Qi Tiezui saw Zhang Qishan walking outside the station after speaking, and his heart was suddenly shocked. Holding a gong to startle the horse, the Zhang family put their fingers into the coffin hole, if there is a change in the coffin, it is often accompanied by corpse poison and invades the whole body, so the Zhang family often uses a pipa scissors to jam the hole before performing the stunt, the pipa scissors have a rope connected to the horse's reins, and a gong is placed behind the horse's ears for seven minutes. The horse drove the machine to retract the pipa scissors in an instant, and cut off the arm, which could save his life.

Holding the gong is a very important errand, if you make a mistake, or if you sound late, it is a big diaphragm, Zhang Qishan asked Qi Tiezui to hold the gong, which is a warning to him, let him think carefully about whether his judgment is correct. Don't take judgment lightly. Qi Tiezui calmed down suddenly. I realized that I had just said the wrong thing.

"Buddha, Buddha." He chased after him. Side by side with Zhang Qishan, he was emotional for a while, hoping that the Zhang family would use the kung fu of two-finger caving, but many of the familiar hands brought by the Zhang family from the Northeast have already died on the battlefield.

"Buddha, the eighth said the wrong thing, and put the Zhang family on the table without careful consideration in front of the brothers." Qi Tiezui said. Zhang Qishan turned his head and waved his arms a few times to his adjutant as he walked, and asked Qi Tiezui, "What?" Don't dare to hold a gong? ”

"The old bastard just relies on one mouth. Buddha, you tear it up, lest I say the wrong thing again. Qi Tiezui was secretly ashamed in his heart, so he had to admit his mistake.

Zhang Qishan stopped and looked at Qi Tiezui, his eyes were blazing, but there was no anger: "Eighth child, I want you to think about it carefully, what you are talking about is whether there is a family affair or not, if you are sixty percent sure, you will hold the gong, no matter what happens, no one in the Zhang family will blame you." ”

Qi Tiezui nodded: "Buddha, I can say those words, and it is indeed what I think in my heart, and every word has a basis." ”

Zhang Qishan turned around and continued to move forward, and said to the adjutant, "Did you hear the words of the eighth master?" Let's go home. Qi Tiezui followed behind: "Buddha, Buddha, but I'm nervous, what if I break out of my fart and startle my brother?" ”

Adjutant Zhang followed behind and was happy: "Eighth master, we are all war horses, we are not surprised by the sound of guns, we only listen to the sound of gongs and move, do you have such a big movement?" Then you don't need to hold a gong, just hold a fart, and I'll prepare sweet potatoes for you. ”

"You know what, maybe you'll be smoked away?" Qi Tiezui was ridiculed and depressed, and saw a group of people running over carrying various crowbars, hemp rope logs. I was amazed. At this time, the three of them had already passed through the waiting room and came to the road, where they saw that a military truck had turned over the back bucket, and the train station was surrounded by canvas curtains to prevent the onlookers from seeing.

"Buddha, I said that this coffin can't be moved, it can only be on the train, but your truck, do you mean to move back to the house? The stuff in here can't be moved. Qi Tiezui's cold sweat came down. Zhang Qishan came to the jeep, sighed, and patted Qi Tiezui: "Fortune teller, it's all on trains, what's wrong with taking the car, can you not be so superstitious." ”

"Don't be superstitious, don't be superstitious about what you asked me to do!" Qi Tiezui was pushed into the car, and he saw that Adjutant Zhang did not get into the car, but turned around and took off his coat. Walk towards the train station. Qi Tiezui pulled down the window and saw that the adjutant was untying the bandages on his palms. Before he could see what he wanted to do, the car had already started.

All the way were ordinary people who were ready to leave, the car drove very slowly, and when they arrived at Zhang Qishan's mansion, Qi Tiezui had already overdone it, and he had changed from extreme nervousness to a state of being unable to give up. After lunch, I drank a little wine to calm down. It wasn't until sunset that the coffin was transported to the courtyard.

The coffin was placed flat in the courtyard with rolling wood, and the curtains were immediately pulled up around it, and the gate of the courtyard was closed. Adjutant Zhang, who was sweating profusely, yelled at the guards to go up to the sentry post to strengthen the sentry post.

Qi Tiezui saw that there were several blood stains on the coffin, smeared along the cracks of the coffin, and he didn't know where it came from. Before the curtain was closed, you could see the sunset shining on the surface of the coffin mottled with cast iron, which looked particularly ugly.

The pipa scissors and gongs have long been prepared, and Zhang's mansion is where the garrison headquarters is located, and Zhang Qishan has been living here since he became the garrison officer to save the garrison. Qi Tiezui carried the gong and came to the side of the horse, very embarrassed. It was the first time he had seen the pipa scissors so closely, and he thought that the horse would have to run for a while to turn the blade, but in fact, as long as the horse ran forward, the clipper could be instantly stuck, and it was very sensitive.

"Horses, we work together seamlessly, and we work together happily." Qi Tiezui touched the horse's neck a little tremblingly, and the horse was restless, pulling the pipa scissors behind him to shake.

Qi Tiezui immediately let go and looked around, all the Zhang family's soldiers looked at him coldly. He finally regained his nerves. saw that a soldier of the Zhang family was already naked, smearing his left hand with soju. Zhang Qishan walked around the coffin a few times, as if he was estimating the size of the coffin inside.

After all the soldiers of the Zhang family were evenly smeared with soju, they jumped on top of the coffin, came to the coffin hole, and turned their heads to look at Qi Tiezui.

Qi Tiezui turned his back to him, his soldiers glanced at Zhang Qishan, and Adjutant Zhang stepped forward: "Eighth Master, it's the opposite, you have to watch." ”

"Oh, I look, I look." Only then did Qi Tiezui turn around and glance at his own soldiers. In my heart, this child is very young, estimated to be only sixteen or seventeen years old, and the Zhang family is really withered. If you don't give birth to twenty or thirty Buddhas, who will you pass on your kung fu to in the future?

Zhang Qishan went over and stretched out his hand, and the soldier stretched his head over and touched Zhang Qishan.

"Don't be afraid, be careful." Zhang Qishan said, and after finishing speaking, he sat down where the child was just sitting, and also took off his coat, exposed one arm, and poured the soju on it. Qi Tiezui knew that this was to tell everyone that if this kid failed, Zhang Qishan would take matters into his own hands. I couldn't help but blow up my scalp, and the sweat on my hands dripped onto the gong.

The child looked at Zhang Qishan, his eyes became very determined, he took a deep breath, and slowly put his hand into the hole above the coffin.