At this moment, there was a rapid sound of "tuk tuk" in the coffin.

Shi Jiuming looked at Lu Group and said, Lu Carpenter, you hurry up and pry the coffin lid open, otherwise, it's too late, there is no oxygen in it, even if She Qingye comes back to life, he will suffocate to death.

Yoo Young got up from the ground and stopped crying, but her eyes were already red and a little swollen. Hearing Shi Jiuming say this, she gently pushed the Lu group and helped her, quickly, quickly rescue Sister She, she is a good person.

Lu Group didn't seem to be in a hurry, he didn't immediately turn the end of the nail hammer with the nail removal function upside down to take a few nails on the coffin lid, but leaned his head forward slightly, put his ear close to the outer wall of the coffin, listened quietly for a while, and then said to Zheng Ming in a debriefing tone, Secretary Zheng, I heard it, it was not the sound of the corpse, it was the sound of She Qingye, who had already passed away, and came back to life, and couldn't open the coffin lid and made a sound.

If I heard the sound of a frightened corpse just now, I wouldn't open the coffin, because in that case it would be very dangerous to open the coffin, and our Lu family ancestors have all had corpse shocks, I don't know if Secretary Zheng has heard of it?!

A person who was once frightened by a corpse, who was lying down, suddenly stood up and looked for someone to pounce. A few people ran away, one person couldn't win, in a hurry, Ma Li grabbed a wooden chair that he had just sat on, and sent it to the person who was shocked by the corpse, only to see that the wooden chair was hugged, and the person who was shocked by the corpse was very energetic, and actually tightened the chair very tightly, until it made a sound of exploding, and then it was scattered, and the chair became a few pieces of wooden strips that fell to the ground, and the person who was shocked fell down suddenly, and became a silent corpse.

If you don't run away, and if you are caught by the frightened man, you will surely die. Isn't it? A chair is scattered, and a living person is still hooped to death?

After listening to Carpenter Lu's terrifying narration, Zheng Ming felt a little furious in his heart, and asked, there is still a sound in the coffin, Lu Group, how can you judge that She Qingye has come back to life, not She Qingye's corpse?

If you frighten a corpse, the noise in the coffin will be chaotic and there will be no rules. But I just put my ear to the coffin and listened, although the sound made from it was a little urgent, but there were rules, which proved that She Qingye had returned to the sun. Lu Group explained like this, so that Zheng Ming, who seemed to understand what he didn't understand, nodded from time to time.

I saw Lu Group take a nail and hammer and hit the coffin lid a few times, as if to tell everyone's opening remarks, I am about to open the coffin.

Then he got to the point, and after a few fiddles, he took out four of the seven nails nailed to the edge of the coffin lid. At this moment, due to the gap on the edge of the coffin lid, in addition to the dull knocking sound, there was also a cry - I am not dead, open the coffin quickly! Help!

Aoba, you wait, there are three more nails removed, and you can come out. Lu Group leaned forward and leaned closer to the coffin to speak.

After a while, Lu Group took out two more big nails from the coffin, and was about to take the last one, when suddenly the coffin lid was opened with a "croak".

In that case, She Qingye was holding the lid of the coffin that had broken free from the last nail of the coffin. She Qingye, who was wearing a black shroud, was like Tsing Yi on the stage, her body had not yet stood upright, but everyone looked at her with straight eyes, and her expression turned from solemn at the beginning to panic.

At this moment, only Lu Group didn't look at her much, but put the nail hammer down, reached out and took the coffin lid, and put it under the stool that cushioned the coffin.

When he looked up, She Qingye climbed out of the coffin, thanked him, stretched out his hands, and said with a very expression, I'm not dead, isn't I She Qingye alive and well?

But everyone was still shocked, She Qingye's appearance had not changed, but her voice was thick like a man's, not like She Qingye's voice, and her demeanor had also changed and became very flamboyant.

Her husband Shi Jiuming tried to ask, Aoba, why have your voice and demeanor changed?

I'm a person who has died once, it's good to be able to come back to life, and don't care about other changes. When She Qingye said this, her willow eyebrows were raised, her hand waved, and she said to the eight people who were standing in the field with white towels wrapped around their heads, quickly remove the coffin. Then he pointed to the statue of her on the table where the spiritual throne was propped up, and said, "Take this down as well."

Withdraw, withdraw...... Zheng Ming, the secretary of the brigade who had been standing in the field for a long time and had been watching She Qingye, said this, only to see Lu Group pick up the coffin lid and close the coffin again, and as soon as he signaled to the eight lifters, he lifted the empty coffin and asked Shi Jiuming, where is it?

Shi Jiuming said, carrying it to the upper hall and placing it against the wall. He himself removed the frame of She Qingye's portrait, which can be regarded as removing the spiritual position.

She Qingye saw that Shi Jiuming was at a loss to hold her portrait with both hands, and she didn't know where to put it, so she snatched it and slammed it on the ground, and the frame mirror was broken into several pieces, but the portrait embedded in the frame was still fine, she said to Shi Jiuming, you set it on fire and burned it, didn't I come back to life?

Of course, Shi Jiuming complied, but he was still suspicious in his heart, feeling that although the wife in front of him still looked the same, her behavior style had changed, and her speech and demeanor were very different from her before the incident, and it was clearly like a different person.

This feeling is not only Shi Jiuming, but also Zheng Ming, the secretary of the brigade. Zheng Ming used to look at her, and when she looked back, there was always a taste of secretly sending autumn waves in her eyes, but now there is no more. He looked at her and tried to say, She Qingye, you are a strong woman, you can't go, it's good to "wake up", our Shi Jiajia Brigade still wants to promote you.

She Qingye didn't seem to hear it, she didn't look at Secretary Zheng or say anything, she only raised her hands to untie the black shroud she was wearing, and said, I'm going to change my clothes.

Liu Ying, who began to cry because of She Qingye's "death", made a gesture to her and said, Sister She, I will accompany you to change clothes. She Qingye said coldly, I don't need you to accompany me.

When Liu Ying saw her turn around and walk towards the gate, she stood still, muttering in her heart: This Sister She is not like the previous Sister She, she is like a different person, and she is so angry with me.

When she looked up, she found that all the relatives who had begun to participate in the mourning had already torn off the white cloth or black yarn used for sackcloth and filial piety, and most of them were thrown in corners that were not easy to see. She also hurriedly pulled off a piece of black yarn wrapped around her sleeve, did not shake it off, but smashed it into a piece and stuffed it into her trouser eyes, perhaps thinking that it was useful to bring it back.

Suddenly, a man ran from the north room and shouted, "Dead, dead."

Who died? Zheng Ming, the secretary of the brigade who was about to leave with a sense of loss, asked.

Pei Youhua hanged himself in his home. As soon as the man said this, everyone went over and asked this and that, and they all asked the same meaning: why did he hang himself?

Liu Ying, who was standing on the side, didn't ask, she suddenly remembered something, so she ran to the fence north of the big house that surrounded the vegetable garden to inspect a few wreaths that had been thrown there, she picked up one of the wreaths, placed it, and turned to the direction of Shi Jiuming's house, turned around and shouted at the group of people who had not yet dispersed, come and see! This wreath was given by Pei Youhua, why did he hang himself?

At this moment, several men and women came one after another, as if they came to verify something, they all looked at the wreath, and there were narrow white slips of paper on both sides of the wreath, one of which said Comrade She Qingye through the ages, and the other said Friend: Pei Youhua Jingwan.

So there were more people talking about it, saying that there was also this and that, but most of them had doubts in their hearts: why did he hang himself?