Chapter 213: Movement in the Coffin

"Ahh

A terrible scream frightened the wheat of the mourning service singing group outside, which howled from time to time, and the intermittent singing stopped, at this moment, the whole village was quiet, and even the wind stopped.

I was a little creepy by this scene, and hurriedly kicked Yan Ruofei, who was sleeping peacefully, to cover her mouth tightly, blocking it in front of the posthumous photos that had become torn apart, and pretending that nothing had happened.

Although Yan Ruofei was very puzzled and a little angry, he looked at me with a solemn look, didn't say anything, gave me a look to see, and sat down beside me obediently, silent, docile like a black cat.

I swept over the so-so photo that I had pieced together, but suddenly remembered the creepy smile, and before I could take a closer look, I reflexively withdrew my gaze.

At this time, no matter how much I wanted to sleep, no matter how vague my thinking was, I felt that things were a little unusual, this is a populated village, and today is still Wang Xuedong's mother's funeral, how can it be so quiet?

I took out my phone and looked at the time, it was past twelve o'clock, but at this time, it was the time when the weasel came to steal chickens and touch dogs, and the kitten went up the tree to parkour, how could it be so quiet?

The people of the mountains feel quiet only because they go to bed early.

As soon as I thought of the cat, I remembered the culprit who had led me to make a mistake, and I looked at the beams again, and met the eyes that glowed with a ghostly light and were as big as a pair of brass bells.

At first glance, I thought it was an owl, and even though I knew it was the cat, it still startled me: "Go-"

I yelled at the black cat, who somehow was not afraid of me, jumped off the beam, and gracefully stumbled on the coffin lid a few times, and then ran out of the door.

Oops,.

I stood up, picked up the stone that smashed the photo, and was about to throw it at the black cat that was running around, when there was a rush of footsteps at the door, Yan Ruofei glared at me fiercely, pulled my clothes, and pulled me back to the ground.

At this time, a person with a microphone appeared at the door, and it turned out to be the lead singer of the funeral service.

He came in and looked at us, asked what had just happened, and after we had fooled us, he brought us some drinks, told us to keep a good vigil, and beckoned his band to find a place to sleep.

At this time, the empty mourning hall was really only me and Yan Ruofei left.

We stared at the small eyes with big eyes, and we were stunned for a long time, and Yan Ruofei's eyelids slowly drooped again.

I was very upset when I saw that she was going to fall asleep, and I shook her shoulder.

"There's something wrong with you, you hurry up and find a place to sleep for a while, set the alarm clock, get up early tomorrow, watch the funeral, take the money and go home, why are you so dedicated, are you stupid."

Yan Ruofei's words made me speechless

Just as her eyelids were about to droop for the second time, I suddenly remembered the broken and torn photo, the smiling photo......

I looked back at the picture with a little numbness, looking at the shriveled lips like two sheets of tissue paper, and I felt very uncomfortable, I always felt that she was looking at me motionlessly.

So I shook Yan Ruofei awake again, pointed to the photo and said, "Don't sleep, I saw this old lady smiling just now, I have to think about what's going on." ”

"You have to be afraid of a dead person, why are you still here to be a Taoist priest, as if you have never seen a dead person, the ghost baby is not a dead person, Wang Di Wang Di is not a dead person, if I and my master are like you, we would have starved to death a long time ago."

Yan Ruofei showed the words disdain very vividly, and after finishing speaking, he ignored me, directly wrapped the quilt around his body, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

When I think about it, it's the same reason, no matter so much, the sky is falling, let's get some sleep first.

In less than five minutes, Yan Ruofei fell asleep, letting out bursts of earth-shattering snoring.

Although I am very tired, but my senses are very keen, I can't sleep when I am woken up by her in a daze, specially, you are a woman, why don't you know a little lady, I pushed her a few times, but I don't know if she is asleep or what, no matter how she screams, she can't wake up.

I couldn't sleep anyway, so I stood up and looked at the freshly sealed coffin, after all, it was the first time I had collected someone's body.

The coffin was trampled on by the black cat that jumped off the beam, there were plum blossom-shaped black footprints everywhere, anyway, there was nothing to do when I was idle, it was better to take care of him, I found a clean rag, and kept wiping it back and forth on the coffin, after a long time, when I was full of fever and lay down with small beads of sweat when I returned to Yan Ruofei's side, her snoring was also a lot smaller, I was also tired, I closed my eyes and began to sleep.

Bang bang bang...... Bang bang bang......

I don't know how long I slept, a knock on the door crackled in my ears, I reached out and took the mobile phone from the side, and squinted at the time stimulated by the sudden bright light, it was only three o'clock, and I was about to be buried?

Damn, you're going to be reincarnated, I stood up scolding, and I was about to open the door.

As soon as I walked to the door, my body stiffened all of a sudden......

This is a mourning hall, and there are only two curtains that can barely be counted as a door, so who would be like a fool and knock on the door when entering the mourning hall?

Can......

Where did that knock come from?

An inexplicable doubt arose in my heart, and when I turned my head to look at the voice, my heart almost popped out of my throat.

The knock on the door was actually coming from the coffin behind me......

I don't know when, there was a gust of wind in the mourning hall, and the two cloth curtains at the door continued to sway with the blowing of the yin wind, I shivered, gasped, and my eyes drifted, and I met the photo that I was torn apart, under the illumination of the light, I couldn't see clearly, I could only see that the shriveled face was constantly looming, it seemed to ......

I quickly looked away and shifted my gaze back to the coffin, could it be ......

Corpse ...... Right?

The word corpse suddenly appeared in my mind, and for a moment this situation made me a little helpless, so I could only swallow my saliva and look at the shaking coffin.

Bang bang bang...... Bang bang bang......

The movement in the coffin is getting louder......