Chapter Seventy-Seven: There's One More Dead Man in the Coffin
Grandpa Qin exploded when he heard it, and asked people to hurry up to find it. Blood and soil, if someone has a heart to stuff it into a mess, it's really hard to find, but a big living person, how can he not find it.
This thing is really strange, the rafters can't be found, today the village is dedicated to Lao Li, it is a special day, many people do not work, stay at home with children and watch TV.
This incident quickly alarmed the village government, and the village chief's surname was Hou, and his name was Hou Wanshun. This Hou Wanshun was still an idle person six or seven years ago, I don't know why, he turned into a village head.
In fact, the development of this Qilitun is not satisfactory, Lao Li was a good village chief when he was alive, but after he died, ten years later, two village chiefs were changed, the first village chief surnamed Bo, and now he is the town mayor. When he was the head of the village, he was corrupt. Hou Wanshun followed the surname Bo back then, and later became the village head.
Hou Wanshun is darker than the surname Bo, which may be the reason why Lao Li has been dead for ten years and is still remembered by the people. Hou Wanshun inquired with the police station, this Grandpa Qin used to be the director of the Public Security Bureau, and now the people in charge of the Public Security Bureau are all Grandpa Qin's protΓ©gΓ©s. In Hou Wanshun's eyes, this is a Buddha, and he must not be offended.
Hou Wanshun organized people to help find it, and he gave Grandpa Qin a fart to come over and pat the horse, Grandpa Qin didn't like such people, and Hou Wanshun said with a blow of his beard: "This Lao Li's matter, if you mess it up, let my old friends know, and you, the village chief, don't do it." β
When Hou Wanshun heard this, he was so frightened that the fat on his face trembled, and he ran around with a big belly, commanding to find someone, thinking that he was not unlucky today? I don't drink tea or watch movies in the office, but I come here to join in the fun.
Grandpa Qin doesn't look like a mighty person in front of outsiders, in fact, he is quite sad, he feels that Lao Li died early, and let Lao Li catch up with this, because he is sorry for Lao Li.
Wu Ming kept persuading, saying, "When we come, this blood soil will not be found." β
"Does that thing matter?"
"It's not important to say it's important, it's important to say it's not important, you can't force everything, if it's really gone, it's gone."
Grandpa Qin sighed when he heard this, and felt uncomfortable, so he asked Wu Ming to accompany him and go to the mourning hall to have a look, in fact, it was not a mourning hall, it was a tent temporarily set up at the site of the tomb.
When he arrived at the tent, Li Da was guarding inside, and he was also busy outside, but Li Tieying said that there must be someone to guard the tent, so he let Li Da come back.
The coffin was covered with a red cloth and supported by a wooden stool underneath. The yang rafters have been mixed in this circle for so many years, and they have also made a good appearance. Wu Ming probably asked about the process, and Li Da said that before the bones were raised, the tent was put up. In the coffin was a six-foot-six-inch white cloth and a six-foot-six-inch red cloth, and the red cloth was covered with bedding. The bones were made by Li Da with gloves, arranged according to the position of the head and feet, and the jade objects for the burial were placed inside. Some people said that two inches of blood soil should be placed inside, but the yang rafters did not let them go, saying that they should take eight inches of blood soil and spread it under the new grave.
Speaking of this, Li Da sighed and said that he shouldn't listen to the yang rafters. Wu Ming smiled and said, "It doesn't matter, the customs of every village within a radius of 100 miles are similar. β
Grandpa Qin said: "I think I muttered a few words to Lao Li, don't use this blood soil if it doesn't work." Over there, so many of our old comrades-in-arms must not let Lao Li suffer. Iron ropes! You and Wu Ming go out first. Wu Ming muttered: "This old man is still shy." "Grandpa Qin is so old, his ears are not deaf at all, and when he heard Wu Ming say this, he glared at Wu Ming. Wu Ming stuck out his tongue and ran out, and when he reached the door, a gust of wind came. Suddenly, Wu Ming smelled a foul smell, and the smell that Wu Ming usually smelled was unique to dead people, and it was normal to smell the stench of dead people from the side of the coffin. It's a pity that today is the coffin, the ten-year-old bones, and the funeral arranged by the grandfather, should have ascended to heaven a long time ago.
Where does the smell come from?
In fact, Wu Ming already has some experience in the funeral industry. This smell is not necessarily emitted by a dead person, if it is the stench emitted by a dead person's decay, then it is not Wu Ming alone who can smell it.
What Wu Ming is most afraid of now is that this smell is from Grandpa Qin, and the old man is also not young, if he ascends to heaven here, Wu Ming doesn't know how to explain to Qin Xue. pondering, rushed to Grandpa Qin's side, sniffing.
"Didn't I tell you to get out?"
"Something is wrong!"
Grandpa Qin's body smelled, but it was the smell of sweat, not the smell of a dead man.
Wu Ming turned around and went to the coffin to smell it, and suddenly got goosebumps, this smell came from the coffin, how could this be?
Grandpa Qin watched Wu Ming staring at the coffin without speaking, so he asked, "What's wrong?" β
"There's dead people in there."
When Grandpa Qin heard this, he gave Wu Ming a cane, which was usually fake, but this time Grandpa Qin was really angry. The coffin, of course, contained dead people. Wu Ming was dizzy from the beating, and explained with grinning: "I mean this coffin contains a dead man." No, no, no, it's that there's a man in there who just died. β
Li Da hadn't gone out yet, and he was stunned when he heard Wu Ming say this.
"Have you been all the time?"
Grandpa Qin asked Li Da, Li Da shook his head sluggishly, and said in a slurred voice, "I've been out for a while." β
"Open the coffin and take a look."
"Uncle, that's not good, I'm ...... I'll have to talk to my sister about it. β
"Get Tie Ying quickly. Unproductive cowardice. β
When Li Da went out to find someone, Grandpa Qin hurriedly knocked the ground with a crutch and asked Wu Ming twice, is this something certain? Wu Ming nodded firmly, there was definitely a new corpse inside.
Li Tieying is here, she is also quite embarrassed about this matter, who let the eldest brother not be a person in charge, but this matter is made by Grandpa Qin, Li Tieying is still in charge of opening the coffin.
As soon as the coffin was opened, everyone present was stunned, there was a yang rafter lying in the coffin, he was pressed against the bones, his face was covered with blood, and his neck was purple, and at a glance, he knew that he was suffocated by blood.