Yang Hao's group of people stood in front of the coffin, intending to carry the coffin out of the funeral.

The coffin was placed on two cedar trees more than 10 meters long and thick with telephone poles, and then tied tightly with cables made of cow grass, so that the mourners carried the two cedar trees instead of carrying the coffin directly.

The position of carrying the mourners is also particular, that is, the front four of the coffin, the four behind, and the rest of the people are arranged on both sides of the coffin to carry the coffin.

The four people in front of the coffin are Yang Hao, Shopee, Heng Qi, and Xie Ke. The four people in the back are farmers, Lao Shen, Liu Yong, and Tian Xiaobing. Helping on both sides of the coffin were Wu Xiaowen, Xiao Ziang, Datou and Huang Ranran.

With the voice of the Taoist priest: "Rise the coffin!" The firecrackers crackled, the sound of crying, the sound of cymbals, gongs and drums, and the sound of suona playing, Yang Hao and others also shouted and lifted the coffin.

Originally, one person was about a hundred catties, and two or three people could easily lift it, but if it was a thin skin coffin made of light wood, the person and the coffin together would only be two hundred catties, and four people could easily lift it. But if it is a coffin made of wet and heavy cedar wood, the weight of the person and the coffin together will exceed several hundred catties, and it is the most basic equipment for eight people to carry it. But some coffins often weigh thousands of pounds, and at this time eight people can't lift them at all, and ten or more people must carry them. In the countryside around Shuangta Town, the custom of carrying the coffin together is popular, and the scene is quite spectacular. The dozens of people carrying the coffin do not include those who are waiting for rotation. There are often several groups of people in rotation, and each group walks a few tens of meters at most, and then changes to another group of people to carry it.

Such a coffin is often carried by hundreds or even more people, which is very lively and spectacular. The process of carrying the coffin was naturally quite easy.

The coffin carried by Yang Hao and others is only medium in terms of weight, but it also has seven or eight hundred catties, and Yang Hao has no problem lifting the coffin for the twelve people, but it is a little difficult to carry it for a long distance.

Therefore, after walking dozens of meters, everyone was already exhausted and out of breath. Seeing this, Liu Lianqing and other girls also stepped forward to help lift both sides of the coffin. Although the strength of girls is not as good as that of men, they also have seventy or eighty pounds of strength, so four girls are also equivalent to the strength of three men. In this way, this coffin is equivalent to fifteen or six people to carry it, although it is still very difficult, but compared with just now, it is still a lot easier.

This coffin is really laborious work, especially when I think that there is a dead person lying in the coffin that exudes the smell of corpses, no matter who it is, it will feel a little dirty, and the girl is so disgusted that she is about to vomit. And if it weren't for the car accident caused by Huang Pao yesterday, how could everyone come to do this dirty work? Therefore, everyone hated Huang Paoran. Everyone scolded Huang Ran in their hearts.

Huang ran to help in the right rear of the coffin, he also knew that his success this time was insufficient, and the failure was more than enough to drag down, and everyone was also a little ashamed in their hearts, so they carried the coffin extra hard, and naturally did not dare to reply to everyone's curses and resentment.

At first they walked along the road, then they left it, then they passed a stone bridge over the stream, and then followed a ridge path more than a foot wide up the hill. When I was walking on the wide road just now, we didn't feel anything difficult to walk, just a pain in my shoulder. Now walking on this foot-wide ridge, not only is the weight of thousands of pounds pressed on the upper shoulders, but even you have to be careful when walking. Because the road is narrow, I can't go fast, so I can only move forward slowly and step by step.

And if you walk slowly, the pressure on your shoulders will increase, so everyone is a little distressed, and they just want to finish this distance quickly and send the dead ghost to the cemetery.

Shopee gritted his teeth and cheered everyone on: "Everyone hold on, there are still five hundred meters to go at most!"

Everyone sighed and said, "Ouch, we can't lift it anymore, how many more five hundred meters are there......"

But he said that Huang ran ran, because he knew that he had done something wrong, and he had affected his brothers and sisters, and he felt guilty in his heart, and he worked very hard to carry the coffin.

At this moment, he also used the voice of a male duck to cheer everyone up: "Come on, everyone, don't slip ......"

However, before he could finish his words, he stepped on a piece of wet mud on the edge of the ridge, and immediately slid into the rice field below the ridge with a "swish" - this wet mud was more slippery than ice. And once a person slides out, the speed is quite fast, and there is no way to control it, even if you want to control it in your head, it is not up to you at all.

Therefore, when everyone reacted, Huang Paopao had already rolled into a mud monkey in the rice field, not only his clothes, but also his head and face were covered in mud, and he couldn't see his true face.

As soon as Huang Ran ran had an accident, the rest of the people panicked, and several people slid off the ridge, but not as bad as Huang Ran Ran, and at the same time, Yang Hao, Shopee, farmers and others all shouted in unison "Hold steady", and all of them finally didn't throw the coffin on their shoulders.

This scene also frightened the villagers who watched the excitement, and the family members and relatives of the deceased, a total of 10 or 20 people, flocked up to help carry the coffin and prevent it from rolling to the ground. Otherwise, it will frighten the spirits of the dead, and it will be unbearable.

The family members of the deceased did not dare to let Yang Hao and them carry the coffin alone, but stepped forward to carry the coffin together. Then the dozens of people carried the coffin in the chaos and continued to walk towards the cemetery.

As for Huang Ranran, who rolled into a mud monkey, no one cared about him at all. Yang Hao and the others had a coffin on their shoulders, and they didn't have time to be distracted to watch Huang Ranran, thinking that if he fell like this, there shouldn't be a big problem. What's more, he probably deserved to fall this time. It is good that the family of the deceased does not hold him accountable.

Ten minutes later, the coffin was finally carried to the cemetery, a public cemetery where people from several nearby villages were buried when they died. Therefore, there are countless tombs buried here, and there are about thousands of steamed bun-shaped graves made of loess on the entire hillside. Some of the tombs are also quite luxurious, and a kind of gap between the rich and the poor can also be seen from the luxury of the tombs.

In the center of the cemetery, there is a newly excavated grave pit, two meters deep, two meters long, and one meter two wide, just enough to accommodate a coffin. At this moment, the coffin is placed next to the grave, the two cedar trees on the coffin have been removed, and the ox grass cable that was originally tied to the cedar tree has been wrapped around the coffin, led by eight big men, just wait for the Taoist priest to finish reciting the burial scripture, and the coffin can be hung into the grave to be filled.

Yang Hao and the others haven't left yet, and they want to wait for the funeral ceremony before leaving. After all, the scene of the burial of the dead is not seen all the time. However, they are also tired and want to breathe a sigh of relief before leaving.

At this time, the Taoist priest invited by the family of the deceased finally finished reciting the funeral scriptures, and the prayer ceremony ended. In the crackling sound of firecrackers, the person presiding over the burial waved his big hand, and the eight big men immediately let out a shout and slowly lowered the coffin into the tomb.

However, at this moment, Yang Hao suddenly jumped up from the ground, rushed to the edge of the tomb like lightning, and shouted at everyone: "Stop, there is a living person in the coffin!"

Yang Hao's shout was tantamount to a shock, and all the people stayed there, as if they had been struck by lightning.

The eight big men holding the rope naturally stopped hoisting the coffin into the tomb, and those villagers, including the family members of the deceased, rushed to Yang Hao after being stunned for a while, and surrounded Yang Hao heavily, and the voices of various questions resounded through Yang Hao's eardrums: "Boy, did you take the wrong medicine? Did you run out of some mental hospital? What kind of heart did you obstruct the souls of the dead?"

"Guys, he's not mentally ill, what he said may be true!" Shopee suddenly dragged into the group, and shouted to everyone out of breath.

"He's not mentally ill, then you're mentally ill!" the angry roars of the crowd immediately drowned Shopee again.

Yang Hao suddenly snatched a bird gun from a villager's hand - this bird gun was used in the funeral ceremony, and it was filled with gunpowder and iron sand at the moment. There is no real salute in the village, and it is usually replaced by the chirping of birds.

At that moment, Yang Hao turned his mouth to the sky and pulled the trigger fiercely: "Bah-"

A thunderclap exploded above everyone's heads, and the noise suddenly drowned out all the noise, and the crowd fell silent.

I saw Yang Hao pointing to the coffin and shouting with all his might: "Please listen to the sound in the coffin!"

Everyone's attention immediately shifted to the coffin.

I only heard a burst of knocking sounds from the coffin, as if something was desperately knocking on the coffin wall, and what was even more creepy was that there seemed to be a faint shout of someone in the coffin.

"Liu Lao is full of corpses, it's terrible!" Everyone looked at each other, only to feel that their chests were "booming", and some women and children were screaming and crying in fright. It seems that such a thing has never happened in this village before!

Liu Laoman is naturally the name of the dead man in the coffin. Could it be that this Liu Laoman has really changed his corpse? How is this possible?

At this moment, not to mention the monks and Taoists who claimed to have "Taoism" invited by Liu Laoman's family, even the oldest and most prestigious old man in the village frowned.

Liu Laoman's wife seemed to have woken up from the panic, only to see her numb, her hands on her waist, and shouted at the coffin: "Liu Laoman, you are a fashionable goods, don't you come to scare the villagers, okay? Otherwise, I will ask the mage to burn you with a fire!"

Liu Laoman's wife probably wouldn't scold her man like this, but once Liu Laoman has a corpse change, he will not be her man, and she can kill her relatives in righteousness!

The knocking sound in the coffin became louder and louder, and the shouts in the coffin became louder and louder, as if a terrible ghost wanted to rush out of the coffin.