Thinking of this, Liu Siyong immediately became anxious: The coffin should be parked in the mourning hall at this moment, right?! If it is already buried in the earth, the air will be thin and disappear. But it also means that he will be buried soon!

Am I going to be dragged alive, just reborn, and being dragged alive?

At this moment, Liu Siyong didn't care about whether he was reborn and returned to his original body, he had to save himself first.

clenched his fists with great effort, and his hands began to pound the coffin board one by one; I wanted to kick my feet, but I didn't seem to be able to reach the bottom of the coffin...... Call for help! Liu Siyong tried hard to open his mouth, but found that his throat was so dry that there was no saliva, even if his vocal cords vibrate, he could only make an extremely faint sound, which was coherent and incoherent, just a single "ah...... Ah......h

Ark! System! It's not so tricky! Reborn, you really found me the body of a dead man! I don't know if he died of disease or starvation...... Well, it shouldn't be starving to death, and the master who can put it in a coffin and ask someone to summon a soul won't even be able to eat...... But he must have been dead for days, and there was no food left in his stomach...... Don't end up dying of old age, then I won't be alive for a few days even if I am reborn!

Liu Siyong was anxiously thinking about it, subconsciously, he no longer thought that he would be reborn in his original body!

But it is unrealistic to open this heavy coffin board by yourself at the moment. I can only let people outside know that I am not dead...... Liu Siyong's mind spun quickly.

"Madame, condolences. Brother An'er has been a morgue for three days, and it is not appropriate to put it down any more in this hot summer......"

A deep voice sounded outside the coffin, confirming Liu Siyong's previous thoughts. Although the tone of this voice is still different from the Mandarin he is familiar with, Liu Siyong, who has good hearing, can barely understand it!

The person who was called Madame did not respond, but the cry from the direction of his feet became heavier.

"Madame...... Hey......" The deep voice persuaded a few more words, but the other party just cried, and the man no longer persuaded, but directly commanded-

"Let's get out of the coffin!"

Coffin?! Doesn't that mean that Lao Tzu will be buried alive?!

Liu Siyong was completely anxious, and wanted to hit harder with his hands, but he couldn't do anything. Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he remembered something!

Ventriloquism, a skill he just acquired!

Ventriloquist is a traditional art form...... In addition to using vocal cord vibration friction and breath to convey volume, you can also use blowing, tongue rolling, and even teeth collision to make a sound! And through ventriloquist vocalization, it can be louder than ordinary shouting and talking!

Liu Siyong immediately dispatched the organs in his mouth, and it was precisely because of the high degree of body matching arranged by the system for him this time that Liu Siyong curled his tongue and puffed out his mouth without any obstacles! With the greatest strength of his body, he let out a whistle!

"Toot-"

Although the sound was not particularly loud, it was enough to penetrate the gap in the coffin that had not yet been nailed!

"Ahh With Liu Siyong's whistle, an exclamation suddenly came from outside the coffin!

"What for! Shouting and disturbing the mourning hall is a great disrespect to Brother An! The deep voice grew in volume, implying anger.

"Uncle Bai, just ...... In the coffin...... There is a sound! A distinctly childish voice trembled, about a teenager. Bacheng was about to carry the coffin, and he happened to be close to the coffin, and was frightened by Liu Siyong's whistle.

"Nonsense!" The man named Uncle Bai made a low and angry voice again, "It's you who are cowardly, don't be scary here!" ”

"Daddy...... I heard it too...... There was indeed a movement! Another slightly hoarse voice also sounded, as if it was a teenager who was still in the stage of changing his voice.

"Huh?"

The deep voice of the previous one was visibly stunned—the hoarse boy seemed to be his son, and the two teenagers near the coffin had said so, and it proved each other.

"Okay, hurry up and check it out and get me out!" Liu Siyong in the coffin was overjoyed when he heard it, but he didn't think about it, and the person named Uncle Bai still didn't believe it-

"Xu is that the two of you have stayed up for two days in a row, and you are tired, and you can hear it differently. Let's get out of the coffin! Be careful! ”

It seems that the resurrection of the dead is too unbelievable, not to mention that the mortuary has been suspended for three days, this is not called a corpse, it is called a haunting!

"I'll go, you believe in your son!" Liu Siyong in the coffin was angry, he had no choice, he could only muster up the rest of his strength, and came again-

"Toot!" The sound was more rapid, but it didn't last long.

"Daddy (Uncle Bai)! There really is a voice, and here it is again! At this moment, the two teenagers heard the movement again and said in unison.

There was a moment of silence outside, and then a weak female voice rang out, "Is it me?" Is it my son's voice? There was a palpable eagerness in his voice.

However, with this sound, Liu Siyong's heart in the coffin also rose suddenly, and immediately sank to the bottom - the female voice called the person in the coffin "son", obviously she is the identity of the mother. But for Liu Siyong, whose voice is particularly sensitive, his mother's voice can definitely be distinguished by listening! And this female voice is by no means a familiar and cordial voice!

To be born again is not to be born again in oneself!

Just when Liu Siyong was in a trance, the weak female voice had already approached the coffin, and asked eagerly: "Da Chun, Xiao Gui, did you really hear Brother An'er's voice just now?" ”

"Mrs. Hui, I did hear a whistle, it was indeed from An Ge'er's coffin, but I couldn't tell if it was An Ge'er's voice......" The young man in the voice change period thought for a while and replied.

But the owner of the weak female voice couldn't care about listening to the second half of the young man's words, and the hurried and flustered footsteps sounded, approaching the coffin directly, and then the female voice sounded again through the coffin, with eagerness and anticipation:

“…… Hello, is that you? ”

The voice was distinctly trembling with anticipation.

Liu Siyong in the coffin sighed secretly! However, although I have been prepared in my heart, it seems that the wood is already in the boat, and the situation of rebirth cannot be changed, and at the moment, it is imperative to get myself out of the predicament first.

His stomach was empty, he had no strength, and he couldn't blow the sharp whistle anymore, so he had to change to another ventriloquist sound, making a cough-like sound like "cough cough". The sound was a little weaker, but it was better to keep it coming out for a while.

Sure enough, this voice had already made many people outside the coffin listen to it clearly, and the deep male voice was the first to react!

"It's the sound of coughing, it's Brother An'er coughing!"

"Quick, open the coffin, open the coffin!" The originally weak female voice also screamed eagerly, and her voice rose a lot.

Suddenly, there was a rush outside the coffin, and it was obvious that there were only these few people in the mourning hall. The man named Uncle Bai first called for the helper outside the door, and then arranged to summon the doctor, and seemed to be a careful person.

Two teenagers named Da Chun and Xiao Gui directly collaborated to lift the lid of the coffin, starting from the soles of their feet, a faint light finally came through, and then the dark environment finally changed, and the coffin lid was directly pushed to the side.

Liu Siyong hurriedly closed his eyes, he knew that he had stayed in the dark for a long time, and the first sight of light was a great irritation to his eyes. Even if you really want to see the plot around you, you don't dare to risk hurting your eyes!

In the obvious movement, Liu Siyong felt that there was already a bright spot in front of him, and many people had gathered around him, calling out nonsense, some called "Young Master", some called "Brother An", and some called "My son".

Although some of these voices were eager, some were surprised, and some were delighted, they all had a strong sense of concern, and Liu Siyong listened to them all with a heartfelt that these people sincerely hoped that they could "live".

These are your own family members?

Liu Siyong, who had no strength, only had a clear brain, and he couldn't say anything he wanted to say, so he could only open his mouth hard. This can't help but make the onlookers in an uproar, and it can be seen that this "Brother An", who has been in mortuary for three days, is really alive!

"Shen Langzhong is here!" Several people were babbling about concern, and a voice was already sounding outside the door.

"Lang Zhong?" Liu Siyong noticed this non-modern title! Why, is he still reborn in ancient times? If it weren't for the fact that his eyes couldn't adjust to the light, he would have opened his eyes to see where he had been reborn!

Thinking in his heart, but in reality, he didn't have any way to interfere.

A series of hurried footsteps sounded, all the way from outside the gate of the mourning hall to the coffin, and then, one of Liu Siyong's "weak" hands was grabbed, and a little warm feeling came - Liu Siyong knew that someone was cutting his pulse.

After only touching it for a while, the hand left Liu Siyong's wrist, and an obviously old voice said: "Gongzi Dao'an has indeed returned to Yang!" ”

As soon as he finished saying this, there were a few cheers from Liu Siyong's side, and the gentle female voice who seemed to be his mother said again and again, "Heaven can see mercy...... But as soon as he couldn't say two words, the old voice immediately continued, saying:

"Although Dao'an's veins are obvious, they are still weak. For many days, there was no water in the valley, and its strength was gone. Everyone immediately helped to place the son on the soft couch, and then the maid turned a bowl of sugar water into a bowl of sugar water for Brother An'er to serve. After frying a pot of gruel, you can put a little astragalus to replenish qi! Dao'an's son is returning to Yang at first glance, and his physical weakness is not greatly supplemented, so he needs to slowly figure it ......"

The crepe words, coupled with a strong local accent, Rao is Liu Siyong's keen hearing, and it took a lot of effort to understand.

The gentle female voice on the side didn't have time to immerse herself in joy, and immediately said: "Mr. ordered, the concubine will do it herself!" Uncle Bai, I have to ask a few of you to settle down. ”

Liu Siyong only felt that he was helped out of the coffin by several pairs of rough hands and "gently", and then he was carried by a broad back and moved steadily.