Yan Ruofei has red eyes, and he is about to rush towards me.

"If you don't say goodbye, you can't be red-eyed......"

Her movements were in line with this behavior, except that her eyes were red with blood......

And it's black dog blood......

What a bloody story......

I gently took Yan Ruofei, who was about to go crazy, into my arms, and gently wiped the black dog blood on her face: "Xiaofei, thank you just now, if it weren't for you, he wouldn't have added a reward of five hundred yuan."

"Five hundred !!" Yan Ruofei broke free from my embrace, and yelled at me in surprise, "You play with me."

Is it too little?

"Dumbo listen to me—"

When I was about to add another hundred yuan to the pain, Yan Ruofei interrupted me: "So many, I've done a few tasks, but it doesn't add up to so much, you actually did it so easily, you are really a talent!"

The corners of my mouth twitched, and I told me, how miserable were you before?

"By the way, didn't I owe you ten vials of black dog blood before?"

Yan Ruofei nodded with bright eyes.

"I'll do the math, it's almost a hundred yuan, you give me WeChat, and I'll transfer it to you."

"Hmm."

At this moment, there is a lot of joy in the mourning hall......

Only two sentences faintly floated in the quiet sea of consciousness.

"Do you think the master still has a face?"

"Silly woman, that person has no face, okay?"

The corners of my mouth couldn't help twitching, is my image so unbearable, they must be talking about Wang Ziwei......

The farce is over, I still have to get down to business, finish it early and go home early, always stay with this corpse, I always feel a little uncomfortable.

Only then did I take a serious look at this mourning hall.

The coffin is placed in the middle of the mourning hall, and there is a small table on the side, on which is a set of funeral clothes, with black and white lines, overlapping with the depth of the coffin, which is very penetrating.

And in the corner on the side, half a jar of water was placed steadily, presumably used to clean the corpse, after all, the smell, and the unsightly remains, I dare not compliment.

I endured the stench, and walked to the old lady's side, forcing Wang Di out of my consciousness.

Wang Di covered his nose and looked at me with an aggrieved expression.

"A true warrior dares to face the bleakness of life...... And dripping blood, go ahead, it's time to brush your presence......"

Wang Di was about to cry, but she still walked towards the old lady steadfastly.

I was a little unbearable because I didn't know if she was willing to do it from the bottom of her heart.

After all, I can control her......

How can I be so shameless?

However, I am proud......

That's who I am!

The old lady lay down on the coffin very peacefully, Wang Di picked up the corpse, and threw it casually, and heard a bang, and the old lady fell into the half of the jar of water with a graceful arc.

Whoa......

For a while, the water splashed, Wang Di looked at the old lady who showed half of her head in the water tank very indifferently, like rubbing a bath, patiently rubbing the filth on her body, until she changed the tank of water, there was no smell of death in the mourning hall.

Only then did she return to my consciousness with tears in her eyes and a look of resentment.

Yan Ruofei and I glanced at each other, and then no longer hesitated, what to collect the corpse, in my opinion, is just a little trick used to deceive people and cheat money, the two of us fished the old lady out of the water tank, put the funeral suit, put it on her so-so, opened the coffin with all hands and feet, shouted two slogans, slammed her into the coffin, and then closed the coffin lid, found a few big nails in the house, picked up a sledgehammer and knocked it for a long time, and the collection of the body came to an end.

This short period of effort can make the two of us breathless, and it doesn't matter whether the ground is dirty or not, lying on the ground will spread out the body without any image, like two big cakes, I can't wait to close my eyes and fall asleep.

As soon as he was born this year, Wang Xuedong came back.

came with Wang Xuedong, as well as some relatives and friends in the village, seven or eight people who were responsible for carrying the coffin, saying that Wang Xuedong's efficiency was really good, and everything was ready after a short period of effort.

There are people who help to pick up the coins, there are those who come to mourn, and the singing group of the funeral service is also just right to sing a very miserable, miserable song that I want to vomit, and it didn't take long for the miserable and tragic voice to drift far away in this village.

This white thing is also indispensable for a very hearty meal as a foil, cut down a cow on the spot, killed a few chickens, and vigorously held a gluttonous feast for the people present, the most satisfying thing for me is that Chen Xuedong is very good at being a person, I and Yan Ruofei made a table separately, and left the best part to us, what beef heart, cow hooves, and the chicken blood that was received was also cooked very smooth.

Yan Ruofei and I ate very happily, you and I ate a piece, almost swallowed my tongue, after the people around me had eaten, drunk and played, it was late at night in a blink of an eye, it was time to go home, and those who couldn't go home found a place to sleep, and prepared to deal with the funeral that will be carried out early tomorrow morning.

The only thing that breaks the silence is the one-stop song and dance troupe of funeral services that will cry wolves from time to time, and this is just them, while eating, drinking and having fun, they take the time to complete their own work.

Yan Ruofei and I didn't care about those, we should eat and drink, and in the end, when we were happy to eat, we called Wang Di out to eat together, according to my understanding of ghosts, ghosts are not allowed to eat food eaten by people, but seeing her eating very happily, I can't care so much, it is a blessing to be able to eat, I only faintly feel that this little girl is a little weird.

It didn't take long for Wang Xuedong to find us, and we talked nonsense for a long time, and then he couldn't help but tell the real purpose, he was afraid that his mother would cheat the corpse again, and he didn't dare to go to the vigil, and said that he was willing to pay more money, so that the two of us would go to watch for one night, I thought about it, after all, tomorrow is the person who will be buried, and if he doesn't kill a few more times, there will be no chance.

Yan Ruofei glanced at me, her face was full of reluctance, I looked at her reluctant expression, sighed, and agreed very simply.

The summer in the mountains is still relatively cold, Wang Xuedong took a thicker quilt for one of us, instructed us a few words and left, Yan Ruofei was still angry, and ignored me, just wrapped in the quilt, leaned on the coffin, and kept poking the candles on the side.

I was also happy to see this, looking at the portrait of the old lady motionlessly, bored and in a daze.

In the corner of one side, there was still a burning paper money, and the smell of cigarettes filled the mourning hall, which made my already heavy head very heavy, and it became very muddy at this time, but just when I couldn't help but want to close my eyes, there were bursts of dog barking outside the mourning hall, and the impact one after another made me unable to close my eyes.

"Meow-"

I don't know when there was a black and shiny cat on the beam, staring at the bronze bell-like eyes that radiated a faint green light, and constantly swept around his body.

"Go away—"

I yelled at the cat, but it was not afraid of me, and still paced back and forth on the beams.

I was so angry that I picked up a small brick from the side and threw it at it.

The cat was clever enough to turn around and dodge, and the stone flicked off the beams of the house, and then fell, smashing the old lady's portrait to pieces.

"Abin, you're really sick......"

Yan Ruofei was woken up by me and looked at me very dissatisfied.

I ignored her, and walked slowly over to the broken portrait, swaying through the glass and putting the photo back together, just about to say I'm sorry.

The portrait of the old lady that I had just pieced together slowly hooked the corners of her mouth at this time......