"What's wrong? What is written in the letter? ”

Chen Dawei stood behind me, full of doubts.

I took the suicide note in my arms, and my mood hit rock bottom.

"Uncle Qi said that he is not dead and can be resurrected in the future. But he told me to make 600 million in five years, and then take the cash to his grave and burn it! ”

"Heh, Huang Hongqi is quite humorous! 600 million in five years, a small goal to crush Sicong! ”

I touched my chin with my hand, and my mood was in turmoil.

"Uncle Qi also asked me to put his body in an iron-wood coffin.

Iron and wood coffin, where can I find this thing? It should be a coffin that could only be used by princes and generals in ancient times! ”

Chen Dawei said with great interest.

"I know where there is an iron-wood coffin, my godfather has a ready-made one. It's just that in Jiangyuan City, it weighs thousands of catties, and I'm afraid it won't be able to be shipped today! ”

I turned around and looked at Chen Dawei's face full of snake scales and his strong fishy smell.

"The coffin will be done tomorrow! It just so happens that there are tools for tattooing in tattoo parlors now. I promised you that you will help each other and not owe each other. I'll help you get the yin tattoo transport! ”

It's just that we've been busy all night, and both of us are very tired.

Chen Dawei took this person seriously, and contacted him directly by phone, telling his godfather that he asked for the iron-wood coffin. I contacted the moving company again, and I was able to deliver the coffin early tomorrow morning.

I went to the shop across the street from the tattoo parlor and bought two dry breads. Chen Dawei and I were eating bread, and I frowned and thought hard about what I should tattoo on his body, which could counteract the snake venom and heavy corpse qi on his body.

Chen Dawei said: "Blame me for being unlucky." The thousand-year-old female corpse is still a big belly. The two-headed snake that came out of its belly, and the snake's four eyes were glowing red. Now that I think about it, I feel scared......"

I secretly pondered to myself, the thousand-year-old female corpse is fierce, and the two-headed red snake is evil. The poison of the double evil, the most important thing is to turn evil into evil.

I said, "It's better to tattoo double breasts on your body to seal the lion!" ”

"What's that? Doesn't sound very healthy. Chen Dawei's face was full of snake scales, and he actually blushed a little.

I replied: "Don't get me wrong! Double breasts refer to double breast mountains.

Double breasts seal the lion master, also known as the head of the town, and the world is ten thousand evils! ”

The lion is the king of beasts, and it is a thing to ward off evil. Feng Shiye is the mount of the Demon Commander of the Netherworld.

And the demon general is the champion Zhong Kui who wanted to hit Zhong Ling and die back then. Zhong Kui is the king of the hundred ghosts, the mount of the king of the hundred ghosts, majestic and majestic, suppressing evil and avoiding evil. The temple is dedicated to Shuanglu Mountain, and people and ghosts worship it.

Tattoo the double breasted lion on your back, no matter what corpse poison or snake venom, it will be dissolved in an instant.

"The general you are talking about can't be Zhong Kui's mount, right?"

Chen Dawei still knows a lot.

"Tattooing double breasts on my body to seal the lion, won't I be ridden under the ghost king?"

I comforted him.

"When Zhong Kui recovered the lion master, he used his own flesh and blood to support this fierce beast.

The flesh and blood of the ghost king enters your mouth, and from now on he walks sideways in the yang world! ”

When Chen Dawei heard what I said, he was overjoyed.

I told him again that the life of the lion master is too hard, and ordinary people can't hold it down. Therefore, the tattoo pattern should not be too large, nor should it be pierced on the back. I am afraid that Master Feng's tough character will bring down Chen Dawei's oppressive life.

"Take off your shirt, and I'll prick a fist-sized double-breasted lion pattern on your left shoulder."

I asked Chen Dawei to sit on the sofa and go back to the room alone to mix the pigments for tattooing.

The fist-sized tattoo is also simple, and the color of the tattoo is only ink black because the seasoning is taken from the ashes of the dead.

In about an hour or so, the tattoo is done. The round eyes of the double breasted lion are protruding, the lion's nose is wide, the mouth is grinning, and the expression is fierce and hideous.

I also told Chen Dawei some taboos in the future.

"From now on, on the first day of the new year, you can only eat vegetarian. and make offerings at home.

There are three sacrifices, gold silk, red cloth, and golden flowers, and three offerings of wine.

Find a red cloth to tie on your shoulders, which means giving a shawl to Feng Shiye to show that you are grateful to Dade. ”

Chen Dawei moved his shoulders, silenced his nose, and yawned with his mouth wide open. The appearance is majestic and hideous, like a living beast lion with a big mouth open.

"Shut your mouth, you kid. Look at your look like you're going to eat me! ”

Chen Dawei poked the tattoo on his shoulder with his finger.

"Not really! But I'd love to eat meat now. It's better to be raw, or let's eat sashimi! ”

For some reason, I tattooed the double-breasted lion on Chen Dawei's shoulder. Even his expression and habits have become a bit like a lion.

Naturally, the effect of tattooing yin will not be immediate.

Chen Dawei stayed in the village with me for a day, and the two of us talked about the funeral team. I handed over the red paper left by Uncle Qi to the head of the team. I paid a deposit of 30,000 yuan.

Early the next morning, the iron-wood coffin arrived. The funeral team knocked and knocked and carried away the body of Qibo.

According to the last words of the seventh uncle, he wrote nine hundred and eighty-one burial places on red paper. As for which one is buried, it all depends on the mood of the class owner.

So even I don't know where the body of the seventh uncle is buried.

The funeral was done hastily, and it was over at noon. Chen Dawei also said that he still had important things to do in Jiangyuan City, and the two of us left contact information for each other. He hurried away.

I stayed alone at the tattoo parlor and cleaned the room. But I found a clay pot under the bed where I usually sleep.

When I opened the clay pot, the contents almost scared me.