"Woo!" As soon as he approached Zhang Qi's house, there were bursts of women's cries in the courtyard, and the person who wanted to cry must be Zhang He's daughter. After hearing the cry, I looked up at the broken paper on the gate, and walked into the courtyard of Zhang Qi's house with a reluctant face.

After entering the courtyard, a huge mourning shed appeared in front of my eyes, and there was a huge coffin painted red in the mourning shed.

When I approached the coffin, I saw that there were all kinds of evil spirits painted on the coffin, and it was completely different from other coffins!

When my grandfather saw the pattern painted on the coffin, his brows furrowed, and a look of solemnity appeared on his face. "Zhang Qi, who drew the pattern on your grandfather's coffin?"

Zhang Qi saw that my grandfather asked about the pattern on the coffin, and his eyes flashed, so he explained: "Grandpa Gao, the pattern on this coffin is completely in accordance with my grandfather's deathbed requirements!" Why is it bad to draw ghosts on coffins? "Nothing good or bad! I think your grandfather was also guided by the fox fairy, so he painted this strange ghost on the coffin! “

Zhang Qi nodded and said: "Grandpa Gao, what you said is right, my grandfather said all the requirements of the fox spirit yesterday, let us must comply with the requirements of the fox spirit, otherwise my grandfather will die in vain!" After saying this, Zhang Qi glanced at the woman kneeling on the ground who was burning paper, took a stick of incense on the offering table, lit it, and inserted it into the incense burner.

When my grandfather was offering incense to Zhang Qi, he came to Zhang He's coffin, touched the coffin with his hand and whispered: "Lao Zhang, you and I have been fighting all my life, and today you are gone, and my brother is here to see you off!" When my grandfather said this, there was a line of muddy tears in his eyes.

Look at my grandfather's appearance, although he has been fighting with Zhang He all his life. But their relationship is difficult for ordinary people to understand!

"Uncle Gao is here!" Just when my grandfather looked at Zhang He's coffin and wept, a middle-aged man with a beard and a face that looked a little similar to Zhang Qi came to my grandfather's side. "Xiaohao, your father is gone, why didn't you tell me earlier! Let me see him one last time! "My grandfather was when he saw the people behind him. He shouted with a little anger on his face.

Zhang Hao is also Zhang Qi's father, after hearing my grandfather's cheers. Hurriedly explained: "Uncle Gao, I asked Xiao Qi to look for you when my father was dying, but you were not at home, otherwise Uncle Wang told me today that you came back as a police car, and I didn't know you were back!" “

When my grandfather saw Zhang Hao say this, he didn't say anything, and after wiping the tears from his face, he said to Zhang Hao: "Xiaohao, can I take one last look at your father?" "No problem. But Uncle Gao, the lid of this coffin is too big for one or two people to lift at all, so I'll call a few people! With that, Zhang Hao walked towards the busy crowd. Come here, high heaven! “

After Zhang Hao left, my grandfather hurriedly looked around and shouted.

After hearing my grandfather's shout, I knew that there must be something to do, so I hurriedly came to his side and asked, "Grandpa." What do you call me for? “

When Grandpa saw me coming to his side, he lowered his voice and said, "High heavens." When the coffin is opened, you give me a careful look at Zhang Qi's body, I want to know how he died! “

When I saw my grandfather keep his voice down, I knew it must be important, so I nodded to him and signaled that I understood!

After seeing me nod, my grandfather had a look of satisfaction on his face. He turned around and continued to look at Senquan's coffin.

I saw that my grandfather's eyes had been fixed on the pattern of the evil ghost on the coffin, his face was full of puzzlement, and he even stretched out his hand to touch the evil ghost on the coffin.

"Yikes!"

As soon as my right hand touched the demon on the coffin, it was as if something had stabbed me on my middle finger. There was a hole the size of a pinhole, and blood was constantly flowing out of the hole.

"Gao Tian, what's your name?" When my grandfather heard my scream, he looked around at me with a look of dissatisfaction.

After hearing my grandfather's words, I sucked the bleeding finger with my mouth and said, "I was just stabbed by a wooden thorn, otherwise I wouldn't have screamed!" As I spoke, I gave my grandfather a blood-soaked middle finger.

After seeing my middle finger, my grandfather also reached for the demon drawn on the coffin, but to my surprise, although my grandfather's hands kept stroking the coffin, his old man's hands did not break in the slightest.

Just when I was surprised, Zhang Hao came to the coffin with several young and strong young people.

After everyone turned over each other's politeness, they slowly opened the huge coffin lid.

"Squeak!"

With a shrill sound, several of us young people successfully removed the coffin lid from the coffin!

When several young people opened Zhang He's coffin, they all hurriedly stretched out their heads to see inside the coffin, but when several young people saw the scene inside the coffin, the two of them vomited on the spot.

The last young man didn't vomit, but I could tell from his pale face that he was sick inside.

And because of my grandfather's instructions before, I had to look at Zhang He, who was wearing a shroud and shriveled in the coffin.

As I looked closely, I was amazed to see how long the bruises were on Zhang He's face, and the long and slender scratches on his bare hands.

When my grandfather saw Zhang He's shriveled body, he frowned and looked even more puzzled, and his eyes quickly swept inside the coffin, as if he was looking for something.

It wasn't until Zhang Hao spoke again that my grandfather withdrew his gaze from staring at Zhang He's dead corpse!

"Uncle Gao, you have seen my father for the last time. If nothing else, I'll put the coffin on it? ”

"Xiaohao, close the coffin! I don't have anything else to do! After hearing Zhang Hao's words, my grandfather said in a sad voice.

After seeing that my grandfather was fine, Zhang Hao and the four of us were finally able to put the huge coffin monk.

Looking at the tightly fitting coffin, my grandfather sighed, and then asked Zhang Hao: "Xiaohao, what are your father's requirements before he dies, tell me!" ”

After Zhang Hao heard my grandfather's question, a look of ridicule appeared on his face and said: "Uncle Gao, I really don't know this, you go and ask Zhang Qijiao!" My father was alone in the house before he died! ”

After hearing Zhang Hao's words, my grandfather shook his head helplessly, and then walked quickly towards Zhang Qi, who was burning paper! (To be continued.) )