He Lingjiang followed their gaze and saw that there were only a few people in the funeral procession.

The current young man should be the relatives of the deceased, dressed in plain linen, with a sad face, followed by a few who should be neighborhood friends, and only a hemp rope is tied around his waist.

In the middle of the team, there was a paulownia coffin, which looked quite heavy, but only two people carried the huge coffin one after the other.

The two big men had cold faces, big shoulders and round waists, and were dressed in indigo shirts with hemp ropes tied around their waists.

Although he carried the heavy coffin, his feet were very stable.

There was a crowd of people standing at the side of the stall, and one of them wondered: "Which family is this family buried in the funeral?" ”

"According to our custom here, the coffin is carried by eight people, and only the dying drooping child uses two people. I think this coffin, when it is the size of an adult, how can there be only two people carrying the coffin? ”

"You don't even know that." One of them followed the funeral procession to see the excitement, and then followed all the way, "This is the old carpenter Jiang from the north of our Le'an City." ”

"Ah...... It was actually Jiang carpenter......" passers-by sighed in their hearts.

This Jiang carpenter is a well-known craftsman in Le'an City.

His carpenter's skills can be described as perfect, and the furniture he makes is also novel and chic, so there are many people who ask him to do carpentry work.

Even if Carpenter Jiang has a lot of work on hand and doesn't have time for the time being, the big guy would rather wait in line for him than look for the carpenter next to him.

Even he, some time ago, because his daughter was getting married and wanted a dowry, he went to Jiang Carpenter's place to customize a set of dressers for his daughter.

"Why did Carpenter Jiang go like this?"

Although he is close to the sixtieth birthday, he is not deaf and blind, and he is born with good strength, he looks much younger and healthier than ordinary old men, and he has never heard of any disease before, why did he go so suddenly?

"Who knows?" The man shook his head.

A few days ago, his grandson Jiang Feng, who had been dependent on Jiang Carpenter, came home from the academy, but as soon as he entered the house, he found his grandfather lying on the ground unconscious.

He was startled and hurriedly stepped forward, only to find that Carpenter Jiang was out of breath.

Jiang Feng couldn't help crying, and the neighbors rushed over when they heard the movement, only then did they know that Carpenter Jiang had passed away.

Although the carpenter Jiang went suddenly, the deceased had passed away, and Jiang Feng, as his only relative, still had to press down his grief and bury him with the help of his neighbors.

Now that the weather is warm, according to local customs, the spirit is only suspended for three days, and the funeral is held today.

Who knows, when it was time for the funeral, something strange happened, the eight coffin bearers couldn't lift his coffin, as if it weighed a thousand pounds, and he couldn't move half an inch.

The eight coffin bearers are also veterans of carrying coffins, and they have seen a lot of the world.

But they have carried the coffin for many years, but they have never encountered such a situation.

Several people looked at each other, and they all felt that this matter was quite unlucky, and as soon as they gave up their hands at Jiang Feng, they quit the errand and left without looking back.

The onlookers also couldn't help but beat drums.

Just when Jiang Feng was at a loss, two big men walked out of the crowd, arched their hands at Jiang Feng, and then easily lifted the coffin, and strode out of the house.

This is someone carrying the coffin!

Jiang Feng didn't care so much, so he beckoned the neighbors who helped with the funeral and followed, and the funeral team set off smoothly.

The passer-by on the side heard him say so much, and he was amazed in his heart, and he couldn't imagine that there was such a strange thing at the funeral of this Jiang carpenter.

He Lingjiang, who was sitting behind the stall, couldn't help but squint his eyes when he heard the words.

She stood up, walked to the front of the stall, and whispered to the stall owner: "Boss, borrow your glutinous rice for use." ”

The stall owner didn't know why, but when he cooked the porridge in the morning, he did have some glutinous rice left over and took it out from under the wooden plank.

"Thank you." He Lingjiang nodded in thanks, then reached out and grabbed a handful of glutinous rice, avoiding the crowd and hoisting towards the funeral procession that was coming this way.

The glutinous rice with white flowers instantly dispersed, and then rolled down at the feet of the funeral procession.

The current person couldn't help but stop.

When people buried the coffin, they would sprinkle glutinous rice under the coffin to ward off evil spirits and prevent the corpse from mutating.

However, now that the coffin has not yet been buried, and the soul of the deceased is undecided, glutinous rice has been sprinkled on the road, which is very disrespectful.

Jiang couldn't help but sink on the cover, although he was a scholar, he was silent and confused, but he was also unhappy about this behavior that obviously broke the customs.

The stall owner was also shocked, how could he have thought that this little lady borrowed glutinous rice, and she was going to throw it into the funeral procession, but she didn't want to collide with the deceased?

Seeing that the person in front of the funeral procession stopped and looked this way, he suddenly wanted to squat down the stall.

Jiang Feng just wanted to step forward, but there was a commotion in the team.

As soon as he turned around, he saw that the two big men who were carrying the coffin did not stop at their feet, and went straight past his mourners, and continued to move forward with wind under his feet.

I didn't look at the glutinous rice scattered across the road.

Jiang Feng frowned fiercely and called loudly: "Stop, two of you!" ”

However, the shouts of the two big men behind them were unheard, and their feet were a little faster, but in the blink of an eye, they walked a few feet past the breakfast stall.

Jiang Feng found that the two were wrong, and they encountered an accident on the way out of the funeral, how could these two coffin bearers ignore the wishes of the deceased's relatives and insist on carrying the coffin forward?

He caught up and stretched out his arms in front of the two: "Stop, two!" ”

But the big man carrying the coffin in front of him still had a cold face, his expression was waveless, and he slammed Jiang Feng without blinking an eye and continued to go forward.

Poor Jiang Feng, a weak scholar, was knocked to the ground by him and fell to the ground.

Are these two people trying to snatch their grandfather's body?

Jiang Cover's complexion changed greatly, and he couldn't care about the pain in his body, so he quickly got up from the ground, grabbed the thigh of the coffin bearer behind him, and didn't let them go again.

However, that big man was sturdy, and a scholar like him could pull it.

I saw that I only heard the sound of "stabbing", and the big man's shirt was torn out by him, revealing the thighs inside.

Jiang Feng, who was holding his thighs, couldn't help but be stunned, the complexion of this leg was heavy, and there were textures under a closer look, just like the glazed old wood, where should a person look like.

He only felt that this thigh diaphragm was tight, but he thought it was a piece of wood!

If this man is equipped with a wooden leg, how can he carry the heavy coffin and still walk like a fly?

Before he could understand, he heard an exclamation from the crowd on the side of the road, and when he looked up, he saw a kitchen knife whirling towards him.

Under the sun, the swirling knife surface folded out a cold light.

His eyes couldn't help narrowing, and then he heard a "rub" sound, and the crowd suddenly exclaimed: "Murder!" ”

Killed?

But he didn't feel any pain.

Jiang Feng looked up blankly, and saw that the kitchen knife was being stuck in the coffin bearer's back in a daze.

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