Thinking of the car, I thought of Wong Tai Sin's women's motorcycle, so I asked, "Did you return Wong Tai Sin's car to him?" ”

"It's back, I met him halfway to the hospital, he took the car away, and then I went to the hospital to find you, and you took me back to the village, and didn't say a word to me along the way." Ma Jialiang said.

I was even more blind when he said this, according to Ma Jialiang, Wong Tai Sin didn't go to the hospital at all!

That...... Who was Wong Tai Sin who jumped off my car body in the hospital?

There were two more mes just now, and now there are two more Wong Tai Sin?

What the hell is going on with this TM?

"Brother Chun, are you okay?" Ma Jialiang saw that my face was different, so he asked me.

"Oh, no, it's okay, I haven't had much rest these days." I shook my head, not daring to tell Ma Jialiang about this. First, if he lied, it would be absolutely unwise to expose him at this time. If he hadn't lied, he wouldn't have believed it if he did.

"Damn!" I scolded secretly, feeling that my psychology was a little dark, and I even began to doubt it when I was a child playing with my children.

"Oh yes, let me tell you, Hong Qingsheng's wife closed her eyes, and this time it's finally fine." At this time, Ma Jialiang said to me with a smile, with a relaxed face, and he was also scared of the events of that day.

I was stunned and asked what was going on.

"Over there, the one in the leather coat, the timber boss of our village, he recited a scripture that he didn't know anything, and then wiped his hand, Hong Qingsheng's wife closed her eyes, much more reliable than Wong Tai Sin." Ma Jialiang said, and said angrily at the end: "I think Wong Tai Sin is a fake goods, and his ability is not good, which makes our villagers panic." ”

I looked in the direction he pointed, and sure enough, I found a middle-aged man in a leather coat, with a Chinese character face, who looked very cold, and was sitting in the upper guest seat at the moment, accompanied by the village chief Ma Yongde and several village elders.

He seemed to be aware of it, and he also turned his head to look at me, and I instinctively turned my head, and somehow, his gaze made me feel faintly empty, just like the feeling of being found by the teacher when I was copying homework in school.

I wondered in my heart, in those years of studying in college, all kinds of people had seen it, and I had never felt this way, what am I vain? They didn't owe him money, nor did they steal anything from him.

But after Ma Jialiang said this, I really have a little impression of this person.

Hongcun is located deep in the mountains, there is nothing else here, the timber resources are still very good, and there is a state-run forest farm in the county. This person has a timber warehouse in our village, and occasionally asks people from the village to help cut or transport timber, and it is also a good place for people in the village to earn extra money in their spare time.

Strangely enough, this man occasionally appeared in the village for the first time, and each time he wore a leather coat, and no one knew his name, many people in the village called him the leather coat boss, or fashionably called the leather coat shopper.

When I was a child, I saw him a few times when he was playing in his lumber warehouse, he was a very cold person, rarely spoken, sometimes he came alone, and occasionally he would take a driver and drive a pickup truck.

I never expected that this leather-clothed customer, who had been in the village for many years but was a stranger, was actually proficient in white affairs, and even Wong Tai Sin couldn't handle it, and he took care of it.

Anyway, Hong Qingsheng's wife closed her eyes, this is a good thing, and finally there is no need to ask Wong Tai Sin anymore, and when the burial is over, maybe these messy things will be gone.

"By the way, Hong Qingsheng's mother-in-law will be buried at noon." Ma Jialiang said to me.

"So fast?"

I was amazed, according to the funeral rules here, the deceased will not be buried until the day after death, and the coffin will be stopped for three days before being buried.

Hong Qingsheng's wife closed her eyes in the morning, that is, today is considered to be officially buried, and Wong Tai Sin's before was not counted, because she didn't close her eyes.

Just buried in the funeral, Hongcun has never had this rule.

Ma Jialiang nodded and said, "Yes, it was Boss Pi who said that Hong Qingsheng's mother-in-law was ominous when she died, and she should be buried as soon as possible." ”

I nodded, and I couldn't say anything, since he had the ability to make Hong Qingsheng's wife close her eyes, then it was right to listen to him.

While we were talking, the village chief Ma Yongde came over and said to me, "Xiaochun, when you carry the coffin into the mountain later, you will take the lead." ”

I swallowed my saliva, instinctively wanted to refuse, I was really afraid, I didn't want to have anything to do with Hong Qingsheng's family anymore, if it wasn't for Ma Jialiang today, I wouldn't be going to come here, but I didn't expect to come this time, and I was arrested.

Raising a white flag is to guide the soul of the dead, walking in front of the coffin. As the old saying goes: If the white flag is moved, the living will avoid it.

This matter is so tight that most people are reluctant to do it.

But before I could speak, Ma Yongde said again: "This is what Boss Pi personally explained, you should take care of it more, and Jialiang will go with you." ”

As soon as I heard that, my heart started beating drums.

The leathercoat wants me to go?

After Ma Yongde finished speaking, he turned around and left, I opened my mouth, I didn't say the words of refusal, first, I really don't know how to refuse, what I have encountered in the past few days is too bizarre, even nonsense, no one believes it at all.

The second is that I don't believe in evil in my heart, no matter what, I haven't offended Hong Qingsheng's family, and I have also worked hard to save his children, and I have completely offended Gao Mingchang.

Send the Buddha to the west, I will guide you to bury, it is another merit, if it is really as Wong Tai Sin said, I am worried about something in the village, and that thing is the soul of Hong Qingsheng's wife, it is time to let me go.

No matter what you do, you have to tell right and wrong, right?

If you want to find an enemy, go to Gao Mingchang.

In short, for various reasons, I still went on this trip.

Hong Qingsheng's wife nailed the coffin on time at ten o'clock, using the kind of thumb-thick coffin nails, I heard Ma Jialiang say that it was brought by a leather coater, and the coffin was also tied with three horizontal and two vertical ink threads, and I don't know what role it plays, I have never seen this done in previous funerals.

The coffin was raised on time at eleven o'clock, and the coffin was carried by the eight immortals, and Ma Jialiang and I, as well as the two descendants of the Chen family, walked in front with white flags.

Since Hong Qingsheng's family has no relatives, Hong Qingsheng and Hong Xiaoyun are not mentally normal, so the funeral procession seems a little thin, and there are only twenty or thirty people in total. The leather-clad man also came, walking at the back of the line, grim and expressionless.

I'm a little strange, although this leather-clothed guest has a lot of intersections with the village, but I have never seen him have even a little bit of enthusiasm and kindness to the people in that village, why is he not only in charge of the affairs of the Hong family, but also personally sent the coffin?

Was he purely well-intentioned, or was there something else?

I thought about it, and I couldn't help but shake my head, I have experienced more strange things during this time, and I have become more and more suspicious.

Hong Qingsheng's wife's cemetery is selected in the back mountain, there is a mountain road three or four miles away from the village, and there is a section of the road in the middle to pass through a hanging road near the water, which is not easy to walk. The front is very stable, the eight immortals are all professional households composed of several villages, also known as coffin bearers, the foot strength has nothing to say, and the experience is also very experienced.

But just as I was about to reach the cliff road near the water, an accident appeared.

The originally clear sky actually darkened at a speed visible to the naked eye, obviously the rhythm of an approaching storm.

Such weather changes are also common in summer and Japan, but at this time, many people's faces have changed, especially Chen Jiutong, the head of the Eight Immortals, his face suddenly became solemn, and he whispered to me: "Xiaochun, speed up your pace." ”

Chen Jiutong is also a native of Hongcun, making coffins and helping people carry coffins for a living, and the coffin of Hong Qingsheng's wife was built by him, and he is a craftsman.

"Okay, Uncle Jiu." I nodded, and saw that his face was solemn, and my heart hung in the air.

Although Chen Jiutong doesn't know how to do things, and the coffin bearer is a hard job, but these people carry more coffins, so they are naturally well-informed.

I quickened my pace, followed closely, and the entire funeral procession suddenly increased nearly twice the speed, and those eight immortals were worthy of eating this line of food, walking on the undulating mountain road like walking on the ground, and did not fall at all.

Walking and walking to the waterfront of the road, this road on the right side of the mountain, the left side of the river, the gap between the road and the river is several meters, the road surface is not too wide, only enough for the eight immortals to carry the coffin will pass, a careless left side of the four eight immortals may be squeezed into the raging river.

At this point, the team had to slow down again.

At this time, Ma Jialiang's voice suddenly came faintly from behind me: "Wait a minute, something will happen, don't go to help." ”

"What?"

My heart twitched fiercely, and I looked back at Ma Jialiang inexplicably, and now what I am most afraid of hearing is the word 'accident'.

"What?" Ma Jialiang looked confused and said, "What's wrong?" ”

I glared at him and whispered to him, "What did you just say, what don't you help?" ”

"Me?" Ma Jialiang was inexplicable and said, "I...... I didn't say anything. ”

"You didn't say anything?" I just felt a tingling on my scalp, Ma Jialiang didn't say anything, so who said that sentence just now?

"Sure?!" I checked again.

Ma Jialiang looked innocent, shook his head and said, "I really didn't speak just now." ”

I swallowed a mouthful of saliva and sighed in my heart, something is going to happen!

Ma Jialiang has not been good at lying since he was a child, and the way he spoke just now didn't look like he was lying.

I wanted to ask again, but was interrupted by Chen Jiutong, and his tone was quite serious: "Xiaochun, Jialiang, you two are optimistic about the road, don't mumble nonsense." ”

I didn't dare to speak, and looked ahead, but I had only walked a few steps when I heard an exclamation from behind: "Be careful! ”

"Steady!"

I shuddered, and looked back again, but I saw that the coffin was crooked, and the person on the left among the eight immortals was actually half-kneeling on the ground.

"Hurry up!" Chen Jiutong snorted.

"No, Brother Jiujiu, the coffin has become sinking." One of the Eight Immortals.

"Suddenly heavier!"

"It's still getting worse, and I can't stand it anymore!"

"Think of a way!"

"Something is wrong with this coffin!"

The Eight Immortals were in a state of confusion, and the coffin was shaky, and it looked like it was about to fall to the ground crookedly.

"Hold on, you must not let the coffin fall to the ground!" Chen Jiutong's face changed greatly.

"I can't stand it!"

"How can it be so heavy?"

“……”

The coffin was tilting more and more, and it looked like it was about to fall into the river.

"Quick, come over and help, carry the left!" Chen Jiutong was sweating profusely and hurriedly beckoned someone to come over to help.

I didn't say a word, I put the white flag into the soil and ran over, on the left side of the coffin, Ma Jialiang, as well as the two descendants of the Chen family and a few men behind it.

Everyone worked hard, but a strange thing happened, no matter how hard we tried, the coffin was uneven, and it was still tilting, as if a mountain was pressed on it.

There are still four eight immortals on the right side of the coffin, and it is easy to carry it, but there are more than a dozen people on the left side of the coffin, but they can't carry it!

Such a trick made the people present anxious and afraid.

The coffin has not yet arrived at the cemetery, but the coffin is a taboo for funerals, according to the rules of funeral, the coffin can only fall once after the coffin is lifted, and the coffin is absolutely not allowed to fall halfway, otherwise something will happen.

But what shocked us was that the strength from the shoulders was still increasing, and the straining under the feet was getting stronger and stronger, and it seemed that we were about to lose it.

"It's a ghost coffin!" There were eight immortals screaming in terror.

"What should I do?" Many of them turned white.

I'm scared and suffocated, ghost coffin?

Doesn't that mean that there are ghosts on the lid of the coffin on our shoulders?

The thought of this makes my legs start to go limp.

"Hold on!"

At this moment, the leather-clad man came up from behind, and saw him holding a bowl of half-cooked rice upside down on the ground, kneeling on the ground three times, and inserting three unlit incense sticks next to the rice, and said in his mouth:

"The dragon king of all the mountain gods, today's new soul passes through the treasure land, before borrowing the road, there are many offenses, a bowl of grains is not a tribute, and afterwards the blood of the three animals will be offered, please raise your noble hand!"

After saying that, he took out another white wax and lit it, and stood in front of the rice, and at this time there was not a trace of wind, and the candle flickered a few times, burning steadily.

As the candle lit, I felt the weight on my shoulders suddenly lighten, and the coffin was flattened at once.

"Whew!"

"Luckily!"

"Almost."

“……”

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, but before everyone could catch their breath, the candle suddenly went out without warning and turned into a puff of green smoke.

"Ghost blows the lamp!"

Chen Jiutong's face suddenly lost its blood.

The leather-clad man's hand also shook violently.

My scalp exploded, and before I could react, the coffin was crooked, and the coffin led me into the river.

……