There is no room for maneuvering.

I thought back and forth a few times, intending to discuss, but just as I was about to break my head, a cool breeze hit me, and a black shadow quickly rushed out, and the crowd let out a gasp.

I quickly looked up, only to see Uncle Friday's fierce face, and the sharp knife in his hand was pressed against Li Dakuan's neck.

The sharp knife was glowing coldly, and a trace of bright red blood quickly slashed down the sharp knife, dripping to the ground, raising a few wisps of dust and smoke, and then disappeared.

"You choose one today, whether it's death or money."

The cold sharp knife stimulated Li Dakuan, his back was numb, looking at Zhou Lao Wu, he usually deals with dead people, and his body is extremely angry, but now he is full of momentum, Li Dakuan, who is strong on the outside and doing it inside, has long been scared and weak.

"Brother Zhou, Brother Zhou, if you have something to say, you have something to say."

Zhou Lao Wu smiled sarcastically.

"Well, why did you go earlier? Say, what the hell is going to be? ”

Li Dakuan, who was so frightened by Zhou Lao Wu that he was about to pee his pants, where did he dare to do anything.

Hurriedly forgive.

"Brother Zhou, I was wrong, I was wrong, you go, you go."

Zhou Lao Wu looked at him with disgust, and gestured to me, I understood, and hurriedly carried my father around them.

Li Dakuan looked at my back, with unwillingness, and viciousness in his eyes, but the knife was on his neck, and he couldn't help me.

I carried my dad on my back and walked forward, but I didn't notice his feet dragging straight on the ground.

Pull out a straight line from Li Dakuan, and don't stop until the door of the house.

Uncle Friday saw me disappear into the night.

Removed the sharp knife in his hand, wiped the blood stains on Li Dakuan's body, and then strode away.

The villagers also dispersed in a hurry, and Li Dakuan's last trace of strength dispersed, and he was so soft that he fell to the ground.

Unable to get up for half a day, in the night wind, the cold wind blew through Li Dakuan's back and felt cold, but he didn't react, only a pair of eyes were cold.

I carefully put my dad on the bed and ran into the empty room next door.

Remove the coffin that has been prepared long ago.

I cleaned my dad and put it in the coffin.

Under the cold moonlight, the coffin was dark and shiny, and it weighed heavily on my heart.

"Kid, you have to be prepared."

Wang Yinpo suddenly spoke, breaking my thoughts.

I looked up in confusion.

"Grandma Wang, what do you mean by this?"

Wang Yinpo looked deeply at the coffin in the hall.

A hoarse, dry voice slowly crept into my ears.

"The corpse has no head, and the soul is difficult to enter the ghost gate, and it can become fierce."

The incense candle in my hand fell to the ground.

"Bang dang."

The candle broke, and the fine lines on it cracked one by one, densely packed, like thoughts in my heart.

"Is there no other way?"

There was a tremor in my voice, and I knew that if my father became a murderer, he would not be able to enter the underworld for the rest of his life, and at worst, his soul would be scattered.

I'm not going to let that happen, and I can't do it.

Wang Yinpo shook her head.

"I can't help it, I can only find his head and make plans."

Anyway, there is hope, but it is not easy to find the head, the body has been fished twice before it comes out, and the head does not know where it has gone.

I set my eyes on Uncle Friday, with a pleading in my eyes.

"Uncle Friday, as long as I fish up my father's head, I am willing to go out as much as I want."

Uncle Friday glared at me, his face not depressed.

"I'm a man who sees money, and I'll do my best."

Uncle Friday's words remain, I know what he means, but I can't force him.

"Thank you, Uncle Friday."

The corpse in the coffin is incomplete, and the coffin lid should not be dropped.

It's just open.

"You go find a big white rooster, the whole body is white without a trace of stray hair, and the crown is red."

The big rooster is the head of the five virtues, the crown on the head is Wende, there is a distance behind the foot to fight, it is martial virtue, the enemy dares to fight in front, it is brave, there is food to greet the same kind is benevolence, the vigil does not lose time, the dawn is faith, the big rooster perennially senses the righteousness of the sun rise of heaven and earth, and can drive away evil towns.

Wang Yinpo's hoarse voice fell to the ground, and the quiet room was even more weird.

Wang Yinpo was talking to Uncle Friday, and she knew that with the way the villagers looked at me, I might not be able to get a white when I went out.

Uncle Friday knew that the matter was serious, so he turned around and strode away.

I was not idle, I lit the incense and candles, and at the behest of Wang Yinpo, I sprinkled a circle of black dog blood on the side of the coffin.

This is only for the emergency time.

Everything was done, the sky gradually leaked out of the belly of the fish, the warm sunlight shone in through the cracks in the window, and layers of halos fell on my father, and the air of death faded a lot, I knew that all this was an illusion.

At noon, Uncle Friday came back, apparently from outside the village to find it.

He took the big rooster out of the sack, and the big rooster was quiet in an instant, with a pair of bean-sized eyes, looking around vigilantly, as if sensing some kind of danger, raising his high neck, looking up to the sky and crowing.

"Oooh, oh, oh."

The sound of the big white rooster crowing drove away the darkness in the room.

"Put the big on your daddy."

Wang Yinpo took the big, touched its red cockscomb, and said loudly.

I hurriedly took it.

I didn't dare to linger longer, and put the big in the coffin.

I thought that the big was not tied to its feet and was going to jump out anyway, but it didn't move, and obediently lay on my father's corpse, ready to move at any time.

"Go and rest! I'll talk about it in the rest of the night. ”

Wang Yinpo's night is to go to my father's head.

I nodded hurriedly.

I went into the stove room and cooked a meal, tossed it all night, and let them suffer with me, and I didn't want to go.

Wang Xiaoli came in to help me, the two of them were faster, and I had nothing to entertain, so I fried a plate of bacon, served it with potatoes and side dishes, and steamed a nest of grains.

When the food was served, I set a table in the courtyard, and the four of us sat down, each on one side, and ate quietly.

After eating, I didn't rest, I burned money paper for my father in the brazier and guarded the coffin.

Wang Yinpo persuaded me twice, and when I saw that I insisted, I didn't toss.

I knelt down and hung high in the moon.

Tonight is a moon, not very bright, but you can see.

"Let's go, kid!"

Zhou Lao Wu called me, I stood up stiffly, and eased my already unconscious legs and feet.

Staggered to follow, and several people stepped into the night, naturally not knowing the changes behind them.

The water by the lake is as cold as ever, and under the high moonlight, the rising water vapor is like a barrier, and the sight is full of shadows, adding a touch of weirdness.

The boat was walking in the fog, and we came to the lake.

Uncle Friday put on his clothes, filled the sheepskin bag with air, stepped on his waist knife, and a fierce man threw himself into the water and disappeared in an instant.

I looked around vigilantly, but the fog was thick and the visual distance was shortened.

I panicked.

The hull of the ship swayed slightly at this moment, I knew that Uncle Friday couldn't come up so quickly, and the shaking of the hull had nothing to do with him.

My Adam's apple rolled, and I swallowed hard.