Chapter 788 Soul Calling

According to my past experience, this rope should still be on Xiaoyu.

Xia Min toasted with them more and more frequently, and within half an hour, these young and strong young men were knocked down by her.

Turning around, Xia Min looked at me with a clear face: "These guys are quite good at drinking."

I looked at her in surprise: "Are you okay?"

"I'm not allergic to alcohol naturally. My face turns red even when I drink alcohol, but I don't get drunk at all."

She stood up and stretched: "As you grow up, you don't know what it feels like to drink too much."

After saying that, she urged impatiently: "Don't be stunned, hurry up and get down to business."

I was still a little worried: "Stop working with me. Just stay here and watch. I will be back before dawn."

As I spoke, I leaned over to the coffin.

There is also skill in carrying a dead person. Pure brute force will cause the deceased's joints to deform, and the skillful strength of the waist and abdomen is used.

Of course, these things are simply not easy for me.

This is my old profession!

The lifting rope was indeed tied to Xiaoyu's leg.

It seems that Xiaoyu's family has also found a husband. This rope is tied to his legs, just to avoid being quiet at night.

With Xia Min as my cover, it was relatively smooth for me to go out.

As soon as we got down to the third floor, footsteps suddenly came from downstairs.

Xia Min immediately stopped, strong fear showing in her eyes.

I coughed a few times, then whispered behind me: "It's covered with cloth, don't be afraid."

As he spoke, the sound of footsteps gradually approached.

We happened to meet each other at the corner. This man was about the same age and had thick eyebrows and big eyes.

Seeing that I was carrying something, he politely gave me way.

"Yeah! Xia Min!"

As soon as the man spoke, he looked at her excitedly: "You are here too."

Xia Min's astonished eyes were obviously startled: "Zhang He?"

The man patted his thigh and said, "I haven't seen you in a while."

Then he sighed again: "Xiaoyu said no, no, I took the train for half an night to get here."

"Yes, yes." Xia Minming stammered: "It was too, too sudden."

I also understood it from the sidelines, and beads of sweat gradually oozed out.

This man named Zhang He came to attend the funeral!

Now that the deceased is on me, who is he going to express condolences to?

Xia Min couldn't help but glance at me, wanting to write the word "please for help" on her face.

People become extremely heavy after death. Xiaoyu's body couldn't help but slip on my back. I could only control his slide while thinking of countermeasures in my mind.

I cleared my throat and forced a smile: "Brother, how can you kowtow to the dead in the middle of the night?"

"Yes, yes." Xia Min responded repeatedly: "You still have to pay attention to some taboos."

Zhang He hesitated for a moment: "Then I'll go up and take a look and come back tomorrow morning."

"It doesn't make any sense whether you look at it or not. Why don't you help me buy something? It just so happens that we can't get it."

Xia Min spoke again, stopping Zhang He's hurried steps.

"That's fine, let's talk tomorrow."

After much talk, Zhang He finally agreed to leave.

When we were at the door of the corridor, Xia Min glanced at me, and then she and Zhang He walked in the opposite direction.

I didn't dare to be abrupt, so I quickly looked up at the moon. Fortunately, it was a sunny day tonight, so it was easy to find a suitable position.

Along the way, I kept avoiding the camera and didn't stop until I reached the northwest corner.

I placed Xiaoyu on the ground, and the moonlight just fell on him.

I tore open the pillowcase and grabbed a handful of grass from the ground. Within a few moments, a rough little man appeared in my hand.

Xiaoyu's body became increasingly pale under the moonlight, and rigor mortis caused his joints to bulge outward.

I put the little man on his chest, opened the hanging rope, and formed a circle around him...