Zhuo Datong trotted over and opened the door carefully, but only opened a gap for only one person to pass through.
Old Man Ye walked in first with a pipe in his mouth, followed by his two apprentices, a middle-aged man and a young man.
The three people's eyes were fixed on the tightly wrapped body placed in the shade almost at the same time.
Old Man Ye frowned and walked over quickly. He was holding a bulging cloth bag in his hand, and he didn't know what it contained.
"Tell me exactly what you saw this morning." After a moment of silence, Old Man Ye ordered Zhuo Datong.
Zhuo Datong had been confused for a long time, and since the other party was a coffin seller, he had been exposed to many things in this area and must have more experience than himself, so he immediately and carefully told what happened after he woke up in the morning.
In order to describe it carefully, he even made it clear how many tissues he used to wipe himself in the toilet.
If Old Man Ye hadn't stopped him, he would have mentioned the fact that he actually had a large external hemorrhoid on his butt.
After finally telling the story of the morning in detail, Old Man Ye and his two apprentices looked very ugly after hearing this.
To be honest, they have never encountered this kind of thing. They have heard of dead people coming back to life, but it is a real resurrection and can be explained from a medical perspective.
But the corpse in front of me now, according to Zhuo Datong's description, is really just a corpse. It is impossible for a corpse to climb out of the grave and return home.
Moreover, Old Man Ye had a very good nose. Although the body was wrapped thickly, he could still smell the faint smell of putridity coming from inside.
Old man Ye is very familiar with this smell, because he is a coffin maker. Sometimes some poor families die and cannot afford to rent ice coffins. In the hot season, it will stink in three or two days. This is the smell. .
It proves that this is indeed a corpse.
"I'll say it again, we are not professional corpse lifters, we are just helping out." Old Man Ye emphasized again.
He still doesn't understand why Jiang Guirong returned home after her death.
But now that the situation has happened, and he can make two thousand yuan a day, he has not postponed it.
Zhuo Datong kept nodding, indicating that he would obey Old Man Ye's arrangement in everything.
Old Man Ye let the others rest first. He took out a bottle of liquid that looked like pure water from the bag, took out an already withered branch, poured the liquid on the branch, and then threw it on the body.
While shaking the water droplets, he muttered words and kept moving around the corpse.
After a while, all the bottle of water was used up, and Old Man Ye sat cross-legged next to the corpse again, his mouth kept squirming, and he didn't know what he was saying.
After about another half hour, he finally stopped, put his hands on the ground, stood up slowly, and then sat down again with a thump. Zhuo Da was so frightened that he thought this was Old Man Ye who was not willing to sacrifice his body. Chase away the ghost and quickly stand up to take a look.
I saw Old Man Ye beating his knees and saying with an embarrassed look, "My legs are numb."
Two apprentices walked over and helped him sit down on a nearby wooden chair.
Old Man Ye rubbed his legs and asked: "Datong, did you hear anything unusual last night? Well, not only last night, but also when it was almost dawn?"
Zhuo Datong shook his head: "Actually, I was slightly sleepy, but I didn't hear anything. The room was very quiet."
"Didn't you see Guirong sitting in the yard when you got up? Where were you sitting?" Old Man Ye asked.
"Well, just sit there." Zhuo Datong pointed to the wooden chair under his butt, "Sit on this wooden chair."
"I am the one who..."
Old Ye's head and feet were no longer numb. He stood up suddenly and said to one of the disciples: "Qiu Sheng, give me the anti-evil water!"
Contaminated with bad luck, he was going to spray his butt with anti-evil water, otherwise he might be very unlucky in the following days, or at least he would have psychological implications.
"Master, didn't you just finish it?" The apprentice named Qiu Sheng answered honestly.
"Wencai, go back quickly and get another bottle."
The other apprentice agreed, opened the courtyard door and disappeared quickly.
"We won't leave today for the time being. We will eat here and do things as soon as it gets dark at night." Old Man Ye said to Zhuo Datong.
Zhuo Datong nodded quickly: "Thank you, Lao Ye, thank you, Lao Ye! I'll prepare the meal right now. Last time, half a pig's head and two pig's ears were left frozen in the freezer, so we just made them and ate them."
As he spoke, Zhuo Datong walked toward the house.
"Is there any wine? If not, I'll ask the apprentice to go back and get some." Old Man Ye asked deliberately.
"Yes, yes, there are three bottles of Baiqu left from the last banquet, are they enough?" Zhuo Datong said enthusiastically.
"Enough is enough."
After Zhuo Datong went into the house to prepare dinner, Wencai returned shortly after going back to get the evil-proofing water.
After entering the courtyard, he handed a mineral water bottle to Old Man Ye.
Old Man Ye was stunned: "Why is it... iced?"
"I don't know." Wen Cai shrugged, "My wife said that the one you wanted was used up, so she took out a bottle from the refrigerator."
Old Man Ye: "..."
After a long time, he came back to his senses, took the mineral water bottle and poured some iced water on the withering branch, slapped his butt twice, and said: "Fortunately, I still have the blessing of my evil-proof willow branch, otherwise How can a bottle of mineral water do this?"
The day passed quickly.
The four of them had pig head meat for dinner. Old Ye drank two bottles of white wine alone, Qiu Shengwencai drank one bottle for both of them, and Zhuo Datong had no appetite for the white wine. He just picked up the glass and touched his lips symbolically.
The two apprentices were not very drunk, but Old Man Ye fell asleep on the cloth sofa in the back room shortly after the meal.
By eleven o'clock at night, the street lights in the town were dim and it was hard to see a single person on the road.
Zhuo Datong shook old man Ye awake, but he sobered up quickly. He asked the two waiting apprentices to carry the body on one side. The four of them quietly left the courtyard gate and placed Jiang Guirong's body gently on the door opened earlier. On the small truck that came to pull the coffin.
Qiu Sheng drove, and the four of them took advantage of the night to leave Beifeng Town and headed towards Beifeng Canyon.
The journey was smooth, and we soon arrived at the cemetery and found Jiang Guirong’s grave.
During the day, before going to Zhuo Datong's house, Old Man Ye had actually visited it. At this moment, the soil in the tomb was indeed turned up, part of the small earth bag had collapsed, and the coffin board was also open.
Qiu Shengwen put the body back into the grave without unwrapping it. In fact, they thought it was no longer necessary to unwrap it because part of the corpse water had already soaked through the tightly wrapped sheets.
Two shovels were taken out from the back of the pickup truck, and the body was reburied with soil, and the stones were stacked neatly so that the grave was neat and orderly again.
It was already one o'clock in the morning when I finished all this work.
The four of them returned to the town. Zhuo Datong thanked Old Man Ye and his apprentice before returning home.
Fortunately, he had many acquaintances in the town, otherwise he really didn't know how to deal with this strange incident.
Old Man Ye had asked him just now whether Jiang Guirong had any unfulfilled wishes or other things that he was worried about before he died.
But to be honest, Jiang Guirong has been sick for more than a day or two. She has already done everything she needs to say to Zhuo Datong about her funeral arrangements and Zhuo Datong. Zhuo Datong can't find any reason for Jiang Guirong to return home in such a terrifying state. .
He clasped his hands together, stood in the yard, looked up at the night sky, facing the direction of the North Wind Canyon, and said softly: "Guirong, rest in peace! I will go and meet you in a few more years."
