Chapter 327: The Yellow Skin Weeps for the Grave

Opening the coffin is actually a hard work, especially pulling out the coffin nails, without two strengths, you really can't get up the nails.

"Open the coffin and see the corpse of the descendants, I have been Mr. Yin and Yang for so many years, and it is the first time I heard that the coffin will be opened before the first seven days!"

I was still picking up the first nail when I heard someone from the onlookers on the side say something weird.

Needless to say, it's that Liu Banxian.

The onlookers also chimed in.

"Alright, stop arguing!"

Seeing that it was getting more and more chaotic, the village chief shouted loudly, which can be regarded as stopping the chaos.

After looking around, the village chief looked at the old Deng Tou and said, "Uncle, it stands to reason that I shouldn't be involved in your family's affairs, but the old man has just been buried for a few days, and the first seven have not yet arrived, so he opened the coffin like this, isn't it good?" ”

Speaking of this, the village chief paused for a moment, and then said: "Besides, my second uncle and third uncle haven't arrived, isn't it a bit hasty to open the coffin?" ”

"Yes, old Deng, don't be confused!"

"Boss Deng, you have to think clearly about the opening of the coffin, besides, do you agree with the second and third of your family?"

With the village chief at the beginning, all the onlookers followed suit.

Huang Feng looked indifferently at the villagers who were approaching, he didn't panic at all, he just glanced at Old Deng Tou coldly.

"Open the coffin!"

Old Deng Tou was a little panicked by Huang Feng, spit out two words in a dumb voice, and then said: "Don't persuade me, I am the boss of the Deng family, my family's grave, I am in charge!" ”

As soon as this tough statement came out, not only did not shut up the onlookers, but aroused their rebellious feelings, and the crowd was angry for a while.

"Look at the tree in the east, is there a yellow-skinned man crying for the grave!"

At this moment, someone in the crowd shouted and stretched out his hand to point to a tree more than ten meters behind the grave.

I looked up and forgot to look, there was a yellow skin on the tree.

The yellow-skinned man knelt on the branch of the tree, weeping and bowing to the grave.

"You can't open the coffin!"

"Yes, you can't open the coffin!"

Seeing this scene, these villagers exploded instantly, and two villagers even jumped into the grave and did something to me and Huang Feng.

I took one in one hand, one ring and one ring, and made two villagers a.

"The yellow skin weeps and the ghost goes up the tree, do you really think that this yellow skin will not let us open the coffin?" Huang Feng also opened his mouth coldly at the same time.

His voice was not loud, but it reverberated clearly in front of the grave, so that every villager could hear it clearly.

Hearing this, the villagers were shocked, looked at the yellow skin who was still crying and saluting on the tree, and then looked at Huang Feng, all of them had no idea.

"I said ugly things in front, it is very likely that the person buried in the coffin is not the old man of the Deng family, if the coffin is not opened today, the things inside the coffin will become the climate, I am afraid it will not be good for the whole village!" Huang Feng struck while the iron was hot, and did not give the villagers and Liu Banxian time to react, so he said again.

"You fart, don't be alarmist here!" Liu Banxian was the first to jump out and object.

However, this angry and depraved appearance made the villagers suspicious.

"Or just open it!"

Some villagers muttered quietly.

"Let's go, if there is a problem in the coffin, it's us who are unlucky!" Someone else said.

The subconscious meaning of this is that it is the Deng family who is unlucky to open the coffin anyway, there is no need to mix, in case there is a problem in the coffin, it will be solved.

All in all, Huang Feng's two sentences made the attitude of the villagers a big reversal, and even the village chief who took the initiative to express his disagreement with the opening of the coffin hesitated.

On the other side, in the face of the suspicious eyes of the villagers, Liu Banxian did not dare to say anything.

My focus was not on these villagers and Liu Banxian, and I noticed that the yellow-skinned man stopped crying or saluting, but showed a very human expression and looked at us.

If I'm not mistaken, the meaning of this yellow skin is simple: it is confused, in other words, it is completely different from what it expected.

To put it bluntly, it came to prevent the coffin from being opened.

I retracted my gaze and looked at the coffin in front of me thoughtfully, what is the secret in this, first the second white grandmother who came in the middle of the night last night, and then this yellow skin who sang and harmonized with Liu Banxian.

In less than a day's effort, two immortals came forward before and after.

At present, the death of the old man of the Deng family may be a conspiracy from beginning to end.