"Professor Liu is dead. He has no relatives and no cause. I'm going to bury him. You're not here to help." Lu Peony looked at Qu Yong. Said.

"His death. What do we have to do with it." The flower widow naturally took Qu Yong's hand. Facing this together, Lu Peony smiled and said, "We still have a lot to do. What does it mean to bury the dead. Are you right?"

This time. Qu Yong didn't even stand on her side. He gently pulled away the flower widow's hand. smiled slightly: "Actually. . It doesn't mean anything to bury the dead. But if everyone dies. No one was buried. So what will the world become. You're right."

"You..."The flower widow looked at Qu Yong a little strangely. said: "I didn't expect you to have this heart. I can't see it."

"Is it..."

Of course, there was no forced cremation in this place. But most of these people are alone. Luckily, there is a carpenter on the Forbidden Island. His favorite thing is to make coffins. So the coffins of these dead men were all to him in the end.

Every coffin shop in the world seems to be pretty much the same. Old and worn. Spooky. Occasionally, there are fireworks and incense stickers and paper sports cars. In short, it is to make a fortune from the dead.

This extremely strange is under the eaves of a coffin shop on the Forbidden Island. There was a bench that was as old and worn as the shop. There was a half-dead man lying on the chair. The sun is good. But he hid in the shadows.

Qu Yong remembers when he was a child, when cremation was not forced in the village. There is also a coffin shop. The owner of the coffin shop also looked like a dead man with seven or eight points. It's not that these people deal with the dead too much. So I became half-dead myself.

On both sides of the door, there is a couplet pasted on the other side of the door. It reads, "Don't come to the door if you have something. It's better not to say goodbye". But it's the big truth.

The shopkeeper had been sitting there like a dead man. This kind of place. Even if he lies down for three years, maybe no one will come to the door. Today though. He knew someone was going to come to the door. Because someone died.

So when he heard Lu Peony's footsteps. He jumped up from his chair all at once. With a flattering smile, he said, "Miss Lu. You're here again."

You've ever remembered a dead man's face suddenly making a flattering appearance. That's nothing short of a tragedy. It's hard to see the extreme. Qu Yong listened to what he meant. It seems that this is not the first time that Lu Peony has come to the door. I think there are dead people on this island, and there are no corpses. It's all up to her.

"Coffin board. Here I go again. Actually, I don't want to come. Because every time I come. It means that there are dead people in this place."

Coffin board. The name is really fitting for this person. His bloodless face was exactly the same as the coffin board.

"Hey, hey... Miss Zhao. You're laughing. Actually, there were no dead people. You can come over and have fun."

What to play. Play Dead Man. Or play with the coffin.

Whether it's a dead person or a coffin. None of them seem to be much fun.

"I heard that Professor Liu died. Ay... What a pity. What a good man. How can you say that death is death......"

"Stop talking nonsense... Coffin board..."Lu Peony's face was calm. Said coldly: "I know. You secretly made a coffin for everyone on this island. And then every day I lay on this broken chair and waited for people to die."

"Hey, hey... Or Miss Lu understands me."

Qu Yong only felt creepy for a while. This coffin board hobby is really perverted. This place doesn't seem to be normal without a single person.

Lu Peony said: "Don't say it. Take me to the coffin."

"Okay." The coffin board was suddenly excited. The face that was originally not very popular has also become a little bloody. He let out a long breath. Rub your hands together. Let them come in and sit down." You come with me."

This coffin shop doesn't look big from the outside. But when I walked in, I found that there were still several rooms. The doors of each room were tightly sealed. Swarthy house. The sun is getting cold here. Thick sheets of paper on the windows. Doesn't seem to want people to see what's going on. Only one of them was still lit with a dim oil lamp.

Of course, there will be no electricity in such a place. The oil lamp was still made of hemp rope by itself. The coffin board takes a large handful of keys from his waist. Pick out one of them and insert it and open the door. I saw that it was full of wood. There were many broken nails on the ground. It's more about shaved down wood flowers. And a saw. Leaning against a freshly painted coffin.

It looks like the coffin board has just been made of a coffin.

Lu Peony said: "Coffin board. You're making coffins."

"yes," the coffin board sighed, "I'm afraid this is the last coffin......"

"What do you mean?" Lu Peony said: "You won't make coffins in the future."

The coffin board said: "It's not that I don't do it. I'm afraid I won't be able to do it in the future."

Lu Peony said: "Are you sick? Making coffins has been your only hobby over the years. You can just stop doing it."

Qu Yong's heart moved. Suddenly, he said, "Could it be that you made this coffin for yourself?"

The coffin board grinned. Said miserably: "This young man has good eyesight. I saw through it all at once."

Lu Muan was also surprised when she heard this: "You are making a coffin for yourself."

The pale face of the coffin board is illuminated by the firelight. It doesn't look like a human anymore. He's more of a ghost. He couldn't stop sighing. "Yes. I made a coffin for someone else for a lifetime. In the end, I am afraid that I will have no place to lie down when I die. So it's better to prepare early."

Make yourself a coffin yourself. What the hell is it like. It's hard to say. But obviously it doesn't taste good. To put it another way. It's kind of like digging a hole for yourself. And then buried himself . That's what it's like. It's up to you to taste it.

Lu Peony only felt an eerie and cold chill crawling up from his back. It's like a cold snake. She couldn't help but lean closer to Qu Yong. It seems that he can protect her.

Qu Yong is certainly not a timid person. He's not a woman. He felt a little scary though. But his body is still very stable.

Then. It's as if the wind is blowing in. Blowing and shaking in the faint light of the fire. It doesn't seem like the sun is shining in this room. Only this ignition of fire. It looks like a grave.

Qu Yong and the others seem to be in the grave now.

"Excuse me. A coffin for Professor Liu. Which bite the hell is it?"

"Don't worry..."The coffin board smiled miserably again. Take them to the back. Sure enough, I saw a pure black coffin on a low platform with dark yellow bricks. There is actually a simple spiritual seat in front of the stage. Qu Yong took a look. I saw that it was written: "Professor Liu's spiritual position."

"It's ......"

The coffin board said: "We don't know what Professor Liu's real name is. This island. No one has a real name. Everyone is just shouting. That's what I'm talking about. I hope he can eat my meal."

The coffin board, the coffin, the spiritual seat, and the incense. Apparently it was already done. Professor Liu died. Huangquan has its own cigarettes on the side of the road to eat. Qu Yong really doesn't know whether to say that this coffin board is a pervert. Or intimate.

Lu Mudanqi said: "Coffin board. Why do I come to you every time. You can always be the first to incense in front of the coffin of the corresponding dead. It can't be such a coincidence."

The coffin board said, "Maybe I'm here to take care of the dead. These people are uprooted from their homes. There is no one to die when they die. After death, he is a lonely ghost. So of course I was the first to report here. And I deal with ghosts a lot. It's a natural thing."

What he said is really a first-class fallacy. But when you think about it, it seems to make perfect sense. Choked Lu Peony all of a sudden.

Qu Yong laughed and said, "You explain like this. I'm not satisfied. I can also say. In fact, you killed all these dead people. So of course you know who's going to die next. You can also incense them in time."

"Hey..."The coffin board said urgently: "You can eat whatever you want. Words can't be said casually. How about my coffin board. On this island. Miss Lu is the one who doesn't know much about it."

Lu Peony also nodded and said, "Yes. Coffin board to make a coffin. If there is no him. I can't bury the dead alone."

"Really." Qu Yong touched his nose. Said: "In that case. Then we took the coffin. Let's go. This kind of spring weather. The corpse is easy to smell after a long time......"

"Okay." Lu Mudandao.

"Wait." The coffin board suddenly stopped them. said: "This coffin was not given for nothing. to you. I have the conditions."

Lu Peony's good-looking willow eyebrows frowned. Dao: "Coffin board. Your coffin was never free for the dead."

The coffin board said: "That was once upon a time. Today's pair won't work."

"Okay." Lu Peony looked at him seriously. I can only say: "What conditions do you want. Say it."

The coffin board was silent for a moment. Only to grit your teeth. Asked, "I want to ask you Miss Lu. How did Professor Liu die.."

Qu Yong and Lu Peony glanced at each other. In unison, he said, "Why do you ask?"

The coffin board was a little anxious and said, "You tell me first. I'll say it to you again."

Qu Yong could see it. This question is really important for the coffin board. His whole being was in a very strange state. He doesn't look like a ghost at all. Like a person. A man who has been cornered.

Someone forced him. Why is he in a hurry to prepare a coffin for himself. And why do we have to know how Professor Liu died? What is the relationship between all this?

These questions flashed through Qu Yong's mind. He was absolutely honest about the coffin board. Said: "Professor Liu, he is ......"

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