My name is Ye Fei, and I was adopted by a homeless man when I was a child. I've been living in the village head! The godfather didn't have much of a craft, so he was wandering around until he was 20 years old.

When he was 20 years old, the good people of the village partnered to build a village. It is used to shelter the homeless corpses. lest their spirits wreak havoc in the village. Later, when he saw that he was pitiful, he let him guard in Yizhuang. It is said that I was also picked up by him at the head of the village that year.

This year, I am 16 years old. I'm afraid my godfather never thought that this Yizhuang would be demolished this year. What he didn't expect was that before Yizhuang was demolished, the last corpse docked here turned out to be him.

It all started 10 days ago.

It was drizzling outside that day, and the godfather had been missing for three days. In the past three days, I have turned over all the large and small places in the village. But no trace of him was found.

Just as I was having lunch, there was a scream at the entrance of the village. It was Widow Chen's voice. Widow Chen is more famous in Shili and Eight Towns because she is a Kefu life. I have been married to three husbands, but none of them can live for more than half a year.

Widow Chen can be regarded as the godfather's concubine. It's also half of my godmother. The people of the village were afraid of her life, so they all stayed away. But he got close to my godfather. Always help each other out or something. The two of them came and went like this, and they hooked up together, but the godfather did not marry Widow Chen until he died.

Godfather once said that he has been a bachelor all his life, and it is already good to be able to find a woman to try it. Besides, he did not dare to marry a widow of Kefu's life.

Widow Chen's screams attracted half the village. She was found near a dry well at the head of the village. The whole person is already crazy, and he can't say a complete sentence. Beside her lay a snakeskin bag, which weighed about three pounds.

The closure had been opened, and it was densely packed with cooked pieces of meat, more than 300 pieces in total.

This incident completely alarmed the people in the village, and later, the village set up a corpse search team. The same six bags containing broken corpses were found in the ridges of the village, in the Longhe River, in the back mountains, etc.

Later, someone deliberately called it! Each of these corpses weighed about eight cents, and the weight was almost impeccable! A total of 2,165 pieces of meat were contained in seven body bags.

The patchwork alone took eight days. Later, a flawless godfather's corpse was cobbled together! It's as if a broken doll has been put back together. Not even a fingernail is missing.

The National Police Agency has been here many times, but there has been no convincing result. And because the impact of the case was relatively bad, in order not to cause panic, it was not filed in the end. In the end, it's over!

The godfather is kind and kind, and he has always been conscientious in Yizhuang. Those unclaimed corpses were eventually pulled by the godfather to the back mountain and buried.

Yizhuang's life is quite poor, and his godfather has never had any complaints, and his favorite thing is to sit at the door of Yizhuang and smoke dry cigarettes. So I don't know who he can offend!

Tomorrow is the day of his burial, and I put his favorite cigarette stick in the coffin. knelt there and kowtowed three times generously: "Godfather, don't worry, I will definitely give you an explanation for this matter!" ”

At this time, a man came outside.

This man is the coffin master of the village. The so-called coffin master is actually the one who leads the coffin. The names are different in various places, the coffin is just the name of our neighborhood, there are also those called Fuling, and some places also call it the Eight Immortals!

His surname is Wu, and his big name is Wu Bajin. It is said that he weighed eight pounds when he was born, which is why he fell into this name. Later, he learned the craft of the coffin master, and then he was responsible for sending people on the last journey. Gradually, he became famous, and the people nearby were all called the eighth master.

"Eighth Master, are you here?" I stood up and asked politely.

The eighth master didn't answer, came to the front of the coffin, and took a closer look. Then he looked up and asked me, "How's the preparation going?" ”

"I'm ready, I'm going to take you on a trip!" I nodded and said respectfully.

The eighth master nodded, walked around the coffin, and then gently knocked twice on the coffin with his hand. Then he said: "I have crossed the road myself, and it is no big problem. But this coffin has to be changed! ”

I was stunned and raised my head to look at the eighth master. A little confused: "Change the coffin at this time?" It's too late, right? It's going to be sealed soon, and it's going to be buried tomorrow! ”

"Nothing! Apply a layer of paint to the outside and change the posture of the corpse! The eighth master looked at me: "Hurry up, you can do it before tonight." ”

I'm a little strange, the coffin is custom-made, and the painting is also red paint, and the people in the village are buried, and the coffin is nothing more than two colors, one is red and the other is black.

However, the eighth master's next words made me a little surprised.

He said, "This coffin should be painted gray!" In addition, the outside of the ash coffin must be wrapped in a white cloth.

The most bizarre thing is that the eighth master proposed to turn the godfather's body over, that is, let the body lie there. Only then will he be willing to take on this job!

I don't know what to say about it, but I still agreed. After all, there is no other coffin in the village. It's too late to look for it temporarily.

Hurriedly looking for a craftsman who painted the coffin, the coffin was painted with a layer of gray lacquer. The whole coffin looked very weird at this time.

And the eighth master also sat there and watched until the gray paint was finished. He breathed a sigh of relief, and after the two of us turned the body over, he instructed me: When the gray paint is dry, we must wrap it in a white cloth and carry the coffin again tomorrow.

I don't know why, but in order to bury my godfather. I had to follow its requirements and wrap the whole coffin tightly around with filial piety cloth.

I was relieved when it was done.

The next morning, I woke up about four watches.

The sky outside was a little cloudy, and I looked at the coffin, but found something strange. The strip of white cloth seemed to be arched and somewhat raised. I stepped forward and touched it, and I was wondering.

Suddenly, I heard three gongs outside.

The official gong sounds, and the coffin arrives! This is also the rule in the village. I watched the eighth master come from afar, holding a long stick in his hand. It looks like it's all green, it should be some years old! I have also seen the eighth master carrying the coffin before, and this stick has always followed him.

This coffin is naturally not good for one person. So, behind the eighth master, there are still eight people!

Although I said that I didn't know in detail, my godfather told me a little bit. The business of carrying the coffin seems to be about one disciple and four servants! I really don't know exactly what kind of method it is.

Eleven go out, go to the grave at noon!

At eleven o'clock, the green stick in the eighth master's hand waved suddenly. The four men hurriedly stepped forward, pointed sticks on the coffin, and lifted the gray coffin violently with a black knot.

"Let's go!" With the sound of the eighth master. The four men carried the coffin and walked out.

At first, it was fine, but as soon as they got up the mountain road, the faces of the four people gradually became solemn. It looks a bit struggling!

Those who carry the coffin eat strength rice. Don't say that such a little road, even if it is a day of walking with a coffin! It should also be atmospheric.

"What's wrong?" The eighth master also sensed that something was wrong.

"Eighth master, this coffin is getting heavier and heavier." The man in front said with a pale face.

The eighth master patted him on the shoulder: "The cemetery is in front, keep insisting!" ”

However, this sentence has just been finished. As soon as the man took off his shoulder, the coffin fell directly to the ground.

The eighth master was quick with his eyes, and one hand suddenly dragged the coffin.

"Big brother, I know you have grievances and thoughts in your heart!" The eighth master gently clasped the coffin three times with one hand, and spat out in his mouth: "I have heard some about you, and I am not easy to mix with this matter." But Ye Fei, you can rest assured, this kid is smart, I can help you take care of it, and by the way, let him learn some of the crafts of the coffin master. But if you get out of the coffin now, there's no going back! ”