The few people carrying the coffin also felt more and more strained, and the people next to them hurriedly went over to help support them.

"What's wrong?" The man walked over and asked.

As soon as he approached, he heard the sound of a thump in the coffin.

The man leaned against the coffin and whispered, "Dad, we didn't do this properly, but we also let you leave in peace." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, there was even more commotion in the coffin.

The man remembered that the village chief had sent someone to tell him that he would be safe if he had been buried in the sun and would turn into ashes after he had finished drying.

Thinking so, he hurriedly asked people to speed up.

Sensing that the speed of the team had accelerated, Wu Dongfeng frowned and chased after him.

They have been keeping a short distance from the Zhao family's funeral procession, so that they have time to react.

"What's going on?" Someone asked curiously.

"I don't know." Wu Dongfeng shook his head.

But now the change is only the zombie of Mrs. Zhao.

Wu Dongfeng also glanced at the sunlight that fell on him, with the sun there, no zombie should dare to come out.

"Why did you suddenly speed up?" Lin Jiahui was also a little puzzled.

"I guess the coffin board can't cover it." Song Qi said in a low voice, "Let your golden finger out." ”

Lin Jiahui nodded, and while no one was paying attention to his side, he changed out of thin air.

After staying in the game for a long time, players vaguely feel some danger, but they don't know when it will happen, so they can only hold the weapon in their hands to seek a sense of security.

Song Qi was behind, and saw that the coffin shook violently, and the few people who carried the coffin were unsteady, but fortunately, a few people next to him supported him.

But the movement inside is getting louder and louder.

The man lay anxiously next to the coffin and said in a low voice: "Dad, don't embarrass your son and daughter, go with peace of mind, anyway, they have lived for a hundred years, and it is not in vain." ”

Old lady Zhao's daughter also stepped forward and cried, "Dad, we will burn more paper money houses for you, so you can go on the road with peace of mind." ”

The more they said this, the louder the commotion in the coffin became, and the person carrying the coffin could not bear it, so he could only put the coffin on the ground heavily.

The sound of suona stopped, and the movement inside the coffin became more obvious.

The village chief asked people to help him over, and tapped the lid with his cane, and the coffin shook twice.

"Village Chief, what can I do?" Old lady Zhao's daughter had no choice but to set her eyes on the village chief for help.

The village chief snorted coldly: "I said I would leave it to me a long time ago, but now I am making this trouble." ”

Old Lady Zhao's son also came over to laugh, "Village Chief, just tell me, what should we do now?" ”

"Open the coffin, let the sun shine, and it can turn to ashes in one breath, as long as you are ruthless."

Seeing that the movement inside was getting bigger and bigger, Mrs. Zhao's son was heartbroken, pried the nail on the lid of the coffin, and pushed the lid open with a bang.

Players take a step back and watch the actions of those people.

Song Qi stared at the coffin, and there was no white smoke coming out, which was strange.

"How-"

Old Lady Zhao's son widened his eyes and saw a gray hand touch the edge of the coffin, and Old Lady Zhao, dressed in a bright shroud, crawled out of it.

"Ahh

There were screams one after another in his ears, and the son of Old Lady Zhao turned his head to look at the village chief, "Didn't you say that basking in the sun can turn to ashes?" ”

The village chief is also stupid, with such a big sun, why doesn't Mrs. Zhao have anything to do?

(End of chapter)