Chapter 2 Targeted

This was followed by a scream, repeated.

"Get out of the way! My leg is going to be ruined! ”

The phrase was repeated countless times until his voice became quieter and quieter.

My hand holding the money began to tremble, and I stood up cautiously and looked not far away.

It was Uncle Ming who asked me to come here, saying that it was not time for me to help, so he let me sit here for a while, but now it's good, my ass will die before it is hot.

I swallowed nervously and slowly stood up to look.

What I saw was an amazing scene.

The scene was chaotic, and several young men were also called here temporarily, and they could only run away in a panic when they encountered this situation for the first time.

Uncle Ming's face turned pale, and he took out a yellow talisman and pasted it on the four corners of the coffin, chanting some incantation.

As for the man who carried the coffin, his legs had been smashed into a blur of flesh and blood, and he had now passed out.

At this time, Uncle Ming turned his head to look at me, made a gesture at me, and motioned for me to come over to help.

Since the master has said that I must be honest and kind, since I have taken the money, there is no reason to leave, not to mention that he and my master have been friends for many years.

I gritted my teeth and walked over, and when I got closer, I smelled a pungent smell of blood.

What surprised me even more was that the blood was flowing upstream, and the coffin was covered with blood.

I got goosebumps all over my body when I watched this scene.

Uncle Ming sighed, and he asked me to stand directly behind and said.

"Wait a minute, listen to me, you can lift it when I ask you to lift it, don't move now."

At this time, I still didn't understand what was happening, why the coffin suddenly hit people, why so many people fled in a hurry, and their faces turned pale.

What did I miss in the last few minutes?

At this time, I noticed that there were some scratches around the coffin.

It was a scratch that could only be made by a long fingernail, and it was well known that the coffin would not contain a human corpse at all, just an urn in it.

When Uncle Ming saw me staring at the scratches, he said with a wry smile on his pale face.

"I've been doing this for more than 20 years, and this is the second time I've encountered this."

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, and seeing that the yellow fu was about to be blown away, Uncle Ming immediately threw a lot of copper coins and a handful of blood glutinous rice on it.

The yellow talisman on it immediately turned into a ball of flames.

The flames rose slowly, and when they reached the center, they strangely extinguished, forming a cloud of white ash.

Uncle Ming carefully put his hand on the coffin.

His expression was subtle, and he didn't know what it meant, and after a few minutes told me I could start.

I stayed in my original position.

This coffin is not heavy, and with the strength of Uncle Ming and me, it will definitely be able to carry it.

But this time it was different, as soon as I touched it, I felt a nameless force pulling, as if it was on the ground, and it refused to let me pull it away.

Only by pulling the coffin apart can the stunned person escape.

I gritted my teeth and continued to exert my strength.

"Hold on a little longer!"

Uncle Ming was also insisting, and finally the two of us lifted the coffin.

At first, it was my side that exerted all the strength of the milk, and I lifted it up a little, and then the coffin seemed to suddenly become lighter, and now it was easier.

When I carried it away, I was still wondering what the coffin was so heavy and what was inside.

Suddenly, my center of gravity was unstable, and my whole body fell backwards.

The wind blew at me again, chilling, and poured directly into my clothes.

"What..."

I muttered.

At this time, Ah Dong came in a hurry, and brought a few people who worked together to take over my work.

Uncle Ming pointed at his nose and scolded.

"You kid don't drop the chain until the critical moment, I'm about to be killed by you, and I don't have the ability to do it yet, you wait for me to go back and clean you up!"

Ah Dong didn't dare to squeak when he was scolded, so he could only keep his head down.

When the four people took over, it was considered normal, and the coffin was removed.

Uncle Ming gave me an extra twenty yuan, saying that it was thanks to me that there was no accident today, and asked Ah Dong to send me back.

"Ah Dong, isn't it dangerous for your master to do this?"

On the way, I remembered the strange events that happened before, and I couldn't help but ask,

What is going on with the bloodshot that goes upstream, the scratches that suddenly appear on the pipes, and the coffin that suddenly becomes heavier?

What happened in those few minutes?

At this time, Ah Dong stopped, looking very flustered, he cautiously glanced behind him, and only after making sure that there was no one did he come to my ear and said.

"My master has encountered a ghost, or a female ghost, and he almost died at that time, and this time the matter is not simple, my master told me that if you do it, you can get a lot of money, but it is too dangerous."

Ah Dong treats me as a true friend, and he is willing to say whatever I ask.

It's just that now I hear it all over my body.

Could it be that this time I really saw the hell?

Before I could ask, the road had already come to an end, and one more turn would be home.

Uncle Ming has to ask Ah Dong to send me home, and he should leave when he arrives at the place.

He stood in the doorway and waved goodbye to me.

"Then I'll come back to you another day."

Adong looked at me with a grin.

At that moment, my eyes flickered as if something dirty had flown in, and when I opened them again, I stumbled and almost screamed.

Ah Dong was still standing in place and looking at me with a smile on his face, and a grimace suddenly appeared behind him!

"Adong!"

I yelled.

Ah Dong turned to leave, and when he saw me shouting at him, he stopped again.

This time the grimace is gone.

Could it be that what I just saw was a hallucination? Could it be that I'm too nervous during the day?

When I walked in, I found that Master had returned.

He sat in a chair waiting for me, his expression serious.

Just look at the look in his eyes and know I'm going to be beaten today.

I don't remember that there were many times when the master was stern.

"Where have you been today?"

The master asked coldly, clenching his hands as if something big had happened.

I can only explain everything about today 1510, including Uncle Ming's funeral team who killed a person in an accident, and then I helped again.

It's just that I'm hiding one thing.

That's the grimace that suddenly appeared behind Ah Dong, maybe it was just an illusion.

As soon as the words fell, the master slapped the table.

"You don't want to die! What did I tell you? ”

I was so scared that I didn't know how to explain it.

"I'm going to settle accounts with that old thing right now!"

After saying that, Master pulled me out.

I don't know what happened and why Master was so angry.

Until Master turned to look at me and said.

"You shouldn't interfere, the ghost is eyeing you!"