force yourself to calm down.

"I ...... What am I doing......" he muttered to himself in panic.

It was an ordinary face, with a high, wide forehead and a flat nose that was unrecognizable in the crowd.

But it can be seen that he is still very young, estimated to be around twenty-five years old.

The more he looked at it, the more frightened he became, and he quickly sealed the coffin and nailed it. And began to do things according to the instructions of Homothy in the dream.

The scarecrow had already been prepared and placed in front of the coffin.

The most troublesome thing is to drive chickens, chickens are animals, it can make people unable to understand human words, the point is that Wu Qiwen has never raised chickens when he is so old, and he doesn't know how to catch them.

He learned to see it in movies and TV shows, giggling and waving his arms to chase it away, but he let it go east and it went west......

The white black chicken ran around the living room and kitchen and jumped around, but refused to go around the coffin.

Could it be that this chicken also feels evil?

Forced by the obscenity of the white black chicken, Wu Qiwen found a rope and started a chicken hunting war, he had never caught a chicken, so that the white black chicken fluttered three times and twice, and a lot of chicken feathers fell in the house, and even Wu Qiwen had chicken feathers on his face.

He took a sip and angrily spat out the chicken feathers that flew to his mouth to the ground.

I scolded in my heart, your little chick, I can't cure you!

He used all his strength to pounce directly on the white black chicken, pressed it with his body, and quickly wrapped the rope around the chicken's neck without strangling it at once.

Succeed.

Wu Qiwen exhaled and stood up, behind the white black chicken, pulling the rope and walking the chicken like a dog.

Only then did he complete the task of soul attraction with twists and turns.

A dignified people's policeman was defeated in front of a chicken!

He cut the throat of the white black chicken as if angry, poured a bowl of black chicken blood, and put three sticks of incense on it.

When the busy work is over, the time has come.

After hurriedly lighting the lantern, Wu Qiwen was exhausted and sat on the floor, watching the light smoke on the three incense sticks slowly fluttering in the wind.

Although he was very tired, frightened and frightened, he still didn't dare to close his eyes and sleep, and opened it from time to time to see if the ever-bright light was still on.

For forty-nine days, he was like a bat that rose by day.

Sleep during the day and start work at night.

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