Chapter 280: The Ink Line Seals the Coffin
In my opinion, 10,000 yuan is almost an astronomical amount in this poor country.
Sure enough, Changqing looked at me, his eyes widened, and he showed a surprised expression.
"Ten thousand?"
I nodded, looking at him with interest.
No, what happened next, it was my turn to be surprised.
After Changqing was briefly surprised, he actually showed joy on his face, raised his hand and stretched out a slap, and said, "As long as you can break this matter, I will give you 50,000!" ”
What?
What does this guy do for a living?
Open your mouth and give 50,000!
It doesn't look like he's joking.
Alas, I would have asked him for 100,000 if I had known.
If you don't be ruthless, you can't do it, the ancients don't deceive me.
"Sir, do you think so?"
This damn immortal evergreen suddenly came to such a sentence again.
Helpless, helpless, I dug a pit and buried myself.
"Cheng Cheng Cheng, why can't this be done, let's go quickly."
At this point, I can only agree.
When Changsheng saw that I agreed, his face immediately became happy, and he quickly got up from the ground, led a large group of us out of the door, and walked towards his house in a mighty way.
On the way, Xu Yuanzhi asked Changqing: "Tell me, what's going on with your father?" Since you didn't invite Mr., how did you deal with the disaster? ”
Changqing said as he walked: "Last night, the dog ......"
As soon as the word "dog" came out, the sunspot stopped doing it, grinned widely, and bared his fangs and "wooed" at Changqing, which directly frightened him to skip that paragraph.
"After we lost the coffin and ran home, it was already past two o'clock in the morning, and my brother and my brother, who were kneeling in front of my father's spirit, saw me go back in a panic and asked me what had happened. I told the story out of breath, and my brother's face changed dramatically when he heard it, and he was going to run out to get the paper coffin back. But when he found it, he found that not only the coffin was broken, but even the talisman inside was gone. ”
"After my brother came back dejectedly, there was a sudden strange sound in my father's mourning hall."
"It wasn't loud, it creaked, like someone was grinding their teeth."
My brother slammed his spirit, held his breath, tilted his head and listened for a while, and said with a pale face that the voice came from my father's coffin.
"My brother also listened for a while, stared at the coffin in horror, and stumbled that he heard it too."
But as soon as he finished saying this, another sound suddenly came from inside the coffin, this time it was much louder, as if someone was scratching the coffin board with his fingernails inside, very clear and terrifying.
"The three of us were so stunned that we didn't dare to move. It took me a long time before I remembered the old adage that 'a coffin falls'. I made up my mind and told them that my father was in trouble, and I had to find a way quickly. ”
"The old man who committed a serious crime here can't seal the coffin without the first seven days, but in the current situation, it can't be sealed without the coffin. So my brother and I found nails in the coffin and nailed the coffin to death, and my brother went out to find him in a hurry. ”
"But after the coffin was nailed, it was still very fierce, and the whole coffin was shaking, as if my father could come out at any time. Running out of ideas, we came up with another local method, which was to use the carpenter's ink fountain to play black lines on the coffin. ”
"The old people all said that the ink fountain line warded off evil spirits, and after we played my father's coffin with the ink line, my father really made a fuss. My brother and I trembled until dawn, when there was no sound in the coffin. At that time, my brother hadn't come back yet. ”
"I don't worry about my brother, I left my brother alone to keep the spirit, I went to find someone, and finally ...... In the end, they were found, but it was my brother's body. My brother knelt on the way to find his husband, his eyes wide with rage, and his expression looked ahead with a frightened expression, and he died. ”
"Looking at my brother's corpse, I was so frightened that I ran directly to my husband's house and begged him to break the matter, but I looked for several gentlemen in a row, and they refused to help me. After I lifted my brother's ass back, the more I thought about it, the more angry I became, thinking that it was all caused by the destruction of the paper coffin and the removal of the yellow talisman, so I found a few people and ......"
Changqing consciously closed his mouth when he said this, and we all understood the reason for the matter.
After walking for a while, Changqing pointed to a house not far away and said to us, "Here we are, that's my house." ”
Instead, he said to the fellow villagers around him: "Folks, you all go back first, thank you for today's business, and when you are done with this, I will invite you to drink." ”
However, his words didn't seem to have much effect, and the villagers were reluctant to leave, and clearly wanted to follow along to watch the excitement.
"I said folks, this disaster is not a good thing, in case Changqing's father comes out of the coffin, it will be the big guy who suffers......"
Xu Yuanzhi even frightened and flickered, saying that the villagers were scared, so they went home with their own things.
I looked in the direction of Changqing's finger and saw that the house he was pointing to was just an ordinary house, but outside the courtyard gate, there were two very nice cars parked, one of which was still Mercedes.
I was stunned for a moment, then grabbed the old man who was about to leave, and asked quietly, "Uncle, what kind of business does this family have?" ”
"These three brothers are all heads and faces on the outside. The eldest Changrong, the one who died last night, works in the city government, and there are many powerful people who usually stammer. The second eldest is evergreen, and he is engaged in tourism in the city, and among the three brothers, he earns a lot of money. The eldest and second usually don't go back to the village much, but this time he came back because his father was sick and died. The third child opened a pig farm in the village, and he has made a lot of money in the past few years......"
After the old man finished speaking, he left, leaving me standing there looking at the Mercedes-Benz in a daze, thinking about the scene when I asked Changqing for 10,000 yuan before, it really made me cry and laugh.
Xu Yuanzhi had already entered the door at this time, and I hurriedly followed.
The furnishings in this house are quite simple, and it can be seen that Changqing's father should be at home alone on weekdays.
I entered the house again, and saw that in the middle of the hall, there was a large black coffin, the two ends of the coffin were carved with cloud patterns, and the coffin was painted with twenty-four filial pieties.
This coffin alone, at a glance, you can see that it is a large amount of money, and it must be carefully made by a skilled carpenter.
It's just that the coffin is faintly full of ink lines.
The carpenter's ink fountain is a thing that can make ghosts feel frightened, and the line that pops out of the ink fountain is always straight, and it is the most righteous thing in the world, and all evil is most afraid of this good, that is, as the saying goes, evil does not prevail over good.
The ink line encloses the house, the ghosts do not invade, the ink line is around the wrist, and the ghost does not go up, and the ink line seals the coffin, which is equivalent to transforming the coffin into a cage.
The ghosts and souls in this cage will be imprisoned inside, and those who are a little shallower will never be able to come out.