I looked at Xue Qian, and Xue Qian looked at Mr. Lu again. The two of us asked in unison, "Are we on the wrong track?" ”

Mr. Lu looked at the coffin in the courtyard and said, "Did you make a mistake?" Didn't go in and take a look. How do you know if you're on the wrong track? ”

I pointed to the coffins and said, "Who would live in a place like this?" Aren't you panicked? ”

Mr. Lu said: "If the tattoo artist is a master. Maybe you actually live here. Masters always have some quirks. Then he looked back at me twice and said with a smile: "Master Zhao, don't you also live in a shabby place like an empty house?" ”

I waved my hand and said, "If you look for someone, look for it, don't take me to make fun of me." ”

The three of us had already walked into the courtyard. On both sides were coffins one by one, and there were no gaps, except for a narrow path in the middle of the courtyard. The road leads to the door.

We walked along the path to the door of the house, looked inside, and were stunned: there was still a coffin inside the house.

Xue Qian couldn't help but exclaim, "What's the situation?" We're not going to go to the coffin, are we? ”

Mr. Lu shook his head and said, "Even if it's a coffin shop, you can't put a coffin like this." ”

We took a look inside the house. The coffin was found, and there was nothing else.

The three of us walked out of the inside in confusion, just in time to see villagers passing by outside.

Mr. Lu hurriedly stopped him and asked, "Does the tattoo master live here?" ”

The man replied lightly, "Yes." "And then don't wait for us to ask questions. And so it goes.

Xue Qian said with some frustration: "The people here are dishonest." Didn't it say that the tattoo artist was sleeping inside? He also said that there were so many beds that he couldn't find anyone. There was no bed in it, only a pile of coffins. ”

My heart moved, and I said, "Those beds, do you mean coffins?" ”

Xue Qian was puzzled: "No, the tattoo master sleeps in the coffin?" Is he alive or dead? ”

Mr. Lu said: "A living person can also sleep in a coffin. Believe it or not? After the coffin board was closed, the coffin was very quiet inside, and any earthly troubles were blocked out. I was able to fall asleep quickly, and after waking up. Refreshed. He paused and said, "It seems that when the villagers say about the bed, they are referring to the coffin here." He was sleeping in a coffin, and of course we couldn't find him. ”

Xue Qian asked, "What should I do then?" Just wait until it gets dark? ”

Mr. Lu sighed and squatted down on the side of the road: "I can only wait." Are we going to rush in and open the coffins one by one for autopsy? ”

The three of us walked around the village, found a kiosk, bought something to eat, and then sat in front of the tattoo artist's house and waited.

I leaned against the wall, my back against the earthen wall, and I felt warm. It was comfortable, I sighed and said, "I'm getting more and more fond of it." Bask in the sun against the base of the wall. This kind of good life is really reluctant. ”

Xue Qian also sighed: "I also like this feeling." I wish I had stayed here for the rest of my life and been exposed to the sun. ”

Mr. Lui is the oldest of us, but now he is much more energetic than the two of us. He smiled and asked, "Do you know why the old man likes to bask in the sun?" ”

I shook my head and said, "Why?" ”

"Because they feel like their time is running out," Mr. Lu said. That's why I cherish this feeling of comfort. ”

Xue Qian snorted: "Your time is running out." ”

The two of us started smashing him with clods of dirt. Mr. Lu laughed and ran away. And Xue Qian and I don't even have the heart to chase after him.

I squinted and asked, "Old Xue, what do you say this kid is doing with so many coffins in the yard?" If the corpse rots, won't he stink? ”

Xue Qian didn't answer me, I opened my eyes and saw that he was already asleep.

I sighed and felt a wave of sleepiness hit me. So in the sun, I also fell asleep.

When I was falling asleep, I suddenly heard Mr. Lu whispering in my ear: "Wake up, wake up, there's movement inside." ”

I opened my eyes and saw a sky full of stars. By this time it was already dark. A night breeze blew, and I shivered with cold.

I wrapped my clothes tightly and said, "What's going on?" Did the tattoo artist wake up? ”

Xue Qian was lying on the door, looking inside. I walked up to him and pressed my face against him.

I saw a lot of incense and candles in the courtyard, and there was an old man who was squatting in front of the coffin and burning paper.

I asked, "Where did this old man come from?" ”

Xue Qian said: "Got out of the coffin." It scared the hell out of me, and I thought I had cheated the corpse. ”

I nodded, thinking to myself: he was sleeping in a coffin.

The old man's movements were very quick, and it could be seen that he often did this kind of work. After a while, candles were lit in front of all the coffins, and paper money was also given.

I looked back at Mr. Lu and asked in a low voice, "Do we want to go in now?" ”

Mr. Lu shook his head: "This old man is very evil. Let's wait and see. Look what he's up to. ”

The old man had finished burning the paper, and he stood up and began to pat the coffin with his hands, muttering as he patted it. After a while, he stopped in front of a coffin. Then he pushed the lid of the coffin hard.

Half of the old man's body poked into the coffin. Then he hugged the dead man inside.

I saw the dead man wrapped in a white cloth like a mummy. The old man struggled to drag the body out and let him lie on the lid of the coffin. Then untie the white cloth on it one by one.

I was nervous looking at it from the outside, and I always thought it was weird.

The white cloth on the dead man was untied, revealing a miserable white back. This corpse should have been smeared with some kind of potion, a normal corpse is not this color.

The old man set the oil lamp aside, and then took out a steel needle. He stabbed the dead man in the back, and as he stabbed it, he slowly chanted: "Pierce you with a piece of gold, and there will be a mountain of gold in the next life." Don't worry about eating and drinking, and be rich for a lifetime. ”

Xue Qian turned around, looked at the two of us, and said with a very bad face: "This old guy is specially making tattoos for the dead." ”

When I saw Xue Qian's appearance, I couldn't help but want to laugh: "Dead and alive, all are people, let's come to him to ask something, what are you afraid of?" ”

As we spoke, we heard the old man open the coffin again. The procedure is the same as before, while he got a tattoo, he muttered in his mouth: "Tattoo a military general for you, and you will have the courage in the next life." Immediately with a horizontal sword, charging into battle, and no longer afraid of being bullied......"

The old man was lying on the back of the corpse with a tattoo, and suddenly, the corpse moved. The old man was startled and held a candle to shine on the corpse's face. Immediately, with a pop, the candle was blown out. Longitudinal clamp joints.

The old man's face turned pale and he exclaimed, "It's broken." ”

Then he went to his pockets to dig something out. But by this time it was too late, and the corpse turned around and put his hand on both of his shoulders. Then you open your mouth to bite down.

Mr. Lu shouted, "It's not good, it's a corpse." ”

Then he kicked open the door and rushed in.

The corpse's mouth was no more than five centimeters from the old man's neck. Mr. Lu stretched out a finger and slammed it on the corpse's chin. The corpse's mouth immediately closed.

Mr. Lui then pointed his hand to the corpse's throat and pressed it.

The old man shouted, "Don't, don't break the corpse. ”

Mr. Lu gave him a strange look, then raised his palm upwards and held the corpse's chin tightly.

The old man finally freed his hand, took out a bottle from his coat pocket, stretched out two fingers, dipped it in the bottle, and then wiped it on the corpse's face.

Immediately, a blood-red mark appeared on the corpse's face, and then it fell to the ground.

Mr. Lu looked at the bottle in the old man's hand and asked, "Cinnabar?" ”

The old man nodded and said, "These corpses are my guests, and I have no way to deal with them. ”

Mr. Lu looked at Xue Qian and me, and said, "If a person who has just died is contaminated with people's yang energy, it is possible to cheat the corpse. The quickest way was to destroy his throat and disperse that breath of yang energy. Or use cinnabar, and hold him down. ”

I nodded and said, "Understood, understood." ”

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