On the road, an aunt turned on the battery and came over, looked at the wind and was unreasonable without a helmet and carrying people, and made a move:

"There's a traffic police officer up ahead."

Particularly chic and passed by them.

The heroes of the city do not need to stand in the light.

The wind was unreasonable and tacitly understood, and also followed a twist of the front of the car to detour.

Wang Xilou said that he should go to get a motorcycle driver's license, and recently created a lot of traffic police checks, and she got a D license on the first day of the last test.

Feng unreasonably said that he had also taken a D photo.

Wang Xilou was confused: "When did you take the test?" Why doesn't Master know? ”

He didn't dare to say anything.

The destination of their trip was a small rural village, very remote, and the name of the village was Laoniu Village.

Feng Wuli drove more than 60 kilometers of road, the first half was still in the city, and the second half had entered the cement road in the countryside, and unconsciously appeared at the foot of the mountain.

The rain had stopped, but the sun would not come out.

The houses here are all residential buildings at a distance, and the new-style rural single-family brick houses and century-old tile houses alternate, the trees are also old, the houses are also old, and the ancestral hall has a history of hundreds of years.

Telephone poles and wooden poles, and stone steps covered with moss, narrow enough to reach the wall with your arms outstretched.

The trees on the side of the road were full of flowers, and the concrete floor was full of corpses of flowers.

Weeds in the fields that no one repairs grow taller than people.

Navigation is not easy to find the way into the village.

Feng asked an old lady who was sheltering from the rain under the eaves of the old house how to get to the old cow village.

The old lady's face was full of wrinkles and old spots, she glanced at Feng unreasonably, didn't speak, and showed him the way.

"Thank you, Grandma."

The battery passed by the old man's house.

When he was far away, the old lady turned her head slowly.

The old man was densely patched, her loose skin hung on her face, and her eyes were also hollow, staring at the back of the young man in the distance.

How do you know, but the girl in the back seat of the other party's car looked back at her.

The eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling met her gaze from afar, obviously a delicate woman, but it made people feel cold.

Wang Xi smiled contemptuously, retracted his gaze, and his face was pressed back to the back of the baby apprentice.

Oops, this laundry detergent smells so good.

The country road is not easy to drive, the wind is unreasonably crooked, and Wang Xilou scolded her for a while, saying that it is better to love her.

Before entering the village, you can hear the desolate and sharp suona crying and complaining from a distance, and the aftermath is lingering, and when the suona pauses for a while, it is a gong and drum noise.

Speaking of the south, there are different winds for ten miles, different customs for hundreds of miles, and funeral culture is also very different everywhere.

At this time, many of the village's cousins sat in the shed, wearing white scarves on their heads, chattering about homely things, and when they saw Feng Wuli's unknown face, they took a few more looks.

There was a goddess who was alone on the side, and when the wind came unreasonably, she went out in the rain to pick it up.

At a glance, she saw that Feng Wuli was wearing a company uniform.

"The company sent you two." The goddess's name is Song Sangu, a young woman in her twenties, who is too young, and should belong to the relevant people of the people.

The woman's face was bruised and swollen.

"I'm understaffed, I'm just a temporary worker." He showed his identity as a temporary worker.

Song Sangu wanted to speak and stopped.

Feng Wuli ignored her reaction: "Did you report it?" ”

"It's me."

"Let's talk about it."

“…… The old lady of the Gao family died yesterday, and it was supposed to be a normal funeral. ”

She paused and looked at the old men outside, as well as the three aunts and six women in the village: "But in the early hours of last night, the old lady sat up in the straw mat again. ”

The goddess said that the three children of the old lady who were kneeling in the house at that time all saw it, and when they shouted, the people outside the house also came in and saw it, and they were frightened to death, but not long after they sat up, they lay back again.

"Won't it be suspended animation?"

"It's really hard." She felt speechless, and said, "I checked at the time, and her spirit collapsed. ”

Song Sangu hesitated: "I suspect that the old lady is going to stiffen." ”

Hearing the stiffness, Feng Wuli glanced at the little zombie next to him.

However, Wang Xilou has been watching the suona outside since the beginning, thinking about why she still blows this set of pinching hundreds of years ago, and she plays with the leftovers, and she doesn't know how to improve it.

Eh, the tone is high, ouch, you can't blow a suona.

She looked back and found that the little apprentice was looking at her, and the goddess was also looking at her, and she hurriedly coughed twice.

Then he gave the goddess a meaningful smile and shook her head slightly.

Feng Wuli knew that the zombie had just dropped again.

He looked at the third aunt: "Then what do you mean?" ”

She whispered: "This must not be buried again, this is all stiff, it must be eliminated and the spirit must be eliminated, and the ritual will be cremated again, otherwise, otherwise I will not be able to say ......"

"Isn't it all cremation now?"

"The ravines and ravines are all burials." The goddess said, "I told his family, and they suspected me of cheating money. ”

Song Sangu was very angry.

"Did you collect money from them?" Wang Xilou asked.

The woman said weakly: "...... Is it possible to do things without taking money? ”

Yes, don't let the old man go into the ground, saying that people are not at peace, they want to do things and then collect money, the family is also a grumpy, and they directly kicked her out.

The bruises on his face may have been beaten.

"Let's take a look at the old lady's corpse first." The wind is unreasonable.

When they entered the house, incense was burning in the house, and there was green smoke, and there were two eight-immortal stools in the innermost, and a coffin was placed on the stool.

There were also four middle-aged people kneeling in the room, the sons and daughters-in-law of the old lady.

When one of the men saw the goddess, he stood up and scolded her, and wanted to kick her out, saying that he was the one who caused the last night.

"I also found a helper, you guys are a gang, right?"

Song Sangu immediately hugged her head to protect her face.

She has only just graduated from school, how did she meet such a family.

She said sharply on the outside and inside: "Gao Daqiang, if you beat me again, I will call the police!" ”

Gao Daqiang glanced at her fiercely, looking at the wind unreasonably, this man is tall and strong, he doesn't know where he came from, and he is still dressing...... The uniforms of Tonglian Limited?

China Tonglian

Pulling the cable?

"Hello Mr. Gao, your mother handled our company's package service before her death, and we need a definite cancellation here, and we need you to sign your name."

Gao Daqiang is obviously not in shape.

However, the wind is unreasonable, and it comes prepared.

He really took out a document, which contained a whole set of foolish documents, all of which were compiled by the company for him.

Gao Daqiang was so confused that he was dragged to sign his name.

He didn't even know there was a door-to-door service for this thing! Isn't this all a TD reply on the phone?

And his mother is over 70 years old, why didn't he know that his mother also had a Tencent King Card traffic package?

The key is that this young man has an official seal on his documents, and what he says is inexplicably convincing, his tone is gentle, and he is polite to people, and he subconsciously does not speak loudly, but treats him politely.

Song Sangu was stunned for a while, glanced at the woman next to her, but saw Wang Xilou holding her chest with a proud face.

"I'm here too, and I'll also condolence the old lady."

Gao Daqiang has been completely led away, nodded and agreed, the people in the village should have paid their respects yesterday, and the coffin was stopped for a day, and it was buried today.

Feng Wuli burned paper money in front of the brazier, put incense on it, took out a few pieces of cash for one or two yuan, and put the tail money in the box.

He got up and stepped forward, looked at it, and asked, "Your mother doesn't seem to be in there." ”

(End of chapter)