Zhang Yuan was still pulling the paper and chattering like Xianglin's sister-in-law. And I was standing by the door with the abbot. Gloating at the fight between the old man and the old lady.

After a while, maybe the three of them also felt that their legs and feet were not dexterous, and the fight was not enjoyable, or they were worried that the coffin in their hands would be profited by the fisherman. So, they all came up with the old age machine.

A few calls were made, and ten minutes later, three groups of people came, both men and women, young and old, who should be the family members of these three old people.

As soon as these people came up, they didn't talk much, and after reporting to each other's homes, they started a fight.

The old lady is alone, and the two old men are good brothers. The so-called brothers are like siblings, and women are like clothes. The old lady's family was beaten and fled by the other two families.

These people fled, but they were unwilling, and took out the phone and dialed a few numbers. Moments later, the sirens blared and the police came.

The two police officers who got out of the police car were also stunned when they saw the team of dozens of people. The handcuffs that were taken out were taken back again. Change from suppression to fu. Comfort everyone: "The villagers have something to discuss." Fighting hurts your body, what are you fighting for? "

The old lady pointed to the coffin and said, "I saw it first." "

The two old men said, "We got it first." "

The three of them quarreled again.

The two policemen began to make peace with the mud, advocating that the coffin be sold for cash, and then the three of them divided it equally. More than a dozen people quarreled and tossed for a long time, signing contracts and drawing charges, and finally got the two coffins away.

This big drama and the abbot and I watched were pleasing to the eye and amazed. I went back to the temple and had dinner, and slept peacefully.

I slept soundly this night, but Zhang Yuan kept muttering outside, feeling that he couldn't save his daughter, and woke me up two or three times.

Early the next morning, the abbot opened the temple door again to do business. Suddenly, he looked back at me and blinked, "Guess if there is a coffin today?" "

After the abbot said this, without waiting for me to answer, he strode out of the Great Holy Temple. After a few seconds, I heard him start yelling again.

I asked aloud, "What's wrong?" Someone put the coffin again? "

The abbot was so angry that his face was red and his neck was thick, and he returned to the temple and took a box of matches: "It's not a coffin, it's two wreaths." Left and right on both sides of the gate, I'm going to burn them. "

The abbot went out in a rage. Paper Zha Wu waved his hand and called me over: "Xu You, this situation is a little wrong, no one will send wreaths to the Dasheng Temple in a good manner." "

I asked warily, "What do you think is going on?" "

Paper Zha Wu shook his head: "I don't know what to say, but let's be careful, pay attention when we sleep at night, and call someone if there is any situation." "

I nervously nodded yes.

I don't know if it's because of Wu's words, or if there's really something abnormal. I slept very hard that night, tossing and turning, and I couldn't sleep.

In the middle of the night, I was dazed and dazed, and I heard a knock on the door outside, and then a very light footstep was walking slowly in the yard.

I could tell that this man was trying to hide his steps, but alas, I still heard them.

I was wondering who this person was. Suddenly, I noticed that this person seemed to be coming towards my house.

I was nervous, and I quickly closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep.

Near, closer. That's right, this man came to my door. Then, my door was gently pushed open.

I reached out and touched the mahogany sword under the bed, ready to jump up and stab at any moment.

I opened my eyes slightly, and saw a tall figure rushing towards my bed.

I jumped up from the bed with a grunt and reached out to stab the man in the throat.

Unexpectedly, before my sword could be pierced, the man fell to the ground with a thud, and shouted again and again: "It's me, it's me, I'm the abbot." "

When I heard the voice, it was the abbot. Hurriedly struck a match and wanted to light the lamp.

However, the abbot blew out the lamp.

I grabbed him by the collar: "What are you doing?" "

The abbot sighed: "Don't make a noise." If you can't light the lamp, you will miss the target if you light it. "

Seeing that he was speaking mysteriously, I asked, "What is the target?" "

The abbot sat on my bed in the dark and said confidently, "The night before yesterday, we threw the coffin away. As a result, the next morning, wreaths were laid. I thought for a long time that this man must have put those things out at night. "

I also sat on the bed: "Does this have anything to do with you touching my house at night?" "

The abbot touched his bald head: "I plan to go with you to wait for the rabbit and see which bastard is so lacking in virtue." "

I was a little weak-hearted: "I don't dare." Paper Zawu said that something was wrong with this matter. "

The abbot snorted in his mouth: "You have been messing with paper for so long, he hasn't learned the craft of paper people, but he has learned the characteristics of being timid as a mouse." "

I sighed: "If you want to go, you can go by yourself, anyway, I won't take half a step out of the Great Holy Temple." "

The abbot slapped his thigh: "In this way, how about the two of us standing at the door?" If someone puts a coffin in a circle, we can see it. "

I yawned, "In the middle of the night, what kind of sin is this?" "

But after all, I followed the abbot out of the house. Because I'm also curious about who has been wreaking havoc.

The nights at the turn of spring and summer were not cold, and a gust of night wind blew, and I sat at the gate, blowing the wind, feeling very comfortable.

And the abbot next to him kept muttering: "Who has been doing sabotage?" Near the Kannon Hall? Guandi Temple? Or the Land Temple? It's all possible. It's shameless for these people to fight for incense."

I listened to the abbot's whispering, and I was dazed, when suddenly the abbot pushed me and whispered in my ear, "Coming, coming." Take a look. "

When I opened my eyes, I saw a large black figure in the distance, slowly moving towards the Great Temple.

The night was hazy, and it was impossible to see what it was. I asked the abbot in amazement, "Can you see what it is?" "

The abbot is not like me who has been studying for so many years, and his eyesight is still very good. He glanced twice in that direction, then said suspiciously, "Like a tractor." "

I rubbed my eyes, it was a bit like a tractor indeed.

Suddenly, the abbot's voice began to tremble: "Xu You, let's go back." "

I was a little surprised: "What's wrong?" "

The abbot trembled and said, "This tractor has no sound." "

Hearing the abbot say this, I was also shocked: "That's right, why is there no sound from this tractor?" "

It is known that tractors burn diesel. Once you open it, it's earth-shattering. It can't be like now, quietly, without a single sound.

The abbot wants to go. But I grabbed him: "Abbot, there must be something wrong with this tractor." Hide it and keep it quiet, I'm going to see what's wrong with it. "

The tractor went very slowly. As the distance closes, I can see it clearly. On this tractor, there is a person sitting upright. His eyes were staring straight ahead, motionless, and for a moment, I even suspected that he was a paper man.

The tractor stopped quietly at the entrance of the Great Temple. Then, the man jumped out of the car. He took out a few paper figures and paper horses from the car body and placed them on both sides of the Great Holy Temple.

I looked at the silent tractors, and at the paper men and paper horses. I couldn't help but feel my scalp tingle: "What the hell? "

Originally, the abbot and I wanted to come out and arrest people. Now that the people have appeared, the two of us have no courage to show up.

The man took the paper man and the paper horse off the cart. He bowed to the temple gate. , and then counted with his fingers: "I sent two coffins the day before yesterday, and two wreaths yesterday." Today is a paper man and a paper horse. I'll send another trip tomorrow for paper money. Well, it's almost time for the two dead people in the temple to be buried. "

Hearing this, the abbot and I were sweating all over our bodies: "Two dead people in the temple? What do you mean? Who are the dead people? "

I looked at the abbot, and the abbot looked at me. We both saw distrust in each other's eyes.

The abbot hesitated and said, "Xu You, you believe me, I am a living person. "

I nodded: "I'm also alive." "

At this time, a thought suddenly occurred in my heart, and I pointed to the man: "Shall we follow him?" Let's see what he does and where he lives. If this tractor drives into the cemetery, then he is a ghost, and we will dig his grave. If you drive into the community, he is a human being, so let's beat him up and ask him what he means. "

The abbot nodded, and then stopped me again: "Xu You, have you forgotten?" Your master told you to be careful these two days, and don't go out of the temple gate if you don't have anything to do. "

I thought about it for a while, and took out two ghost-suppressing talismans from my arms: "Don't worry, we have this." Those ghosts don't dare to do anything to me. "

The abbot was overjoyed: "That's good." Here, give me one. "

Seeing the man sit back on the tractor, he drove forward silently.

The abbot and I cautiously followed him. Luckily, the tractor was slow and we could keep up.

The tractor did not open up to the city, but to the suburbs. And, the more you go, the more remote it becomes.

The two of us followed for a while, and noticed a large area of lights in front of us, like a village.

The abbot hesitated a little: "Xu You, shouldn't there be another coffin shop in front?" "

I shook my head: "No way, this is obviously not the village of the previous two days. Let's go over and see if there's anything wrong, and we'll be back right away. "

The abbot nodded.

As I got closer to the village, I heard a burst of music, with gongs and drums, erhu and trumpets. This voice is a bit like singing.

Sure enough, after walking a few more steps, I heard the sound of singing. Playing a long note, sometimes high-pitched, sometimes low-pitched in the night.

The abbot and I looked at each other: "Who is singing at night?" How can there be gongs and drums to cooperate? "