The people carrying the coffin also felt that it was becoming more and more strenuous. Seeing this, the people nearby hurried over to help support it.
"What's wrong?" The man came over and asked.
As soon as he got closer, he heard the sound of thumping in the coffin.
The man leaned against the coffin and whispered: "Dad, we did this unethically, but we also let you go away in peace, so you can rest in peace."
Just as he finished speaking, the commotion in the coffin became even louder.
The man remembered that the village chief sent someone to tell him that it would be safe if the sun dried it before burying it, and then it turned into fly ash.
Thinking this, he quickly asked people to speed up.
Sensing that the team was speeding up, Wu Dongfeng Yun frowned and caught up.
They had been keeping a close distance from the Zhao family's funeral procession, so that they could react in time.
"What happened before?" someone asked curiously.
"I don't know." Wu Dongfengyun shook his head.
However, the only thing that has changed now is Mrs. Zhao, the zombie.
Wu Dongfengyun also glanced at the sunlight falling on him. As long as the sun was there, no zombies would dare to come out.
"Why did it suddenly accelerate?" Lin Jiahui was also a little confused.
"It's probably because the coffin board can't be covered." Song Qi said in a low voice, "Put out your golden finger."
Lin Jiahui nodded, and when no one was paying attention to him, he transformed into a different person out of thin air.
After staying in the game for a long time, the player feels vaguely that there is some danger, but he does not know when it will happen. He can only hold the weapon in his hand tightly to seek a sense of security.
Song Qi was behind and saw the coffin shaking violently. The people carrying the coffin were unsteady on their feet. Fortunately, there were a few people nearby supporting them.
But the noise inside was getting louder and louder.
The man lay anxiously next to the coffin and whispered: "Dad, please don't embarrass your son and daughter. Go in peace. After all, you have lived for a hundred years, and it is not in vain."
Mrs. Zhao's daughter also came forward and cried, "Dad, we will give you more paper money to buy a house, so you can just die in peace and go on your way."
The more they said this, the louder the noise in the coffin became. The person carrying the coffin couldn't bear it and could only place the coffin heavily on the ground.
The sound of the suona stopped, and the movement inside the coffin became more obvious.
The village chief asked someone to help him over and knocked the lid with his crutch, causing the coffin to shake twice more.
"Village Chief, what should I do?" Mr. Zhao's daughter had no choice but to turn her attention to the village chief for help.
The village chief snorted coldly: "I told you to leave it to me, but now you are causing such a mess."
Mr. Zhao's son also came over to apologize, "Village chief, just tell me, what should we do now?"
"Open the coffin, let the sun shine on it, and it will turn into ashes in one breath, as long as you are ruthless."
Seeing the commotion inside getting louder and louder, Mrs. Zhao's son suddenly felt angry, pried the nails on the coffin lid, and pushed the lid open with a bang.
The players took a step back and watched the actions of those people.
Song Qi stared at the coffin. There was no white smoke coming out, which was strange.
"What's wrong-"
Mrs. Zhao's son opened his eyes wide and saw a gray hand touching the edge of the coffin, and Mr. Zhao in a bright shroud crawled out of it.
"ah!"
With screams coming one after another in his ears, Mrs. Zhao's son turned to look at the village chief, "Didn't you say that it can turn into ashes in the sun?"
The village chief was also dumbfounded. How could Mr. Zhao not do anything under such a huge sun?
(End of chapter)
