01060505050505 When I was a child, Uncle Ling was the elder of the village, and he was highly respected. Words carry a lot of weight. Although the four descendants who carried the corpses were hired by Waitun, they didn't dare to say a word in front of Uncle Ling's powerful aura. Besides, if they really want to leave it alone, they have to estimate the consequences. Luo Dami was annoyed and angry, and the people in our village could peel them all alive.

The young man at the head cried with a sad face: "Just now, just now"

"What just now? Not just now! Hurry up, cross the bridge, get in the car, and you'll be fine! Uncle Ling said categorically.

The four men gritted their teeth and walked forward step by step carrying the corpse bed, their legs as if they had been filled with lead. Hanging his head, cold sweat dripping down. The team was already in chaos, and everyone inquired about what had just happened. Uncle Ling turned around and shouted: "Shut your stinky mouth!" Follow along! "

The people are old and majestic, and everyone does not speak. But I listened to it. It is said that someone just heard a sound on the corpse bed, and it was very strange, and it sounded like a fingernail scratching a wooden plank. No one dared to say anything, and they probably had a plan in their hearts, didn't the old man cheat the corpse?

Finally crossed the bridge, the funeral home specially sent a corpse transport vehicle, Jinbei bread modification, front and back parts, leaving a few rows of seats in the front, and the back was used to transport the body, and the space was huge. As an immediate family member, it is necessary to get on the corpse truck, and the eldest brother asked Xiaomi to sit in the co-pilot and beckoned me into the back door. As soon as the door closed, the light dimmed.

The back and front were separated by a piece of iron, and two benches were added, Luo Dami and I sat on the left side, Uncle Ling sat on the right side, and there was a corpse bed on the ground in the middle. Daddy lay quietly on it, with a white sheet covering his head and feet, lifeless, and the atmosphere was very strange, but there was no sign of a corpse at all.

The car started and the whole convoy headed for the funeral home.

Luo Dami looked at the corpse on the ground, he sighed softly, leaned on the carriage, took out a pack of cigarettes from his arms, and handed it to Uncle Ling. Uncle Ling waved his hand: "Bear with me, send the old man away, it's rude to smoke here." "

"What just happened?" I asked weakly.

Luo Dami frowned: "Listen to those rotten people chewing the root of their tongues, our father died in a bright and bright life, how can he cheat the corpse, nonsense." "

Uncle Ling sighed: "Now behind closed doors, there are no outsiders, I suspect that your father may really have a corpse." "

Luo Dami and I were stunned and watched him together. Uncle Ling squatted down and lifted the corner of the white sheet, revealing one of the old man's hands. By the light of the car, I could clearly see that the dead man's hands had turned blue, and the nails of the five fingers were a little long and slightly hooked, which looked particularly scary.

"Why didn't I let the body be put down at that time, because there are rules in the old age, if there is a corpse change during the burial, the coffin will be buried wherever the body falls, you don't want your father to be buried alive next to the river." Uncle Ling said.

Luo Dami trembled and said, "Why is this happening? "

"I have also encountered corpse transformations, all because of problems with the feng shui of the yin house. The strange thing is that your old man was not buried at all, but this phenomenon occurred after a few days of mortuary at home. Evil door, evil door. Uncle Ling rubbed his temples: "When you arrive at the crematorium, you can't delay, you will be cremated immediately and sent to the cemetery for burial. "

Luo Dami came up to him, took out a wad of money from his pocket and stuffed it into him, Uncle Ling's eyes widened: "What are you doing?" "

"This matter can't be spread out, the villagers, it's good to say it." Luo Dami Road.

Uncle Ling pushed his hand away with some irritability: "Don't worry, I'm such an old person, can I not count this little thing in my heart." Hurry up the money, and if I take it out, I'll scold my mother. "

Luo Dami sneered.

"However, rice, you have to ask someone with a high level of Taoism to take a good look at your Yang Mansion, there must be a problem, otherwise Lao Luo's corpse can't be like this."

Luo Dami sat back in his seat, a little absent-minded: "I know it in my heart." "

The car soon arrived at the funeral home, the staff here took over the stall, people do this work every day, it is professional, the old man's body was carried out, first to the No. 1 hall to have a short memorial service, and then everyone looked at the remains. Uncle Ling grabbed Luo Dami and whispered, "Can you save the latter item, hurry up." "

Luo Dami groaned: "No, the more you have to stabilize your god at this time, I don't believe it, the old man is cheating the corpse at this juncture!" "

Wait until the staff finishes reading the eulogy and begin to look at the remains. There were hundreds of people in the hall, lined up, and went out in a circle around the corpses one by one, and our family members thanked them at the door.

Uncle Ling looked at his watch, then at the old man's body, and sighed, it is really the emperor who is not in a hurry, and the eunuch is in a hurry. However, I admire Luo Dami, he has indeed experienced a lot over the years, and he treats people in an orderly manner, although he is anxious, his face is not exposed at all, and he is calm and measured.

Good guy, it's been a long time, I'm an insider, and I'm anxious, and I peek at the old man's body from time to time. Suddenly, I don't know if it's dazzling, the old man's fingers moved, and suddenly my heart rose to my throat, and then I looked closely, it seemed that it didn't move. At this time, Chen Pi came over and held my hand, squeezing his eyebrows: "Festival mourning changes." "

I didn't bother to talk to him, my eyes kept glancing at the old man's corpse. Chen Pi, this kid is clever, and he looked at me suspiciously, and I quickly grabbed him: "What are you looking at, go out quickly after shaking hands." "

At this moment, I clearly saw that one of the old man's hands was actually clenched into a fist and moved! I soaked out in a cold sweat and touched the eldest brother next to me: "Our father"

"Shut up!" Luo Dami was still calm, but his hands were already trembling, and I believe he could see it too.

Finally sent the last person out of the hall, Luo Dami and Uncle Ling rushed to the corpse together, Uncle Ling lifted the white sheet and looked at it, his face changed abruptly: "Quick, send it to cremation!" "

Uncle Ling has always been calm, I have never seen such a gaffe like now, I looked at my father's corpse, I didn't feel good in my heart, people are dead and still tossing like this, what will the old man think in the spirit of heaven. A few staff members came, Luo Dami stuffed money into each of them, and they trotted all the way to the cremation area with the corpse cart.

The stoves are all set in advance, and today is the first one. The cremation area is generally not allowed to enter, only immediate family members and staff. Luo Dami called me and Uncle Ling, and the three of us cooperated with the staff to carry the old man's body to the conveyor belt. The full-time corpse burning master also wanted us to kowtow three times and shout a few slogans, Luo Dami was finally anxious, and his head was full of sweat: "Master, a qiē from Jane, hurry up and open the furnace!" "

The corpse "creaked" into the furnace, and as soon as the furnace door closed, the button was pressed, only to hear the whirring sound inside and burn.

Luo Dami wiped his sweat and took out soft Chinese cigarettes one by one. The old master who burned the corpse took a cigarette in his mouth, and Meimei took a puff: "What's the matter, I'm in a hurry." "

As soon as the words fell, there was a sudden "bang" in the crematorium, which frightened him so much that he almost dropped his cigarette on the ground. Everyone was stunned and looked at the stove stupidly. Then there was a small crumbling sound from the stove, an indescribable sound similar to the fingernails scratching at an iron door. One of the people present counted one, and they were all scared and stupid. My scalp exploded, I lost the ability to think for a moment, and I just stared straight at the crematorium.

No one can tell what this sound is, but it feels like a paw scratching on the heart, itchy and scared, and the indescribable discomfort.

After a long time, the old master said, "You can't push the living in, do you?" "

Luo Dami laughed dryly: "What do you think, the hospital issued a death notice, and the body was kept at home for another three days, you said it was a living and dead person?" "

"I think I've heard of suspended animation in medicine." The old master said.

Luo Dami quietly took out two hundred yuan and quietly stuffed it into his hand. The old master spit out two puffs of smoke rings, and stuffed the money into his trouser pocket with his fingers, and then made a gesture and shouted loudly: "Your family is really grinding, hurry up and get it out, and the next stove is still waiting." "

After burning for a while, the master stopped the fire and slowly raised the door of the furnace. We watched intently, our hearts pounding, for fear that something unexpected would be in there. The conveyor belt sounded, and a large white ash was sent out, and the master took the urn and picked it up one by one with tongs.

Luo Dami and Uncle Ling breathed a long sigh of relief.

But I was very upset, so I found an opportunity to ask Luo Dami: "Big brother, will our father really fake his death?" "

"Shut your mouth, the hospital death certificate is still in my pocket, show you?" Luo Dami glared at me.

I was a little annoyed by his scolding: "What if my father is not dead?" Did we kill his old man in life? "

Luo Dami looked at me, and suddenly reached out and slapped me with a big mouth, I really didn't expect him to do it, half of my face was suddenly swollen, my ears were buzzing, and tears were rolling in my eyes. Years to the craftsman.

"That's the end of it, don't talk about it anymore." He said with a gloomy face.

"Big brother, are you hiding something from us?" My blood was surging and my chest was heaving violently.

Luo Dami didn't say a word, and strode out with the urn in his hand.

Uncle Ling next to him walked over and whispered, "San'er, your brother is bitter, no one understands, don't blame him." San'er, let me just ask, do you believe me? "

I burst into tears: "Uncle, I definitely believe you." "

"San'er, your father is indeed not a fake death, I just saw his corpse, his nails are extended, and his fangs are born, this is a sign of corpse transformation, I can only burn it quickly, there is no other way. Suffice it to say, this corpse is no longer your father, your father has passed away, and you have a clear distinction between the concept of body and soul. "

I nodded, remembering that I had a bell, where the hell did this kid die, he wanted me to have a backbone.